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Chapter thirty

Jackson

The Loft is dark and quiet when I return.

Aiden’s talking on the phone on the balcony in a pair of sweatpants like he’d been woken from sleep.

The bedroom doors are all closed, which tells me where the others are.

It’s barely after dark, but considering how early we’d started our day and that most of us are still recovering, I’m not surprised.

It’s what I would be doing, if I could.

Grasping the knob to Aiden’s room, I silently ease the door open.

Raegan’s fast asleep in his bed, her hair wild behind her and the rest of her hidden beneath silk sheets.

I draw a steadying breath.

She’s right there. Uninjured.

Unbothered. Safe.

But what Royce made me do.

..

What I’d been powerless to stop.

..

The darkness I keep carefully contained is thrashing within, thirsty for blood.

My body trembles from the adrenaline, the need to hunt him down for what he’s done ever potent.

I can’t sit still while he’s out there.

Can’t let his manipulation of my body, my gift, stand.

I’ve never felt helpless before.

The sight of my blade sinking into her back is a nightmare that haunts me even when I'm awake.

I fist my hand to cease its shaking, but it does nothing to deter the violent energy bursting at the seams for release. If an entire day of training, of pushing myself close to my limit, couldn’t stem the bloodlust, then there’s only one other option if I’m to keep my promise.

It doesn’t matter that this is Aiden’s room and his bed. It’s about time he learned to share.

I leave the door open a crack as my warning to him that she’s not alone once he’s finished with his business, then work quickly to shed my clothes. Crawling over her on the bed, I drag the silk sheet down, slowly revealing her body. She doesn’t stir at the silken caress nor the shifting of the mattress at my movements.

I’m amazed how anyone can sleep through something that I know would wake me in an instant. How blissful sleep must be for them. To not worry about the world around them while in such a vulnerable state.

I lick my lips, ready for a taste of her. We’d talked about this before, about pleasuring the other while they were asleep. It’s always been a fantasy of mine, but when her eyes glowed with excitement at the idea, I knew it wouldn’t be long before I made that dream come true.

I just didn’t expect that moment to be because my control was slipping .

Unfurling my gift, the invisible hands of air whisper over her skin, painting long lines around her curves. Tickling her hair. After retrieving a knife from my clothes, I slice through her bra and underwear, flipping the fabric to the side until there’s nothing between us.

She’s stunning.

Perfect.

I squeeze my hard shaft as it throbs mercilessly, inhaling sharply at the burst of pleasure the action gives me.

Not yet .

Tucking some flyaway strands of hair behind her ear, I trace my thumb over her cheek, her jaw, her neck. “I need you, little one. Your monster needs you.” Her pulse beats steadily, a constant drum that soothes a small part of me, helping to rein me in. I kiss her there, tasting it with a long swipe of my tongue before moving to her breasts. I play with them with my hands, my tongue, my mouth...all the while flicking brief glances to her face to see if this is the moment she wakes.

I scrape my teeth against her hip bone, and she jerks reflexively. Smirking, I continue my descent between her legs, shifting them open and bending at the knees for both of our comfort, then expose her core. I lick her entrance to her clit, dragging the pad of my tongue in a firm stroke that has her legs twitching. It’s an effort to contain my groan as I taste her, breathe her in. She simultaneously soothes the fraying ends of my sanity and ignites them.

I’m both settled and more incensed than before.

She’s mine .

My little one.

…and I’d hurt her.

I eat her pussy without holding back. Whether she wakes at this point or not is moot; because I have her. I’m not going to rest until I have my fill of her. Her cunt clenches when I tongue her entrance, trying to draw me deeper, trying to grasp for something more. My gift continues to play with the rest of her, fondling her breasts, caressing her skin until it’s needy for more attention.

I take my time with her, sucking, nibbling, petting her pussy until she writhes above me, soft moans drawn from her throat though she doesn’t wake. Her body is so responsive, so reactive , to me. A flick of her clit elicits the most visceral jolt. Latching my mouth over it, I suck and lick it while pressing a digit to her entrance. It slides right in, her body slick and welcoming.

“So good, little one. So wet for me, even asleep as you are.”

My rage smooths a little bit more. We’re so close to bringing it to heel.

I need more .

Slipping from the bed to the bathroom, I grab a bottle of lube from Aiden’s toy drawer and lather it over my cock. Even though her body’s aroused, it might not be enough. And the one thing I’ll never do is hurt her.

I shift her to her side, lifting her leg over mine as I wrap around her back. The smell of her vanilla conditioner is mixed with Aiden’s cinnamon body wash, creating a delicious combination that I breathe in deeply, shuddering when I release it. Guiding my dick to her center, I press the tip inside and suck the crook of her neck to block my groan.

I move so, so slowly. Her cunt is still tight, still fighting me, but the lube eases the painstakingly measured progress as her body begins opening for me. I rock my hips, the barest amount of my length rubbing in and out the single inch I’d earned, coaxing her body to grant me more. I can’t restrain the groan this time, the grip of her warm embrace doing something for me that nothing else can. It’s bliss. Ecstasy in its purest form. Inch by inch, I sink deeper until I’m finally seated, my pelvis flush with her pert ass.

Pausing, I pant at the level of control I’d needed to get us here, soaking in the relief of being sheathed inside her as the tension riding me slackens.

Footsteps warn me of his approach, but it doesn’t stop me.

I roll my hips against her, my dick rubbing her inner walls and drawing a breathy moan from her lips right as a blade nicks my neck. Smirking, I pause to address him. “Before you lose your temper, she agreed to this.”

Aiden is furious. The emotions he normally controls so well, the indifferent or stern mask he always wears, is gone. I’m not sure if words will be enough to pierce through the anger that’s consumed him, but I keep talking to make him see that our girl isn’t afraid of trying new things. She’s not afraid to put herself at our mercy, to be vulnerable for us. I know he’s afraid of doing the things he wants with her, but he shouldn’t be. He only needs to ask her to be sure.

“See how she likes it?” I whisper huskily, grinding into her and teasing her clit with my slick thumb. Her body moves against mine, seeking more friction as her breathing quickens. “How she begs for more?” The blade moves with my Adam’s apple when I swallow.

Raegan moans louder, pushing against my thumb as I circle her harder, faster. Her eyes slit open.

“Sorry, little one. I couldn’t wait.” I don’t stop, moving my hips faster even if the side of Aiden’s sword grazes and cuts my neck from the motion.

Raegan nods, her hips matching mine, before she notices Aiden and falters.

“Are you staying or leaving?” I ask.

He takes her in, watching her writhe with pleasure on my cock and without argument. He removes his sword.

Raegan reaches a hand to him. “Let me see.”

His sweatpants do nothing to hide his fully erect cock that I realize she’s referring to.

I don’t know if he would have left if she hadn’t said something, but Aiden closes the door and stays.

She moves her arm to the edge of the bed, directing him where she wants to see him better, and he pulls a chair up to sit in. Aiden frees his cock, stroking it with eyes only for her.

I chuckle into her nape. “You can’t see him very well from here, can you?”

“No.”

Shuffling us around, I put her on her hands and knees facing Aiden and then drive back into her sweet cunt from behind. “Put your hands on his thighs, little one. Get closer. But don’t touch.”

Aiden frowns when he hears me, but something on her face seems to stop him from countering .

I pull her hips up higher, pushing her shoulders down so her panting breath will hit his cock, and then I slam into her. “Do you want to taste him?”

“Yes!”

“He put a sword to my neck. I think he should be punished, don’t you?”

Raegan hesitates. She wants him too, but it’s further proof of how much she trusts me when she answers, “Yes.”

That’s all I needed to hear.

I fuck her with single-minded intensity after that, trusting that she’ll keep herself from touching his dick even as close as she is. Even as much as she’s probably drooling for a taste. As he pumps his cock in her face and wishes for her mouth.

“Oh, Jack! Fuck! Yes!” She releases a strangled cry, her body clamping down on my dick and almost making me come before I’m ready. I clench my jaw, forcefully holding it back until her pussy lets me go.

Retracting myself from her, I whisper in her ear, “Go sit in his lap for waiting patiently.”

She nods, doing exactly as directed so she’s straddling him. He watches her, completely enamored by our goddess, as she sinks over him. Aiden’s eyes shutter. Close. That’s about as much as he can handle restraining his control-freak tendencies because his eyes snap open, and he grabs her hips, driving his cock into her with unrelenting force. Raegan’s head falls back, eyes closed, and mouth open on a voiceless moan.

Grabbing the lube, I squeeze the bottle over her lower back, guiding it to her other hole and circling the entrance. I add more. And more. Then, push the excess inside.

“Oh, fuck!”

I keep working the lube into her hole, spreading it around, pushing deeper once her body accepts it until I’m two fingers deep in her ass. I scissor my fingers, stretching her hole and then pushing them in and out. “I’m taking this next time,” I breathe against the shell of her ear.

She convulses, her body stuttering out of rhythm, but Aiden holds her still as he keeps going until he drags her down his shaft one final time. Raegan collapses against him, panting for air.

I give her a short break, washing my hands before I return, bending where she’s resting her face on Aiden’s shoulder. “Can you handle one more, little one?”

She pushes herself up, nodding emphatically even as Aiden protests. “Yeah.”

Smiling, I help her on the bed.

“Wait.” Aiden fixes his sweatpants and goes to the bathroom, reappearing with lacy underwear.

I’m busy fixing the pillows and positioning her where I want her when he holds the tiny thing with more gaping holes than lace out to Raegan. “Give me your legs,” he commands. It isn’t until both feet are through and he’s tugging it up for her that I see what it is.

Crotchless, vibrating underwear.

I test it out, dragging my dick through her folds as I hold her back to my front by her throat and hips. I’m pleased to find that it doesn’t interfere, her and Aiden’s cum coating my shaft. The buzz of the vibrator travels through her, tingling my dick when I get close.

I notch at her entrance, meeting Aiden’s gaze before I take her. He grabs the back of her head and crashes his lips to hers at the same time as I push inside. He swallows her groan, locking it in her throat where I can still feel it.

My fingers twitch over her neck, tightening as I move mercilessly to purge the pent-up frustration, shame, and anger. Aiden’s still kissing her, still toying with the varying pulses of the vibrator as her body quakes, trapped between the two of us.

It’s a good look.

Her pussy quivers like a flickering of pressure to warn me she’s close. I tell Aiden as much, and he breaks their kiss to hold her chin. “Look at me when you come on his cock.”

Raegan screams, her body stiffening in an instant and choking my dick. It spurs my orgasm, ropes of cum spurting into her and leaking down my balls.

Before I can catch my breath, Aiden’s peeling Raegan from me and cradling her. “Wash off before you get any of that on my sheets.”

My laugh comes out as a huff, too tired for anything more before I follow them to the bathroom. I help him wash Raegan first, and then we take turns holding her and washing ourselves. She’s in a daze, tired and dick-drunk, and curls into my chest while Aiden finishes.

We sandwich her under the sheets, each of us with an arm or hand on her while I bury my face in her hair, kissing her shoulder and falling asleep to her intoxicating scent.