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CHAPTER 50

ADAM

M ax is screaming and writhing underneath Drew while I use the lube I brought to prep him with one finger and then two. He keeps a steady pace fucking Max, but I know it’s driving them both insane. Not quite enough and they’re both greedy for more.

They’re similar in that way, always wanting more. Greedy sluts wanting to be used, and tonight that’s exactly what they’re going to get. I’m rock hard watching them, and especially when Caine feeds his cock into Max’s mouth.

Drew must be watching the same thing I am because he groans loudly as Caine doesn’t take it easy thrusting into Max’s needy mouth. I can’t take waiting anymore, feeling how hard I am. I need to feel the tight warmth of Drew to relieve me.

I coat my dick in lube, fighting myself to make sure it’s covering my entire erection. I spread Drew’s cheeks apart, which makes him thrust into Max again.

I chuckle, pressing the tip of my dick to his back entrance. “You ready for me?”

He groans in response, and I think I hear Max mumble something around Caine, but I don’t take the time to try and figure it out. I’m pressing against Drew, giving him time to adjust.

He pauses, dropping his head against Max’s chest, and with the way she moves underneath him, I think he’s pulled one of her nipples into his mouth. His hands fist the sheets next to her as I push further in.

“Oh fuck, that feels… shit,” Drew groans.

Caine thrusts forward, burying himself deeper in Max’s throat while letting out a guttural sound of pleasure. I can’t help but bury more of myself into Drew as well.

We’re all a pile of need and want as our moans mix together while finding our own paces. Max takes both Drew and Caine like she was made to. Drew takes me like he’s never wanted anything more.

When I’m buried to the hilt, I let out a moan. I barely keep myself from collapsing on his back, and only because I don’t want to crush Max. Especially since I’m not sure if she can even breathe with the way Caine is fucking her throat. The wet, sloppy sounds of her mouth around him while he looks down at her, watching her take it with feral need.

I grip Drew’s hips, bracing myself against him before pulling back and slamming forward, which causes him to do the same into Max. I’ve shared partners before, but never like this and this is easily the hottest thing I’ve ever experienced. The way we all start to move together, noises blending, bodies moving.

It’s all so natural, like we were meant to be like this and I’m not going to last long. Based on the sounds coming from Drew, I know he’s not either.

Especially when he starts to beg, and I fucking love the sound of it.

“Fuck, I’m so close, I’m going to come. Max, I need you to get there.” Drew grinds out.

She moans around Caine while Drew angles himself slightly and I know it’s to get his pelvis to rub against her clit, and I use my grip on him as leverage and fuck into him harder. My thrusts into him make him thrust into her, and it’s like I’m fucking them both at the same time. It only adds to the moment, I’m groaning and losing my pace as I’m lost in the entire moment.

Max cries out around Caine’s cock, and I know she’s coming from the way Drew loses himself, moving and moaning as he finds his own release, burying himself inside her while he comes. Caine isn’t far behind, shouting while he fills up her throat, and that’s what does it for me, my own release consuming me. My hips are flush against Drew’s ass as I come, barely holding myself up above him and I feel like my orgasm goes on forever.

We all come down in a sweaty pile and I remove myself from Drew’s body first. With the way he doesn’t move from on top of Max, I’m wondering if they’re just going to stay like that. Caine kneels next to the bed, turning Max’s face toward him, kissing her so hard I can feel the intensity from here.

I tap Drew on the back, and he grumbles something with his face buried in Max’s chest.

“Get up,” I demand.

He doesn’t move, and Caine separates from Max’s mouth long enough to glare up at Drew. Clearly, he’s thinking the same thing as me when it comes to Max.

I slap Drew a little harder on the back. “Up, we need to take care of our girl.”

That gets him to move this time, rolling onto his back on the bed and I see her dazed, sated smile as she looks up at me.

“Come on, baby girl, let’s get you cleaned up.” I wrap an arm around her back and under her knees to carry her into the bathroom.

She hums in my arms, loosely wrapping hers around my neck as she nuzzles into my chest, and I swear I hear, “Yes Daddy.”

That’s never been a kink I thought I had before. But hearing the words come from her mouth have me ready to drop her onto the floor and fuck her again. It’s going to have to wait, though, because she’s exhausted and I need time to reset anyway.

Drew and Caine follow us into the large bathroom, and even though I want to do this part on my own, I don’t fight it because aftercare isn’t just for her, and I know that. I also know that I want to be selfish with her sometimes. Like right now.

Instead of starting an argument and ruining the moment, I turn the shower on, and it’s large enough for all of us to fit in. Without paying much attention to Caine and Drew, I carry Max in and set her down gently. She sways on her feet, and I keep an arm wrapped around her as the hot water pelts our skin.

I can tell when Caine and Drew enter as well because the air seems thicker. Caine steps up behind her and doesn’t pay me any attention while he guides Max’s head back, letting the water run over her long red hair. She closes her eyes as he works his fingers into her scalp with the shampoo I didn’t even see him grab.

She’s still gripping my forearms but swaying back slightly toward Caine. I just watch the suds fall down her body, over her neck, down her chest, over the perfect pink puckered nipples. My mouth waters and my cock hardens, which I know she feels.

Drew steps up behind me, and I can feel the warmth of him without him even touching me because he knows not to. He’s never asked the reason why, never tried because the first time we started hooking up I set the one rule in place. I always do. “Don’t touch.” And he listened.

But I didn’t do that with Max.

She’s the first person I haven’t set the rule for initially, and I even tried to see if I would be okay with it when she tried.

Of course I wasn’t, but didn’t react like I usually do. I didn’t freak out and take it out on her. But I also didn’t let her continue to touch me. Maybe I’ll tell her why one of these days. That’s also new for me because I’ve never had the desire to tell anyone why.

Or to tell anyone about anything from my childhood beyond the fact that I didn’t have one. But everything with her is different. Being here with her, sharing her with Caine and Drew. Wanting to keep seeing her. Wanting her this badly. Wanting to share things with her. It’s all different. And I think they’re feeling the same way.

I suspect that we all are.

I think it’s time we stop trying to fight it, and accept that whatever this is, it isn’t going to stop any time soon.