What Remains_Reckoning

by Kris Norris

  Colors flashed in the darkness as her muscles relaxed, pure pleasure warming her skin. God, she’d never come that hard, that fast. Never felt so damn satisfied, and they hadn’t even made love yet. Hadn’t sought their own release.

  Wolfe chuckled against her skin. “I’m going to go out on a limb and say you enjoyed that.”

  “Smartass.” She licked her lips, finally prying her eyelids apart.

  Hamilton grinned up at her, giving her a wink as he lifted his finger and sucked off the remnants of her climax before motioning to Gunner. She glanced at the other man, moaning when he did the same.

  “Damn. You boys are going to kill me.”

  Ham smiled, crawling up her body until his mouth lingered an inch from hers. She could smell her release on his tongue, the heady scent making her pant. Fuck, she needed them.

  Morgan didn’t wait for him to kiss her, grabbing him by the back of the neck and dragging him to her. A sweet tang flavored his tongue as it tangled with hers, and she knew she was lost. That she’d never want to spend another day without these men in her life. That she’d sacrifice herself for them without a moment’s hesitation. Without any regrets.

  Ham raised a brow as he eased back, reaching up to tap the end of her nose. “You okay?”

  She snorted. “I think I’m way past okay.”

  “Does that mean we get to continue?”

  “Only if you want to stay alive because if you three leave me like this, I’ll have to kick your asses, after all.” She looked at Gunner then over her shoulder at Wolfe. “I need you.”

  Wolfe gave her a lop-sided grin. “You’ve got us, sweetheart. Now let’s see if we can make you scream again.”

  Chapter Twelve

  Wolfe held Morgan tight in his arms, not wanting to let go. Feeling her unravel against him had damn near sent him over, and when Ham had risen from between her legs, his face glistening with her release—he’d had to press his cock against her back to keep from unloading right then and there. Something about seeing the other man with Morgan’s juice clinging to his lips, made Wolfe want to tug Ham to him and taste her climax off his mouth.

  He let the thought linger in the back of his mind as he pressed forward, holding Morgan close as he lowered beside her ear. “You sure you’re ready? Ham’s right. We can wait if you need us to.”

  Her smile made his dick pulse against her back. “I don’t need to wait. Like I said before. I’m giving you my trust. Completely.”

  His chest tightened at the depth of love shining in her eyes. Though she hadn’t said the words yet, he knew this meant more. After all she’d been through, trusting them to take control without abusing it went far deeper than any single declaration.

  He gave in to the temptation to kiss her, holding her chin as he claimed her mouth, getting a ghosted taste of her release. Tangy sweetness mixed with womanly heat filled his senses, and he knew next time, he’d be the one with his tongue on her cleft.

  “Fuck, sweetheart. You taste so damn good. I can see why Ham didn’t want you to come so quickly. You’re addicting.” He nipped at her lip, smiling at her low, throaty moan. “I think Ham deserves a reward for making you scream for us, don’t you?”

  Morgan’s gaze swung to Ham and her eyes dilated further as the man reclined across the bed, his cock long and hard against his stomach. She licked her lips, focusing on his shaft as it sprang up, leaving a thin trail of pre-cum from the tip to his belly.

  Wolfe tsked at her. “You can taste Hamilton next time.”

  She looked back at him, pouting.

  He chuckled. “If you’re a good girl, Gunner might see to those needs, but for now, let’s show Ham how much you loved coming on his tongue.”

  “Fuck, Wolfe. I’m not going to stay conscious long enough to love all three of you if you keep talking like that. I swear I could orgasm from your voice, alone.”

  “And I’d like nothing more than to put that to the test one day.” He gave her ass a light tap. “Hamilton.”

  Her head turned toward the other man and she crawled over him, looking like a damn predator about to claim its prey. Fuck she was hot. Her ass swaying, those pouty pussy lips still glistening. Hamilton cupped her breasts as she swung one leg over his thighs, straddling him. Her head lolled back as the man squeezed her nipples, drawing a raspy moan from her.

  “God damn.” Gunner moved forward, latching on to one side, making her flesh disappear inside his mouth only to reappear damp from his tongue.

  Wolfe scooted forward, straddling Ham’s thighs as he reclaimed his place behind Morgan. He reached his hand around her body, smoothing his fingers over Ham’s as he helped the man present her breast to Gunner. Gunner grinned, dropping a kiss on her nipple before licking it into his mouth. Morgan exhaled harshly, grabbing a fist full of Gunner’s hair as her head hit Wolfe’s chest. Her body writhed within his embrace, her breathing loud in the still room.

  Gunner released her nipple, kissing it again before furrowing her brow as he gazed at her flesh. Then he leaned forward, licking and sucking the underside until he brushed over Wolfe and Ham’s fingers. The man paused as if unsure of his next move before biting at their fingers then sucking them inside his mouth, tugging on them with devastating pressure.

  “Fuck, Gunner.” Ham threw his head against the mattress, any further words morphing into a hiss of air.

  Wolfe clenched his jaw, every pull of Gunner’s mouth making his cock thicken to the point he had to work through an old deployment pattern to keep from creaming Morgan’s ass. Gunner grunted then released them, once again claiming Morgan’s nipple. Wolfe bent over the woman, trying to catch his breath as he watched the man work her flesh, only now he knew how it felt. How he used his tongue in just the right way to make each tug feel hotter, stronger.

  “Gunner. God. I’m going to come if you don’t stop.” Morgan pulled on his hair. “Please. Not yet. I need you guys inside me, and I don’t know that I can stay awake if I keep unraveling like this.”

  Gunner hummed, making Morgan shout his name before he eased away, rising up to take her mouth instead. His hands fisted in her hair, tilting her head back until it pressed hard against Wolfe. Wolfe cupped her waist, holding her still as Gunner ate at her mouth before nipping and licking the length of her neck.

  “Damn, sweetheart. Watching him claim you. Shit. I never thought it’d be so fucking hot.” He slid his hands down to cup her ass. “But poor Hamilton’s still waiting. You ready to scream for us?”

  He shuffled her forward until Ham’s shaft disappeared beneath her, his sac appearing below her butt. The man shifted his hands to her thighs, holding her still as he lifted his hips slightly. Wolfe knew the instant he’d entered her. Morgan’s mouth opened into a perfect O as her eyes squeezed shut. Her body quivered in his grasp and she rolled her hips, obviously trying to take the man deeper.

  “Yes, oh, Morgan. You’re so tight, baby. Go easy. I’m not leaving you. None of us are. We can take this, shit…”

  Morgan slammed herself down on his shaft, making Ham’s eyes close. She paused, her groin squished against Ham’s as her head once again fell against Wolfe’s shoulder.

  “You’re killing all of us, sweetheart. Watching you take Ham, knowing it’s stretching you to the limit. Open your eyes and see what you do to him. To all of us.”

  Her eyelids fluttered open, her head lowering until she seemed to focus on Ham and Gunner. She blinked a few times then her eyes widened as Gunner pushed onto his knees, his shaft hanging heavy between his legs.

  Wolfe moved his lips in close to her ear. “You want him, don’t you? You want to feel his cock glide over your lips and into your mouth. Want to take him deep as he pumps his hips, mimicking every thrust Ham makes. You want to taste his release and know he trusts you enough to make himself vulnerable to you. To give you that power over him.”

  The cords in her neck strained as Ham used his hands to lift her up only to slam her back down again. Her breathing quickened and a deep flush l
aced along her flesh.

  “Answer me, Morgan. Is that what you want?”

  “Yes, god yes. All of it. All of you.”

  Her voice sounded raspy and thick, as if she’d had to push it out.

  Wolfe kissed her lobe, smiling at her shiver. “Good girl. Gunner, our lover needs you.”

  Gunner grinned, though Wolfe could see the strain on his friend’s face. The man seemed as far gone as Morgan. Gunner shifted over, taking Morgan’s face in his hands as he leaned in close, brushing his lips over hers. The loving gesture had Morgan’s eyes tearing before a couple slipped free. Gunner smiled, kissing each cheek then caressing her mouth, allowing her to savor the brush of flesh before sliding his hand behind her neck and deepening the kiss. Wolfe braced her weight against him as her strength seemed to wane a bit, her body trembling when the other man finally released her.

  Gunner palmed her jaw, holding her gaze. “Is what Wolfe said true? Do you want my cock?”

  “Fuck, yes. Just stop teasing me. I’m so damn close.”

  “Can’t have you coming on Ham’s shaft so soon, honey. You might make the man finish before he’s had enough time to memorize how tight you feel, how strongly you hold him inside you. I bet it’s hot and wet, just like your mouth’s going to be.”

  Morgan huffed, opening her mouth when Ham pushed into her again, making whatever words she’d had rasp into a hiss of pleasure. Gunner took the opportunity to bring his shaft to her lips, waiting to see if she truly wanted him. Morgan lifted one of her hands off of Ham’s shoulders, wrapping her fingers around the base of Gunner’s dick. He moaned, his head lolling back as she drew her fist up his length, coaxing a drop of pre-cum from the tip before moving it back down.

  “Damn, you boys are large. I’m not sure I’ll fit all of you. Not together.”

  Wolfe kissed her neck. “All in good time. Just focus on Gunner for now while Hamilton keeps you wet and wanting.”

  She held Gunner’s crown up to her lips, darting out her tongue to lick away the pearly drop of fluid. The brief contact made the man tense and his shaft flared in her hand. Wolfe hissed. Fuck, watching her tease Gunner was making his dick harder than ever. Wolfe reached between them, squeezing his length in the hopes of staving off his release. Then Morgan sealed her lips around Gunner’s cock and slowly took him into her mouth.

  “Shit, honey.” Gunner’s voice was harsh. Desperate. The veins in his neck straining.

  “Damn, sweetheart. You’re killing the man.” Wolfe reached out, tentatively touching Morgan’s lips before sliding them down to where her mouth rimmed Gunner’s shaft. He needed to know what it felt like to have the man at her mercy. To know she held the ultimate power without even trying.

  The man’s skin felt smooth and silky soft, an interesting contrast to the hard strength beneath his fingers. He rested the pads on the edge of her lips, sliding his grip back and forth with her mouth, feeling her saliva coat Gunner’s and his skin. It was the hottest fucking thing he’d ever experienced.

  Gunner growled, visibly prying his eyelids open as his gaze met Wolfe’s. The man’s focus shifted to where Wolfe touched his cock then back again, an odd emotion flashing in the man’s eyes. Wolfe half considered drawing his hand back when Gunner’s shoulders drooped slightly, his eyes drifting shut again.

  “Fuck, Wolfe. I’ll never last with both of you touching me.”

  “That’s the plan, buddy.”

  “Jackass.”

  Wolfe chuckled, keeping his hand tight around Gunner’s dick for several more passes before finally drawing it back, watching Morgan slide her fingers up to maintain the grip Wolfe had used on the man. Gunner hissed again and Wolfe knew his buddy was close.

  Morgan hummed, pulling free to dip her head down and lave his sac. A guttural moan filled the room, as his friend threaded his fingers through Morgan’s hair, gently guiding her back to his dick. Morgan tsked at him, taking her time with his body before licking the head again.

  “Dangerous move, Morgan. You can only tempt me so much.”

  “Before you what? Come? ‘Cause I know you’d never do anything else.”

  Wolfe laughed. “She’s got you there buddy. Best you just enjoy.”

  Morgan smiled, her lips pulling tight when Hamilton slammed into her from below, subtly reminding her he wasn’t near done with her yet, either.

  “Looks like Ham’s getting antsy, too, sweetheart. Finish Gunner and I’ll help you and Ham along.”

  Hamilton glanced at him, eyes darkening, but he didn’t speak as he increased his thrusts, his movement more erratic than before. Morgan seemed to falter as her head bowed low for a moment before she sucked in an audible breath then latched onto Gunner’s shaft, taking the man deep.

  “Fuck. Morgan. God, girl, too good.” Gunner started moving with her, pumping in and out of her mouth with measured strokes. “Can’t hold on. So damn hot.”

  Wolfe pressed firmly against her back, his lips caressing her ear. “Take all of him. Swallow all of it.”

  Hamilton hissed. “Shit, Wolfe. She’s creaming my damn cock.”

  Wolfe winked at Ham. “You’re welcome.”

  “Fuck me.”

  “Just say the word, buddy.”

  Hamilton groaned, closing his eyes as Morgan rode him, her mouth still working Gunner. Gunner touched her face, gaining her attention as he raised his brow in silent question. She answered by taking him deep, her neck clenching as she made a muffled swallowing noise.

  “Shit. No, Morgan. Fuck.”

  Gunner increased his thrusts, pistoning in and out of her mouth a dozen more times before his body stiffened and he shouted her name, hips flexing as his head tilted back, his muscles tensing.

  Wolfe heard her swallow again, and closed his eyes against the punch of pure lust to his gut. He took several deep breaths, finally opening his eyes and focusing on her. Gunner had leaned over her, one hand braced on her shoulder as he panted out his breath. Morgan rested with her head against his abdomen, dropping tender kisses on his skin. Even Hamilton had stopped moving, apparently just as mesmerized by the act as Wolfe.

  The couple stayed wrapped together for several heartbeats before Gunner eased away, falling to his knees in front of her. He gave her a gentle kiss then collapsed beside Ham, one of his arms resting over Ham’s chest.

  Wolfe noted how damn hot the men looked together then cupped Morgan’s chin and pulled her in for a kiss. She opened for him and he tasted the salty essence of Gunner’s release on her tongue. The heady flavor spiked his need and he broke the kiss, knowing he needed to speed things along or he’d be finished before he ever got inside her.

  “Shit that was hot. Now it’s Ham’s turn. Time to blow his mind, sweetheart.”

  Morgan moaned, bracing both her hands on Hamilton’s shoulders again as Wolfe slipped one of his hands under her ass, helping her ride the other man. Morgan’s skin flushed a deeper shade of red and he knew she was close.

  “I want to feel you come around him. Feel him explode inside you.” Wolfe shifted slightly, smoothing his free hand down the cleft of her ass, spreading two fingers along her pussy, encircling Ham’s shaft as it moved in and out of her sheath. He was about the same width as Gunner, with the same silky smooth skin.

  “God damn, Wolfe. I can barely stand how tight Morgan is. You squeezing me like that…” He huffed out a series of breaths, his rhythm faltering.

  Morgan tensed, her nails biting into Ham’s chest as her head crashed into Wolfe’s chest. “God. Ham. Now. Now. Now.”

  She arched backwards, Ham’s name leaving her lips on a cry as her eyes rolled back and she climaxed, her sheath pulsing around Ham’s shaft.

  “Holy shit. I can feel you coming, sweetheart. Feel you squeezing him, coating his cock. So warm, so fucking wet.” He moved his hand from under her ass, still grasping Ham where he joined Morgan, as he wrapped the other arm around her waist, holding her while she spasmed.

  Hamilton grunted, hips jerking a few more times before he s
tiffened, his dick flaring against Wolfe’s hand before the rhythmic pulses of his release throbbed through his length.

  Wolfe held the other man as he emptied inside Morgan, finally easing his hand free and cinching it around their girl. She leaned completely against him, and he suspected she’d have collapsed onto Ham if he hadn’t kept her upright. Heavy breathing filled the air as the scent of sex wafted around them.

  Wolfe kissed her forehead, drawing her sweat-dampened hair back from her face. “That was beautiful. You’re beautiful.”

  Morgan gave him a weak smile, blinking several times before finally opening her eyes. A ring of green gazed up at him and she leaned in, offering her mouth. He accepted, keeping the kiss gentle, tender. The occasional tremor shivered through her, the aftereffects of her orgasm warming her skin to his touch. He nuzzled her nose when they finally parted, content just to hold her in his arms.

  She kissed his chin, drawing his attention. “I need you.”

  He drew his brow together, giving her body a quick sweep. “You’re exhausted. I can wait.”

  She shook her head. “You don’t understand. It’s not about the sex. I. Need. You.”

  Her words seized his heart and held tight, making him struggle to draw in enough air. “Morgan.”

  “You know it’s true. Gunner. Ham. I need all of you and this…” She took one of his hands and placed it on her chest over her heart. “I need you in here. Need to feel your heart beat with mine. Need to know this is so much more than just two people screwing. I need to feel your love, Wolfe. Give you mine in return.”

  “God, Morgan.”

  He took her mouth, letting his emotions guide him until he thought he’d pass out if he didn’t breathe. She rested her forehead on his, breath mixing, hearts thrashing.

  He palmed her cheek, knowing he’d never be the same. “I’m yours, sweetheart. However you need me.”