Page 30 of Resurrection (Devil Dogs of the Apocalypse #3)

After a few excruciatingly drawn-out seconds, Hawk nods affirmatively and moves to begin, enthusiasm overflowing within him, but before he moves a single foot, Cole places his hand on his chest, stopping him in his tracks. Fully confused, Hawk turns to Cole. “What’s up, man? Chickening out?”

“Not at all. I just think our little princess might be hiding one more...teeny... tiny , little thing in that beautiful head of hers.” He turns his gaze back to me. “Come on, now, gorgeous. Don’t make me beg.”

“Ooooooh, he’s an evil demon. A fucking sex demon. I swear. How. HOW does he just… know?! ”

“Well, since you asked so nicely, would you like the clinical answer or the dirty one?” Cole lifts his lips into that dirty smirk of his, and stalks around me in a hazy circle of lust and sin.

His fingertips ghost over my skin as he surrounds me with his presence, and speaks before I find my words since he’s stupefied me once again.

“Clinically, I know because of your tells. Those little quirks you don’t even realize you do.

But I do. Your palms have begun to shake from the adrenaline coursing through them.

You’re excited that we’re about to devour your pussy and ass like our own fucking buffet.

I can see the blood vessel in your neck jumping with anticipation as your heartrate increases higher.

.. and higher. I bet your pussy is clenching right now, begging for you to sit on our faces and grind yourself down until we can’t breathe anymore.

Not that we’d need air, though. We’d gladly suffocate and die to bring you to heaven.

But the biggest tell of all, the one that made it obvious that you’re even more of a kinky little slut for us than even you could ever think, was when you bit your lip and hesitated after your initial request. You only do that when I need to coax something out of you.

To push you past your limits. It’s your subtle queue begging me subconsciously to help you through it. ”

Hawk steps away from us, looking just as surprised as both Jax and myself seem to be. “What the fuck, Sherlock?!”

“Oh, you don’t want to know what I’ve discovered about you from your little fidgets, Hawk.

I don’t think you’re ready for that revelation just yet.

” Cole draws his lower lip into his mouth, piercing the flesh between his teeth with taunting satisfaction, before locking his eyes on mine again, his voice lowering down an octave as he speaks.

“The dirty answer, however, is simply because you’re our woman.

You didn’t settle for one man. No…You chose to have three men at your beck and call, at your feet, ready and willing to worship you however you may want.

You’re open-minded, explorative, and have a kinky streak to rival the dirtiest of minds.

While a cunni-battle is hot as fuck, I know there’s always going to be more that you’re curious about and want to try.

You have three men. The scenarios are infinite. And you will always want more.”

Fuck…

“Holy fuck, Doc…,” Hawk says as he readjusts his hands behind his back—a feeble attempt to hide any potential queues he might unknowingly be providing our resident Doc. Cole simply raises one side of his mouth in a crooked smile before prompting me to continue with my fantasies.

“What’ll it be, gorgeous? And don’t worry, Hawk, you don’t need to do what she asks unless you want to.” Cole brings his attention back to me, his eyes darkening to pitch black. “I, however, have no such hesitation... with whatever you might bring to the table, princess.”

Oooh, sweet mother of orgasms. This is the best day EVER !

Hawk blows out a breath, psyching himself up for what I might say while Cole is as cool as a cucumber.

Well… can’t say he didn’t ask for it…

“Ok... After you both feast on me...,” I move to Jax, straddling him on the couch, my hooded eyes beckoning him to slake my thirst, “I want Jax to fuck me... to have all of me, however he wants...” Jax grunts, thrusting his hips under me while tightening his grasp on my waist. The pressure he exerts on my core has me gasping with anticipation as I return my gaze to the others, pure sadistic joy dripping from its depths.

“...while you and Hawk are only allowed to stare at each other as he takes me. There will be no front seat to my undoing. No looking on to see how I ache and beg for him to press deeper, thrust harder, or to fuck me faster.” Suddenly, Jax buries his face into my chest, gasping as his fingers travel the expanse of my flesh.

My hands lift in response, cradling him against me.

“Only a peripheral guide to act as your erotic muse. You’ll not be able to touch yourselves for any sort of relief.

Consider it payback for all those times you made me wait.

I want you to writhe in anguish at the fact that you can only hear your best friend destroy what belongs to all of you.

Then, and only once he’s finished, will you have the opportunity to take me and meet out your vindictive justice for what I’ve put you through. If you can last that long, that is.”

Cole smiles, chuckling low in his chest. “There it is.” In a flash, his grip surrounds my throat and pulls me from Jax’s arms, power emanating from his hand.

His energy, screaming dominance as well as submission in this special case.

“Now that… is a good girl. You used your words so well. And because you expressed yourself so eloquently…,” He releases my throat, only to grip my shirt instead.

He lifts it slowly, torturing the fabric over my heated skin, until it’s nothing but a discarded pile on the floor.

My pants and underwear share the same fate.

Naked and trembling with need, I wait while Cole taunts me with his extended perusal of my exposed body. It’s as if I can feel his gaze travel down every inch of me. The electricity passing between us amps up my arousal so intensely, I become lightheaded with lust.

The pressure on my neck returns as Cole pushes me down to the carpet.

“Go ahead, princess. Lay your fine ass down on the floor and spread those legs wide enough to fit two starving men in between them. Get comfortable. We’re not coming up for air until we’re drenched.

” He winks at Hawk, and as I glance in the same direction, he’s practically dancing in place, ready and excited to begin.

I can’t see Jax from my position, but from the muffled, “ Fuuuuuuuck,” I can only assume he’s just as excited as the rest of us.

Before I’m even able to settle in my space on the carpet, Cole brings two pillows over, placing one underneath my head and another under my hips, elevating them off the floor.

He kisses my inner thigh but nothing else before rising up and taking his place, kneeling next to Hawk.

They share a look, remove their shirts, and then Cole says, “On three?”

“Fuck, yeah. Let’s do this,” Hawk responds, licking his lips and rubbing his hands together eagerly.

“One…”

“Two… ”

“Three…”

They rush me, barreling their faces into my core, and fighting with each other for rights to my most intimate of areas.

They’re practically feral. I can feel their tongues tangle, teeth clash, and the deep growls coming from their throats.

One look down and I almost come on the spot.

The small space they’ve forced their large bodies into has them pressed chest to chest. Their mouths in such close proximity, one more half-an-inch and it would be like they’re kissing each other while going down on me.

Fuck, maybe they are. I certainly wouldn’t be opposed to it.

Whatever it is they’re doing, I know one thing for certain: they’re definitely enjoying this as much as I am.

The combined pressure of their tongues and mouths are deliciously perfect on my sensitive pussy, even though their demeanor towards each other is outwardly aggressive.

When one tops the other and takes center position, the other laughs and dives right back in.

I lose track of whose tongue is whose at some points but who cares? This is fucking amazing.

A loud moan escapes me as I throw my head back onto the pillow in unrestrained euphoria.

The way I’m positioned, I’m perpendicular to the couch, with Cole and Hawk in front of me, gorging themselves on everything I have to offer.

As I crane my head backwards, I see Jax fisting his hard cock, making long, powerful strokes up and down its length.

His mouth is wide open, jaw dropped at the sight of his best friends fighting each other for eating rights.

It’s hot. It’s carnal. It’s absolutely perfect.

“Oh, God! Holy shit, I’m coming!” The precipice of my orgasm comes hard and fast between staring at Jax’s intense gaze and the continuous alternating laps and licks given to me by Hawk and Cole.

I’m unable to control it, my hips buck up to their faces as they both work in tandem.

Hawk flattens his tongue over my clit, pressing hard circles back and forth while Cole spears my pussy deeply with his—no longer fighting, but tag teaming.

I come with a deep, lust-filled groan, and Cole laps up my release with a primal growl of satisfaction.

My breathing is hard, and it’s difficult to focus.

But when I do, Cole is sporting his smirk again, a silent reassurance that we’re far from done.