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“Don’t torture the wounded, little demon,” Void murmured into my ear before nipping at it. “Besides, the rest of us want to play with you too.”

“What did you have in mind, big guy?” I asked, nuzzling into his neck.

His chest rumbled with his chuckle. “That's for us to know and you to find out, now isn’t it?”

“I suppose it has been rather fun so far,” I agreed. “Do with me as you will.”

“Don’t you worry, we were going to anyway,” he answered as he sat down on the bed. “Now I’m going to spread your legs and stuff you with my cock using Eagle’s cum as lube, little demon.”

A shuddering sigh escaped my lips as he leaned back, propped up against something, keeping us at a slight angle. He pulled apart my legs until I fell over his hips, so I was on full display to whoever was at the end of the bed. Then his fingers slid over my stomach and down to my pussy, shoving two fingers inside, and swirling them around.

“Just wanted to see how wet you were for us, little demon,” Void rumbled in my ear, his beard rough against my face.

Then true to his word, he slid his cock inside me and thrust up in a long, deep stroke that had my body sliding up his chest with the impact.

“Hey now, there’s no running away, beautiful,” Cam scolded as he grabbed my thighs and pulled me back down, impaling me on his pierced dick.

I screamed and writhed as just the tip made its way inside me. The stretch was so intense I couldn’t tell if I liked it or not. Void slowed down his movements, not making them quite so deep as they worked to help me adjust to the added cock. Cam just rocked back and forth, not trying to add more, letting my body take what it could manage. My breathing came so fast and loud in my own head. Just when I felt like it might be too overwhelming, gentle hands smoothed over my stomach and up to my chest. Their fingers danced over my nipples, teasing them into tighter peaks than they’d already been.

This helped to get my brain to relax, not so zeroed in on what was happening with my pussy, and allowed my body to understand it wasn’t in danger. A tongue flicked over a bud, making me hiss as I reached out and slid my fingers into Sprocket’s hair. Besides Void, who only had long hair on one half of his head, all the others had short hairstyles. Yet I think I already knew it had to be him, the man who knew how I was feeling about things before I did. I’m sure he saw the panic I was fighting down. In no way were these men taking more than I was willing to give, and damn, I wanted this, but one’s body also instinctively protects you.

Slowly my body accepted what was happening, and I was able to take deeper breaths soothing my anxiety. Starting at my toes, I tried to get my body to relax inch by inch until I felt Cam’s cock slide all the way in. “Yes.” I whimpered. “Fuck yes, you’re both filling me up with your cocks. Now fuck me, dammit. I want to see sound by the time you’re done with me.”

Their movements increased, but it still wasn’t as fast as I wanted it, so I rolled my hips, encouraging them deeper. Soon they were moving at a pace they would if there’d only been one of them inside me. The sound of their growls, grunts, and groans drove me even higher, knowing I was the reason they were making those noises. It was my body they craved so badly they couldn't wait for a turn. They wanted to push me to my limits and surpass them.

“Tell me, little rebel, what does it feel like to have two cocks fucking your pussy?” Sprocket whispered in my ear as he flicked my nipples with his fingers in rapid succession.

“Full, so fucking full it’s almost too much to take,” I rambled, not sure if I was even speaking the right words. “Feeling their cocks pulsing as they get close to coming is one of the most amazing things ever.”

My words seemed to affect them as much as they did me. Their strokes became more erratic as my core squeezed tighter if that was possible. All of us cried out when it happened, and Void let out a roar as I felt him coming, quickly followed by Cam. They both thrust in at the same time, hitting deep inside, making my whole body convulse as I came. Sprocket had to hold onto my shoulders so I wouldn’t slide off Void’s chest.

“That’s what I’m talking about,” I screamed, hands clawing into the sheets under me. Then Cam took his hand and slapped my clit as he pulled out, sending a rocket of sensation through my already electrified body. Overwhelmed, my brain decided it was time for a break, and the world started to go dark as I passed out from pleasure.

Chapter fifteen

Weston

Watching Dax with all her men was better than any porn I could have imagined. When the woman you loved more than anything was getting hit with orgasms left and right to the point she passed the fuck out, it was pure magic. I came just from watching that last round, my cum coating my hand as I worked my cock to the point of pain.

In a way, it was good that she passed out because I felt like she needed a breather after something like that. When Cam went for it, Cognac had to hold me back from yanking him off her. It was too much, too fast. Yeah, I’d warmed her up, and the brothers fucked her, but that wasn’t nearly enough to prepare for a double-vag to happen.

“Easy, bro,” Cognac said, gripping my arm. “Just give her a minute. If she didn’t want this, she would have happily kicked Cam right in the face.”

He’d been right. Dax had zero problem telling any of us to kick rocks if she wasn’t interested. Sprocket joined in soothing her, and it seemed to do the trick. While I’d always assumed I knew Dax better than anyone, it didn’t take me long to figure out that each of them understood a part of her. Shortcake and I were a team. We’d always been that way, able to predict what the other was going to do. Now we were out of our carefully constructed empire, and the rules had changed.

When Eagle pulled us all together and told us the plan he’d been cooking up while left alone in the hospital, I thought he was nuts. Then Picasso told us about the crew wanting to bring her into the fold, so I decided to reconsider my stance. Working through this choice and putting her at the center of it was what finally got us all to see eye to eye on a few things.

I glanced over at Cameron, who was combing his fingers through her sweat-soaked hair as she rested. That man loved her more than life, but he was shit at working with others that were on equal footing, which was why he kept trying to prove he was above us. As we talked the first two days, it was spent mostly on getting him to pull his head out of his ass. Unbeknownst to Dax, there’d been a fist fight or two that we’d brushed the bruises off on training because she never missed a detail about us all.

For the most part, we settled the big issues, but the one thing Cam refused to discuss was what really happened between them.

His gaze would turn hard, and he’d give the same response. “That’s more Dax’s story to tell, not mine, and I won’t share it if she hasn’t. All I will say is we were young, dumb, and woefully un-prepared to deal with the disappointment that came to everyone. Some just stick with you longer than others.”

Part of me wanted to rage at him because I’d had to clean up his mess. She’d lost two people she loved back to back, and I wasn’t going to be the next person who walked away from the self-destructive woman she turned into. Instead, I did everything in my power to support her, even giving up the whole life I’d had planned, devoting it to Dax. It was a choice I would never regret for as long as I lived. She was worth it. So if learning to find a balance between the seven of us was the price to be paid, so be it.

I stepped out to clean up in the bathroom down the hall. For how many people lived in this house, only having a single bathroom upstairs was tricky. Thankfully, none of us guys were that shy and could manage, but damn, I didn’t want this to be forever. Dax had been dropping hints left and right that we needed to add on or find a new place to live. I wholeheartedly agreed with her on that. This place had been great for the five guys, but now with eight of us, it was too small.

As I was heading back to the room, I heard a knock on the front door. Frowning, I grabbed a towel from the bathroom and headed down. Something in my gut told me this wasn’t just someone telling us to keep it down, so I grabbed the gun I knew was stashed in the side table near the couch. Sideling up beside the front door, I moved the blinds to see who it was. From this angle, I couldn’t see anyone, so I waited and listened for any sound. If a person really needed us, it would have been urgent, and they’d bang on the door again.