Page 17 of Dirty Ruck (Ruck Boys #5)

Chapter Seventeen

Chelsea

"How are you doing?" I asked Jay gently.

He looked pretty shaken up after the run in with the press.

I tried to step in, but the journalist had all but shoved me out of the way to push the microphone into Jay's face.

For a moment, I honestly thought he was going to punch the man.

Instead, he quickly removed himself from the situation and found a quiet spot on the bus to deal with the rush of emotions.

Storm would have just punched the man in the face and worn the consequences. Atlas too, given half the chance.

We all knew what my brother would have done.

At least no one shot at any of us. This time.

If they were going to, that would have been the perfect opportunity, while we were distracted. On the other hand, there was also a shit load of witnesses.

"Better," Jay said softly. "Thank you." He sat in the centre of the bed, stripped down to his underwear, squeezing a stress reliever toy that looked like an owl. From the look of it, it got lots of squeezing.

When we arrived at the hotel, we carefully arranged ourselves around him, forming a shield around Jay. Fortunately, only a few members of the press followed us from the airport, so the questions weren't as intense or loud. Still, we hurried inside and up to the room Atlas and Jay were sharing.

In theory, I had a room to myself. Right now, I wouldn't be anywhere but here unless Jay and Atlas didn't want me in the room. If that was the case, I'd respect their wishes. The last thing in the world I wanted to do was crowd Jay when he was struggling to calm himself.

"You don't have to thank us." Atlas sat on the side of the bed. He'd also stripped down, wearing only track pants. "Like I said, that's what we're here for."

"Exactly," I agreed. "If people don't understand personal space, then we'll remind them. Politely."

"I feel like Frost would pout if he heard you say that," Atlas remarked. "He'd be disappointed he couldn't flay them or something."

I sighed. "Sometimes I feel like I created a monster. If he hadn't gotten involved with me?—"

"He would still have found a way to let his darkness out," Atlas said firmly. "Some people can't help themselves. If they didn't find violence, it would find them. Look at Jay and me. We were both sweet and innocent once. Okay, Jay was."

Jay choked back a laugh. "I don't think I was even born sweet and innocent. Why bother when being dirty is more fun?"

"I could have said those exact words about myself," I said with a smile.

Growing up in Dusk Bay, I was never going to be innocent. Was I ever sweet? Maybe, but it was so long ago I couldn't remember. I'd started stripping and selling my body shortly after I started my first degree. My first paid fuck seemed like a lifetime ago.

He was tall, with brown eyes. Slender, like a runner, but with a cock like a horse.

He knew exactly what he wanted, taking me from behind while I was on my hands and knees.

He made it all seem so easy, instructing me on exactly how to give him what he wanted.

Apart from that, he barely said a word. He just fucked me, climbed off and dressed again before sliding a wedding ring back onto his finger and leaving.

He came back a bunch of times, always asking for me, always fucking me without his ring, as though somehow he could pretend what he was doing wasn't cheating.

I never knew his name and, after a year or two, he stopped turning up.

Sometimes I wondered what happened to him and his wife.

Given it was Dusk Bay, she probably found out and poisoned his coffee.

Shame, he was a good customer.

"You're very sweet," Atlas told me. "And beautiful." As he spoke, he undid the buttons of my blouse, one by one. "Gorgeous. Cute. Smart." He pushed the fabric of my shoulders and put it aside while Jay unhooked my bra.

"You're both of those things too," I said. "Especially beautiful."

"I don't think anyone's called me beautiful before," Jay said.

"Fuck," Atlas swore. When we both turned to look at him, he grinned. "I knew I was forgetting something. Jay, you're beautiful."

"You might be shortsighted," Jay said. He pushed my bra off and let it drop to the side.

"Definitely not," Atlas said. He pushed me down gently onto my back and undid my skirt before pulling it and my panties off. "I have an idea, if both of you are game."

"Is he actually asking permission?" I said, directing the question to Jay.

"He seems to be," Jay agreed.

Atlas narrowed his eyes at us before pushing his pants off and kicking them aside.

"When you put it that way… Jay, get naked.

I'm getting the lube." He helped off the bed and over to his open suitcase, returning a moment later with a tube in his hand.

"We're going to need lots of this." He opened the lid.

My heart skipped a beat with anticipation of what he might be thinking. So far, none of them suggested anything I didn't want to do with enthusiasm. I suspected that would be the case now too.

"Jay, lie on your back," Atlas ordered. "Chelsea, you too. Spread your legs." He gestured for me to open them wide.

I lay down beside Jay and bent my knees, opening them so far my knees touched the bed covers.

"I love how fucking flexible you are." Atlas squirted some lube onto his fingers and smeared it around my already wet pussy. He squirted out more and slathered it all over Jay's cock, then more on his own.

"Chelsea, ride Jay's cock and lean forward as far as you can."

I glanced at Jay to make sure he was okay with this so soon after what happened at the airport. When he nodded eagerly, I straddled him, lowering myself down onto his cock.

"Lean forward a bit more," Atlas said. He straddled Jay's legs behind me and moved in close. "That's it." He pressed the head of his cock to my entrance, right beside Jay's.

"Have you ever taken two cocks in your pussy at the same time before?" Atlas asked. His voice was rough with need.

"Never," I said with some trepidation. Both of them were so big, they were going to stretch me to my limit. Could I do this? I was willing to try. I'd never backed down from a challenge yet; why start now?

"Good, because you're about to." Atlas pushed himself in a little more.

At first, my muscles tensed reflexively, trying to resist the extra pressure. I forced myself to relax and let him press in deeper still. Bit by bit, he eased himself until they were both all the way inside me.

"Holy shit," Jay whispered. "That feels so… Fucking… Incredible. I can feel both of you, like…" He shook his head, out of words to describe the way it felt.

"Amazing," I whispered. I'd felt full before, but never like this. Never with two thick cocks so deep inside me, pressed up against each other.

"Next level," Atlas agreed. Very slowly and very carefully, he started to move his hips back and forth, creating friction without letting himself fall back out.

"Why haven't we done this before?" Jay whispered.

"Because we didn't have Chelsea before," Atlas said. That was all the explanation he gave and none of us asked for anything more. Honestly, I couldn't have conjured too many coherent words anyway. This was like nothing I ever experienced before, and I'd experienced a lot.

As Frost would say, this was definitely something I wanted to put on the menu to do later. He and Storm would be down for it, as would Frost and Jay together. Would it feel different with different combinations of my guys? I looked forward to finding out.

"I'm going to come," Jay said, his voice strained.

"Me too," I said, just as strained.

"Yeah, me too," Atlas said, sounding slightly disappointed in himself.

Of course, this was his first time doing this as well.

With practice, we could hold out for longer.

I'd happily fuck like this for hours. Or try to, anyway.

With the pressure on my clit and all the way through me, keeping myself from coming might be a hell of a challenge.

One I was happy to face head on. So to speak.

For now, I let myself go, tumbling over into the abyss, my muscles tightening further around both of them and making them both come, spilling themselves around each other. Filling my pussy to overflowing with their cum.

"I can feel…everything," Jay said, groaning out his orgasm. "I felt Atlas come."

"I felt you come," Atlas said, like it was some kind of revelation. It might have been. "I've fucked before, but now I dunno… It's like fucking both of you at the same time is… Epic."

"I know what you mean," I said. I thought I'd done pretty much everything I could do, but I was wrong. There was always more to do and more to learn. And more to enjoy.

I was one lucky girl.

As carefully as he'd fucked, Atlas eased out of me and flopped down beside Jay.

Tentative, because I was a little sore now, I rolled off Jay onto the other side of him. For a while, I lay on my back and stared at the ceiling.

"Thank you," I said after a few minutes.

"For what?" Atlas asked.

"For being you. Both of you," I said. "For being sweet and adventurous."

Atlas propped himself up on his elbow and looked over at me. "You were expecting us to be vanilla?"

I snorted. "Of course not, but looks can be deceiving. You could have preferred the missionary position with the lights off."

Atlas burst out laughing and Jay not long after.

"I'm not sure if I should be insulted or not," Atlas said between laughs. "For one thing, I've never fucked with the lights off. At least, not in total darkness. I like to see the person I'm screwing."

"I have," Jay said softly. "Because I didn't want to be seen, not because I didn't want to see. Then I met Atlas and he never made me feel like I needed to hide."

"You don't need to hide," I assured him. "Not unless you want to. You're gorgeous and your body is incredible. You have nothing to be ashamed of. Nothing at all."

Like Atlas, I'd never screwed in the dark either. At Flirts, the rooms were dimly lit, not dark. For safety reasons, they were always illuminated. Not to mention client preference.

When I wasn't fucking for money, I liked to see my partner and I liked to be seen. And I loved what Atlas did for Jay's self-esteem.

They really were adorable together. If I wasn't head over heels for both of them, I'd fall here and now. As it was, I fell a little deeper. I never wanted to get out.

With any luck, we had years in front of us.

"I love you both," Jay whispered, breaking the comfortable silence.

"We love you too," Atlas replied.

"Yes, we do," I agreed. "We should get cleaned up and go down for dinner."

"I'm only going down there if we can come back up and do this again," Jay said.

I rolled over to face him. "Deal. The sooner we get down there, the sooner we get back."

We all jumped up from the bed and raced to the shower.