I turned my attention back to her breasts, coming to terms with my rapidly growing obsession with them. I latched onto her left one and sucked while my hand moved back to play with the right. She tossed her head back in pleasure with her fingers gripping my neck. She rode me up and down excitedly, and every time she buried me totally within her, her pussy spasmed and squeezed me. It was trying to force me to come sooner than I was planning, but I gripped my hands into her ass and slowed her pace, not ready to be done just yet.
I pulled her asscheeks apart, knowing that I was ready for my partner in crime to take his place. I released her breast and looked up at her moaning on stop of me. “You want Huxley to fuck your ass, baby?”
Alexa looked down at me, her flushed face, sex-crazed eyes and dripping mouth making my cock even harder than it already was. “Yes.”
I looked over at Huxley. “You heard her.”
“My mouth too,” Alexa continued, surprising me a little and giving me a clue as to how she took the foursome. “I want all my holes plugged.”
“Who should it be?” I asked, knowing her answer was going to cause squabbles later.
She looked over her shoulder. “I want Rogan.”
Rogan looked as if he’d just been given first prize at a county fair. He stood up without hesitation, walked up the stairs to get out of the sunken seating area, and moved around until he was behind me. He kicked his pants off and tossed his shirt aside and then got down on his knees. Alexa was like a bee to honey. She threw herself forward, shoving her breasts into my face, and closed her mouth over Rogan.
“Damn,” Rogan hissed. He put a hand on the back of her head and guided her up and down his shaft in rhythm with her riding. “That feels so good.”
Huxley abandoned his clothes as well, and lined up behind Alexa. He stuck a hand in the air, and Quentin knew exactly what he was going for. He tossed him a bottle of lube, and Huxley covered his dick and Alexa’s ass with the liquid before pressing his head to her hole.
“Are you ready for me?” he asked.
Alexa snapped herself from Rogan’s cock for a second. “Yes. Fuck me, Huxley.”
Huxley closed his eyes and shuddered. “Like music to my ears.” He started to push into her and I felt Alexa tense in my grip. I pulled her ass cheeks even wider to allow Huxley in while kissing any spot I could find on her chest. Eventually, Huxley was nestled inside her, his dick making her pussy even tighter and more excited. She took her own initiative and started to rock her hips back and forth, slowly sliding both my and Huxley’s dicks in and out of her inviting holes.
Keaton stood up from the couch and left the room for a few seconds, and when he came back, he had a collar and leash in his hands. He knelt on the couch next to Alexa and laced the collar around her neck. I could see that he left a relative amount of space for her to move in the collar as he handed the leash over to Huxley. I’d seen him use collars on their tightest settings before, but he was just easing her in. Huxley took the leash happily, and when he tugged a little Alexa’s pussy turned into a suction cup, closing as closely round me as it could.
“Ah, fuck!” I hissed. “She likes it.”
Keaton sat on the couch next to us and pulled out his dick and started to stroke it in time. “Yeah, fuck, she looks so good with a collar on.” Alexa peeked over and reached over to take Keaton’s cock in her hands, taking over with a handjob of her own. “Damn. Fuck her keeping up with us, can we keep up with her?”
Her moaning started to intensify until she popped her head off of Rogan. “I’m gonna come!” It was barely a warning. Seconds later, her entire lower half began to shudder, sending vibrations zipping around my cock. I wish I’d been prepared. Her orgasm dragged me with it, snatching all of my seed from me and filling Alexa up. “Yes, baby,” Alexa moaned to me. “It feels so good.”
I pulled my dick from her with a tinge of disappointment. I was going to miss being inside of her. I shuffled to the side, and Keaton slid over, taking my place. He used a hand to smack his cock against her hungry pussy.
Huxley twitched. “Ah, fuck. Knock it off, she’s gonna make me come, I’m not done yet.”
Keaton didn’t listen. If anything the warning spurred him on. He used his other hand to massage her clit while continuing to tap his dick against her. “Don’t be selfish, brother. Share.”
Huxley doubled over Alexa, grabbing onto her hips and slamming into her. He stuttered humps into her until he was letting out a growl of satisfaction. Alexa let out another loud scream and I could tell she was coming again. Her hips started to shake, and Keaton smiled.
“Fuck,” he hissed. He rubbed Alexa’s face. “Baby, I love seeing you suck my brother’s cock.”
Huxley pulled out of Alexa and barely made it over to the opposite couch to sit. Jett stood up immediately, having already discarded his clothes somewhere in the beginning of the torrent. Keaton maneuvered Alexa until she was facing away from him and seated in his lap. He grabbed the leash and wrapped it around his hand a couple of times and then pulled her head back to guide her mouth back to Rogan’s dick. He lined his own leaking shaft up to Alexa’s awaiting asshole and slipped inside. I couldn’t keep myself from reaching up to squeeze her breast, as Jett lined up to her pussy and guided himself inside.
“Do you want a matching bite?” he asked, thumbing the skin of Alexa’s neck, well exposed neck with her head turned to suck Rogan.
Alexa nodded and reached up to pull the collar down even further, giving Jett a good spot on her neck to latch onto. He leaned forward and sunk his teeth into her flesh, sucking as Alexa closed her eyes and basked in the pleasure. She was craning her hips to meet Jett’s thrusts and the sight of Keaton’s ass reappearing and disappearing inside her ass was turning me on all over again. I knew that if it weren’t for the fear of killing her, we could all probably go around and around again until we had nothing left. Alexa was that kind of girl that demanded everything and made us want to give it.
Maverick stood up off the couch where he was sitting and went to sit on the couch next to Keaton. He too was already naked, and grabbed Alexa’s hand and guided it to his dick. I noticed Delvin salivating on the other side of the room and stood up. I moved off to the side and motioned to my open seat and Delvin didn’t miss a beat.
“Fuck. You’ve gotten better at this,” Rogan commented. “You’re gonna make me come.”
“Me too,” Keaton said. “Even after all of us, she’s still so fucking tight.” He lifted the hand that wasn’t holding the leash and smacked her hard on the ass. When his hand hit her skin, she shook all over. “Ah, fuck Alexa.”
Her movements got more violent and her eyes rolled into the back of her head. Keaton’s eyes clenched shut and Jett released himself from her neck as he pumped a final few times into her as well. Rogan shoved himself as far down Alexa’s throat as he could go and they all came in a massive, four-person orgasm, sending drips of come dropping out of Alexa’s mouth with sweat glistening all around her body.
They all pulled away from their respective holes, and Delvin pushed Keaton away so he could turn Alexa onto her hands and knees. She went eagerly, and Maverick slid himself forward so that he was perched under her. Maverick locked eyes with Quentin and he came over. He knelt in front of Alexa and as she craned her neck to try and take him into her mouth, he kept himself far enough away. I grinned. Clearly she hadn’t learned Maverick’s kink yet.
“You ready, Del?” Maverick asked.
Delvin placed himself at the gaping entrance to Alexa’s ass, took the leash into this hand and smacked her ass with his other hand. “I’m ready.”
“Q?” Maverick asked.
Quentin was stroking his cock. He released and put his hands on the back of Alexa’s head, lining his cock up with her mouth.
Maverick looked up at Alexa. “You wondered what my kink was?” He placed himself at Alexa’s pussy. “I like filling all of a woman’s holes at the same time.” All at once, Maverick pushed into Alexa’s pussy,
Delvin into her ass, and Quentin into her mouth. “Shhhit!”
“Fuck!” Delvin whimpered. He smacked her ass hard. “Ah, you liked being stuffed all at once, don’t you?”
Alexa nodded despite her mouth being full. They all pulled out to the point of dropping out and then slammed into again all at the same time. Alexa let out as loud a moan as she could and the three did it one more time. Alexa started to convulse wildly, and the three were not forgiving. Even as she came, they continued to slam in and out of her at a coordinated pace, filling her from all sides until she looked like she was going to pass out. It was unclear where one orgasm ended and another began. She was a mess of moans, and screams, and shakes as Maverick, Quentin, and Delvin took their fill of her holes.
“Fuck,” Quentin hissed. “Del, swap.”
Delvin let out a tick of irritation, but didn’t refuse. He dropped himself out of Alexa’s ass and Quentin pulled out of her mouth and they switched places, with Quentin not wasting any time to delve into her desperate tunnel. Delvin shoved his dick all the way down Alexa’s throat with a laugh.
“Do you taste yourself, baby? You taste good.”
Alexa was sucking and slurping on Delvin’s cock like it was the end of the world. Their fucking was getting more wild and uncontrolled to the point that I almost considered stepping in were it not for the way Alexa clammored desperately at Delvin every time he tried to pull away. He was the first to drop, dragging his dick from her mouth and painting her face with his come. She looked back over her shoulder at Quentin, her eyes watery and exhausted.
“Yeah, fuck my ass baby. Your dick feels so good.” Quentin slammed into her and it almost threatened to throw her off her knees. Maverick hissed under her, taking her breasts into his mouth to suck. “Fuck, I’m… I’m gonna come again.”
“I’ll join you,” Maverick said, and they both released matching moans of pleasure.
Quentin didn’t wait long. He pulled on the leash until Alexa was up on her knees with her back pressed against him. He pumped up into her, kissing her on the cheek until she started to shake again. “Oh god,” Quentin hissed. “Shit, I’m coming.”
“I’m coming,” Alexa whined weakly.
Quentin pushed all the way into her, grunting and groaning as he came. Alexa dropped her head to Quentin’s shoulder, panting heavily. We were all scattered around the room trying to recover.
Huxley looked over at me through tired eyes. “I think she can handle it.”
I grinned. I thought so too, but that didn’t change the fact that no matter how much I wanted to, I couldn’t be a part of their new relationship.
24
Alexa
I woke up in a comfortable king bed, with only Harley in the bed with me. He had his arms curled around me and was snoozing away. I could see the developing crow’s feet in the corners of his eyes and the stress lines between his brows and could tell that he’d been stressed for much longer than I realized. The guys hadn’t ever explicitly told me how long Malia had been in all of their lives, but I imagined every additional day was a day too long. I really tried to focus my attention on figuring out how to get Harley from having to be married to her. The fact remained that she and Dante were unsafe people. My mind flew back to Sadie and I couldn’t figure out how someone like her could actually be with someone like Dante. She was such a wonderful person and he sounded like such a terrible one. How did they even end up together?
Sadie.
No matter how I tried to think about it, she was my one option. I knew that we’d just met, and if it came down to a friend she just made or her husband, she would probably defer to him, but that didn’t mean I couldn’t ask. I appreciated that the guys didn’t want me to risk my friendship asking when they already had, but if she was just going to let her husband kill the Foxxes behind some deal his dad made with Richard 30 years ago, I didn’t think I wanted to be her friend.
I kissed Harley on the chest and untangled myself from his warm embrace. The second I left it, I wanted to be back inside of it, but if I didn’t figure out how to solve his problem, I’d never be able to do it again. I started to climb out of the bed and the second my feet hit the floor, my entire body screamed at me. My legs hurt, my back hurt, my pussy and ass hurt, even my neck was giving me a small protest. Turned out letting 8 different men fuck you at the same time wasn’t good on the old bones, who knew?
“Alexa?” I looked over my shoulder and Harley was stretching his arms above his head. “What are you doing?”
“Dying evidently,” I responded, wincing at my back spasmed.
“Oh, yeah,” Harley said, sitting up and pulling me back into the bed. “Maybe don’t try the moving just yet.”
“I wanted my phone,” I grumbled back, knowing he was right.
“I’ll get it. Is it downstairs?”
“Yeah. God knows where.”
He kissed me on the nose. “I’ll find it.”
As he walked away, his bare ass flexing as he moved, I realized that I was further gone than I even thought. I still wasn’t sure what my feelings were for all of the Foxxes, but Harley was a sure thing. I needed to talk to my brother and I needed to talk to Sadie. I had to figure out how to fix things so that I could figure everything out. My mind and heart were a mess of emotions. Harley returned wearing clothes and I frowned.
“No, no, no. Naked. Naked is good,” I whined.
Harley let out a joyous laugh. “Naked is good, but my dad just texts, and he wants all the boys to meet at the main house.” I couldn’t shake the feeling that once Harley walked out of the bedroom, I was going to lose him forever. I wanted to just pull him back down with me and never let him go. “What’s that sad face about?”
“We could all run,” I said. “All of us, you included.”
Harley’s eyes looked into mine sadly. “I can’t run anymore.” He rubbed my face with his thumb. “I’m glad I got to be with you one more time though.” He guided my face to kiss him and then stood up, set my phone on the edge of the bed, and walked out of the bedroom.
My throat burned with sadness and before I could stop them, tears were sliding down my cheek. I navigated through my phone until I got to Axel’s number and then I hit the button to Facetime him. When his face appeared on the screen, I started to cry harder.
His eyes widened. “What? What is it? What’s wrong? I’ll get the guys. Where are you?”
I shook my head. “I’m in Italy.”
“Italy?! You left the country without telling me?” He sighed. “I’ll get a ticket.”
“No,” I whimpered. “Just…” I sniffled in. “I need your help.”
“Of course,” Axel responded, his concern not fading. “What’s wrong?”
“Um, I might have fallen in love.”
Axel’s shoulder relaxed. “Is that it? Jesus Lex. I thought you were dying or something. Fucking lead with that next time.”
“Axel!”
“Right, I’m sorry. Well, what? Did you guys break up or something?”
I shook my head. “Arranged marriage.”
“Whoa,” he replied. “Who is it?”
“Harley Foxx?” I thought of the rest of the brothers. Rogan’s deep concern when Jett pushed me in the pool, or Huxley’s rage when Delvin tried to hit on me, or Quentin hugging me to comfort me when I thought something had happened to me. They all cared about me. I cared about them too. “Well… among others.”
“Among others?” Axel repeated. “What does that mean?”
“Um… I may or may not be falling for all of the Foxxes.”
“Uh, okay,” Axel said, skeptical. “So you have to choose between them and that’s why you’re all upset?” Then he shook his head. “No, wait, where does the arranged marriage come in? What’s going on?”
“They want to be with me, but Harley is supposed to get married tomorrow to a woman he doesn’t love. She just wants to take over his company and this guy she knows is threatening to kill them if they don’t go through with it
. They’re mafia.”
Axel stared back at me for a really long time before opening his mouth again. “Are you on drugs?”
“No I’m not on drugs.”
“What do you mean they want to be with you?”
Suddenly, I was second-guessing calling my brother. He was just always who I went to when I was upset. “The Foxx brothers, um, share. They share women. More specifically, they want me to be that woman.”
“Absolutely not,” Axel spat back without a second thought. “No, my sister is not going to be the next tabloid sex scandal for the Foxxes. Tell them to fuck off, buy a plane ticket, and come home. Right now.”
“I can’t.”
“Yes you can. Right now, Alexa. I’m serious.”
“Axel, calm down.”
“Calm down? I’m supposed to just let you be the Foxxes plaything? No.”
“I’m not a plaything. They love me and I love them!” I went silent in a second. It was the first time I’d felt it with such conviction. The words came out without my approval, but they weren’t untrue. “They take care of me and they make sure I’m safe and happy. It’s not just sex. It’s a relationship.”
Axel still seemed unconvinced. “What, like you date all of them?”
“I mean, it’s still new, but I think so.”
“What about marriage? What about kids?”
“I’d marry them and have kids with them.” I thought back to Sadie explaining her relationship to me. Back when she’d told me about it, I thought it was crazy, but now I understood.
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