Page 31 of Resurrection (Devil Dogs of the Apocalypse #3)

Jax

Oh my fuck…

I swear, every time I think we’ve reached our collective peak when it comes to sexual exploration, the summit just gets higher and higher.

I’ve read my share of so called, ‘cliterature,’ and, let’s face it, I’m a guy.

Of course I’ve had terabytes of porn saved on thumb drives over the years. But holy Hell!

Cole’s a fucking snake in the grass, if I ever saw one.

Aly doesn’t get the chance to regain her senses as Hawk lays down on the ground next to her hips.

Without warning he grabs them, her soft flesh pliant under his strong grip as he lifts her clean off the ground and deposits her directly on top of his mouth…

facing me . Aly’s jaw drops— shocked at his easy manhandling of her—a sharp gasp of arousal escaping her lips.

The sound, as well as her half-lidded bedroom eyes staring directly at my cock, increases my arousal exponentially.

She’s just far enough away that her hands are barely able to brace themselves when I place them on my thighs, but it’s enough to keep her steady and grounded for when Hawk devours her entirely.

She looks up at me then, her soft eyes wide with excitement as she mutters, ‘ Fuck...’

Hawk doesn’t wait until she gets situated, diving right in and lapping at her cunt as if her juices hold the secret to life.

Fuck, the way he’s devouring her, they probably do.

I certainly wouldn’t disagree. His hands, splayed wide on her hips and ass, hold her tightly to his face, keeping her from bucking off or moving away.

Hawk wants her to sit, and sit she shall, until he’s damn good and ready to let her lift up.

Self-asphyxiation is the farthest thing on his mind right now.

She opens her mouth on a scream and I can’t hold back anymore.

I grab her face and lean down, capturing her lips with mine.

Her hips begin grinding fervently over Hawk the moment we touch.

The little pants she lets out against my mouth make my cock strain even more.

I can’t get enough of her. I’m about to just lift her up and set her down on my dick—show her just what she does to me and how much I crave her—but I stop, holding back both myself and my overly eager dick, when I see Cole move.

Kneeling behind her, he straddles Hawk’s hips. They’re both down to their boxer briefs, erections painfully obvious on both of them, and from the way Cole positions himself over Hawk, they’re directly in line, one on top of the other .

I’m not sure if they talked about this prior to, but over the past few months they’ve grown more and more comfortable with blurring the lines between them. I say, good for them. It’s the end of the world, go for it.

Cole lifts a hand and smacks her ass… hard, the sharp whap making her flesh jiggle in the most enticing way. “You’re going to fucking love this, princess.”

Hawk growls and groans beneath her at the movement as he continues feasting on her. She yelps and looks back at Cole as he lowers his face closer and closer, squeezing that plump ass in both hands, spreading her cheeks for him. He sticks out his tongue with a sly smirk, holding her gaze as he….

Her eyes just about bug out of their sockets when she registers what he’s doing. Confusion, acceptance, and ultimately lust show from their depths. She likes it, just as he said she would. “Oooh. That’s… Holy shit… Fuck… Oh my God,” she pants, absolutely loving what the guys are doing to her.

I can’t take it anymore. In a muddled, uncoordinated sweep, I pull the rest of my clothes from my body, chucking every bit of them off into the corner somewhere before lowering myself to a kneeling position on the floor in front of her.

Her lust-filled eyes stare back at me, fully blissed-out as I fist my cock, taking in the pure rapture in her gaze at having my brothers tend to her every need.

Almost without a thought, she opens her mouth wide and sticks her tongue out—an invitation for me to fuck her face while Hawk and Cole indulge her dark fantasies.

It’s tempting, but I’m not going to be the only one not contributing to her pleasure.

I spin around and lay on the floor under her, sixty-nine style. From this position, I can work with Hawk, pleasuring her clit with my fingers, as well as play with her tits—squeeze them, pinch them, kiss and suck on them—kiss the curve of her hip and belly. And if she wants to, she can...

“ Oh fuck .”

She did. I didn’t know if she’d be able to reach it, I’m a pretty tall guy, but holy shit she’s fucking determined.

The soft laps of her tongue across my cock as she sucks on the tip send shockwaves throughout my body.

More than once, I feel as if I’m about to pass out from the intense surge.

It’s when she grabs the base of my cock and begins pumping in tandem that I just might.

“So good. Fucking hell, baby. That’s so good,” I groan, grasping her hair and pulling back so I can see her beautiful face as she takes me.

Together, we’re a symphony of carnality. Groans, growls, mewls, moans, and every note in between present and accounted for. The filthy sounds emanating from us are as if we’re possessed by demons. Hungry, focused, consumed. And through it all, a sudden rustling of fabric becomes noticeable.

If I’m naked, and Aly’s naked…

Tilting my head back as far as I can while still under Aly, I’m able to look at Hawk’s face. His eyes are squeezed tightly shut, the veins in his neck straining under his skin as he laps at our girl, but his body is rocking steadily, almost like…

“Oh fuck. Yes. Just like that. Don’t stop. Don’t you fucking stop,” Hawk pleads, ripping his lips away from Aly to say the words. A gasping prayer... but to whom? Curiously, I arch my back, shifting my head and upper body out from under Aly, just to see what’s going on out there. And... holy fuck…

Cole and Hawk are dry humping each other like there’s no tomorrow. Their hard cocks are pressed tightly between their naked hips and stomachs, bumping and grinding their pleasure as they continue to mutually gorge themselves on Aly.

“Oh my God, Cole… Hawk… That feels so good!” Aly pants.

Just then, without notice, Aly swallows me whole, the tip of my cock feeling the intense squeeze as she takes me even deeper than imaginable.

My eyes immediately retreat to the back of my head.

With my body angled this way, she’s somehow contorted herself to be able to take my shaft all the way down her throat.

“Oh… fuck me. Good girl… Good girl…” The deep growl emanating from my throat is purely feral.

I can’t stop my hand as it dives into her hair, holding her against me with a tight grip.

“Just like that. Take it all the way down.” And she does.

Over and over again. I feel as if she’s pulling my soul from my body, drawing out my very essence but I don’t care.

She can fucking have it. “Oh, shit…Keep going... Keep going... Fuck me . That feels amazing. Don’t fucking stop.

” I’m breathless as I wrap my other arm around her waist from beneath her, squeezing us together as tightly as possible as she wrecks my cock with her skilled mouth. Goddamn she’s gotten good at this.

She takes me all the way down again, holding me deep in her throat and allowing me to drive my hips up against her mouth.

I know it’s gotta hurt—my dick spearing her throat with every hard thrust—but her demanding moans keep me going.

I start to slow down when she seems to be gagging too much, but apparently Aly won’t have any of that, either.

No. Instead, she grabs my ass from under me and squeezes, prompting me to use her throat as she powers through.

“Fuck, I’m coming. Aly, fuck, just like that.

Take it. Take it ,” I grunt just before blowing my load deep down her throat.

She swallows all of it, breathing heavily as she comes up for air afterward.

A loud moan follows almost immediately, careening out of her mouth, forcing my eyes to open just as hers cross.

“Fuck me!!! Don’t stop!” Aly screams out.

“What was that? What am I doing to you, Aly? Did you say I’m fucking you?” Cole asks as he pulls back a second before spreading her cheeks wider, spitting on her tight little hole before diving back in.

“No…You’re… Fuck … You’re licking me…,” Aly replies, her words stuttered and clipped. I bring both my hands up to her back, massaging them up and down her soft skin as she tries to comply .

“Where, Aly? Tell us where,” Cole continues, taunting her.

“Hawk’s eating my pussy and… oh God… You’re... You’re licking my... my ass,” she stutters, barely able to form the words. She’s close. The tremor in her voice telling us it’s just a few more seconds before she...

“OH FUCK!” She comes, hot and hard, with both my friends’ tongues in her holes.

“Yes! That’s our dirty girl!” Cole smacks her ass again, praising her as she comes down from her high. “Fucking love it,” he continues, his hips still undulating on top of Hawk. Whether they realize it or not, Hawk’s returning the movement, chasing their orgasms and blind to everything else.

But Aly’s not blind. And she hasn’t forgotten the last bit of her request. Lying on my stomach, drained and satiated for the moment, she musters just enough energy to command them.

“Don’t come!”

Their movements hesitate at her command. “What?!” Hawk exclaims, barely holding it together if his staggered breaths are anything to go by.

“Don’t come! I’m not done with you, yet.”

You can hear the sadistic smile coating her words as they drip from her lips .

Both Cole and Hawk pause their race to the finish line, their breaths sharp and pierced as I watch them strangle their cocks into submission.

“Oh, you beautiful temptress. You wonderfully vicious woman,” Cole worships, his eyes holding nothing but love and adoration for Aly’s brutal turn of events.

“It’ll be a cold day in Hell before I forget this evening.

I can guarantee that.” He ends his taunt by sticking his tongue in his cheek, looking Aly up and down while groaning as he squeezes his dick one last time.

With jerking movements, he lumbers over to the side, removing himself from Hawk’s lap.

Aly, no longer partially pinned between the two, gingerly lifts her hips so Hawk can crawl out from under her.

Silently, and ever so carefully, he marches his unfulfilled and overly horny ass over to Cole’s side, muttering “ Fuck!” under his breath, over and over again, as he forces himself to comply with her request. His hair’s a damn mess, strands mussed this way and that, and his face is flushed a deep crimson red, every inch absolutely glistening with Aly’s sweet juices.

His eyes are wild with barely restrained arousal. And when I look down…