Pretty Little Hellion (Rocker Universe: Pretty Little #3)

12. Ky

Chapter Twelve

Ky

My throat was on fire, but that was nothing to the inferno that was racing through my blood. The exhilaration of a thousand people screaming for more. Not even sweat could budge the body paint on my chest and face, but we were all soaked after an hour of nonstop performing for a crowd that came alive the moment Hayat started to play.

Between a few cover songs and the original music I’d written with Jamie and Sparks, the entire club was begging for one more song when we left the stage, after already giving them two more than we’d originally planned.

Breathing heavier than I did after running five miles on the treadmill each morning, I stumbled back to the green room with the guys and Hayat. As soon as the door shut behind us, Jamie flipped the lock and started undressing our girl.

She had glowed onstage, her vibrance giving us all the strength and courage we needed for the first show. Now, I felt like I could do anything. Fight twenty men on my own. Lift a car off someone trapped. Perform in front of tens of thousands of people. Not even the sky was the limit—it was the fucking moon. Or Mars. Pluto didn’t seem like a stretch. One day soon, we would reach the stars, and I knew—we all knew—it was because of our hellion.

Sparks tore off his mask, caging Hayat in from one side, while Jamie did the same from the other. I stood back, watching, not sure how long I could last before the need to take her for myself kicked in and I wrecked her body.

She laughed, and Hayat’s aquamarine eyes glowed as she stood still, letting the other two get closer and closer. Sweat beaded on her brow, causing some of her tangled curls to stick to her face and neck. Her hoodie had been discarded halfway through the show, leaving her in her autumn-colored sports bra and those black sweats she loved so much.

Her entire body was flushed from exertion and the thrill of playing great music for a crowd that had been hanging on tight from the very first song. Her pupils were dilated, those deep dimples popping as she licked her lips and watched Sparks and Jamie with a hunger that only amped up my own a hundred times more.

Jamie tossed his own mask aside, already working on the belt to his jeans. Even with them covered in paint, I could see the way his abdominal muscles quivered. Sparks grabbed her first, his mouth sealing to hers as he shoved his hand down her pants.

She jolted, her moans swallowed by his starved kiss. I saw her rocking her hips, and I knew he must be knuckles-deep inside that sweet, wet pussy that I was ready to conquer. The sound of leather snapping as Jamie freed his belt from the loops caused Hayat to moan, breaking the kiss so she could watch him shove his jeans and boxers down enough to free his cock.

Whining, she reached out to touch his torso, her fingernails biting into his flesh. “Please. I need you. All of you,” she moaned, her gaze going to Sparks and then to me while Jamie stripped her of everything but her sports bra. “Please.”

“I’ve never seen anything more beautiful than you on that stage tonight, goddess,” Sparks praised, turning her in his arms so she was facing Jamie, his hands caressing her body until he was spreading her folds to show Jamie her tight pink pussy. “If I didn’t know you were already ours, I would have made a deal with the devil himself to get you.”

“Tonight was perfect,” she said, her head falling back onto his shoulder as she watched Jamie through her lashes. “I want to experience it over and over. We were amazing out there. I can’t believe…”

She released a shuddery breath, and something untwisted in my chest. “I’ve always dreamed of a moment like this, but I was scared to believe it would actually become reality.”

“It was always going to happen, baby,” Jamie assured her, stroking his shaft before notching himself to her opening. He only had to bend his knees a little so he could take her. When he pushed the tip into her, she whined for more. “This. Us. Autumn’s Slumber. All of it. You’re our happily ever after, Hellion.”

“Jamie!” She tried to muffle her scream as he sank balls deep inside her with his next thrust forward.

“Ky, throw me the baby oil,” Sparks commanded, voice trembling with hunger while his hands massaged her ass cheeks.

There were two bottles on the vanity where our body paint was. We used it to loosen the paint to make it easier to take off. My fingers trembled as I grabbed the bottle and tossed it over to him.

Catching it in one hand, he brushed Hayat’s hair off her shoulder so he could kiss her neck. “Bring her to me,” he instructed Jamie.

“Fuck,” Jamie growled, echoing my own thoughts.

I sank onto the chair, my legs no longer strong enough to keep me upright, while Jamie pulled out of Hayat, causing her to whimper at the loss. Her cream was already coating his shaft, the tip leaking his own pleasure. Soothing her, he walked her over to where Sparks was sitting in the middle of the couch, already coating his dick in the oil. When she realized what he wanted, her steps became unsteady in her haste to get to Sparks faster.

“Finally?” she breathed, biting her plush bottom lip. She was nervous, but her excitement washed away most of her anxiety of the unknown. When it came to playing in private with us, she was always eager to explore anything that made her feel good.

“Can’t wait anymore, goddess. Come here.”

Grabbing hold of the arms of the chair, I dug my fingers into the leather as I watched them together. The sheer excitement on Hayat’s face. The need on Sparks’s. Jamie practically snarling at him to go easy. We’d all been slowly stretching her asshole a little every day, using our fingers. She always came hard when we had one finger deep back there. None of us were small men, and we didn’t want to hurt her. Our plan had been to work her up to a small plug before Sparks took her last virgin hole, but he was too far gone now.

Turning her back to him, Hayat slowly sat down on Sparks’s lap. “That’s it, goddess. Fuck, that’s hot. Yeah, baby, hold those luscious cheeks open for me as I take you. Just a little at a time. Not too fast. Fuck, I’m gonna lose my nut before I get all of my cock in there.”

Her noises echoed around the room as he slowly entered her, encouraging and praising her every step of the way. I wasn’t sure I was going to make it out of the room alive. Tearing off my mask, I combed my fingers through my hair.

“Distract her, Jamie,” Sparks pleaded. “Just a little more and I’ll be all the way in.”

“Fuck, she’s beautiful,” Jamie slurred, getting on his knees in front of them. He shifted her wider, lifting each leg until her feet were pressed on the couch on either side of Sparks’s knees, open completely for me to see all her wetness while Spark took her forbidden hole. Jamie teased her clit with his thumb.

“Oh my God,” she cried, relaxing so that her back was pressed along Sparks’s chest.

“That’s it, goddess. So fucking tight,” Sparks gritted out through clenched teeth. When he pressed his face into her hair, I witnessed his struggle to stay in control. “I love you so much, Hayat. So fucking much, baby. You feel so good. Nothing has ever been this good, this right.”

“Love you,” she panted, reaching behind her to hold his head to her while grasping for Jamie with the other. “Please, Jamie. I want you too.”

“Babe, you’re already so tight. With Sparks taking your ass, I won’t last two pumps inside your pussy.” His fingers kept playing with her clit. “Come for us. And as soon as Sparks blows, I’ll take my turn.”

“But I need you,” she half sobbed. “Jamie…please.”

“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” he groaned. “I wanna reassure you that if you say something hurts, I’ll stop, but I honestly don’t know if I can at this point, Hellion.”

Need bleeding into triumph, she shot him a wicked smile as she somehow spread her long legs wider, tempting him closer to the point of no return. But he took his time sinking into her, punishing her a little with the pace.

Watching the three of them together after the most thrilling moment onstage, my heart still pounding from the hype the crowd had given us, I clung to my sanity by my fingernails. All while being unable to so much as groan while I took in the scene before me. My voice was gone for the moment, not only raw but shredded. I would have to take it easy for the rest of the night, not speaking at all so that I would be able to record when we went into ASM the following afternoon.

Hayat and Jamie cursed in tandem as he sank balls deep again, basically pinning Sparks to the couch and making it impossible for him to move inside her.

“Holy shit,” Sparks groaned. “I’m not gonna last. She’s so fucking tight, I’ll blow if either of you so much as sneezes.”

“Sonofabitch,” Jamie bit out, carefully working his hips so he was able to pull out an inch before sinking back into her.

Clenching his eyes closed, Sparks began muttering a prayer in Spanish, but instead of God, he was worshiping Hayat, confessing his sins and proclaiming his love all in the same breath.

Unable to speak, I mentally begged them to hurry. A dark haze was already beginning to cloud my vision. Soon, I wouldn’t be able to control myself.

Within minutes, Hayat was crying out, tossed into the abyss of pleasure from her orgasm. Sparks followed, chanting her name. How Jamie lasted through it all, I couldn’t understand. When I had no control, he always seemed to have an abundance where our girl was concerned. His need to control his time inside her almost outweighed his need for relief.

Jamie continued to pump inside her, but it was already game over for me. Jerking to my feet, I worked quickly to free my monster cock as I crossed to where they were. Grabbing Jamie’s shoulders, I slung him out of my way. Hayat clutched at me, dragging me down on top of her, those mile-long legs wrapping around my waist and locking me to her.

Sparks was still half hard inside her ass, making the first thrust tighter than I’d ever experienced. Not just with Hayat, but ever. My eyes rolled back into my head, and the last threads of my frayed control snapped.

I didn’t hear or see anything except for Hayat as she clung to me while I pumped into her so hard it felt like the world shook around us. Being inside Hayat was the most intense pleasure I’d ever experienced. But this was on an entirely new level, and I feared I wouldn’t survive.

She pressed her lips to my ear, whispering soothingly to me as she gently scraped her fingernails over my scalp. “It’s okay. I’m okay. Take me as hard as you need to. I’m not going to break. You feel so good, Ky. I love how savage you get with me. I’ll always be your safe place. You can have me anytime you want. I’m yours and you are mine. Shh. It’s okay. You can let go.”

Her voice penetrated the darkness, providing the light I needed so my body could finally unleash the pent-up need and aggression I had let build until I couldn’t control it any longer.

With one more wild thrust, I emptied deep inside her, coming so hard my entire body shook. Hayat continued to stroke her fingers through my hair, her soothing whispers calming the ferocious storm inside me. She kissed my cheek, my forehead, all while whispering that everything was okay. We were safe. She loved me. I made her feel so good. She was never going to let me go.

Slowly, the world came back into focus. Hayat was still on Sparks’s lap, but he was no longer inside her. He rubbed his hands up and down her arms, kissing the side of her head, while she continued to tame the darkness that had taken over inside me.

Lifting my head, I took in the room around us. Jamie was stretched out on the floor several feet away, his cock still out and hard, but he didn’t appear to be in a hurry to finish. The couch was askew from how hard I’d taken Hayat. Her legs were around my waist but relaxed instead of trying to trap me inside her.

Heart pounding, I opened my mouth to apologize, but she kissed me tenderly before pressing her fingers to my lips. “I love you. I loved what just happened. And I can’t wait to have more of it.”

Eyes stinging, I nodded, relieved that she was okay and still loved me. I was so scared she would stop. That one day, she would wake up and realize how unworthy of her I truly was.

A knock on the green room door had us all turning to stone. Ah, fuck. We’d just gone at it like animals in her dad’s club. Of all the inappropriate places to fuck Hayat as wildly as we just had, this was probably top of the list.

Another insistent knock came, this one harder. “Hayat. Hey! I have maybe ten minutes before Vaughn drags me to the airport. Can I at least have a hug before I leave for my honeymoon?”

Relief flashed in Hayat’s eyes, and we all breathed a little easier as I carefully pulled from her tight body, causing her to whimper in a mixture of pleasure and discomfort. She was soaked with come, and we were all at least half naked. If Vitucci was with Abi and she saw us like this, he wouldn’t hesitate to put a bullet between our eyes.

“Abi, I’m going to need more than ten minutes before I can safely open the door.” Hayat’s eyes dropped to where Jamie was casually stroking his cock. She licked her lips. “Thirty minutes. Please. I need to hug you before you leave. But I’m not exactly presentable, even to you.”

Her friend laughed loud enough to be heard through the door. “Gee, I wonder why? Okay, shower and make yourself presentable . I’ll just wait right here.”

Offering Hayat my hand, I helped her get to her feet. Her legs were jelly when she took the first few steps. Sparks and I both grabbed hold of her to steady her. Sucking her bottom lip between her teeth, she looked at Jamie. “Wanna test out how durable the shower is in the connecting bathroom?”

He jumped to his feet, already kicking off his shoes. “Best idea I’ve heard all day, Hellion.”