Hawk smirks, but doesn’t say anything as Cam grabs my legs and tugs me down on the bed. I release a little shriek.
“Did someone say pleasure?” Cam leans over me and kisses me, sending a flood of aching desire through me.
If I thought we’d fall into a routine after the first month or so of fucking, I was thankfully wrong. There’s still so much to explore with each other. Cam lifts his mouth from mine. His hands bracket my head on the bed as he looks over my face.
“What do you want to do first, goody? Or should I ask who?” He cocks his eyebrow wickedly.
I can’t help but laugh. “I haven’t even seen the house yet.”
“What’s there to see, little devil?” Damon sits on the bed beside us. “We could spend all week right here.”
I chuckle. “I thought you wanted to go skiing?”
He smirks. “Not a chance. Too risky. Can’t break a leg or fuck up my knee for a little fun. Not when I could spend the whole week buried inside you.”
I shift beneath Cam as Damon’s words send tingles down to my pussy.
“You want to explore the house, baby girl?” Hawk slides off the bed and strips off his shirt. “We can play hide and seek in the dark. If we catch you, we get to do whatever we want to you.”
Damon stands and goes into the closet while Cam helps me stand.
“Hide and seek?” I ask, looking at Hawk.
Cam grabs my shirt and takes it off. “Yeah, why not? It’s been too cold to go outside and catch you. It’s warm in here, and we can make sure to check off every room on the list while we’re at it.”
I shiver as he grabs my leggings and slides them down, lowering to his knee to kiss my stomach as I step out of them.
“You want me to run around this house in the dark in my underwear?” I hold my hands out to the side.
Damon comes out, twirling a skirt around his finger. “Not quite, little devil.”
I laugh. This time, it isn’t my old school uniform skirt. “You’re becoming predictable.”
He smirks. “I know what I like. Take off your panties.”
At least he isn’t ripping them off me. As much as I like it, I also like these panties. But I know he’ll just buy me new ones too. I slip off my panties and hold my hand out for the skirt. Their eyes devour me, and I already feel like their prey.
“Not so fast.” Damon nods to Cam, who spins me and presses my shoulders down. I catch my hands on the bed. Hawk slipscloser to me, sitting on the bed between my hands. “We need to get you ready.”
Cam thrusts his cock into my pussy from behind, making me gasp at the sudden stretch. My body hums in anticipation. Hawk draws his cock out of his pants and grabs my hair, dragging my head down to take him into my mouth. Resisting a little, I lick around his tip, meeting his eyes. He smirks and pushes my head to take his cock inside.
Cam holds my hips as he begins to fuck in and out of me. We could fuck every day and I wouldn’t get tired of this. Hawk matches Cam’s rhythm using my hair to guide me over him. Knowing Damon is watching them take me adds a different dimension of arousal.
I’m already close to coming for them. We spend as much time as possible with each other, but this week is ours. And I plan on being very sore and very happy.
Then Damon’s fingers coated in lube slide over my asshole before pressing inside, stretching me. I moan around Hawk’s cock, but they don’t let up. Damon pumps his fingers into my ass in tempo with the others, so they’re all fucking into me.
I shatter around them with a moan. Hawk’s cum floods my mouth, and I swallow around him. I barely catch my breath before Cam buries himself inside me and groans his release. Then they’re all pulling out of me. Damon disappears into the bathroom, and I hear water running and try to slow my breathing. My pussy flutters in anticipation of more.
Cam grabs the skirt and helps me into it. It may not be my uniform skirt, but it’s still short. When he takes off his pants, my gaze drops to the scar on his leg. He tips my chin up.
His dark eyes search mine. “I’d do it again. Every fucking time to save you, Evan.”
I step into him and hug him, breathing him in. That night doesn’t haunt us as much, but there have been nights I reach out,expecting to not find anyone, expecting my wrists to be bound, expecting to be still trapped.
Hawk steps up behind me and wraps around me too. The therapist says the nightmares might fade over time, but return during times of stress. But my guys make sure to keep me close. I haven’t slept alone since that night.
“I love you, Cam,” I say against his chest. There was real fear that night that what Jackson did was irreparable. But it was far enough away from the artery. He’s back on the ice this season, but he’s not going to try out for the team at Crowne Mawr.
