back. Nor does he rub it into my skin like Dayne did the first night in his bedroom. Instead, it just slides down my back, making me feel so dirty, but in the best possible way.
One of the leather sofas is pushed out into this wide open space we've claimed and Soren sits on it. He undoes his pants for the third time tonight and motions me forward.
I don't walk to him. I crawl. And I know from his amused smirk that he's pleased with this.
When I reach him, he says, “Ride my cock.”
I, rise from the ground, straddle, and sink down on him, trying once again to get used to his size. He's still fully dressed, just like Griffin was when he fucked my ass. I don't think they're shy about public nudity. It's about power. The power of their suits pressed up against my nakedness. Their command tangling with my vulnerability.
I ride him, my breasts pressing against his suit as he grips my ass, re-igniting the flaming pain from the cane marks. Then he soothes and strokes them, all the while urging me to ride him harder.
Then another set of hands is on me, pulling me back enough so he can stroke my breasts, pinching my nipples. I turn to find my mouth captured in Dayne's kiss.
“You can't leave this room until I fuck your ass in front of my guests,” he growls into my mouth.
He pushes me back on top of Soren, who has stopped fucking and holds me still. More cold lube is pressed inside my ass as Soren holds me wide open for Dayne. I blush harder at the people standing at just the right angle to see this lewd display.
“Breathe,” Dayne reminds me.
When I exhale, he eases his cock inside my ass.
“That's it,” he says, “Everything is okay.”
It's a tight and uncomfortable squeeze, and at first I feel panicked with Soren filling me from one side and Dayne from the other, but they are both very still as I adjust, Soren stroking my cheek while Dayne pets my hair.
After a moment they begin to move in tandem, and it is the most exquisite feeling. All I can do is grip Soren's shoulders and hang on for the ride as the two of them fuck me together, their bodies demanding I simply receive them. Soren grips the back of my neck and pulls me in for a devouring kiss just as my orgasm is cresting.
I moan and cry into his mouth, tears streaming down my cheeks while he and I come together. He holds me in his arms as Dayne pulls out and comes on my back, joining Griffin's earlier mark. And all of it is sliding down over Soren's cane welts.
I look around, seeking Griffin. I find him sitting in Dayne's leather chair on the platform. He smiles, his devastating dimple claiming me from a distance, and he just winks at me. Then I drop my head back onto Soren's shoulder.
29
Livia
The Honeymoon's Over
The Present.
It's Saturday. We've been back from our honeymoon for almost a week and have spent most of that time—when we haven't been working or fucking—moving my things to Soren's place a bit at a time. Griffin and Dayne have been fully moved in for two months now, so all efforts have been focused on moving my things from my crappy apartment to Soren's estate.
It's hard to think of this as my home, even though I understand it intellectually. While I'd been stressing over the wedding and worrying about what would happen once we were all together, I hadn't had much time to realize that I'd never again have to contemplate which bill wasn't getting paid that month. I would never again eat another package of Ramen noodles standing over the kitchen sink. My parents could have helped, but I didn't want to burden them. And now that life and all its uncertainty is over, traded in for the new uncertainty of these men.
The front door stands open. Soren is outside getting another one of the boxes from the moving truck we finally got around to renting. I think Dayne is in the kitchen. Griffin grabs me from behind and spins me around, pinning me against the wall, holding my wrists over my head.
He claims my mouth with his and presses his knee between my legs.
“Ride it,” he growls.
I grind against him while he continues to ravage my mouth. Then I hear a gasp. And it isn't coming from either of us.
We