It sounds like he’s scolding me, but I don’t care. I pump his dick with my palm and suck him the best that I can. I choke myself to make sure he doesn’t reject me. I push him to the back of my throat, taking his entire dick into my mouth. My eyes water more than they already are. I can’t breathe, but I stare at him to show him how desperate I am. I run my tongue at the bottom of his dick and lick.
“Tiger,” he breathes.
I pull my pants down, and I hate how fucking desperate I am, but I don’t want to lose him. I want him the most. I need him. I kick off my pants and pull him to the couch. I force him to sit down, and then I climb into his lap and slide him into my pussy.
It’s too tight, though, so I hop off and do the trick that Cal taught me last night. I spit on his dick, watch his eyes roll back when I climb back on him and fuck him properly.
“Tiger,” he warns.
Zephyr and Callum are staring at us, but I don’t care. That’s what this is going to be. They’re going to share me and behave.
I don’t fucking care anymore.
I want them, and that’s the end of it. I’m going to get what I want.
Jax takes my nipple into his mouth, working his tongue against me.
“Is this what you want?” he asks as I bounce on his cock. “You want to fuck me while they’re watching?”
I keep working my hips, trying my best to make him come. I lean in and whisper, “Actually, what I want is you.”
He stops me from moving and runs his fingers through my hair. “Then be my girlfriend, Tiger. Only mine.”
I shake my head. “I will be your girlfriend, but only if I can have them too.”
He starts to stand, holding onto me. Then he drops me. For a moment, I think he’s going to walk away. My chest fills with dread as I watch him. I fall onto the couch, watching him look down at me, and within a moment, he’s aiming his hard dick directly inside of me. Then he moves his hips and I moan.
“Listen to me, Tiger. You’re mine. Not theirs.”
I wrap my legs around him, moaning. “I am yours… and theirs.”
He eyes my face. “Fine. Compromise.”
I smirk. “What’re you thinking?”
He starts thrusting into me faster and harder. “Mine in public.”
The thought turns me on. He’s so fucking possessive, he doesn’t even need to touch my clit to make me orgasm.
“And in private?”
He leans down and whispers, “They get to watch.”
“Fuck me harder, Jax.”
He listens. He starts pounding into me, and this feels different than Callum or Zephyr. I think Jax is bigger or a different shape because his dick is hitting a spot on the inside that makes me purr like a cat in heat.
Then he comes inside of me and pulls out. He grabs the shirt from the ground and places it under my pussy. The semen soaks into the shirt as I stand.
“Take a shower first,” he demands.
I look at all three of them. These three men who’ve turned my life upside down in the best way possible. I glance at Jax, wondering what he’s up to.
Jax puts on his clothes. “Go.”
I nod. “Don’t kill each other.”
Chapter Forty-Four: Jax
