Page 45 of Climbing Everest

Brixton

I know I should put a stop to this; both Kato and Everest have had way too much to drink.

I was mildly surprised to see Kato accepting so many glasses of bourbon. Dude rarely imbibes in public. Throw in the fact we had so many rival families in attendance tonight, he had really let down his guard.

He’d also known I wouldn’t let shit pop off, not with Everest there. Plus, we had plenty of our own people standing guard, watching over the partygoers, keeping an eye on anyone who might end up being a problem one way or another.

If it was only Everest who was loaded, I’d probably lecture Kato about taking advantage of our girl but not only are they on even footing as far as intoxication, Everest is one hundred percent the instigator here.

She’s the one initiating what’s about to go down, whether she realizes she’s about to release three beasts or not.

We’ve taken it easy on her thus far. Yeah, we’ve spit roasted her, taken turns with her. But it’s been far too long since all three of us crammed her full of cock, taken turns with all her holes, and left every drop we have to give inside her body.

The time will come when Kato has to fess up to having her implant removed. I know I sound like a total fucking prick, but I really hope to knock her up before then. I want the family that was taken away from us, goddammit. I want the child her father stole from us, the future he took from us.

Everest and Kato are in this push and pull, some kind of battle for power, but I didn’t miss the way Kato looked as though he was seconds from blowing his load in his pants when E wrapped her thin fingers around his throat and squeezed.

I have no idea whether he liked the feeling of his airway being restricted, or if it was simply from Everest attempting to top him.

Fucker would probably let her, too.

At least at first. I’ve never known Kato to allow anyone else to take the lead, in or out of the bedroom.

Then again, there’s not much any of us wouldn’t do for Everest.

The two are in a bit of a standoff, their hands wrapped around each other’s throats as they glare at each other.

Until a smirk quirks up one corner of Everest’s full lips.

Releasing her hold on him, she slides down to her knees, her eyes on Kato’s face the whole time.

Kato is forced to release her, especially if he wants her to do anything from that position. And fuck me, I’m so tempted to move closer, whip my dick out and beg for my turn.

Looking up at him through her lashes, she reaches forward and pops the button on his slacks before pulling the zipper down so fucking slowly that even I’m about to lose my patience, and it’s not my dick straining to get to her.

I mean, I’m definitely hard as fuck, but she hasn’t so much as graced me or Madd with a glance.

I’ll give them this time, wait my turn, then I plan on taking her ass. I don’t care if I have to wait my time or slot myself behind her while she rides one of my brothers. One way or another, I’m going to stretch her, fill her until her body can’t take anymore.

Oh, the things I have to show her. The things I’ve learned in our time apart, the things I plan to do to her tight little body every chance I get.

You’d think I would have fucked her every free moment I’ve had since she’s been back in our lives. But that’s the thing – there haven’t been a whole lot of free moments.

And then there are Madd and Kato vying for her attention, too.

I’ve shared her for as long as I can remember, and have no problem doing it now.

But I’m growing tired of being patient.

Everest tugs at Kato’s slacks a little, moving them further down his hips until his cock springs forward, the tip slapping her cheek, leaving a shimmer of precum.

And now I have a fantasy of finishing on her face.

Fuck. I know we have our whole lives to screw around, but I swear I’m struggling harder and harder with keeping my mind on something other than everything I want to do with and to our wife.

If the two of them don’t do something soon, I’m going to pick her up and bend her over the closest surface. Fuck, I might even just wrap her legs around my waist and fuck her against the wall. And on the dresser. The bed. The floor.

The more I think about it, the fucking harder I’m getting until I reach down and squeeze the base. I haven’t blown my load in my pants since the first time I touched her tits when we were fifteen.

Yeah. This shit keeps stretching on like it is, and I might have an embarrassing repeat of that night.

Kato reaches down and gathers her hair in both hands as she leans forward, one hand holding the base of his cock as she opens her mouth and teases the slit at the tip with her tongue, lapping at the precum like she’s found a new dessert.

As hard as I’m trying for control, Maddox apparently has zero issue with moving closer for a turn. His dick is already out, his fist wrapped around it and stroking languidly, whether because he’s trying to hold out or simply enjoying the show as he waits his turn.

“Fuck,” Kato grits out as Everest opens her mouth wider and takes the head of his cock into her mouth.

The sight of her kneeling in front of him, the fancy, expensive as fuck dress pooling around her like some kind of goddess is so perverse yet so fucking beautiful.

As much as I want her naked, there’s something about seeing her like this, the dress so bridal, looking like a statue, like royalty while on her knees.

She might be our queen…but we are absolutely her kings, and she’s kneeling before us as she should.

Thing is, though, when she takes Kato further into her mouth, she reaches out and wraps a hand around Madd’s length, almost tugging him closer.

This whore is topping from the bottom and the two fuckers drunk on lust – among other things – have no idea.

This whore . She is a whore, but only for us. For the rest of her life, she will only ever open her legs for us, only take our dicks into her mouth, her cunt, her ass.

Everest is taking Kato slowly, sliding her mouth down his length while she jerks off Madd at the same pace. Maddox lifts his hands and locks them on top of his head while Kato looks as though he’s struggling to keep from thrusting his hips forward and fucking her throat.

Another of those moments where I wish it was me she was attempting to tease.

Because, unlike these two dumbasses, I won’t let her take charge.

I’ll let her think she has the upper hand, then I’ll own every inch of her, feed her my pierced cock, revel in the sound of each stud clinking against her teeth, then use her cunt to get my dick wet enough to slide into her ass.

It’s been way too long since I’ve felt her tight little hole wrapped around my cock. Has she let anyone else back there? She better fucking be as tight as I remember, or I might have to find a way to punish her. A few hours of edging would have her in tears.

Fuck…now my dick is weeping at the thought.

But I won’t pull myself out. I won’t stand around like we’re in a circle jerk and wait my turn.

When she’s done teasing these two, I’ll take what I want. She might be drunk, but she’ll remember where every hickey and bruise came from, why it feels as though her insides have been rearranged when she wakes tomorrow morning.

I suppose that would be this morning since it’s pretty fucking late, moving closer to two.

We have shit to do tomorrow – today – calls to make, appointments to set, and I couldn’t give two flying fucks.

Because tonight is fucking everything .

Tonight is the night my girl, my woman, my fucking wife stood up to her father and her mother, reintroduced herself to the city, and announced her role in our lives.

Tonight is the night she made it known she was alive and marrying Kato Antoniou, and will not allow anyone to ever take her away from us again.

Oh, I have no delusions others won’t try. I have no doubt her father, one of his men, maybe even someone from a rival syndicate will attempt to attack her, take her, even kill her to get to us.

But she will never again leave my sight without an army at her back. I’ll personally make sure she’s fully armed when she so much as steps a foot into the backyard, regardless of which of us or our men are watching over her.

I huff an amused sound when Everest pulls her mouth from Kato and turns toward Maddox, lifting her eyes to his face before sliding her warm, wet mouth over his length.

Unlike with Kato, she doesn’t tease him, doesn’t lap at the moisture at the tip. Nah. She takes him deep, until the sound of her gagging makes my balls pull up tight.

“Holy fuck,” Madd growls, gripping the hair at the top of her head and holding her there for a beat.

When he pulls her hair the same time he jerks his hips back, she gulps in air, her eyes watering as she smiles up at him.

“You’re playing with fire,” I tell her, dropping onto the side of the bed to get comfortable and for a better view.

“Jealous?” she asks.

Raising one brow, I’m practically daring her to push it, to push me .

When she raises to her feet and reaches for the zipper at her side, I lean back on my hands and cock my head, letting my gaze follow the motion of her fingers.

Once that zipper is gaping wide, Madd smooths his hands under the thin straps of the dress and sweeps the fabric away from her body until she’s standing here in nothing but a thong, and a strapless bra.

The thong and bra need to go. I’m tempted to make her put the heels back on. There’s something so fucking hot about a woman getting pounded while still in those spiky ass shoes.

Maybe I’ll just drag the crotch of her panties away far enough to make room for my cock. Debase her, degrade her while I dominate her.

Oh, I’ll take care of her after. Tell her how beautiful she was as I stretched her ass, how gorgeous she looked gagging on Kato’s dick.

But in this moment? Like I told her, she’s playing with fucking fire. I’m pretty damn proud of myself for how much restraint I’ve shown since that first time with her at my penthouse.

When she steps out of the heap of fabric and attempts to saunter toward me, her balance obviously affected by her blood alcohol level, I again raise a brow and push the hair that escaped the low ponytail away from my face.

“This is your only warning, E. You might want to play with them first. I’m done holding back and being a gentleman in the sack.”

Everest huffs out a laugh. “Since when have any of you been gentlemen when fucking me?”

I glance at Madd then Kato. Madd’s eyes are glazed with lust. Kato looks amused, if not still a little tipsy.

When I cock a brow, he dips his chin in a short nod. “I think it’s time we assert our full ownership over that sweet body.”

That’s all the permission I need, not that I would ever ask permission from anyone other than Everest to sink my cock balls deep inside her tight little pussy.

Lunging to my feet, I wrap an arm around her waist and practically throw her to the bed, and my hands rip her thong at the hip as though it’s nothing more than tissue paper.

Tugging the cups of her bra down, I reveal those beautifully perky tits, her areolas so big, dark pink, and practically begging for my mouth.

Instead, I grip both nipples with my fingers and thumbs and pinch, giving them the slightest tug and savoring in the surprised gasp that leaves her mouth.

Then I lean forward until our lips are a mere breath apart. “Just remember…I warned you.”