by Tate James
Sick anxiety filled my whole body like poison, making my limbs tremble as I headed through to the kitchen. Lights were on in the courtyard, and when I stepped out, I found all three of my guys sprawled out on the lounge, sharing a joint.
When they saw me standing there, Lucas held out a hand, and Zed held out the joint. Their silent message was clear and totally accurate. What was done was done, and it was done for the better. She needed to know, no matter how shitty it felt now.
46
A shiver ran through me as I twisted in the mirror to inspect my ass. It was barely even covered by the tiny, fringed skirt I wore. And that was the over-costume. Underneath it, all I had on was a micro-thong made of dental floss and diamantes. As for the top half...
"This is..." I trailed off, failing to find expressive words that wouldn't offend Maxine. After all, it was a red and black replica of the costume she herself wore every Friday night for her feature show at Club 22.
She flashed me a knowing grin. "Spare me the false modesty, H. You know you've got a banging body. You can more than pull this off." She flicked some of the fringe hanging from my bra-top and winked. "Those boys are going to be dead in their seats before you even take the top layer off."
I gave a small groan. "It's not them that I'm worried about. It's the mess I'll need to clean up if any of the patrons make comments within earshot."
Maxine laughed, the kind of easy laugh I envied. "I wouldn't worry about that, Boss. Besides, the way the lights are set up here, you can't see anyone past that front row. It'll be like you're all alone, just putting on a show for your men."
I went to run a hand through my hair, but Maxine slapped it away. Fair call, seeing as she'd just barely finished styling my hair and makeup.
"You'll be sensational," she assured me, then grabbed a shot glass from the tray that a waitress had delivered some time ago. "But here, drink this just in case."
I tossed the shot back and then snatched hers out of her hand before she could drink it.
"Hey!" she protested.
"Too slow," I teased, knocking hers back, too, and letting the liquor warm me from the inside.
Maxine rolled her eyes, then jerked her head toward the stage. "Alright, you're up. Go rip the Band-Aid off, and next time, make sure you don't lose the bet."
Grinning, I took a couple of steps toward the curtain that led to the stage. Then I paused and turned back to Maxine, feeling all kinds of awkward. "Hey, uh, this is weird, but... are you doing anything on Tuesday?"
Her brows rose. "During the time slot that I usually whip your skinny butt around a stripper pole? Nope, not anymore. Why, you wanna get coffee or something?"
I shrugged. "Yeah."
A bright smile lit up her face, and she nodded. "I'd love to. Now go, or you'll miss the start of the song." She smacked me on the ass, and I grinned as I slipped through the curtain and out onto the darkened stage.
Lights were dancing around the room and music boomed through the club, but the main stage—my stage—was in total darkness to allow me a moment to get into position.
My heels clicked on the hard stage floor and my breathing seemed way too fucking loud, but I didn't waste time on nerves. I just repeated exactly what Maxine had taught me over and over in rehearsal. When the lights flared bright on my stage, I was in my starting pose, ready.
Maxine had been telling the truth about being blinded to the rest of the club, but right there in the front row, within touching distance of the stage, were my guys. Or... two of them, at least. Cass, sadly, was still a dead man and couldn't really attend a busy Friday night at Club 22.
So as I began to move with the music, following Maxine's routine as perfectly as I could, I locked eyes with Lucas and let his wide, playful grin fill me with joy as I possibly made him cringe with my subpar pole work. Then it was Zed's steady, awestruck gaze that moved me through the next section, making the rest of the world melt away. The intensity of his stare made me feel like we were totally alone, like I was dancing just for him.
Then, as I twisted up into an inverted spin on the pole, all of a sudden there was Cass, right there in the front row, looking like a goddamn spicy snack in his leather jacket and distressed jeans. He shot me a smirk as I dismounted upside down, then rolled back to my feet.
What the fuck was he doing here? Anyone could see him. That was too damn dangerous. The whole routine was only three minutes long, but my worry for Cass's safety saw me rush the ending, then when the song faded away and the stage lights dimmed, I climbed straight off the front of the stage to where they sat.
"Cass, what the fuck are you doing?" I hissed, trying to be stern and threatening while only wearing a string thong and sequined nipple pasties. It really ruined the whole vibe.
Cass must have thought so, too, because he didn't seem even slightly panicked that his secret would get out. In fact, he just smirked and leaned forward to run his hands up my near-naked body.
"Look around, Red," he told me with mischief in his eyes.
I frowned down at him, then squinted around the room. Now that I didn't have the stage lights blinding me, it was easier to make out the other tables. All the empty tables. Confused, I swiveled my head to look all around the totally vacant club. Not a single other person was in sight, staff included.
"What..." I blinked down at Zed. "Where is everyone?"
He arched a brow and shook his head. "You didn't seriously think we'd be cool with a packed house of leering guys seeing you do all of that did you? Hell no. It's bad enough I have to share you with these bastards, but no way am I putting you up on display for anyone else."
I gave a surprised laugh, looking between the three of them. "Aw, you guys are so cute when you're all possessive. What about the staff?"
"Gave them the night off." Zed shrugged. "They left just before your song came on. The lights and sound are all set to computer timers."
Cass's hands were still caressing my skin, and when I made no move to pull away, he lifted me into his lap. "Besides," he rumbled, "no way in hell was I missing this show." He tilted his head back, claiming my lips in a rough kiss that made my whole body heat. His hips rocked against me, and I got a clear picture of just how much he'd enjoyed my strip show.
"I'm glad you were here," I told him in a husky whisper when our kiss ended. From the corner of my eye, I caught Zed and Lucas watching with anticipation, and a wicked idea crossed my mind. After all, we had the club all to ourselves, and I was almost naked already...
Peeling myself out of Cass's lap, I climbed onto Zed's. But instead of kissing him, I leaned over to kiss Lucas, who was sitting beside him.
Zed gave a low chuckle, his palms skating up the sides of my ribcage to rest on my breasts. While I locked lips with Lucas, letting his tongue explore my mouth and his fingers tangle in my hair, Zed thumbed the sequin pasties covering my nipples, secured with nothing more than a bit of adhesive tape.
A long, drawn-out moment later, Lucas released my lips, and I shot Zed a sly grin. "Did you lock up after Rodney?"
"Of course," he replied with a nod. "Place is fully secure. Maxine left through the staff exit, and it'd lock behind her."
"Good," I murmured. "So there's no risk of anyone catching us all naked."
Zed's brows rose, and he cast a quick look to either side of him at Lucas and Cass. "Dare..." He chuckled. "You really wanna do that here?"
I shrugged. "Why not?"
"Good enough for me," Lucas commented, tugging his shirt over his head and tossing it aside. Then he shimmied out of his jeans and boxers all in one and kicked back on the lounge with his huge dick proudly in hand. The bruises on his throat and ribs were dark under the low lights, but they didn’t seem to impact his desire to fuck, so I wasn’t going to comment.
Zed and Cass exchanged a long look, and Cass gave a disapproving shake of his head. "You just know he's been waiting to show that beast off," he grumbled.
Sliding out of Zed's lap, I gave the two of them a shrug. "Join in
or just watch, your choice." Then I sank to my knees on the carpet between Lucas's legs and took him into my mouth.
He was already so damn hard; all three of them had clearly enjoyed my dance routine. I ran my tongue around his tip, smiling when he twitched under my touch, then closed my lips around him to suck.
Lucas pulled a sharp breath as I wrapped my fingers around his shaft and stroked him slowly. His desire to tease the other guys was totally forgotten as his hands went to my hair and his hips rocked in encouragement.
Then Zed was muttering some curses under his breath as he yanked his own clothes off and sat back down with his dick on display. I couldn't comment—my mouth was a bit full—but I showed my appreciation by taking him in my hand as I sucked Lucas's thick cock deeper into my throat.
Zed let out a small moan as I pumped my hand down his cock, giving me a warm tingle of satisfaction. I turned my face as far as I could with a whole mouthful of dick and glanced across to Cass. He met my gaze right back, his dark eyes gleaming with desire, but he'd only removed his jacket so far.
I withdrew from Lucas's cock, letting him fall past my lips with an audible pop, then tilted my head at Cass. "Come on Grumpy Cat," I teased. "I'll let you fuck my ass again."
Zed's hips jerked, and he gave me a wide-eyed look of surprise, then glared at Cass. "When the fuck did I miss out on that?"
Cass gave a sly grin. "I dunno how. I made her wear a plug all day at work with you. Figured you'd have found it for sure in one of those late meetings you'd been taking."
Zed gave a sound of dismay as Lucas chuckled like a demon, and I shifted across to Zed. I kept Lucas in my hand, but soothed Zed's hurt feelings by swallowing his cock. Apparently it worked, too, because in a flash he had his hands on my head, urging me to take him deeper.
Cass shifted off the couch, coming to kneel on the carpet with me, and cupped my breasts from behind as I sucked Zed and pumped Lucas with my hand.
"Don't worry, Angel," Cass purred in my ear, his teeth nipping my lobe as his fingers peeled the pasties from my nipples. "I came prepared for any situation." I was willing to bet he didn't mean with weapons.
Then again, maybe he did mean weapons because he pulled a dagger from somewhere and sliced the waistband of my thong with it. Necessary? Not even close. Sexy? Oh my god, yes. So much yes. Just that cool touch of metal against my skin when he made those two cuts caused a deep shudder of arousal to run through me, and I leaned back into his body with desperation.
Cass gave a low laugh, knowing damn well what he'd just done. "Kinky bitch," he teased, biting my neck as he kissed me. His hand skated down my belly and dipped between my legs as I continued with my task at hand... and mouth.
But when Cass's long fingers pushed into my pussy, I gasped and sat back. Not that Zed and Lucas seemed to mind. They happily took over themselves, watching with hungry eyes as I leaned back into Cass and rode his hand until I was panting and needy.
"Fuck, Angel," Cass murmured as I writhed on his hand. "You're too damn perfect. This tight pussy... shit." He kept his fingers at work but used his free hand to unbuckle his pants, and a moment later I felt the hot, hard crush of his erection against my ass. "Bend forward," he ordered, pushing me back into Zed's lap and hitching my hips higher before sinking his dick straight into my pussy.
I cried out at that first thrust, then all further sounds became muffled as my mouth returned to Zed's dick.
Cass thrust into me a couple of times, making me rock back against him as I reached for Lucas. For some time, we stayed like that, Cass fucking me from behind, Zed in my throat, and Lucas in my hand. Then Zed pulled me up and nudged me over to Lucas. I licked my lips, then stretched them over Lucas's girth while Zed guided my hand to his dick, all wet and slippery with my saliva.
Behind me, Cass slowed his thrusts, picking a lazy rhythm as he drizzled lube over my asshole. Yep, he really had come prepared. Smart man. I definitely appreciated the forethought.
He took his time rubbing the lube around, then when he pushed the first finger inside, I found myself shuddering with the first strains of an orgasm. Crap, too damn soon.
"Relax, Red," Cass growled, pushing his finger in deeper. "We've got all night."
He fucked me a minute longer, then abruptly pulled out and smacked my ass hard. "Gumdrop's turn," he announced, getting up to sit beside Zed on the couch.
Lucas grinned at me as he got up and let me pick a position on my knees where he'd been sitting. One that let me lean across Zed to take Cass in my mouth as Lucas pushed into my pussy from behind.
I moaned long and low as he made his way inside, needing a couple of thrusts to get all the way in. But then he hit home, and we were fucking golden.
Zed fondled my tits as I took Cass in my mouth, tasting myself on his inked cock, but Cass had other ideas. He handed Zed the little travel size bottle of lube, and I tilted my face up just in time to see Cass's pointed look.
Any comments from me were impossible as Cass pushed my head down into his lap, jamming his dick down my throat and making me gag a little. Damn if my pussy didn't tighten up around Lucas's dick with that move.
"Oh," Lucas said as Zed reached over and rubbed a teasing, lube wet circle around my ass. "Yeah, okay."
Cass gave a huff of laughter at Lucas's clear inexperience with group activities, but I was past the point of casual banter. I was already trembling and flushed with heat. Lucas always made me come hard when he fucked me from behind. His huge dick just hit me in the right place.
Then, with Zed's fingers in my ass, stretching and spreading my muscles, and Cass fucking my face. I was a total lost cause. I came with muffled screams, bucking back onto Lucas's cock and Zed's fingers, soaking up every last drop of that orgasm as though it was my last.
It wasn't though. No freaking way. When my shudders subsided and my tight muscles relaxed, Lucas pulled out and Zed lifted me to straddle his lap.
"Hey baby," he panted, kissing me as he pulled me down onto his throbbing cock. I moaned into his kiss, my cunt adjusting to the new size seamlessly. My orgasm had barely even finished, and I was still tense enough that it was a tight fit for him, but within a couple of thrusts, we were back in business. Wave on wave of sensual bliss crashed over me as I rode Zed's dick, increasing in speed as another orgasm started building.
Cass and Lucas had their hands on my body, kneading my flesh, toying with my nipples, kissing me, biting me, leaving their marks. It was a goddamn dream. Then Cass was at my back, his fingers pushing back into my ass again and making me cry out with encouragement.
"Lean into me, baby," Zed coaxed, his voice rough as he pulled me closer as he slouched down the couch. He stilled in my pussy as Cass lined himself up, and I licked my lips when I met Lucas's eye.
Cass took his time working his way into my ass, so by the time he got his whole dick inside, I was a trembling, whimpering mess. Then Lucas's dick was back in my mouth, and the guys started fucking me together. I shattered. My orgasm smacked me around harder than a fight at Anarchy, but the guys didn't stop. They fucked me senseless, filling me up in the most perfect way and making me come again only seconds later.
Lucas gripped my hair, fucking my mouth how he knew I liked it, seriously choking me with his thick cock. Then he came, too, his hot load shooting straight down my throat as I swallowed greedily. When he pulled back, we were both gasping for air, but Zed and Cass weren't done yet.
Zed's hands gripped my hips, holding me with a bruising grip while Cass's hands claimed my breasts. The two of them worked together, grunting and panting as they fucked me into another screaming orgasm, then Cass filled my ass with his own climax.
Not Zed, though. He grabbed my lips with his again for a harsh kiss, then lifted me up when Cass withdrew. "Turn around," Zed ordered me.
I knew what he wanted without needing any further instruction, so sat back in his lap with my back to him, letting him reach down between us and push his cock into my ass.
A low groan rolled from
his chest as he pushed inside, and I let my shoulders rest on his sweaty chest as I took him deep.
"Babe," Lucas said in a rough voice, pulling my attention. He was kicked back on the sofa again, his cock back in his hand, and looked raring to go. "Mind if I..." He raised his brows, and I nodded eagerly.
As he shifted off the couch, coming around in front of me, Cass let out a scoff of laughter. "Shit, Gumdrop," he exclaimed, "didn't you just come?"
Lucas smirked, pushing his cock into my pussy and making me moan. "Yeah," he replied to Cass, filling me up and making Zed whisper a curse beneath me. "But I'm nineteen, bro. And what better incentive is there than this?"
Lucas cupped a hand around the back of my neck, kissing me as he and Zed fucked me together. The next time I came, they both did too.
47
After our team bonding activities at Club 22, we were reluctant to head home. Seph was still there under Rex's watchful eye, and I knew we would have to be way too quiet if we wanted an encore performance. So we lingered at the club a while longer and eventually headed home fully satiated and worn out.
Somehow I convinced all three of them to crash with me in my bed in a big old snuggle, and I slept one of the best sleeps of my entire life. How could I not? I finally saw a future for the four of us. Together. I hadn't realized just how anxious I'd grown about what our future might look like until that piece clicked together. Now it genuinely felt like we were a team, no matter how unlikely the players.
Zed was first to stir, kissing a line down my bare back until he reached my butt, which he bit playfully, making me swat at him sleepily.
"I'm going to get breakfast started," he told me in a husky whisper, kissing my cheek before climbing out of the pile of limbs.
The movement roused Lucas slightly, and he rolled over to tuck his arm around me, drawing me in tight against his body before drifting back to sleep. I cuddled into his warmth, letting my eyelids drift closed once again, but just dozing.