Outlaws’ Property (Property of Outlaw Sons MC #1)

40. Jessica

40

JESSICA

I wake up, feeling like it was a dream. Yesterday was so surreal. But it's real. Mom and I talked late before she took the spare room at Bonnie's. They won't be back until later in the day, so she could have my bed. I was tempted to stay, but then I wouldn't have woken up like this, naked between my three favorite men. Not that anything other than some intense cuddling happened last night. As much as the guys like to insist that the best way to burn off energy and adrenaline is wild sex, there were too many emotions zooming through me still, not to mention that by the time we regrouped in Ghost's quarters, I was exhausted. I let them undress me, and then I immediately zonked between the three of them.

Sexy, right?

That said, now that my eyes have popped open and I'm scanning around me, there's an awful lot of exposed male flesh for me to look at. Ghost's rolled over so all I've got is his broad and scarred back, so I'll let him be, but to the other side of me, Tex is sleeping with one arm covering his face and the other one resting on the top of my thigh. His textured skin is warm against mine. And though he's not awake, something farther down definitely is. He's wearing boxer briefs, but the tip of him has slipped out the top and hardened into the kind of morning wood most trees would be envious of. The temptation to reach out and give it a feel is strong. I mean, it's basically out and peeking at me, right? Maybe even give it a little kiss. I bet he wouldn't mind getting woken up that way.

It must be early, because even Riot is asleep. He's mostly on his stomach, facing away from me with one arm under his pillow and one leg bent up, and the other one stretched out. It emphasizes his muscular butt in a way that makes me want to tug his briefs down and explore further. Yeah, of all the ways I've had to wake up throughout my life, this has to be one of the best. And now that Victor is gone and Mom is safe, well, the relief is enough to make a girl feel excited. I mean, they never found Victor's body, but the guys are all certain that he went down with the ship. I'm willing to believe that.

They found Cooper's, but while I really would have loved to get to know him better, as someone who knew my parents so well, I'm not taking it nearly as hard as Mom is. But what he did, for us, for the club… well, without him, I never would've ended up here in the first place. There wouldn't have been any Outlaw Sons to kidnap me, never mind everything else. I owe his memory a lot.

But no. I refuse to dwell on sad things right now. There'll be plenty of time for that later, and right now, I have the three sexiest men in the world basically naked around me. I'm going to take full advantage of that.

They all look delicious, but Tex is definitely the one that's the most out and ready, so I start there. Rolling over slowly and carefully so I don't wake anyone yet, I slide down the bed until I'm face to face with his morning erect cock. Carefully hooking my fingers in his briefs, I tug them down a little more, just to get more of him out. When I release the pressure of the waistband, his full length springs up and almost bops me on the nose. I feel like I shouldn't giggle around such an obviously mighty weapon, but I allow myself a smirk anyway. He won't know.

Then I lean in and give it a soft kiss. It twitches and Tex mumbles something sleepily, but he doesn't wake up. I kiss it again. It's a little fun to play with it without any performance anxiety.

"Hm?" I think he might be starting to wake.

I wrap my fingers around his thickness, at least as far as they'll go, and start teasing the thick ridge around the head with the tip of my tongue while I stroke slowly. I still feel so new at this, but they're good teachers, and if I don't practice, how am I going to learn, right?

"Oh, fuck," he whispers. He shifts a little.

I take the whole head of his cock into my mouth, tasting the salty drop that just formed at the tip as I nurse on it. I keep looking up at him, and his expression when he finally moves his arms and opens his eyes to find me down there is totally worth it.

"Jesus," he laughs softly and smiles. He brushes a few stray hairs out of my face so he can see better. "You can fucking wake me up like that anytime you want. Fuck, that's good."

I start to bob, eager to make good on the promise I basically made by waking him this way. He moans, his strong fingers sliding into my hair until he's guiding my head up and down. He's so thick between my lips, his pulse thrumming through his whole length. I think he's even harder now that he's awake. Gone from casual morning wood to horny steel.

Riot rolls over, grinning when he sees what we're up to. He pulls his briefs down, revealing a cock that's rapidly growing big and hard. "This a private party?" He gives himself a couple of strokes, like he's trying to help the process along.

I shake my head, never letting Tex out of my mouth. Next I know, Riot's shifting down to caress my butt. He places a kiss on one cheek as he slides a hand down to between my legs. He finds me so excited and slick that his finger slides right in. I moan around Tex. And then he moans. There's no way Ghost is going to stay asleep much longer. I'm surprised he's not awake already, but maybe his killer instinct only kicks in if someone gets close. Sex next to him isn't nearly as dangerous.

Riot gives my butt a little swat. "Up. All fours. Knees spread." His tone is gruff, almost drill sergeant. I obey immediately. It gives me a better angle anyway.

He slides in underneath me, on his back, so that when his huge hands settle on my ass cheeks, he pulls my pussy right down to his mouth and his beard brushing against the insides of my thighs. His tongue dives deep, and then I'm squirming on his face while he drives me wild.

We form a pleasure chain, Riot plowing his tongue through my folds, before he dips it inside me or flicks it up over my clit. At the same time, I do my best to bring Tex over the edge, to give him the best wake-up call of his life. He lets go of my hair and reaches down to palm my breast, then captures my nipple between his fingers and starts rolling it. Sexy surges shoot through me in a steady stream from his touch to the building heat between my legs. I moan and flutter my tongue along the thick vein up the underside of Tex's length. I roll my hips, pressing myself harder against Riot, pressing my clit against the texture of his face.

A hand wraps itself in my hair again. My first thought is Tex, but he'd have to reach over me for that angle while his other hand is busy with my breast. I glance to the side and find Ghost watching me with lust-darkened eyes. When he realizes I've seen him, the corner of his mouth quirks up. "Good fucking morning," he growls.

Not yet, but I've got my hopes up.

Ghost uses his grip to give push my head down on Tex just a little bit firmer, up and down a couple of times, before he suddenly lets go so he can peel off his underwear. He must've been watching for a bit, because he's already fiercely hard. There's something about them taking control of me that's so incredibly sexy. I do my best to please them, but when they decide to straight up use me… is it weird that I find that so hot?

Riot tongues me harder. Faster, like he's trying to draw my attention back to him instead of mooning over Ghost's cock. It's working. Each swipe sends a rush of pleasure through me, making my insides tingle as my wave's starting to crest. The only question is whether I can get Tex there before Riot takes me over the edge.

Tex moans harder and louder, his hips rolling gently, putting more of himself in my mouth with each thrust. He's getting close, but so am I. I close my eyes, just let the sensations flood me, take me higher, take me closer. God, how are they so good at this? I'm losing the race, I think, but I feel like I'm winning anyway.

I explode from the depths of my core, the shock wave spreading through me and raising goosebumps the whole way. My body goes tight and Tex falls from my mouth as I lose control. The orgasm tears through me, driving me completely over the edge. I dig my fingers into the bed sheets, hanging on for dear life while my body quivers and my mind floats. I swear I'm seeing colors that don't exist, and it's all because of Riot's extremely talented tongue.

When I finally come back down to earth, I roll off the both of Tex and Riot and flop onto the bed between them and Ghost. He's already got himself covered, and with me on my back it's easy enough for him to get in between my legs and aim himself. As wet as I am, he slides in easily. He puts his hands in mine and pins me to the bed as he planks over me and starts thrusting with long, slow rolls of his hips. Every time he fills me up, he takes my breath away.

Tex slides down on one side and Riot slides up on the other, so they can take one nipple each to nip at with their teeth and flick their tongues over. There are hands everywhere, and I don't even know which is whose anymore. Along my hip, across my throat, digging into my hair. I float, carried helplessly down a river of sensations. Of pleasure. Of sinful delight. And it's so good. These men are like straight up drugs, so addictive that I can't even imagine going through the withdrawals.

I'm already sensitive from my first orgasm, and it's like I'm getting better at them. The more the guys give me, the easier it is for me to come again. They're teaching me how to love myself, in every way, and it's blowing my mind.

But I could be blowing one of them.

"Riot, give me something to suck on."

He laughs and moves around the bed until his thickness nudges against my lips. He said once that this didn't have to be transactional, but after how he just made me feel with his tongue, I can't help but want to return the favor either. I open my mouth and take him in. I think he might've been helping himself out while he was licking me, because he's already slick all over with precum. I made him do that, and that's crazy hot.

"Fuck," Ghost hisses, and suddenly pulls out. I whimper around Riot at the sudden loss. "Tex, take over," he orders. "Not ready to blow yet."

Tex scrambles to cover himself, and then he's pushing my thighs back and pressing himself into me. God, he's so hard and thick, and I love it. He groans as he slides in, until I've taken all of him. No one makes me feel full like they do, and no one else ever will, if I have a say in the matter.

While I do my best to make Riot come with my mouth and tongue, Tex rocks me back and forth with languid, confident strokes. My hips meet him instinctively, knowing how this dance works better than I do. When I angle just right, he rubs against a spot that has me rolling my eyes back in my head with the pleasure of it. It's like all three of them were built to fit me perfectly.

"Lube?" Tex asks Ghost.

"Incoming." There's a rattle of a drawer before Ghost tosses it to Tex.

Tex runs a hand forwards to capture one of my breasts and play with it. "I was thinking," he says in a sexy low rasp, "that maybe we could show you how you can have all three of us at once. You feeling daring, honey?"

It's hard to argue against anything he's suggesting while he keeps working himself in and out of me like that. I let Riot slip out for a moment. "What do you mean?"

"Do you trust us?"

God yes. I nod.

He pulls out and I'm not a fan. He pops open the little bottle Ghost tossed him, and then pours cool, slippery liquid over my pussy and using his free hand to rub it in and push it back so it trickles over my ass. By the time he's done, I'm slick all over down there, front and back. When his cock returns, it's nudging against my back instead of my front. That's okay. I did this with Riot. I know how good it can feel. I'm just not sure how it leads to what he's suggesting.

"Just relax, honey. I'll go real easy."

He does. It's still a lot to take. He works himself in little by little, each slow thrust just a little deeper, and me feeling just a little fuller. I wet my lips and just let it happen. Let the sensations overwhelm me, love how there's so many different ways to pleasure and be pleasured. I intend to explore every single one of them with my boys, and that strange mix of intense pressure and naughty tingles that flood me is part of that. When he's finally all the way in, I swallow hard, then let a low groan slip out of me.

"Okay?"

I nod. "Yeah, it's good."

He grins. "Good."

Then he starts to move, rocking both of us gently as he fucks my ass. It's good, but last time Riot brought in a vibrator. That was really nice. Is he?—"

Lifting one of my legs over, Tex rolls me over on my side while he's still inside me, then gets himself in behind me so we're spooning. The different angle is nice, but he's not done. "With me," he warns me, then rolls both of us over. Riot's cock pops out of my mouth has Tex takes me with him until he's under me and I'm lying with my back against his chest. Gravity pushes him deeper and I moan out loud as he stabilizes me with firm grips on my breasts. "Lift your legs, honey. Let Riot in."

I look down between my legs, and there's Riot climbing onto the bed, suited up and getting in between them. With Tex still in me from behind, I realize what they're planning. "Oh my God," I whisper at the idea of it. It's a little scary, because they're both really big, but the idea of both of them in me at once… I nod as I pull my legs back and open for him.

He slides slowly into my pussy, filling me up when I felt really full already. One of them is impressive, but with both of them there, I'm in wonder that I can take it. But God, it feels good. Thick. Hard. Slick. Perfect. "Easy," I whisper with a little wince. It's working, but barely. They're challenging me, but I'm determined to show them.

Then he's all the way in. I'm so full. So complete. At least that's what I think until Ghost gets on his knees next to me and points himself at my face. I open my mouth for him.

Tex and Riot wait for me to get into a rhythm, swirling my tongue around the thick head of Ghost's cock before giving it a hard suck. His sharp hisses tell me I'm on the right track. He digs both hands into my hair, holding my head firmly and then starts moving, taking my mouth while I try to make it feels as inviting as possible. "Fuck," he groans as his thickness presses down my tongue.

And then Riot moves, clutched tight in my pussy but helped by the lube. He sighs happily as he leaves my front strangely empty, right before he pushes right back in. With him and Tex together, it's overwhelming. And when Tex starts moving under me, it's all over. I cling to anything I can dig my fingernails into. I think it's someone's thigh or an arm, but my eyes are shut tight while I try to make sense of all the sensations I feel. Front, back, mouth, and their expert touches all over. We've become four parts of a greater whole, and I'm the part that everyone's connected to, that's given pleasure by everyone around, that's about to lose my mind as I come around all three of my guys.

They work like oiled—lubed?—machinery, taking me from every angle, and all I have to do is hold on and feel the sensations wash over me. My nostrils flare as I breathe heavy around Ghost, my core burns as Tex and Riot's combined thicknesses fill me over and over. Most of the time they're following their own rhythms, which is amazing, and then there are those moments where they both happen to push in together, and it takes what little breath I've got left away. Ghost plays with one breast, while Tex reaches around to play with the other. We're just a mass of breathing, moaning, sinfully naked bodies doing sinful things. And they feel so good.

Finally, I can't hold back anymore. My back arches on its own, pressing my shoulder blades down into Tex's broad chest, my legs wrapping around Riot's narrow hips, trying to hold me as deep in my as I can, and I'm pretty sure I'm digging gouges into someone flesh with my fingernails as I unravel between the three of them. I moan around the cock lodged at the entrance to my throat as white shapes dance over the backs of my eyelids and lurid heat fills every little inch of me. My toes curl, my hamstrings strain and I go off like a fireworks factory on fire.

I get several long moments of colorful explosions as my body writhes between them in pleasure, before they start having launching some fireworks of their own. Riot's the first to go, groaning as he swells deep in my pussy, emptying all of himself into me. "Fuuuuck," he roars as he keeps twitching inside me, riding his own wave of pleasure as he gives me mine.

Ghost comes next, flooding my tongue with his thick come, so much that I can't swallow it all. Some of it runs over my lips and slides slickly down my chin while he pulses over and over again, like there's no end to it. I tease him with my coated tongue until he has to pull away with a shiver. "Jesus," he sighs as he sags back to sit on the bed next to us.

And then Tex is there. Last man standing falls with the rest of us as he pushes deep and releases with a groan so deep I can feel his chest rumble through my back. He holds me tight against him as his cock throbs inside me, releasing every last drop. When he finally relaxes, he rolls me sideways off him until I drop onto the mattress, smack in between the three of them.

Tex nuzzles up behind me so we're spooning. Ghost is sitting near my head, his back against the wall while he runs his fingers gently through my hair. And riot lies in front of me, positioned so that he can kiss my belly button and caress my butt with his big hands. I'm surrounded by big men, and I've never felt so safe and protected in my life.

Content.

God, that's a concept I couldn't even imagine only a couple of weeks ago, but here I am, and I've run out of things to worry about. Well, that's not entirely true, but everything feels surmountable. Especially with the guys at my side, there's nothing I can do, or overcome.

"Promise you'll never leave me," I murmur. "I don't know if I could ever deal with being without you."

Riot pushes himself up on one elbow and looks at me like I'm crazy. "Why the ever living fuck would we ever leave you?"

Tex trails a finger over my hip and up my side. "You're stuck with us, Jess. You gotta know that."

Ghost nods. "We're broken, you and me. Probably we'll always be, at least a little bit. But fuck, when I'm around you, it doesn't feel that way anymore. I'm never giving that up."

"You gave me freedom. My mother back. A place to belong." I laugh softly. "Amazing sex. I just need to know that you're not suddenly going to switch me out for someone better."

"The fuck?" Tex rears up, and I think that's the first time I've seen him seriously furious, as easy-going as he tends to be. And definitely the first time at me. "You really think we'd do that? What the fuck do you take us for? You gotta understand that we fucking love you, and I think we're doing a pretty good job of fucking showing it. Are we failing somehow?"

"No." I shake my head. "I just… you love me?"

"I thought it was obvious," says Riot. "You fucking stole our hearts, all three of ours. We'll do anything for you, but if you want us to say the words, then yeah. Of course. We love you. I fucking love you. And I'm gonna keep fucking loving you, and there's nothing you can fucking do about it."

Tex nods. "Goes for me too. Of course. I love you. I love every little bit of you, head to fucking toes, honey."

Ghost wraps his fingers in my hair and tugs until I have no choice but to look right up at him. His sharp eyes are gray steel under knit brows. "I love you, Jess. All three of us do. You're never gonna have to worry about anything ever again, unless it's something you wanna worry about. We're gonna make sure of that. No matter what you need, you're never alone again, for as long as you fucking live."

Then he leans in and kisses me senseless.