“You heard her,” Hawk said. “She’s ready to come.”
“What our girl wants, our girl gets,” Vigo grunted.
He and Jagger pushed back on my thighs, lifting my ass off the table, stretching me wider, and they sank deeper inside me, bumping against my cervix as Vigo started making circles on my clit.
All I could do was moan around Hawk’s dick as the pressure built in my clit and I writhed and rocked against Vigo’s fingers, pulling Hawk to the back of my throat, taking Jagger and Vigo deeper into my pussy unit the orgasm washed over me.
My screams of pleasure were muffled by Hawk’s dick as my body shuddered around their cocks.
“Fuck,” Vigo muttered, slamming into me with the force of a jackhammer. “Fuck yes. I’m fucking coming in this hot little pussy, mouse,”
I knew from Jagger’s grunt that he was coming too, that they were filling me up, and I rocked on their dicks, something like a sob pulled from my throat from the overwhelming ecstasy spilling out of my body.
“Here it comes, Cass.” Hawk’s hot semen filled my mouth. “Swallow me up like a good fucking girl.”
I drank him down, gulping hungrily while Jagger and Vigo wrung every last tremor from my body, leaving me limp, my chest heaving.
“That’s it,” Hawk soothed, stroking my cheek as his thrusts slowed. “That’s our good girl.”
“We fucking love what you do to us, love how you take us,” Vigo said.
I opened my eyes and met their gazes, dark and hungry through the shadows.
Jagger spoke next. “But most of all we love you, Cass.”
“Which is why I better never see you without that fucking ring,” Hawk said.
“Get it, mouse?” Vigo asked. “You belong to us now.”
“And you belong to me?” Part of me didn’t believe it.
Didn’t dare believe it.
“There’s no fucking question mark at the end of that sentence.” Jagger leaned over to kiss me, his tongue writing promises my heart knew he planned to keep. “No fucking question at all.”
41
CASSIE
My hair was stillwet when I woke up in Vigo’s bed later that night, Vigo passed out at the foot of the mattress (I had no idea why he always ended up there), Hawk’s inked chest rising and falling as he slept.
We’d stripped our cream-and-syrup soaked clothes off at the door and the Hawks had chased me up the stairs into Vigo’s shower, where they’d taken me under the hot water that streamed over our bodies.
I smiled as I remembered our coffee shop fucking. They’d made a massive mess, but true to their word, they’d done all the clean up while I’d sat on the counter, using hot towels to wipe myself down while I ordered them around.
If someone had told me a few months earlier that I’d be bossing around the three giant men who’d chased me in the tunnels, I wouldn’t have believed them, but here we were.
Now I held up the ring on my finger in the shadows of the dark room.
But most of all we love you, Cass.
Which is why I better never see you without that fucking ring…
Get it, mouse? You belong to us now.
I didn’t know what any of it meant, if the words had been said in the heat of the moment and the ring was just symbolic or if it was real.
But I knew that I wanted it to be real.
