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THIRTY-THREE

JACKSON

“Fuck, you’re perfect,” I sigh, gritting my teeth as Hawk drives further into Arden’s ass, her satisfied moans ricocheting off my lips. He pauses when he’s buried to the hilt, and I have to take several deep breaths, so I don’t come early. Her pussy is tight as it is, but with him inside her too? I can’t even think straight. “Are you okay?”

“Mhmm,” she hums, her eyes rolling to the back of her head like she’s completely lost to the sensation of being filled by us both at the same time.

“You’re doing so good, baby,” he says from behind her, lowering his heated gaze to where they’re joined. “I’m going to move. Tell me if you need a break.” He slowly retreats, thrusting forward again as a satisfied moan works its way up her chest. He repeats the motion, making me grunt loudly as I continue to fight the orgasm that’s already starting to coil tightly inside me.

“Jesus Christ,” I hiss, unable to stop the words from coming out. “I can feel your fucking piercing. It’s insane.”

He grins over her shoulder, both of us moving opposite one another, sawing in and out as she mindlessly lets us use her. “Good. Maybe now you’ll stop talking shit.” I roll my eyes in response, but there’s no fucking way I’ll ever say another bad word about it, because it feels phenomenal through the thin wall that separates us.

“I love feeling you both inside me at once,” she whimpers. “Please don’t stop. I need to come so bad.” The desperation in her pleading tone has me ready to blow at any moment, and by the look on Hawk’s face as he picks up speed, he’s right there, too. Normally, I think we’d both be able to last longer, but the entire experience, paired with how tight she is when she’s stuffed with both of our cocks is making me feel like it’s my first time all over again.

“Please, please, please .” The chant sounds like a prayer as she begs us to push her over the edge, and the knowing glance my best friend tosses my way tells me exactly how this thing is about to end. The corner of my mouth tugs up in a coy grin before I get into character, ready to send her careening over the edge.

“That’s my sweet girl,” I say softly, lifting my hips from the mattress and thrusting into her warmth. “You’re taking us so well. So beautiful. I can’t wait to feel your cunt grip me when you fall apart. Do you want us to come inside you?” She nods her head rapidly, and I feel her inner walls flutter around me as they swell with her impending orgasm.

“Such a greedy cumslut,” Hawk says darkly, his mouth hovering right next to her ear. “Ready to explode at the thought of us filling her up. You going to purr for us when we breed both of your pathetic little holes at once, Hellcat?”

“Oh my God, yes!” she cries out, convulsing wildly as his words finally hit their mark, making her shatter into a million perfect pieces between us. She pushes down, frantically grinding her clit over the muscles covering my pelvis before arching into Hawk’s chest. A scream falls from her parted lips and her pussy closes in around me so tightly, there’s nothing I can do to stop myself from being pulled under right behind her. Electricity moves through me and an unintelligible string of curses falls from my lips as I come, white light flashing behind my eyes as my balls contract and release repeatedly, pumping everything I have into her. It’s intense—so much so, that I barely even register Hawk pushing in with one final thrust, his loud roar practically shaking the walls while his orgasm tears through him.

We ride it out together, moving as though we share a body until each of us is completely exhausted and unable to go on for another second. Arden collapses on top of me, her chest heaving against mine as she struggles to catch her breath. Her thighs shake, and my cock twitches with aftershocks, more thick ropes flowing into her as she greedily accepts every last drop. We lie there as we recover, both of us whispering gentle praises until she finally gives in to her exhaustion and falls asleep.

“I’m so fucking proud of you, baby,” Hawk whispers, coasting tender kisses along her neck and shoulders. “We love you so much, I hope you know that.” She hums in response, and my heart squeezes in my chest at the exchange, because it all feels so natural. I can barely even remember a time when it wasn’t true. I’ve loved this girl for most of my life, even before I knew what the word truly meant—but him not being a part of what we have now seems unfathomable. Like, without him, we’d always have a missing piece.

He carefully pulls out, wincing as she unconsciously flinches. A small, pained whine falls from her lips, but she doesn’t fully wake, nuzzling into me and finding a comfortable position before her breathing evens out once again. Wrapping my arms loosely around her, I ghost my fingertips up and down her back as he disappears into the en suite. I close my eyes, inhaling the scent of our cologne on her skin, filled with nothing but gratitude that she’s right here where she belongs.

“Hey,” Hawk says, placing a hand on my shoulder. I look up to find him wearing a pair of boxer briefs as the muffled sound of running water comes from behind him. “We have to get her into the bath. I’ve got it going now, and I already threw in some Epsom salts. You’ll probably have to get in behind her since she’s so tired. We’ll let her rest for a bit, then wake her for food and water after.”

“Okay,” I reply, reluctantly rolling us over and immediately hating the broken connection as I stand from the bed and lift her into my arms. My legs feel like Jell-O, but I hold her close, following him to the bathroom and stepping over the side of the tub before lowering under the warm water. Settling her between my legs, I let my head fall back, lulled by the sound of her soft, steady snores. He goes to work, cleaning her from head to toe, finishing up, and leaving the room so we can continue to soak. There’s no chance she won’t be sore tomorrow, so hopefully, this helps.

The rest of the night floats by as we provide all the aftercare she needs to feel safe, happy, and adored. I can’t help but recognize the way we’ve all changed since Arden moved in with us, and the bonds we’ve created while learning from each other, both inside the bedroom and out. Before I was forced to face my feelings for her, I never would’ve thought I’d be able to call her mine—let alone while sharing her with my best friend. But here we are, and I’ve never been happier in my whole life.