Page 129 of The Saviors: Part One

“We’ll make it feel good, I promise.” I grip my cock by the base and rub it against her. “If you don’t want to, that’s fine.”

“I want to.”

I push between her shoulder blades until she’s chest to chest with Cole. Taking a breath to keep my shit together, I line up and start to push inside her. Her body tenses, and Cole slips a hand between them to work her clit. I watch with rapt attention as her body starts to accept both of us.

“Oh fuck,” she whimpers. “Don’t stop. Please.” I keep pushing until my thighs settle against the back of hers and stop to give her time to adjust.

“Fuck, this is tight.”

“No shit,” she breathes. “I have two massive cocks in the same hole.” I wrap my arm under her breasts and pull her against my chest. She looks over her shoulder, and I seal my lips over hers, throwing everything I’ve ever felt into the kiss until her hips are rocking between us. She pulls back with a dazed expression and looks back down at Cole. Wrapping one arm around my neck, her other hand goes to his chest then she starts moving.

Cole and I quickly find a rhythm that has all sorts of noises leaving her mouth. I twist her nipple between my fingers. “I’ve waited my whole life for this,” I admit.

“Fuck,” Cole groans. “Me too.”

“Me three.”

We finally have Chelsea between us, and there’s no going back now. She just cemented herself even more into our lives. No amount of bullshit is going to drag me away from her now.

We start moving faster, and she takes everything that we give her. Cole pulls her back down to his lips and kisses her hard. My hands tighten on her hips when I pull out and slam back inside her. She moans, and it’s all I need to hear. I take my hands and place them on her ass, spreading her open so I can watch my cock disappear inside of her with each thrust. I’m hammering my hips forward, and she’s moving back, begging for more. Our skin is slapping together, and every groan or moan from either one of them is wreaking havoc on my control.

“Yes, Axel. Harder.” Taking her at her word, I slam inside of her so hard that the headboard smacks the wall. “Yes. Yes. Yes,” she chants.

“Jesus Christ,” Cole grunts. Her body tightens up when she comes again, our names falling from her lips. “One more, Cupcake.”

We don’t let up until sweat is slicking all our bodies, and she’s coming again. I’m addicted to her pussy squeezing my cock, and my name echoing around the walls. “One more,” I rasp.

“I don’t know…” Her words dissolve into a moan when I thrust inside her hard.

“You’re almost there, Ladybug.” Cole’s fingers go to her clit, working her fast. “Come on. You’re being such a good girl.”

“Cole. Axel,” she moans. “Fuck!” We start sawing in and out of her, wringing out three more orgasms. “No more.”

“We say how many, Cupcake.” Cole and I keep moving, but her body is moving with us despite her protests. “I want to live inside your pussy.”

“I think Sean and Kai might have something to say about that,” she moans.

“They can fight me.”

Her laugh turns into a gasp when I twist her nipples between my fingers. “I’m going to come,” Cole groans. “Come for us one more time.”

“I’m close. Don’t stop.”

When she comes this time, she drags us both behind her. I shove inside her as far as I can and let go, groaning her name. Cole comes seconds later, half moaning her name. She collapses on his chest. I kiss her spine and pull gently from inside her. Cole turns over so she’s between us on the bed, each of us taking our time to kiss her slowly, whispering how good she did for us.

“This was awesome,” she says, snuggling between us. My eyes catch the scars on her back, and my blood pressure spikes. I had to try my hardest to ignore them while I was inside her so I didn’t ruin everything. But now they’re right in my face, and I can’t wait to get my hands on this motherfucker. I swallow past the lump in my throat and start kissing every single one. When I get to the one that lays against her hip, I close my eyes and lay my lips on it. “Axel?”

“Yeah?”

“It’s okay.” I look up at her, and she has tears rolling down her cheeks, but she’s smiling. When she reaches out and wipes my cheeks, I realize I was crying too. “Come up here.” I get behind her and throw my arm around her waist, locking my hand on Cole’s hip. “I forgive you,” she says softly. “For everything. I just want to move on with our lives.”

“Does your life include us, Ladybug?”

“I want it to.”

I pull her closer and breathe a sigh of relief. She couldn’t push me out of her life now, sex or not.

I’m holding on tight and never letting go.