Page 56 of Purgatory (Devil Dogs of the Apocalypse #1)

Alessandra

Hawk and Cole stand in the doorway with a happy Sadie at their feet, wagging her tail. Both of the guys are wearing matching smirks as they look down at us and all I feel is relief that they are safe and unharmed.

“It’s about damn time, Jax. Good for you, man.” Hawk nods to Jax, approvingly. The love he has for his brother in arms showing strong in his eyes. Meanwhile, Jax is frantically looking around for something.

“Fuck, Hawk, I thought we were coming to you. Shit, toss me that blanket. Hawk... Hawk !” Jax starts but it’s obviously going in one ear and out the other at this point.

By how tense he is, I’m thinking maybe he’s worried about covering up his obvious state of arousal from his best friends, but let’s be honest, he’s just going to have to get used to prying eyes and awkward touches from now on.

“Aly, baby, God you look fucking scrumptious.” Hawk’s voice is airy and hungry.

He shakes his head then maneuvers himself over and onto the bed where Jax and I are currently naked and cuddling.

Jax’s fumbling around for the blanket halts when he sees Hawk coming closer and closer.

His eyebrows jumping to his hairline, not knowing what his friend has planned.

“Don’t look at me like that. Scooch over so I can wrap my arms around her too.

I had a long enough night waiting for this and daddy needs to get his cuddle on.

” Jax hesitates for a second, Hawk’s words not registering.

“Or, fuck it, I’ll be more than happy to cuddle your big ass or lay across both of you.

Doesn’t matter to me, long as I’m big spoon.

Now who wants to be the little spoon?” Hawk continues with a cocked eyebrow and a devilish smile.

That gets Jax moving and puts the biggest smile on my face.

I can’t seem to keep my giggles in as Jax practically leaps up in the bed to move over and make more room, dragging me with him.

Hawk smiles at his reaction and dives for the open spot on my right, his hands immediately come up to gently frame my face, like I was a rare, priceless artifact and he was afraid of breaking me.

The fast pace of his entry into the room and his need to be close to me suddenly gets put on slow motion as he drinks me in.

“There you are...” His fingers lightly drag at the stray strands of my hair and pulls them back behind my ear.

We’re both facing each other, legs intertwined as we take the time to reassure each other.

It feels so good having him back in my arms. He’s like champagne.

Happy and bubbly and full of energy but then you take your time, letting him fill every one of your senses and that’s when the relief and relaxation comes in.

I could bask in his reflection all day and never want to leave.

Never need to leave. He’s everything. They are everything to me.

He leans into me and I echo his movements, meeting in the middle for a soft, gentle kiss.

I can tell he’s being cautious, not knowing what I’d been through, and just wants to show me his love and be there for me.

It makes me want to melt into him even more.

My own hands raising to grasp his shirt and feel his heartbeat pounding beneath it.

“Save some for me, beautiful.” I almost didn’t even notice Cole standing in the doorway.

His ability to camouflage himself in the most open of spaces is a skill he definitely excelled at.

It’s not that he’s invisible to me. Far from it.

Rather, in this instance, he purposefully stood back, allowing Hawk to have his moment and then announced himself.

He did the same maneuver that night after dinner when he blew me away with his hidden alpha tendencies.

He’s an incredibly compassionate and generous man and I want him in this dogpile.

Right. Now. I reach for him with an outstretched hand and his smile grows three sizes as he walks over.

“Boss...?” He looks to Jax with an eyebrow cocked. Probably trying to work out if Jax is ready for all of the testosterone that’s about to take over the bed.

“Don’t call me that, fucknut, get your ass in here.

Our girl needs you and we’re just gonna have to get even more comfortable with each other.

” Jax pulls me close, turning me so I’m lying on my back now, with him and Hawk spooning me on either side, smirking as he kisses my forehead, waving his arm to Cole to join us.

Where? I have no idea. This bed looks like it’s only a full-size, maybe, and Hawk and Jax are already, practically, falling off of it.

Their ass cheeks are probably floating right now.

Cole smirks back, grabs the blanket from the floor and tosses it over the three of us.

As it parachutes down, Cole lifts the end by the foot of the bed and dives under, shimmying his body up the middle and coming out the other end directly over me.

He settles his hips in between my thighs and peppers my face with light kisses, ending with his mouth on mine in a deep, slow kiss.

His tongue caresses my lips and feels like heaven’s gates opening when I open my mouth and he slips in, licking and tasting and sending a direct bolt of arousal straight through me.

A growl of satisfaction comes from my right as Hawk joins in, nuzzling and kissing my shoulder. A less enthusiastic reaction is noticed on my left.

Jax is tense. Noticeably tense. It’s as if every muscle in his body pulled tight as he watches Cole and Hawk completely cover me with affection.

I get it. The turn in our relationship is incredibly new.

And a relationship with multiple partners isn’t exactly a normal thing, outside of the occasional wild fantasy.

But I love Jax, and he loves me and I want him to be comfortable with all of this and I want to make sure he knows that he isn’t going to be pushed to the proverbial back burner.

I reach for his hand in the mess of limbs and hold tight when I find it. He lifts my hand to his lips as Cole releases our kiss and makes his way down to my sternum, allowing me to turn and look at Jax, trying to reassure him with my eyes.

“I’m alright, baby. Just new is all.” He kisses the palm of my hand and sooths my knuckles, releasing a sigh of relief from me.

“I know... and it’s ok. We’ll take it slow. Baby steps if that’s what you need. Ok?” I arch towards him, tilting my head so that he can claim me with his brothers.

He hesitates at first which gives me pause. Can he really do this? Is this too much to ask? Am I pushing for too much, too fast? I promised that we’d take it slow. Take things at his pace. If this is as much as he could do right now, then that’s enough for me.

Jax shakes his head, clearing his mind, and nods.

“Baby steps.” He says, taking my mouth with his.

Bringing his hand up to my jaw, he then swiftly moves it to tug at the roots of my hair at the back of my head as we deepen the kiss.

Our tongues tangling with each other’s, blocking out everyone else in the room.

I feel a new pressure at the side of my face and realize it’s one of the other guys’ faces leaning into mine.

I open my eyes slightly and see Hawk. He’s inches away from having his lips touch Jax’s and is just staring at him with a huge smirk on his face.

He, then, proceeds to kiss my neck, my jaw, my cheek.

Unable to help himself as he inches closer and closer to an unaware Jax.

The proximity of their faces to each other is enough to make my pussy clench.

Fuck me, why is that so hot?

“ Holy fuck, Aly, you taste so good.” Hawk says making Jax’s eyes fling open to see Hawk closing in next to him. Jax moves back far enough to still be holding me but to be at a safe distance away from an overly eager and overly affectionate Hawk.

“HOLY... WHAT THE FUCK, HAWK!” Jax yells, startled at his friend’s close proximity. It seems to be all in good fun though because in the end Jax is shaking his head and laughing at Hawk’s antics. “Crazy ass son of a bitch.”

“Aw, come on. You know you wouldn’t be able to resist her either.

What? You jealous? Want some moochies, too?

” As if adding the cherry to the top, Hawk puckers his lips in Jax’s direction and starts making smoochy sounds.

I can’t contain my laughter at this point and it comes barreling out of me in a loud, embarrassing bark.

Tears streaming down my face and everything.

“Yea, yea, yea. Get outta here.” Jax starts to move away to find his clothes in the mess on the floor while Hawk and Cole both get up from the bed, looking for mine and tossing me the pieces as they find them.

“In all seriousness, we should probably go. Sooner rather than later. I’d love to have a cuddle party with our girl and all but I’d rather not do it in the house of a dozen corpses. Starting to smell like rancid ass out there.” Cole reasonably brings up.

“Yea, speaking of, where the hell did Rambo go? It’s a fucking mess out there,” Hawk says, tossing Jax his leg holster.

“Had to do what I needed to get her back no matter what it looked like. Believe me, they all deserved what they got,” Jax mutters, side-eyeing me and sending me his strength and compassion through the look.

Both Hawk and Cole nod in return. We stay silent for a few minutes as we finish getting dressed.

Eventually, Jax suggests we clear the house of supplies and load them up in one of the trucks out front. Thankfully, the guys choose the truck that doesn't have blood sprayed all over the dashboard. Gag.

Cole was right, the place is a mess. I didn’t get a glimpse of it on our way up the stairs last night but now that I’ve seen the total extent of everything I missed outside? Holy hell... Who the hell was I with? John fucking Wick?!

At least you’re safe...

“Well, that’s for damn sure.”