He kisses my nose. “I think you’ve been fucked hard enough for the night, but I will finish.”
He presses inside of me, thrusting deep and rolling his hips. His lips move from my cheek to under my jaw. Tingles run down my body, through my nipples to my clit, causing goosebumps to spread like wildfire on my skin. My head rolls over to the side, giving him more access as he continues to glide inside of me slowly, but fully. I don’t know if we’ve ever fucked this slowly, but it’s… unbelievable. So much feeling and passion in each thrust.
My body starts to piston and thrust like a wave under his steady pace. “More,” I cry out, needing to feel all of him inside of me.
He laughs, a heady laugh. “I’ll give you anything you want, Everlee. You just ask.”
“Anything?” I know there are guardrails on the statement. I don’t know if he would give me anything, but maybe. And I don’t know what I’m thinking right now, but I can’t help but wonder if that includes kids. I don’t want them now, but that doesn’t mean in the future I won’t. The longer I’m with them, the more I want mini versions of them running around, but I know what I’ve agreed to and I won’t let that get in the way. They are enough for me. They complete me, but…
Callum’s pace picks up the slightest as he’s nearing completion. My fingers dig into his ass cheeks as I hold him to me.
He thrusts several more times, then grunts before he collapses on me.
“Next time you can be first, so you aren’t fucking a sack of potatoes.”
He laughs, propping himself on his elbows, looking at me. “You could never be a sack of potatoes, love.”
We lay there for one more second. I hadn’t noticed before, but the others had left, giving us our space and privacy. This felt more intimate, and it wasn’t just because of the full moon.
Callum stands up and reaches his hand down to help me up. “Let’s get you bathed.”
“My favorite part of being with you all is the aftercare. Well, second favorite part, obviously. Your cocks are pretty great.”
“They are, aren’t they?”
I’m still chuckling as he scoops me into his arms.
“We’re at the very back of the room.”
“I don’t care. I will not make you walk back.”
“I could.”
“Just because you can doesn’t mean I will let you.” He kisses my forehead.
I don’t know how long we walk for, but the soft jostle back-and-forth lulls me into a deep relaxed state. By the time we’re in the room, I’m in that space between awake and asleep.
“Did you break her?” Knox jokes from across the room.
“Tub is ready,” Emmett says.
He’s standing beside a large black glossy tub with golden feet. Its backdrop is an elegantly designed accent wall. It’s a deep red color with a black trim tacked on with curves and lines. Dark, to go with the theme of Infernus, but also exquisite.
Once in the tub, I lean back and let my body relax, as the sting from the heat relaxes my muscles and soothes me into a lull. I assume Emmett added some sort of essential oil, because lavender, eucalyptus and another scent dance around me.
The boys move around the tub, and wash, massage, and in general, just soothe me. I catch Jax’s eye, but he says nothing and before I can speak, my eyes are rolling into the back of my head. Emmett is massaging my scalp and if I had any moans left, I would, but my little moan box is empty.
Knox picks up my foot and I’m out.
Put a fuck in me, I’m done.
Fork.
Shit!
Put a fork in me, I’m done.
Although I guess either could really apply here.
