Callum steps up and rolls me over, looking at my very satiated body. “Can you handle me?” His words are free of judgement, hopefulness, irritation or any other feeling you may expect him to have. No. His words are laced with compassion and concern.
“Yes, sir.”
“Oh, baby,” he says softly, lowering his body on top of mine. “You seem well fucked. I don’t want to hurt you.”
“I need you Callum.” I didn’t mean for my words to sound like a plea, but they did. I wanted all of my guys. I didn’t want him to see me as someone who can’t handle a few fucks. Although, I’ve been fucking for a while, but that doesn’t matter.
He kisses me softly, tenderly and adjusts his cock, sliding into me. My back arches off the ground as he presses all the way in, but he’s slow, gentle. His lips press against mine and he kisses me. Soft, passionate. There’s so much feeling in his kiss that I nearly melt into him and into this ground.
His hips rock softly. “You feel so good.”
“So I’ve heard.” I wink.
He chuckles and presses his forehead to mine. “You are ours; you know that?” The layer and feeling is deep in his words, like if I didn’t know I was theirs, then he would burn the world down to prove it.
I nod slowly, my stomach twisting in knots.
“We’ve been a unit for a long time, but until you… we weren’t aunit. If that makes sense.”
I nod my head, thinking I know what he’s saying.
His hips continue to thrust into me slowly, almost like he’s making…
Before I can finish thinking my thought, his words rip through any wonder. Any confusion. “I love you, Everlee. So much so that the thought of losing you sometimes feels like a dagger in my heart.”
My throat seizes and I forget how to swallow.
“You… God… you are perfect in every way and I hope you know that.”
I nod.
He smiles and takes my lips in a soft kiss, his tongue slowly dancing, pressing inside of my mouth. My arms wrap around his neck as I hold him to me, taking him all. His cock, his tongue and his love, and then I push him away. “I love you, too.”
Tears stream out of my eyes.
He tilts his head to the side and stares at me. “Love, don’t cry.”
“I’m just so happy. Happier than I’ve ever been in my entire life. You guys… you are… words can’t explain the way I feel or what you do to me. I don’t know how I got so lucky and never in a million years is this where I thought I’d end up.”
He smiles. “Getting fucked on your back, in some fake woods, under a fake moon, in the basement of a sex club?”
“Hopefully our sex club.” I smile.
“You want it?”
I nod, “Very much.”
“We’ll look at the paperwork this week and if all looks good, we’ll present her an offer.”
Just like that. No questions. No doubt.
I tangle my fingers in his hair and pull him down to me, kissing him hard. All the emotion and exhaustion swelling inside of me until I have nothing else to give.
“Fuck me hard, Callum.”
“Do you want to go to bed?”
I smile at him. I don’t want to say yes, because I don’t necessarily. I just want all my guys around me right now.
