“It’s alright, princess. Just breathe.”
I try to, but the sensation of being over-filled is quite intense. Jackson pushes in further, gently rubbing my back as he goes. He’s being so sweet about it, so slow. I know when he’s about half way in, because the tight feeling intensifies. Muff begins to rock his hips gently, and I cry out loudly. Holy shit. The feeling is out of this world, I feel so full, and having two bodies crushed against me is an intense, beautiful feeling.
“God,” Jackson rasps. “Fuck.”
“I’m hearin’ ya,” Muff groans. “She’s so fuckin’ tight.”
Jackson pushes in further, and when he’s finally sheathed, he begins to move gently.
My mind spins.
Holy sweet fucking mother of everything holy.
It feels amazing.
And crazy.
Jackson thrusts just as Muff is pulling out, and Muff thrusts just as Jackson is pulling out. Perfect timing. Perfect Rhythm. It’s just perfect. So achingly perfect. I gasp as they pick up pace. Jackson’s hands are on my hips, Muff’s are holding my face, and every now and then he presses his lips to mine. Our bodies are slick with sweat, and the smell is out of this world. It’s all sex, and man, and all the wonderful things that come with both.
“Fuck, she better come soon,” Muff grunts. “I’m close Jack’s.”
“Let me help you out, baby,” Jackson murmurs to me.
He leans down, lifting my hips just a touch and finding my clit, then he begins to stroke it, gently at first, but as his thrusts begin increasing again, he strokes it harder. I’m crying out, screaming his name, moaning Muffs, and feeling my body peaking.
Then I come.
Holy shit do I come.
It’s intense, crazy, mind blowing, beautiful, and so many other things mixed in one. My body jerks, my mouth drops open, my eyes roll back, and I scream. I scream so loudly I can’t hear anything else around me. I do feel though, and so I feel the moment when Jackson comes, I feel his cock pulsing inside me; I hear his rasps of pleasure. Then Muff follows, and I feel his cock jerking at the same time. When I begin to come down from my head spin, I hear both of their groans, and it sends little bolts of joy through my body.
It is totally worth it - hearing two men grunting over your body.
Totally worth it.
By the time we’ve all stopped shuddering, I drop down onto Muff, resting my head against his chest. I can feel his heart thumping against my cheek. Jackson slumps down over me, and we’re all panting. We lay like that for the longest moment, Muff’s fingers smoothing through my hair, his stomach rising and falling heavily as he tries to slow his breathing down. Jackson slowly pulls out, and my body tenses. He gives me a moment before rolling, taking me with him until we both fall down onto the bed.
Muff drops his head down onto the pillow, and I roll to my back, still panting. Jackson rolls to his side, running a finger down my belly. I shudder.
“Damn,” Muff whispers.
“Yeah,” Jackson grunts. “Damn.”
I feel a small smile stretch across my face as I use my best hip voice and say, “It was aight...”
Muff snorts, Jackson laughs, and we all find ourselves chuckling. When that dies down, we’re all quiet a moment, until my stomach grumbles...loudly. Jackson snorts.
“God,” I groan. “I’m hungry.”
Muff makes a deep, throaty sound. “Fuck, me too.”
“I ain’t movin’,” Jackson grumbles.
“Argh,” I growl, bolting upright and crawling towards the end of the bed. “Men.”
Both of them hiss, because I know I’m giving them a nice view of my ass.
“Put that cute fuckin’ ass away darlin’,” Jackson warns, “Or I’ll fuck it again.”
“You don’t have it in you, old man,” I tease, looking at him over my shoulder.
His eyes flare, and Muff grins. “I believe that was a challenge, boss.”
“I believe it was, too.”
Jackson sits up, and I quickly scurry forward, but his hand lashes out, gripping my ankle. He tugs it backwards, and I collapse, laughing. I feel his body rise up, and then flatten over mine. His erect...oh my god...he’s hard again. I whimper, and squirm beneath him.
“How the hell...” I gasp, as he presses his cock against my ass.
“Baby, I just fucked a gorgeous woman with another man. It’s one of the most erotic things someone can do; of course I’m fuckin’ hard again. I ain’t wastin’ a minute.”
“Yeah,” Muff grunts from behind me. “Me either.”
I feel my eyes widen, and I look over my shoulder to see Muff stroking his hard, large cock. He’s not wearing a condom anymore, and seeing the shape and contours of his manhood has my heart throbbing. It is a nice cock. I won’t lie.
Oh dear.
Jackson sits back up, pulling me with him, and then he spins us both around and puts me down, face in Muff’s cock. I gasp, and Muff’s hands tangle into my hair. Oh...I like this control. It does great things to my body. Jackson slides two...or maybe three...fingers into my pussy. I whimper, and lower my face to Muff’s cock, running my tongue around the base. He hisses, and his fingers tighten in my hair.
“Gonna fuck you once more, just to show you how an old man rolls,” Jackson growls from behind me, and then he removes his fingers, rolls on a condom, and thrusts inside me.
I cry out, and Muff takes the opportunity to thrust his cock up inside my mouth. Oh god. Oh shit. I wrap my lips around it, sucking as best I can while Jackson works his cock in and out of my pussy, slow and sexy. God, he needs to move faster, my nerve endings are alive and raw, and I want more. I need more. I lift my head from Muff’s cock, and rasp, “Fuck me faster, Jackson.”
“Too old,” he chuckles. “Can’t move faster.”
“I take it back!” I cry. “Please fuck me, Jackson.”
“Am fuckin’ you,” he murmurs. “Nice and slow.”
“Please!”
“Baby,” Muff says. “Stop talkin’ and keep suckin’.”
Oh...yes.
He tugs my hair, and begins lowering me again. I close my lips over his cock, sucking and licking, while Jackson torments my body. God he’s fucking me so slowly, in and out, in a lazy pace that has my entire body hanging on the edge desperately. I try to thrust my hips backwards, creating my own pace, but Jackson grips my hips, stopping me.
“Careful,” he rasps. “You’ll hurt an old man doin’ that.”
I open my mouth to say something, but Muff tightens his grip in my hair, keeping my mouth on his cock.
“Don’t fuckin’ stop suckin’,” he growls. “Fuck, don’t stop.”
Jackson works my body slowly, building me higher and higher, while I work Muff’s body, building him higher and higher. Muff comes first, with a ragged groan to move my mouth if I don’t want him to come inside it. Curiosity gets the better of me, and I leave my mouth there. The first spurt of come hits me at the back of my throat, and I gurgle, swallowing as best I can. The second and third spurts are less, and soon Muff is softening in my mouth with a deep, ragged sigh.
Jackson fucks me hard then. All of a sudden he bucks his hips, and he’s driving into me desperately, causing me to go into temporary shock. His hips slap, his balls hit my skin, and my pleasure builds higher and higher. “I’ll show you how an old man fucks,” he growls. “Now come for me.”
I do, as if my body listens to his commands.
I feel Muff slip out of my mouth as I close my eyes and shudder. He wraps his arms around my head, pressing it to his stomach, causing my ass to rise up higher and take Jackson’s thrusts deeper. I am still screaming when Jackson comes again, hard and deep inside me. As soon as he’s stopped pumping, I feel my body collapse in content exhaustion, and Muff wraps his arms around me, holding me to him while Jackson pulls out. I feel Jackson collapse beside me, but I’m too content to move my body from Muff’s.
“Get over here, baby,” Jackson orders.
I s
hake my head.
“Now.”
“Jealous?” I murmur, opening my eyes to meet his green gaze.
“Yeah, now get over here.”
I shake my head. “Muff is comfy.”
Muff chuckles, and I feel it rumble through my cheek.
“Darlin’...” Jackson warns.
“Jackson,” I murmur.
He leans over, swatting my ass with his hand, hard. I yelp, and my mouth drops open.
“Want another one?” he growls, his eyes blazing.
“You bully!”
“Here,” he says, pointing to his chest. “Now.”
“Better go, princess,” Muff laughs. “He’ll get all caveman soon and throw you over his shoulder.”
I grunt, and lift myself from Muff. I kneel between the two of them, looking down and admiring the very impressive view. Jackson points to his chest, and I grin, shaking my head.
“I’m still hungry, are you going to make me some food?”
He shakes his head. “Nah.”
“Then no after sex cuddles for you.”
He goes to sit up, but I quickly leap off the bed, giggling.
“Careful, darlin’.”
I roll my eyes at him, and then lean down to find one of his shirts and a pair of panties.
“I’m hungry,” I say again. “I’ll be back.”
I flash them both a smile, before turning and heading out and down the stairs. I check the pizza box first. Cold. Yuk. I grumble and walk to the fridge, opening it. There’s not a lot in there, so I pull out some cold turkey and decide to make some sandwiches. I’m just about to lather them with mustard, when I hear my cell phone vibrating against the counter. I stare down at it, and see Janine’s number. I quickly answer it.
“Janine?”
“Where have you been?” she cries. “I’ve been trying to contact you for hours.”
“Sorry, I’ve been...um...busy.”
“He threatened me, didn’t he?”
“Pardon?”
She sounds frantic. “He threatened me, that’s why you’re doing this. I’ve been wracking my brain trying to figure out what would possess you to actually listen to him, and I finally figured it out.”
She’s talking about Hogan.
“It’s...more complicated than that.”
“Did he or did he not threaten me?” she demands.
“Not...exactly,” I whisper, peering at the stairs to make sure I’m still alone.
“What do you mean, not exactly?”
I groan. “I can’t...”
“Oh god...” she rasps. “He threatened Eb’s?”
I’m silent, and I know it’s her answer.
“Oh, oh god! Oh my god! I need to get out of here.”
“If Derek finds out you try and leave him, there’s going to be a problem.”
“Fuck Derek, he doesn’t care about our daughter. I am not risking my baby.”
“Janine...”
“She’s my daughter, Serenity!” she screams. “I’m not risking her.”
“Ok,” I whisper. “Ok...”
“Where are you?”
“I’m with Jackson, at his house.”
“Can I...I mean...can we come over?”
“Now?”
“Please?” her voice trembles.
“Ok, look, ok...come over. I’m sure Jackson won’t mind.”
“It’s just...Derek won’t find me there.”
My heart breaks for her; I can’t imagine how she’s feeling right now. I give her the address, and she assures me she’ll be here in twenty minutes. I give her a quick cover story if Jackson asks, so we don’t get put on the spot. I hang up the phone, and my fingers tremble. I put it down, and grip the counter, trying to take a deep breath.
“Everything ok?”
I hear Jackson’s voice, and turn to see him and Muff, both wearing only jeans, staring at me. I burst into a fit of tears that are going to make no sense to these guys right now, but I can’t hold them back. Jackson walks over, taking me into his arms and wrapping himself around me. I bury my face into his neck.
“Is it what just happened?” he whispers.
“No,” I croak, shaking my head. “It’s my friend...”
“What’s happened?” he asks, pulling me back and gripping my face, swiping my tears away.
“Her...” God, I have to lie. “Her husband is abusive, and she’s scared for her and her daughter. They have nowhere to go.”
“They can come here for a few nights; I gotta go on a run anyway.”
“What?” I rasp.
“Hey,” he says gently, cupping my face in his big hands. “You’re goin’ to be fine here.”
“I...It’s just...”
“Your friend can stay, and you won’t even notice I’m gone. She’ll be safe here. No one will bother you. I’ll send the guys past to watch the house every hour.”
“I can’t put you out anymore,” I whisper, shaking my head.
“Hey, listen to me,” he orders. “I have a house that’s far too big for me, and plenty of space. I’m going away, I won’t even notice. It’s ok, I’m sayin’ it’s ok.”
I nod, biting my lip. Muff walks over, rubbing my back gently and then he walks into the kitchen to finish the sandwiches. When he’s done, he offers me one, but I feel too sick to do anything but nibble on it. I can’t stop thinking that I have to tell Jackson about all this. If Hogan finds out I’m hiding this, then it’s only going to end in disaster. He’s going to hit the roof as soon as Janine disappears, which doesn’t give me long to explain this to Jackson. He’s going on a ride, which means I have to shut my mouth until he gets back. It’s too dangerous without him here.
I hear a knock at the door, and I jerk my head up. I feel my heart hammer; I stand and quickly rush towards the laundry room to find some decent clothes. I throw on a pair of shorts and a tank, and quickly tie my hair up before rushing out. I rush past Jackson and Muff who are staring at me with concern. I swing the front door open to face a red eyed Janine and a bouncing, beautiful Ebony.
“Aunty Senny!” Ebony cries, using her nickname for me. She leaps forward, beaming.
“Well hey baby girl,” I force myself to smile as I scoop her up and pull her into my arms.
I meet Janine’s eyes, and she smiles weakly at me. I reach out, gripping her hand. I mouth ‘It’s going to be ok’ before turning and pulling her inside with me. Ebony notices the two men, and her smile widens. She’s been raised around bikers, so they don’t frighten her. She wiggles out of my grips and rushes over to them, grinning wide. “Hello!” she cries.
Muff grins, kneeling down. “Well hello there pretty girl, what’s your name?”
“My name is Ebony,” she smiles proudly.
“That’s a real pretty name.”
“What’s yours?” she asks, curiosity burning in her little eyes.
“My name is Muff.”
She giggles. “That’s a silly name.”
“It sure is darlin’.”
My heart clenches as she turns to Jackson. “What’s your name?”
He grins at her, and it makes my knees buckle.
“My name is Jackson.”
I squeeze Janine’s hand and tug her forward. Jackson smiles at her, and Muff winks. Trust my men to charm her socks off.
“Muff, Jackson, this is Janine; my oldest friend.”
Jackson extends his hand, and wearily Janine takes it. “Welcome to my house, Janine.”
“T-t-thank you for letting me stay a while.”
He shrugs. “It’s no problem.”
“Muff,” Muff grins, extending his hand, too.
Janine steps forward and takes it, her cheeks flushing with color. “Muff?”
He chuckles. “Yeah, Muff.”
“That’s very...original.”
I smile, and kneel down, opening my arms to Ebony. “You want to see where you’re sleeping?”
She nods, her gorgeous curls bouncing. “Yes!”
“You know,” Jackson says. “You should come down when you’re done. I think I have some real special warm chocolate in the pantry.”
Ebony’s eyes light up. “You do?”
“I do, I think if your momma says it’s ok, you can have some.”
Ebony turns towards Janine, and I watch as Janine slowly smiles. “Of course, baby. You can have some.”
Ebony squeals and claps her hand. “Can I have some now?”
I look at Janine, and she nods. Ebony rushes towards Jackson, who extends his hand and leads her into the kitchen. I hear a few giggles and a male chuckle.
“You want to come upstairs and put your things down?” I ask Janine.
She looks over to Ebony for a moment.
“She’s safe with him, I promise you,” I assure her.
She turns her eyes to Muff, who is sitting on the couch, drinking a beer. He flashes her a grin, and her cheeks turn pink again. Smiling, I take her hand and lead her up the stairs. I open my room up, and begin stripping the sheets off my bed.
“I can’t take your bed,” Janine says, sounding guilty.
I wave my hand. “Stop it, I’ll sleep somewhere else.”
“With Jackson...”
I spin around. “What?”
“Oh come on, Serenity. I saw the way you two looked at each other.”
I sigh. “I care about him.”
She sighs too. “It’s dangerous, honey. You know that don’t you?”
“Knowing something doesn’t take away the natural reactions of the human heart. He gets to me in a way I haven’t felt before. I care about him. I think...I think I love him.”
“Oh Sea... what’re you going to do?”
I plonk down onto the bed, and she sits beside me.
“I don’t know. I have to tell him about Hogan, not just for my sake but for the clubs safety. I know that when I do though, I’m going to lose him, and that thought...it burns Janine. It fucking burns.”
She takes my hand, running her fingers over it gently. “It might hurt, but you have to do this for yourself and them. Hogan is crazy. He threatened an innocent child, and that child is part of the club in a way, and it didn’t matter to him. He’s out of control, and he needs to be stopped.”
“I know that, I just don’t know if telling Jackson is going to make it worse or better.”