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THIRTY-TWO

ARDEN

“Oh, fuck yeah,” Jackson breathes on a forced exhale, rushing up the staircase behind me. I giggle when he lifts me into his arms, carrying me bridal style down the hall toward Hawk’s room with him hot on our heels. We never really discussed the fact that we’d always sleep and have sex in here, but I guess it’s a no-brainer, considering he has the biggest bed and a dresser full of fun toys. I love it, though—because when we’re inside these walls, no matter what happens, I know I’m safe and loved.

“You ready, Princess?” Jackson says, tossing me onto the bed. I land with a bounce, nodding my head as he drops on top of me, immediately sealing his mouth to mine in a deep, demanding kiss. We make out, and I vaguely register the sound of Hawk digging through the drawers, no doubt getting everything we’ll need for me to take them both at once. Jacks thrusts his hips, his long, veiny shaft grinding between my soaked lips as I whimper for more. I’m so wet that a slight tip of my pelvis would have him sliding right inside with ease.

So that’s exactly what I do.

Lifting my lower half from the bed, I accept him as he pushes forward, his cock breaching my entrance as we both sigh in relief. I’m so ready, there’s barely even a stretch when he bottoms out, dragging his heavy length back out before driving inside again.

“Yes,” I moan. “Fuck me.” But he keeps a slow and steady pace, refusing to give me what I’m begging for. I try to buck up into him, but he wraps a hand around my hip, pressing me into the mattress so I can’t create the friction I need. A flustered, pitiful whine falls from my lips just as Hawk crawls up beside us.

“Is he being mean to you, baby?” he mocks. “Do you need more?”

I nod my head frantically, desperate for him to do something—anything—to cure the throbbing ache between my legs. “Mhmm.”

He reaches out, nudging Jackson’s shoulder as he lazily and deliberately thrusts into me. “Roll over. We need her on top of you.” Before I can even register his request, a thick arm bands around my waist and we’re switching positions so I’m straddling him. I seize the opportunity, immediately bouncing on his cock as my release blooms to life deep within me.

“That’s it, Princess,” he praises, bringing his hands to my tits and squeezing as I throw my head back in pleasure. “You look so beautiful right now. I love you.”

“I love you too,” I reply, barely able to form coherent words through the thick haze in my brain. Between everything that happened downstairs, the feel of him inside me, and the thought of what’s to come, I’m ready to explode again at any second.

I whimper loudly, my clit beginning to pulse against his pelvis as I feel the mattress dip behind me. Hawk’s minty breath ghosts along my cheek, and I savor the warmth of his body as he speaks much softer than I’m used to in these situations. “I’m going to get you ready. Keep riding and come whenever you want to. Use your safe word if you don’t like something, okay?”

Turning my head, I meet his gaze with mine, conveying all the trust I have in him with a single look. “Yes,” I reply, leaning back to kiss him one last time before lowering down so my chest is pressed tightly to Jackson’s. I resume my movements, grinding my clit against him as his hands slide around and spread my ass cheeks apart. Sparks of electricity prick on my skin, and I feel something cool and wet drip onto my tight hole, followed by the pad of Hawk’s finger gliding over it. I’m so close to coming that I barely even flinch as he presses forward, sinking all the way in and sending a bolt of pleasure right up my spine.

“Holy shit,” Jacks grits out. “You’re choking my cock. Let go for me, Arden. Fucking come.” My body listens to his command, detonating around him as I fall over the edge. I cry out, chanting their names over and over while I shatter, consumed by the feeling of them working together to give me everything I need.

It goes on forever, until I finally begin to return to awareness, registering the slow slide of them moving in and out as I recover. Soft praises come from each side of my head, and I sigh contentedly as I resume moving my hips back and forth languidly.

“There you go, Hellcat,” Hawk says, dripping more lube onto where we’re joined before pushing another finger inside. It feels incredible, the stretch a welcome sensation as my pussy continues to pulse against Jackson’s hard cock with aftershocks. “You’re doing so good opening up. Bear down for me.” I obey, and he gently works in a third finger, causing a deep, satisfied moan to rise up my chest before filling the air around us. I give him time to prep me completely as I become wetter and more desperate with every deliciously agonizing thrust. Just as I’m ready to beg for more, he pulls out, making me whimper in frustration.

“He’s just lubing up,” Jackson coos, his hands rubbing reassuring circles along my lower back as I continue riding him. His muscles are wound tight underneath me, and I’m sure he’s hanging by a thread, considering he’s the only one of us who hasn’t had a release yet. I press my lips to his, both of us opening up to deepen the kiss just as the head of Hawk’s cock presses to my asshole. I clench, but he curls himself over me, so close that all three of our faces are practically touching.

“We’re here, sweetheart,” he says into my ear. “Let us in.” I keep still, exhaling a shaky breath as I relax my body, focusing on the way their skin feels against mine in this monumental moment. Opening my eyes, I lock onto the bright green ones in front of me, the softness in them giving me everything I need to feel safe and adored. Hawk pushes forward slowly, his head stretching me much wider than his fingers did before I feel the small metal barbell notch through the tight ring of muscle. He stops, but that’s the last thing I want right now, because while there’s a slight burn, the indescribable pleasure far outweighs the pain.

“More,” I choke out. “I need more.”