“They’ll tell my mother,” Tess said, sounding worried.
“Should we really keep all of this a secret from your mother?” Bastion asked. “She looked better when I saw her last. More aware of everything that’s going on around her. We have to talk about the drugs with her at some point, and the danger. She tried to warn you without telling you about the drugs. Look at what that secret almost cost you.”
“You’re right,” Tess said. “I want to protect her and she wants to protect me. We can’t do that holding secrets from each other.”
“Tess’s mother might need legal representation if she gets caught out for the previous drug sales. We don’t know how much she was involved or if there is any evidence. Think Gary would get someone to squeal on your mother to put pressure on you?” Keir asked.
“Maybe. Maddy can’t go to jail. She needs the help from the doctors and jail won’t provide that for her.”
“Our dad does criminal defence,” Kade said.
“I don’t think that’s a good idea,” Tess said. “He’s barely okay with me tutoring you, remember?”
“But he has a lot of good contacts. We can tell him it’s for a friend and ask for someone he recommends. Your mother will have client-attorney privilege,” Kade said.
“That might work,” Tess admitted.
“What about Greg?” Bastion asked. “The Wolf? How’s he tied to Jensen?”
Tess didn’t flinch at the mention of her father or Bastion’s disrespectful use of his street name. There was obviously no love lost between her and her father.
That at least made this less complicated. She was more likely to agree to their plans to include Greg in their investigation.
“He’s tied to Larry. His dirty business boss forever. Jensen must be running drugs through Larry, or the other way around. Greg is Larry’s enforcer,” Tess revealed.
Jensen wasn’t really the territory-sharing type. They’d kind of figured out the same sort of scenario that Tess was proposing themselves. It still wasn’t sitting right. A puzzle piece you were forcing to fit in the wrong spot. It didn’t add up to the right picture if you got the placement wrong.
“I don’t know,” Kade said, telling Tess their doubts. “Jensen is King of the streets.”
“Can we investigate from Greg’s angle, and this Larry?” Keir asked.
Tess nodded, tightly, then whispered her agreement. “Do it.”
War sat back on his hands.
“Okay. So our plan is to utilize the professional help to set Jensen up with the information we have already gathered about his gang. We also will explore Greg and Larry’s roles more with the investigation. Bastion dumps the drugs. Nobody takes any more risks or gets their hands dirtier. We build up a defence for Tess’s mother in case she needs it. Everyone gets a bodyguard. No heroes. Let the police do their work.”
“What about in school? How can guards follow us there? Mr. Henderson isn’t going to allow anything that implies the students are in danger,” Tess said, thinking out loud through their plan for holes.
“School is our kingdom,” War said. “We’ll take care of you. It’s about time we claimed back our thrones now that Kade’s done playing his role to fool Jensen’s goons into giving us evidence to use against them.”
“It’ll be fun,” Keir predicted. “I’m so ready to remind some jerks about the consequences of messing with the Saxton brothers. Bastard can take care of himself.”
“Take the school fights off property at least,” War pleaded.
He generally kept his nose clean at school. The one time he threatened anyone had been the guys that threw a bottle at Tess. It had been dangerously satisfying.
Power was also knowing when to judiciously apply it, so War would keep his fists to himself unless Tess was threatened again by another school boy. The adult guards couldn't deal with minors.
“Are you really going to bully your way back to the top?” Tess asked out loud. She didn’t direct the question to any particular one of them.
“You mean: ‘are we going to fight back against the bullies and stop being pretend victims?’” Kade corrected. “Fuck. Yes!”
“It would be like making yourself fail every test in chemistry because someone was blackmailing you. What would you do the moment that blackmail incentive was removed?” Bastion asked.
“I’d study all night to get one hundred percent on everything,” Tess said with a sigh. “I also would be tempted to play some dirty tricks on whoever smeared my academic records. Fine. I get it.”
“You can hang with me at school if things get petty and nasty with the rest of your boyfriends. I never lost my popularity. Lots of fine-weather friends for me,” War said, smiling a bit too big.
“That’s because they’re all idiots. You are fantastic and if none of them can see it, I’ll steal you for myself,” Tess said.
“Did a wee lassie threaten to steal the big Scotsman’s heart?” Bastion teased. “She’s lovestruck ever since she got a look at what you’re hiding under your skirt.”
“Kilt,” War corrected. “Jealousy doesn’t look good on you, Bastion. You have Tess in your arms. Do something about it.”
Tess
The guys were done discussing their plan.
War’s taunt snapped the serious mood from discussing their parents and Jenkins to the other emotionally charged thing between all of them.
Tess felt like the chocolate soufflé from dessert tonight, except there was only one of her to share between four of them. Every one of them seemed to have a sweet tooth in need of being sated.
She felt the same hunger.
In the daytime, they’d been more visible to the house from the beach. Now, only the dying fire would light their outlines.
Surely the older men Grayson was entertaining realized that things might get a bit wild between a group of young adults out on the beach unsupervised? They’d stay away.
Stargazing was an excuse to get away from the adults. Anyone else might suppose they wanted privacy for other things.
In her case, screams.
Please let there be an orgasm or two tonight.
“Kitten, do you want to play?” Bastion asked, ever the gentleman as he requested her permission first.
“With you or all of you?” Tess asked.
“All of us,” Keir answered.
It was kind of a hopeful demand. It made her smile.
“Of course, all of us,” Kade said.
He sounded more confident in what she would decide.
“Do you want to tell me what to do, Bossy?” Tess asked Bastion since he was still holding onto her firmly.
He usually claimed the lead in these things.
Bastion took a moment to think about it, hands drifting up her sides. “I want to be selfish. After all, we were interrupted earlier.”
Was that a little jealousy? There really was no need when she liked each of them equally.
“Where did we leave off?” Tess asked Bastion while looking at War’s dark eyes.
She didn’t know which one was going to start, but both of them seemed interested. The twins had already snuck in some sexy time on the beach, so they’d go second.
Bastion chuckled against her neck when her gaze was caught looking at War.
“Kitten and Lucifer, sitting in a tree...,” Bastion teased.
War was beautiful in the night, his skin blending into the darkness and showing only under the flicker of the fire. She couldn’t wait to see his chiseled chest up close again. Shirtless and wearing the kilt again, tented over the big cock he’d pounded into her wet, needy pussy on the jet as he initiated her into the mile-high club.
She had only went all the way with War so far out of her four boyfriends. The twins had gone far, but they respected that she wasn’t quite ready for sex at the motel or on the beach in daylight. Bastion nearly had her before he was interrupted, and he was the most vocal about his desires.
He also seemed to be the most comfortable in the
role of directing their group intimacy. She was waiting for him to start. All of them were waiting.
If Bastion was as unsure as Tess felt sometimes, he never showed it. This group thing was a first for him too, she assumed.
War smiled at her as she stared at his body playing peekaboo with the flickering fire and the dark. His white teeth were highly visible in the night.
“Tess-girl, are you trying to choose who goes first?” War asked.
“Shouldn’t Bastion choose?” she suggested.
“I told you I want to be selfish,” Bastion reminded her.
He cupped her chin from behind and tipped her head back to focus on him instead of the others. His blue eyes stared into hers with an intimate closeness.
“Can I keep you?” he whispered.
She felt something fragile threading them together.
This wasn’t the moment to tease or push Bastion. He’d shown vulnerability and she couldn’t let him regret it. As much as he made things safe for her with them, she wanted him to also feel comfortable to let down his guard with her.
“Yes,” Tess whispered. “Tell me how you want me, Sebastian. I’m yours.”
“Strip me, Kitten. Touch me.” It was a plea and not an order.
“Can the others help undress me too while I touch you? I want us all together,” Tess said, hoping Bastion understood why she was asking for it.
“Yes,” Bastion granted, giving her a soft kiss before releasing her chin. “I want to see them make you scream, Kitten. It’s so damn hot when you orgasm and I can’t figure out which of us drove you over the edge.”
The answer was all of them.
The twins dropped to either side of her. War leaned over and plucked Tess up, turning her around so she was facing Bastion before depositing her back on his friend’s lap.
Bastion made her kneel between his legs. The sand was cool from the night chill without the sun to warm it, giving softly under her knees.
Bucket list item: make love on a private beach. In progress.
“My clothes or yours first?” Tess asked, reaching out a hand to tug on Bastion’s shirt.
Impulsively, she pulled hard and snapped the top button.
Bastion was without a tie. He’d dressed down for the beach, removing his jacket and tie, rolling up his sleeves, and changing his pants for more casual slacks. Tess bet he wished he had kept the tie now.
He enjoyed binding her so she couldn’t poke at his control.
With an arched brow, Bastion gave Tess’s hand a little smack.
“Is that a hint on how you want the twins to tear off your clothes? I know Kade would love to have a pair of your underwear since Keir stole the pair from the jet. Kade is strong enough to rip them right off your body.”
Tess fisted more of Bastion’s shirt, ignoring the playful smack he had given her hand.
“Tear them off me. Tie me up. Make me wet. Fuck all those sweet holes you promised to fill. Make me yours. All of you.”
Bastion arched a brow up at her at that bold challenge. She wondered if she had bitten off more than she could chew but he didn’t give her a chance to take it back.
“Safe-word is pink,” Bastion reminded her.
He snapped his attention to Keir. “Strip her shirt off and play with her tits through her bra. Make her squirm.”
He looked over to Kade on the other side. “War’s going to unbutton those jeans and pull them down to her knees. It’s up to him if he wants to give her smart ass a couple of smacks, too. Then you take care of those panties. They’re your souvenir.”
It was as if Bastion snapped the band of tension between them. The guys jumped into action.
They were efficient about following Bastion’s orders. War worked her jeans while Keir had her shirt off in seconds.
Keir cupped her breasts over her bra, pushing her nipples up as he roughly squeezed her mounds from the bottom of the cups so the nipples peeked out of the tops. He thumbed the sensitive nubs and squeezed her bound flesh harder.
“Keir,” she protested.
“Want Bastion to suck on these pretty tits? They’re practically in his face,” Keir told her.
“Yes,” she whimpered as Keir added a little nail to his flicking of her nipples.
War smacked her ass over her panties. His hand was bigger than Bastion’s and heavier. He added one more smack to the other side.
“Do you like that, Tess-girl?” he rumbled out behind her.
Bastion latched onto one of her nipples. Keir kept thumbing the other one.
She was going up in flames already.
“God, yes. Warrick. Keiran. Sebastian. Don’t stop. Kayden?”
“I get to finger her pussy first,” Kade said as he rejoined them.
He gripped one side of her panties and ripped them in half. Instead of ripping the other side right away, he shoved the silky material of her crotch right up against her pussy, soaking the intimate fabric in the evidence of her desire as his fingers played with her aroused centre.
“She’s fucking dripping honey,” Kade bragged.
“Rip the rest of that scrap of silk off of her and make her ride your fingers until she begs for it,” Bastion ordered. “I want her out of her mind with lust so the little discomfort from Keir plugging her ass won’t matter.”
Tess snapped her gaze to Bastion’s again.
“Is that what you want?” Keir asked, leaning in over Bastion to brush a kiss against her lips. “Can we try with a toy first?”
They had planned more of this out than she realized if they brought along toys. Tess blushed, imagining the talks the guys must be having about her privately.
Keir had already shown her how nice the sensitive nerves there could feel if properly teased.
“I want to try,” she decided. “With Kade too, like a double...”
“Me in your pussy and my brother’s dick fucking your ass? That kind of sandwich, Kitten?” Kade asked.
He ripped the other side of her panties and pocketed them with one hand while pushing two thick fingers into her bared pussy.
She gasped and pulled up, rocking back on her knees. Kade’s fingers persisted, following her, thumbing her clit as he eased her onto his hand.
Suddenly this was turning into a lot more. She’d enjoyed being between the twins in the motel, the sexy fingering on the beach.
Could she take them both inside her at the same time?
“Say yes to the sandwich if you want it. Be clear, Kitten. We know this is new to you,” Bastion said.
He had taken over for Keir to attend to her breasts, massaging them with his hands, although he’d tugged her bra cups down to prop them up, so he could freely play with her nipples.
Keir was waiting for her answer.
“Yes to a sandwich, but a toy first,” she answered.
If the toy was too much, she would have to be honest with Keir.
Bastion rewarded her for answering, putting his hands over hers on his shirtfront and helping to tear his shirt the rest of the way open. Buttons flew and suddenly there was a lot more hot, hard skin for her to explore.
“Your shoulder?” Tess asked, looking to where Bastion bore the scar still hidden by his shirt.
“I told you to strip me and touch me,” Bastion reassured her. “You’re giving us some of your firsts and I’m giving you one of mine.”
Tess pulled Bastion’s shirt off of his scarred shoulder. She wrapped her hand over his biceps. His muscles bunched with tension under her fingers as he flexed.
He didn’t stop her, even moving his neck to the side as Tess brought her mouth down to kiss his scars.
She kept away from butterfly touches, wanting him to feel her through the damaged nerves. She licked, pushing her tongue firmly along the scarred ridges, then gently sucked the skin she laved into her mouth to leave her own mark over where he’d been branded with fire.
“Kitten... fuck,” Bastion gasped out, his breathing heavy like he was exerting himself to hold so still.
Tess pulled up.
“Is it too much? Am I hurting you?” she asked.
“No, it feels... don’t stop. Do what you want, take what you need. Show me your claws. I want them, just like War.”
As if Bastion’s mention of his friend’s name called him, War gave her naked bottom a good squeeze to remind her that he was there.
“Keir’s going to place that toy now, while you’re distracted. Kiss Bastion somewhere you can take a good nibble of him if your bottom burns a bit,” War suggested.
She felt her heart race.
“Do you guys have a lot of experience with this?” she asked, feeling herself blush once more.
Keir had been awfully good at rimming. She’d barely known what it was before Keir demonstrated his technique alongside his brother.
Kade thumbed her clit and she moaned. The beginnings of an orgasm threatened as he found just the right spot to rub and the speed to make her rock her hips.
“Bastion researched group sex,” Kade admitted. “He bought a few playthings for you after the first time we were all together... kissing you.”
Definitely the guys were having hot chats about her between themselves.
She squirmed against Kade’s fingers, trying to squeeze out her orgasm and send herself over, desperate to get the release. They could play with her ass while she was lost in pleasure.
“No coming without permission, not yet. It’s better if you are very turned on before we try the toy in your bottom. It does sting the first time.”
Bastion must have noticed her wiggles and the change in her breathing, calling her out. Her heart was thudding so hard he should be able to hear it.
“Not fair holding out on orgasms,” Tess whined.
Bastion chuckled at her and Kade slowed down his thumb.
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