Chapter Sixteen
Stifling heat and a heavy band around my waist are the first things that register when I open my eyes the following morning. I struggle to bring my mind online, but when it finally does, I freeze.
“Ah, here comes the regret,” a husky voice on my left murmurs.
A loud scoff sounds on my right.“Well, it was to be expected,” Xavier growls, and I turn my head when I feel the bed move and watch as he climbs out, his naked ass moving away from me as the muscles in his back ripple with every step as he heads toward the bathroom. My mouth is dry, and I’m not sure if it’s from the sight or because I was snoring.
He disappears, pulling the door closed behind him, and I hear a loud sigh of appreciation.
“He is delicious when he walks away, isn’t he?” I turn my head again and find Tristan looking at me with a small smile, his blue eyes sparkling with amusement before turning serious.“Go easy on him. He’s more like you than you think. Xavier takes all the worries of the world on his shoulders. He tries to shelter the rest of us as much as he can. He did everything he could to get us out of this situation and feels like he failed us and you. The ball’sin your court now, Tori.” Without waiting for me to respond, he presses a fleeting kiss to my lips and leaves the bed, trailing after Xavier.
My heart aches as I watch him close the bathroom door. My mind is so much clearer than it has been since I was told of their betrayal. Everything that happened was out of their control. They are just pawns used by a puppet master, and they are doing everything they can to protect their family. Would I have done anything differently? Have I done anything differently? I’m no different, I’ve manipulated and schemed as well, and once they discover Addison missing, am I going to allow them to believe she was taken by the cartel? Could I truly be that cruel?
Sitting up, I pull the covers and my knees against my chest, my eyes locked on the bathroom door. I need to figure out what I really want. I will not deprive Addison of a family to grow up with, and I won’t continue to deny myself my own happiness. It’s time for me to be selfish like Gio. Maybe he had the right idea. Maybe we can have more than just the empire, and we can eke out a little happiness between everything, but first, we need to take care of the threat, and to do that, I am going to need their help. It’s time I filled them in on everything.
Happy with my decision, I throw the covers back and walk naked toward the bathroom. There is no point in wasting water by showering on my own. With a smile on my lips, I push the bathroom door open but pause in the doorway when I catch sight of the view behind the foggy shower screen. Harsh pants and splashing water echo through the bathroom as I watch Xavier brace himself against the shower wall while Tristan rails into him from behind.
“Stop worrying about everything,” he growls. “Just feel my cock stretching your tight ass. Let me fuck the stress out of you. Tori will come around.” Tristan’s voice is rough and holds the same commanding tone Xavier used last night. I watch Xavier’smuscles flex as he grips the tiled wall, his body arching to meet each of Tristan’s powerful thrusts. Water cascades over both of them, sparkling under the bright bathroom lights.
Xavier moans, a low, needy sound that echoes off the walls, his head tipping back as Tristan’s hips snap forward again. I bite my lip, my arousal stirring as I watch Tristan’s hand slide around to grip Xavier’s cock, stroking it firmly in time with his pounding rhythm. The wet slap of flesh against flesh mixes with the spray of the shower, and I can’t help but step closer, my bare feet silent on the cool floor.
They haven’t noticed me yet, lost in their frenzy. Xavier’s breaths come in sharp gasps, his knuckles whitening against the wall. “Fuck, Tristan... harder,” he begs, pushing back to take more of the thick shaft buried inside him.
Tristan chuckles, his free hand digging into Xavier’s hip for leverage as he obliges, driving in deeper and faster. “That’s it, take it all. Your ass is gripping me so fucking tightly.”
I lean against the cabinet, trailing my hand down my body, and brush my fingers over my hardening nipples before dipping lower to tease my slick pussy. The sight is too hot to ignore. Xavier’s face twists in pleasure, his mouth open as he pants, and Tristan focuses intensely, his muscles bunching with every thrust. I clear my throat softly, a smirk playing on my lips as I finally speak up.
“Is their room for one more?” My voice cuts through the steam, and both heads snap toward me. Xavier’s eyes widen in surprise, but Tristan just grins, not missing a beat as he grinds into Xavier, eliciting another whimper. “The more the merrier.”
I push off the counter and step into the shower, the warm water hitting my skin like a lover’s caress. The steam envelops me as I press up behind Tristan, my hands roaming over his back to feel the play of muscles under wet skin. Xavier watches us over his shoulder, his gaze hungry, and I step past Tristan to cupXavier’s jaw, pulling him into a deep kiss. Our tongues tangle, tasting of toothpaste and desire, while Tristan keeps fucking him steadily.
Breaking the kiss, I trail my lips down Xavier’s neck, nipping his collarbone as my hand joins Tristan’s on Xavier’s cock. We stroke him together, our grips alternating—mine firm at the base, Tristan’s twisting over the head—drawing out a guttural groan from Xavier. “Oh God, yes... Both of you,” he rasps, his body rocking between us.
Tristan slows his thrusts as I drop to my knees in front of Xavier, pushing his hand away and licking a long line along the length of his throbbing member. The salty tang of his precum mixes with the warm water cascading over us, and Xavier’s hips buck forward involuntarily, a desperate groan escaping his lips. His cock twitches against my tongue, hard and veined, begging for more attention as I wrap my lips around the head and gently suck while my hand strokes the base.
Xavier’s fingers tangle in my wet hair, not pushing but guiding, his body trembling between us. Behind him, Tristan grinds deeper before holding still, letting me take over while he keeps Xavier pinned with his thick shaft buried to the hilt in his ass. “Fuck, look at her go, so fucking perfect with your cock in her throat,” Tristan murmurs, his voice rough with arousal. He reaches down to cup my breast, flicking his thumb over my nipple until it pebbles under his touch.
I hum around Xavier’s cock, the vibration drawing a sharp cry from him as I take him deeper, relaxing my throat to swallow more of his length. Water streams down my face, but I don’t care. I bob my head faster, swirling my tongue under the ridge, while my free hand slips between my legs to rub my swollen clit, my fingers circling the slick folds of my pussy.
Tristan starts moving again with shallow thrusts that rock Xavier’s body into my mouth, fucking him in time with mysucks. Xavier’s moans turn ragged, his grip tightening as he fights to hold back. “Don’t stop... please,” he begs, his eyes locked on mine through the steam, dark with need.
Before I can respond, Tristan growls, “Not yet. Get up, Tori.” His voice sends a fresh wave of shivers through me, and I clumsily get to my feet, my knees wobbling from the intensity. Water pounds against my skin, mixing with the slick remnants of my arousal trailing down my thighs. “Let’s pin Xavier between us, then he truly won’t be able to think about anything but our flesh pressed against him, your tight pussy, and my hard fucking cock.”
I smile wickedly and nod, my pulse racing at the raw hunger in their eyes. Xavier pushes off the wall with a grunt, then his strong hands grip under my thighs, hoisting me up effortlessly. My back hits the cool tile, the contrast making me gasp as he spreads my legs wide and thrusts his cock straight into my throbbing cunt. The stretch is immediate and brutal, his thick length filling me to the brim, bottoming out with a wet slap that echoes over the shower’s roar. I cry out, digging my nails into his shoulders, my walls clenching around him like a vice as we all take a moment to breathe, the pleasure fucking intense.
Xavier’s groan vibrates through his chest loudly as Tristan starts to move, his cock twitching inside my pussy from the dual invasion. “Fuck, yes,” Tristan hisses, grabbing Xavier’s hips to hold him steady, then he starts rutting hard, forcing Xavier deeper into me with every snap of his hips.
We’re a tangled mess with Xavier sandwiched between us, his body rocking with the force of Tristan’s thrusts while he slams into my core. My tits bounce with each impact, my nipples scraping against Xavier’s sweat slicked chest, and I wrap my legs around them, connecting us in every possible way, pulling him in as deep as possible. The friction builds fast, his cock draggingalong my inner walls, hitting that spot that makes stars burst behind my eyelids.
“Harder,” I demand, biting Xavier’s neck. He obliges, grinding his pelvis against my clit on every thrust, while Tristan’s grunts grow louder, his hands roaming to squeeze my ass as he uses Xavier like a battering ram to fuck me indirectly.
Xavier’s breaths come in ragged pants against my ear, trapped in our bodies. “You feel so good, both of you,” he rasps, his voice breaking as Tristan reaches around to pinch my nipple, twisting just enough to make me arch and clench harder around Xavier’s shaft. The steam thickens the air, our skin sliding together in a frenzy of wet slaps and moans. I feel Xavier swelling inside me, his balls tightening against my ass, and Tristan’s pace turns punishing.
My orgasm crashes over me first, a white-hot wave that has me screaming Xavier’s name, my pussy spasming and gushing around his cock, soaking his thighs. He follows seconds later, roaring as he pumps thick ropes of cum deep in my cunt, flooding me until it leaks out around his base, mixing with the water swirling at our feet. Tristan keeps going, chasing his release, until he buries himself to the root and unloads, spilling his seed in Xavier with a final shuddering thrust that makes us all quake.
We slump together, Xavier still lodged inside me and Tristan draped over his back, our breaths syncing in the humid haze. “Well, that’s certainly a fantastic start to the morning,” Tristan mutters, and Xavier grunts his agreement as I push his dripping hair back from his face and look him in the eye.
“We need to talk,” I say seriously, looking from him to the man still draped over his back. Tristan’s face becomes resigned, but he nods and pulls free of Xavier. He quickly grabs some soap and runs his hands over both of us, making sure we’re cared for before he washes himself. Xavier sighs and lowersme to the ground before pulling free. He places a kiss to my forehead before leaving the shower, not saying another word. I give Tristan a small smile of reassurance as he follows him. His eyes softening slightly as he gives me a nod in reply. Today, everything will change. I only hope I’m not making the biggest mistake of my life.
