Share Me

by Webster, K

  Rolling my eyes, I mutter, “It’s not because he had a thing for her. It’s because I asked him and he blew it off like it was nothing. She was his fucking fiancée, Zac. And she lives on his property. While he’s spouting off that I’m the only girl for him, he has one living on his property. I can be mad for a little while longer.”

  “Just not forever,” Zac says, kissing my lips. “Promise me.”

  I huff. “Fine. Not forever, but for tonight, I am.”

  He winks at me. “It’s good for him to have to suffer a bit. I think he’s about to go crazy.” His gaze drifts to the bar where Sebastian sits backward on the stool, watching our trio like a hawk.

  Our eyes meet for a moment and his hard, blue-eyed glare flickers. I don’t wait to see the remorse in them because I turn back to Zac. Zac’s hands slide into my hair to tug down so I’m looking up at him. His lips crush mine in an all-consuming kiss. I moan into his mouth, loving the taste of liquor on his tongue.

  “Fuck, sweetness,” Leo growls behind me, pressing his erection against me. “You keep moaning like that and I’m going to flip your dress up right here. Is that what you want? To be fucked right here in front of everyone?”

  Zac sucks on my tongue to keep me from replying. I rub my ass against Leo, desperate for what he’s offering. I feel him fumbling at his buckle when I’m suddenly pulled from the yummy sandwich I was in.

  Ford shakes his head. “Time to go, Lucky. Seb went to grab the Tahoe.”

  He doesn’t allow me to argue. Simply tugs me through the small, local bar crowd and out the doors. I stumble along after him, buzzed from the tequila. The Tahoe pulls up and Ford drags me into the back with him. He tries to wrangle me into a seat belt, but I straddle his lap. I win our little war when my mouth meets his. On the other side, Zac hops up in front and Leo joins us on the bench seat. The Tahoe peels out and I fall against Ford. His hands grip my ass hard, pulling my cheeks apart.

  “You going to let me in your ass one day?” Ford says in a husky voice.

  “Mmm,” I moan, rubbing against his hard-on through his jeans. “Is that what you want?”

  “I think I can answer for everyone in this vehicle. We definitely want in there one day.”

  “One day,” I mirror. “Why not tonight?”

  He smiles against my lips. “You’re not ready. But one day this perfect body will be nice and stretched.”

  Leo’s palm slides up my thigh under my dress. “I bet you’d like to take two cocks at once.”

  I’m dizzy from the alcohol, but his words send a shiver down my spine. “Two? Like one in my pussy and one in my ass?”

  “Exactly,” Leo says, his fingers grazing along the edge of my panties under my dress. “You think your body can handle two cocks? One for each hole?”

  I nod because it sounds delicious.

  “Or maybe,” Ford growls. “Maybe you’d like two cocks in your tight little hole.”

  “In my pussy?” I gape in shock.

  Ford bites my bottom lip and tugs before letting go. “We’d stretch you out and make you scream, Lucky.”

  “I want that,” I purr.

  “You’re killing me up here,” Zac grumbles from the front.

  Ford laughs at him. “You’re not dealing with the biggest tease on the planet grinding on your dick. Quit your bitching.”

  “Hey,” I grumble. “I’m not a tease.”

  But, because he’s being a dick, I tease him by dry fucking him all the way home. As soon as the Tahoe shuts off, the door gets flung open and I’m dragged into the arms of him.

  Fucking Sebastian.

  The heat drains away as cold fury ices my every nerve ending.

  “We’ll be inside in a minute,” Seb growls. “I need to talk to Clo.”

  I’m irritated when all three leave me to this wolf.

  Lying wolf.

  Anger burns white hot inside of me. “Let me go.”

  Seb’s grip tightens around my waist. The bastard has me crushed to his chest. “No.”

  The tequila turns me into a raging bitch. “Let me go or so help me I’ll fire you, Seb. I’ll fire you!”

  The motherfucker laughs in my face. “Nice try, beautiful.”

  Why does he have to look so hot when he’s being the world’s biggest asshole?

  “You’re fired,” I hiss. “We’re done.”

  His features grow soft and he shakes his head. “While I love the fire in your eyes, I’m going to have to deny your request.”

  “You have to listen to me.”

  “I don’t have to do shit except love you,” he growls. “And that’s exactly what I’ve been doing since you turned eighteen and I allowed myself the fantasy of having you. You’re more than this obsession to me. You’re everything.”

  I melt a little at his words. “You don’t love me.”

  “Think what you want, Clo, but I know the truth. Rachel was a horrible, cheating girlfriend. She likes the idea of an us, but there is no us. But you and me…”

  “And them,” I say fiercely.

  He nods at me. “Whatever makes you happy, makes me happy.”

  “I didn’t like her hugging you,” I grumble. “You’re mine.”

  His features relax as he tentatively kisses my lips. “I’m sorry I hurt your feelings. I wasn’t exactly sure how to tell you about her.”

  “I guess you’ll have to make it up to me,” I purr.

  He grins wide and beautifully at me. “My pleasure.”

  I let out a scream when he ducks and tosses me over his shoulder. His hand pops my ass, making me squeal harder. I squirm in his arms as he carries me into his home. He doesn’t stop on his trek until we’re in the master bedroom, where I get tossed unceremoniously onto the bed.

  “Hey,” I grumble.

  “Undress our girl,” Seb barks out. “She wants us—all of us. At the same time. Anyone who’s not okay with this, now’s your chance to leave.”

  Leo yanks his shirt off and tosses it to the floor. His hard pecks flex, making his inked sparrows seem to come to life, and his abs ripple. “Not a fucking chance. I’m in. With Clove, I’ve always been all the way in.”

  I flash him a sweet smile, my eyes raking down his front as he sheds his clothes.

  “Ford?” Seb asks. “What about you?”

  Ford laughs. “Can’t get rid of me that easily, buddy. Besides, Lucky would miss my handsome face if I left. Right, baby?”

  I nod and smile at him. “Don’t leave me.”

  “Never,” Ford vows as he strips, revealing his tanned and toned muscles.

  “You don’t have to ask me, boss,” Zac says to Sebastian as he starts shedding clothes. “Someone’s gotta whip her bratty ass and keep her in line.” He winks at me, sending tremors of lust ripping through me.

  “I’m a bad girl. He’s right,” I agree, giggling.

  Seb’s eyes glint in a predatory way as he removes his clothes.

  Four sharks swimming in the water around me. Each and every one of them looks as though he’s ready for a bite. And, God, do I ever want to get eaten. Zac sits on the edge of the bed and pats the space next to him.

  “Come closer, beautiful,” he murmurs. “We all want to see your pretty tits. You have way too many fucking clothes on.”

  I edge closer to him on my knees. When I’m near him, his strong arm circles my waist and he hauls me against him. He bites at my breast through my dress. Seb steps over to us and savagely rips my dress away. The moment it’s gone, Zac expertly undoes my bra. It, too, gets tossed away. Zac’s hand slides between my thighs and he rubs at the wet spot that’s now formed.

  “Sometimes,” Zac tells me with a wicked glint in his eyes. “Sometimes I steal your panties, wrap them around my dick, and come to thoughts of you riding my cock.” He challenges me in his stare to balk at his words.

  I meet his challenge head-on and shimmy out of my panties. With my eyes on his, I wrap them around his massive dick and stroke him. “Like this?”

 
; He growls, yanking the panties away, and drags me into his lap. His palms find my breasts as he pulls my back to his chest. “Bad, bad girl, Clove.”

  His hands slip to under my thighs and he lifts me. I reach for his cock to guide it inside of me. He’s huge and he’s not gentle as he stretches me with his thickness. I let out a whimper when his hips thrust up, completely impaling me. Ford steps over to my left, a wicked smirk on his face. He tugs my knee over and then takes my hand. I grip his throbbing dick, my stare locked with his.

  “Sweetness,” Leo murmurs as he mimics Ford’s actions. “You’re so fucking hot, it’s maddening. I wish you could see how pretty you look with your legs spread apart and your pussy stretched on Zac’s cock.”

  His words send curls of pleasure swirling through me. Zac thrusts up again, making me cry out. Leo helps me wrap my hand around his cock. I stroke both him and Ford at the same time.

  “Now,” Sebastian growls. “I’m going to apologize. With my tongue.”

  I lock eyes with him and stare at him in wonder when he drops to his knees in front of me. His mouth presses kisses from my bellybutton down toward my pussy. Zac grips my tits in an almost punishing way.

  I’m completely at their mercy.

  Seb’s tongue lashes out at me like a whip. With perfect precision. He swipes his hot, firm tongue up my slit, seeking out my clit. A loud, embarrassing moan rumbles from me. His breath is hot on my sensitive flesh.

  “Oh, Lucky,” Ford chides. “You’re going to have to learn to multitask.” His grip on my wrist tightens and he wraps his hand around mine. With forceful jerks, he helps me stroke him. Leo’s touch is gentler, but still urgent. I attempt to focus on them, but Zac keeps twisting my nipples and bucking up his hips. And Seb? He’s trying to drive me to the brink of insanity with just his tongue.

  It’s too much.

  It’s all I ever wanted.

  The urge to close my thighs around Seb’s head is strong, but my guys are stronger. I’m kept spread open and at their mercy. Seb’s tongue flattens against my pussy. Zac lets out a hiss when his cock inadvertently gets some attention from Seb’s tongue.

  “Can you taste me on him?” I whisper.

  Zac growls behind me. “Dirty fucking girl. Look at you egging on shit you have no business egging on.”

  When I freeze, Zac laughs.

  “I didn’t say I didn’t like it. You’re our nasty girl. Your curiosity is hot as fuck,” Zac says, pinching my nipples.

  “Good, because I want you to lick us both, Seb. Make us come together over your tongue,” I urge, making them all groan in union.

  My words must give Seb the permission he’s seeking because his tongue laves at my opening where Zac is thrusting in and out of me. I can’t help but look down to watch him as he licks at my pussy. Every time his tongue swipes over Zac’s dick, I clench in response. Seb must know how it turns me on, because he lifts his gaze to mine.

  “Focus, Lucky,” Ford growls, squeezing my wrist.

  I shoot him a helpless look, but he’s smiling at me. When my eyes drift to Leo, I cry out as Seb sucks on my clit.

  “Oh God!”

  He sucks on the nub so hard, my entire body shudders with need. It doesn’t take long and I explode with an orgasm. Sebastian rises to his feet, his heavy cock bobbing out in front of him. Pre-cum leaks from his tip. I lick my lips, eager to have him in my mouth. He grabs a handful of my hair and roughly pulls me so his dick is within reach. Ford and Leo have both taken to using my hand with their own curled around each one to jerk them off. Zac grips my hips and pounds harder into me from beneath me.

  “Open your mouth, Clo,” Seb growls, his cock tapping at my lips.

  I part my lips and he pushes inside. He’s too big. Too thick. But I try for him. My mouth strains to accept him. I gag and slobber runs down my chin. Ford lets out a hiss before his cock throbs within my hand. Hot cum spurts out, hitting my side. Seb’s grip on my hair tightens as he not so gently fucks my face. Tears stream down my cheeks as I try not to gag. I could tell him to stop and he would, but I don’t want him to.

  “I’ll need some of this,” Zac says, swiping his finger on my ribs. Then, his wet finger is at my asshole. “You talked a big game in the Tahoe. One day you’ll let us fuck you here.” His fingertip pushes past the tight ring. “One day. But tonight? Tonight, you’re going to let me fingerfuck you here.”

  A squeal burns through my used throat that Seb continues to ravage as Zac firmly presses his middle finger into my ass. Ford’s thumb gently caresses my hand that’s still gripping his softening cock.

  “Fuck,” Zac hisses. “Fuck, you’re too much, babe.”

  Seb’s thrusting becomes crazed. I’m struggling to find air, but I want to taste him so badly. “Not”—thrust—“enough!”—thrust—“Never”—thrust—“enough!” He comes with a snarl. Thick, salty cum jets down my throat. I nearly choke on it, but he gives me a reprieve by pulling out and finishing on my face.

  “Jesus,” Leo rumbles. My hand that’s wrapped around his dick aches. His cock seems to swell and then his heat is splattering me.

  So much cum.

  Another finger pushes inside my ass with the other one. My spine straightens as I cry out. Zac comes with a feral grunt, his heat rushing deep inside me. I think I might die from him filling me to the brim with both his cock and two fingers, but it’s Ford who rescues me.

  Gently, he pulls me off Zac’s dick that still throbs with his release. Cum runs down my inner thigh and the two invasive fingers pop out of my ass with a loud sound. Ford scoops me into his arms and then steals me away.

  I’m so tired.

  As my eyes flutter shut, I lean my cheek against his firm chest. “Where are we going?”

  “I’m going to give you a bath.”

  “Just the two of us?”

  “Believe me,” he says with a chuckle, “I just saved your ass. Literally. As soon as Zac got hard again, he’d no doubt be trying to get in there. What I said tonight, I meant. You’re not ready. Not tonight.”

  His words have relief flooding through me. I may want these guys with every fiber of my being, but I need a rest. I need practice. I need to be able to take more than two fingers without crying before I start begging for dicks in my every orifice.

  “Thank you, Ford,” I murmur, angling my head up to look at his handsome face.

  “For what?” he asks with a smirk.

  “For loving me.”

  His hazel eyes widen at my words, wiping the smirk off his face. He sets me on the counter in the guest bathroom. His thumb swipes away Seb’s cum from my mouth and then his lips press sweetly to mine.

  “It comes easily with you, Lucky. You’re easy to love.”

  Clunk.

  I toss my tan Sig P320 on the table beside my H and K VP9 tactical. Both are still warm from this morning’s target practice. Seb and Leo already left their weapons before heading to meet with a source a couple hours’ drive from here that may have some information for us about the driver of the car that nearly hit our girl. It’s warm in Seb’s house and I yank off my hoodie before finding my range bag. Inside, among tools and extra ammo, I find my gun cleaning kit. I settle at the table and start taking apart my H and K. I unscrew the suppressor and sit it upright on the wooden surface. The smell of the oil when I pour some onto one of the cleaning cloths soothes me. I started cleaning guns for my old man when I was eight. Twenty-three years later and I still love this part almost as much as actually firing the weapons.

  I’m long into my task of cleaning the firearms when someone clears their throat. I blink away my daze, locking my eyes on Clove. The mere sight of her in my T-shirt with her dark hair in disarray has my cock thickening in my cargo pants.

  “Morning, Lucky,” I greet, taking a moment to admire the hickeys on her neck. After her bath last night, I brought her back to the master bedroom where Seb had already taken up residence and was sleeping. We made out in the dark like two teenagers. Then, I sucked on her neck�
�marking her because why the hell not?—and fucked her sweet. She fell asleep locked in my arms with my dick nestled inside of her.

  “Morning,” she says, flashing me a warm smile before opening a cabinet and standing on her toes to reach for something.

  I rake my eyes down her backside, loving the way her ass swells beneath the fabric of the T-shirt. Her legs are bare. Smooth. Tanned. And go on for miles. Even her feet are fucking adorable.

  Clove is a walking, talking wet dream.

  She sets a bowl on the counter and bites on her bottom lip. I arch a brow in question.

  “You, uh…” she trails off and her cheeks turn bright pink. As though she’s shy. I’ve been inside of her now and watched my best friends fuck her. What could she possibly be shy about now?

  “Out with it, woman.”

  She lets out a nervous laugh. “You…you look super hot right now.”

  A chuckle rumbles through me. “Sorry to break your heart, beautiful, but my hands are all dirty. You’re going to have to take care of yourself.”

  Her eyes widen in shock. “You’re not going to fuck me?”

  I pick up the suppressor and drop some oil onto it before cleaning it with a cloth. “Oh, I’m going to fuck you. Every day if I can make that happen. But right now,” I growl, lifting my eyes to meet hers. “Right now, Lucky, you’re going to fuck yourself.”

  Pretty, plump pink lips part in response.

  “Sit on the island and face me. I want to see what you get up to,” I order, plunking the suppressor down on the wood table. “Come on. Show me what you’ve got.”

  She regards me with such an innocent look, but then it darkens as she finds her resolve. Her hips sway in a way that makes my dick respond with a jerk as she makes her way to the island. With her backside pressed to the edge, she grabs the counter and then hoists herself up.

  Using my chamber brush that’s in my hand, I wave it like a wand back and forth, indicating she needs to part her thighs. Her nostrils flare, but she obeys.

  “My panties are still on,” she says as though that will get her out of her task.

  “Guess you’ll have to get creative.” I smirk at her. “Lose the shirt, though, Lucky.”