Page 25 of The Never List (Never List #1)
Rylee
A sharp rush of anticipation hits me as I stop for a second, taking in Axl’s loft bedroom. The space is wide and open and airy, with a massive bed pressed against the back wall, royal blue nightstands framing it on either side. There is a cushioned bench at the foot of his bed, and a small shelf of books is tucked in a far corner next to an armchair with blue and gold details. Marks from Jax’s blades are easily identifiable in the wood armrests, and beyond that, next to the shelves of books, is a door connecting to a bathing chamber. A plaster half wall completes the room, overlooking the rest of the house below.
I hear slow, heavy footsteps on the stairs behind me, sending a jolt of pure excitement down the center of me.
“Ready or not, here we come,” Axl calls, his voice wolfish.
I grab the hem of my top and haul it over my head, making quick work of the cotton pants next. He told me to be naked and sprawled on his bed, but I feel like pushing his limits. So, instead, I lean against the armrest of the chair in the corner.
Axl appears first, Kal right on his heels.
A low growl rumbles from Axl’s chest when he finds me leaning against the chair. “Naughty kitten,” he says, sucking his teeth and shaking his head.
Heat courses through my veins. My breasts feel full and heavy, desperate to be touched.
Axl slowly peels off his clothes, glancing at Kal, who does the same. Soon, both are bare to me, hard and ready. The sight, not to mention the power mounting in the small loft bedroom, makes my breath catch in my lungs. My core throbs with anticipation the longer they stand there. My body knows exactly what Kal can do to me on his own…but him and Axl together?
Goddess save me.
Axl twirls his finger in the air. “Turn around, kitten,” he demands, and my muscles go liquid. I do as I’m told. “Bend over the arm.”
I’m trembling as I grab a pillow from the center of the chair, positioning it on the wooden arm before I drape myself over it, unable to see them, my body totally vulnerable in this position. I flash a glance over my shoulder, finding them both looking at me with greedy, hungry expressions.
Axl tilts his head toward Kal. “You want first take?”
Kal’s eyes rake over my body. “You know I like to watch,” he says, and the words send tendrils of heat spiraling through me. He nods toward me, urging Axl to cross the space between us.
Axl lightly drags his fingers down my spine, over my hips, and back up toward the base of my neck. Slow, torturous touches that raise chills along my skin. “You disobeyed me twice,” he says before stepping behind me, folding his body over mine. His powerful chest presses against my back as he brings his lips to the shell of my ear. “Do you think you can handle the consequences?”
A warm shiver has me quivering against him, wiggling my hips to try and feel any part of him. I turn my head, eyeing him over my shoulder. “I can handle whatever you two can give,” I say, my voice more confident than I’ve ever heard it before.
What are they doing to me?
Axl reaches up and tangles my hair in his hand, winding it around until the pressure tips my head back. A blast of panic soars through me at the exposed position—one good study, and he’ll see the cloud mark on the back of my neck. The makeup covering it no doubt washed off in the ocean earlier.
I could stop this right now. I know Axl would back off if I told him to. But my body is buzzing, my soul stretching taut, the connection to both the men in the room so solid and strong, I don’t say a fucking word.
If this seals my fate, then so be it.
“Let’s find out,” Axl says, grazing his bearded cheek against mine before drawing back to stand behind me. He keeps his grip on my hair, successfully ensuring I don’t break his hold before he smooths his free hand over the globe of my ass.
Then he smacks it with enough of a sting that a blast of pleasure rocks through me. I sigh, pushing back against him, desperate to feel him between my thighs.
“That’s one, kitten,” he says, then teases my other cheek before smacking it, too.
This one draws a moan from my lips, and I grip the pillow so hard I can hear the fabric scratch beneath my nails.
“Two,” he says, unwinding my hair and letting it fall in messy waves over my back. He shifts behind me, kneeling as he palms my ass. “Look how beautiful her skin marks, Kal,” he says, and I spare a glance to where Kal is intently watching us.
Kal wets his lips, eyes on my skin, which I’m guessing is puckered and red from Axl’s hands. “Almost like she wants our marks on her,” he says, his voice guttural.
I shiver as Axl plants a kiss over the sting, gliding his tongue over each mark before nipping gently at the hurt. I arch against the contrasting sensations, my pulse skittering as he slides his hands over my ass and around my hips.
“Fuck.” Axl glides a finger through my heat. “You’re drenched, kitten.”
“Axl,” I beg. “Please.” I rock against his hand, trying to soothe the throbbing ache.
“Such manners,” Kal says from behind us. “That should be rewarded, don’t you think, Axl?”
“Absolutely,” Axl answers, teasing me with his fingers.
Goddess damn me, the way they speak to each other with such effortless confidence and control has a white-hot knot tightening in my core.
“You want to come, kitten?” Axl asks, working his fingers in tight circles over my swollen flesh.
I nod, breathless.
Kal strides over, shifting me as he sits in the chair, so I’m now facing him at eye level. I brace my hands on either side of the chair, with Axl still behind me. Kal’s lips are a mere inch from mine, those blue eyes roaming over every part of my face before flicking to Axl. “Make her come, Axl,” he orders. “I want to watch her unravel in your hands.”
His words set me on fire, and Axl dips one finger inside me, then two, stroking with a slow, torturous tempo. His free hand roams over my bare back before swinging around to my breasts. He palms one before pinching my nipple at the same time he presses the heel of his palm against that sensitive bundle of nerves, curling those two fingers inside me in a come-hither motion.
“Axl.” I breathe his name, my muscles winding tight as I clench around him. I’m looking into Kal’s eyes, watching him as he watches Axl fuck me with his hand, and it’s the most exhilarating thing I’ve ever experienced in my life. My skin hums, my head spinning as Axl pushes me toward the edge. I’ve never been so happy I asked Kal to come with me. The two of them together are…perfection.
I rock back against Axl’s hand, gripping the armchair for stability as I feel like I’m about to spin right off this plane. Kal dips his head, sweeping his tongue into my mouth at the same time Axl presses against my center, and the sensations consume me in a way that shoves me right over the edge in a free fall. I moan into Kal’s mouth, my orgasm ripping through me in a delicious tear that makes me shake and clench around Axl’s fingers.
I can barely catch my breath while Kal kisses me, claiming my mouth in primal strokes. Axl gently pulls out of me, spreading my wetness on my oversensitive flesh before taking a few steps away. I hiss at the loss of contact, cool air bursting chills over my skin in his absence.
“Stunning,” Kal says, drawing his mouth from mine. He holds my chin in one strong hand, devouring me with his eyes. He glances behind me to Axl. “I could watch you make her come every single day.”
The implications of that statement make me shudder. Does he mean it? Does he want this forever?
Stop, stop, stop. I will not ruin this hazy, lusty bliss with reality.
“You’re about to watch it again,” Axl says. “Bring her here.”
I’m about to protest, about to say that I can walk, but Kal moves too fast. One second, I’m bent in front of him; the next, I’m in Kal’s arms as he crosses the room, stopping at the bench that rests at the foot of Axl’s bed.
My heart pounds in my chest as Kal settles me on the bench on my hands and knees, my ass pointed toward Axl, my mouth eye level with Kal’s length.
Axl leans over, planting a row of kisses down my back. Sparkling bubbles tingle in my blood at the soft, teasing touch. “You’re going to take us both now, kitten,” Axl says against my skin, dragging his teeth down and nipping my ass before he rises up behind me. “And you’re going to take every last drop we give you. Understand?”
My core throbs in response to his words. I’ve never been more on board, more ready to dive headfirst into whatever they want. It’s exhilarating, being spoken to and taken care of in this way.
“Give me all of it,” I answer.
Axl nudges my legs apart with his thigh, wasting no time at all to sink fully inside me. I moan from the force of it, shivering around him as he glides in with ease.
“Fuck,” he groans. “Kal, this needy girl fits me so well.”
“I know,” Kal answers before glancing down at me. “Open your mouth, love.”
I do as I’m told, trembling as Kal tangles his fingers in my hair and guides his shaft into my mouth.
Goddess, they both fill me so completely, I can hardly breathe around the sensation. Kal works himself in and out of my mouth, making my eyes water. The position I’m in doesn’t allow for much leverage or movement. I’m entirely at the mercy of these two powerful men, and my body hums at the submission.
“Her mouth,” Kal says, his fingers tightening in my hair.
Axl grips my hips, slamming into me from behind, each stroke winding me into tight knots of heat. “Next time,” he says. “But right now, I want you right where I have you. I’m going to mark you again and again.”
I moan around Kal, my orgasm building.
“Fuck.” Kal growls at the sensation, so I do it again, relishing the way he shudders. My jaw is straining, and the pain only adds to the pleasure.
Axl increases his speed, as if Kal’s loss of control spurs him on, until they’ve both found a rhythm that leaves me breathless. And then Axl reaches around and touches my most sensitive spot before a small burst of water swirls around the swollen area with the perfect amount of pressure. The sensation is such a shock, it ignites a spark inside me that shatters . I clench hard around Axl, his thrusts drawing out my orgasm so much, I whimper around Kal.
“I’m coming,” Kal says, shifting away, but I grab his thigh and pull him deeper. He groans before he spills himself into my mouth, and I swallow every drop of him down just as I was told.
“Fuck.” Axl ups the pace of his water swirling against my sensitive flesh while pounding into me from behind. “That was hot to watch.”
The relentless pressure is winding me up all over again. My body is a mess of tingles and sparks as I come, this time with an almost sharp brilliance that makes me gasp for breath as Kal slides out of my mouth.
Axl pistons his hips, following my release with his own. The water vanishes as he slows his thrusts, working us down from the high, all while Kal watches with a hazed sort of satisfaction.
“You’re such a good fucking girl,” Kal says, gently gripping my chin. His praise sends warmth rippling all over my delicate nerves.
Axl pulls out of me, and before I can stand I’m in Kal’s arms, being swept toward the bed. Axl disappears for a moment and reappears with a warm cloth to clean me up, then himself, then Kal.
Watching him take care of all of us has my heart in my throat and my head in the clouds. My body is entirely spent, exhaustion settling in my muscles so much, I’m not sure I can move. But seeing him do that… It makes me want them all over again.
How is that possible?
Axl deposits the cloth in the bathing chamber, returning to the bed just after Kal has made sure I drink some water. I lie against Kal’s chest, and Axl snuggles close behind me, enveloping me in the most amazing, powerful embrace I’ve ever experienced.
“If that’s my punishment for being bad,” I say, my voice full of a sleepy sort of lust, “you’re not giving me much incentive to behave.”
Axl’s laugh rumbles against my back, sending warm shivers dancing over my skin. “I’ll have to go harder on you next time.”
I bite back a smile, glancing over my shoulder. “Promise?”
His golden eyes blaze with amusement. “Brave little kitten,” he says.
Kal runs his fingers through my hair, the touch so caring, so relaxing, my eyes grow heavy. “Rest up, love,” he whispers. “You’ll need it for the morning.”
Awareness cascades through my body, but it’s not enough to haul me from the deep state of relaxation they’ve put me in, and I fall asleep with their scents and the sounds of their breathing ensuring no nightmares come to haunt me.