Riffs That Ruin (Survival Records #2)

15. Keaton

R elief rushes through me. I’m not sure what I’d do if Raina couldn’t understand me the way she does. This was the only way I could think to show her how I feel.

Words seem to choke me, suffocate me until I give up using them. It’s worse with us on tour and compounded with Darius constantly around us. I seem to have backtracked on speaking out loud, but I won’t let that stop me from communicating with my woman.

Raina is a goddess. Pure perfection. Absolute beauty. She’s my everything.

Honestly, I think I’m some kind of chump falling for her so damn quickly. But how could I not when she’s the perfect woman for me. I’m not sure if soulmates exist, but if they do, she’s mine.

The need to claim her has me in a death grip. I need to sink balls deep into her and fill her with my cum.

I hide my sticks under the couch, freeing my hands to run along her inner thighs, the guys holding her open so beautifully. She’s a work of art I’d never tire of staring at.

My thumbs tug on the skin on either side of her pussy, opening her so I can watch her pulse with another aftershock. She’s so fucking wet. I can’t wait to slide into her.

“Keaton.” She says my name with so much emotion. It’s a hiss and a moan at the same time. A begging plea.

“Peaches,” I tease, knowing exactly what she wants, but also needing to hear her more than ever.

“Tell us what you want, baby,” Nash whispers in her ear. Blake nips her at the same time on her other lobe, making her gasp.

“Fuck me, please.” Her eyes beg me to give her what she wants, and her arms reach for me, but I’m too far away. I grasp her hands in mine, holding them on her legs to keep my view clear.

“But what about your other boyfriends? We can’t forget about them.” I watch her face with amusement, taking in the way her eyes flick from one side to the other, trying to come up with an idea of how she wants to include them. This is all of our Valentine’s Day. We don’t get enough down time as it is, not to mention without Darius around.

“I… umm…” She licks her lips, and her blown out pupils fixate on my cock. It’s the only thing she can think about right now.

She’s stunning when she’s dick drunk. And she hasn’t even gotten it yet. What will she look like coming around me?

“Come here, Peaches.” I reach for her, dragging her closer as I attempt to take her from the couch, but her grabby hands go for my dick again.

“No patience,” I growl, unable to stop her without making her tumble to the ground—her ass is barely on the cushion anymore. My cock throbs as her hand wraps around it, stroking to the tip. A groan slips out of me as I glance at my two friends asking for a little help here.

It’s really in their best interest. If they don’t help, then I’ll take her to the room in the back and fuck her without a second thought for their own aching cocks.

I should really get an award for number one best friend.

Blake leans forward, peppering her shoulder before he bites her in the crook of her neck.

“Oh, fuck,” she moans, tipping her head back, her eyes fluttering closed. Her hand squeezes my cock, making me thrust, chasing more of that sensation.

I’m really losing my cool here.

“On your knees,” I order, it comes out barely on this side of snapping at her.

She does it, and I make quick work of turning her around. “You already had your orgasm, Raina. Now it’s your boys’ turn. Help them, then I’ll fuck you against your bedroom door. We’ll let them listen on the other side as you scream for me.”

Huh. Put me in a safe, comfortable environment with my woman and the words come pouring out of me. Something for you to work out later, Keaton. Focus.

I press my front to her back, my cock nestled between her legs like a steel bar and nuzzle her ear. Her moan has me pressing forward, the head of my cock slicking through her wetness.

Nash grips the base of his length, and Blake takes her by the chin, guiding her into a deep kiss. Raina presses her hands into the cushion where she was previously sitting, leaning into him as their tongues swirl together. Her movement has me slipping along her again, my tip bumping against her swollen clit.

My fingers bite into her skin where I squeeze her hips. I hope she gets them off quickly. I want her all to myself when I thrust into her, but I might snap before that happens.

“Move together,” I grunt when they break apart. Everyone knows I mean Nash and Blake. Within a split second, their legs are pressed against each other, and Raina rubs her hands up their chests until she holds them from behind their necks, guiding them to suck on her nipples in tandem.

Her head falls back onto my shoulder as she gasps in pleasure. “You like that? You like having them both sucking on your hard little, perfect nipples?” I lick the shell of her ear and shivers run down her spine. I’m not sure if it’s from my words or tongue, or me at all, but I love this—working together with my brothers to give her pleasure.

It’s a shame I haven’t claimed her as mine already… that way I wouldn’t have to cut this short.

“I love it,” she finally responds, her hands fisting in their hair.

“I bet they would like to come. Don’t you think so, beautiful?” I slide my hand along her taut stomach until I find her clit, circling it with a finger and making her hips thrust. The movement has me sucking in a breath as my tip teases at her entrance.

Blake releases her nipple and nips at the side of her breast. When the day comes for us all to share her, I know it’ll be wild.

“Y-yeah,” she moans. My dick twitches at her response. I want to know how her walls feel clamped around my cock, but the guys need this too.

“Help your guys out, gorgeous. Their dicks need you.” With my command floating in the air around us, Blake and Nash lean back, giving her space to get to their cocks.

She leans against me, her eyes hooded as she bites her lip glancing from one to the other. “Will you help me?”

Her question isn’t directed specifically at either one of them, and my two friends look at each other before Nash answers. “Anything you want, baby. Tell me how you want me to help.”

“Anything?” she coos, the mischief in her tone unmistakable.

“Tell us,” Blake confirms.

She reaches in front of her, grabbing their hands and crossing over so Nash can grab Blake’s cock and vice versa.

“We need a little slickness here, baby. Want to help us out?” With his free hand, Nash brings her head to his cock, guiding her to suck him.

Blake leaves his hand resting on his best friend’s thigh, watching as our girl swirls her tongue around the tip of Nash’s head before sucking his length. At the same time, Nash swipes his thumb through the precum dripping down Blake’s shaft.

I’m a little surprised they’re comfortable with me being here, but I’m happy they are. We’re a family, and I won’t judge them for enjoying each other, on the condition it never hurts my girl.

There’s an audible pop when Raina releases his cock. She instantly moves to Blake while he grips Nash’s dick, stroking him up and down. “Spit on it for me,” Nash instructs, holding the base of Blake’s length and pointing it at her mouth.

She gathers the spit in her mouth and meets Blake’s eyes as she spits on his cock. Nash uses it to slick over the length of his best friend, then leans over and adds his own.

While he’s doing that, Raina fondles their balls. Every so often, she licks the head of one of their cocks.

My shaft resting against her pussy gets soaked with how turned on she is. Raina’s breath hitches as she watches them pleasure each other, their hands moving in a practiced rhythm, their moans bouncing off the walls of the bus. She can’t tear her eyes away from their intimate display, her own arousal growing with every passing second. The way they touch each other, the trust between them, it’s evident in every stroke.

And I can’t take my eyes off her. She’s so damn beautiful, and I can’t believe we found someone who would accept us with all our faults.

I squeeze her hips tighter, grinding my erection against her, knowing they better come soon or I’ll take her away before they do. “You like to watch?” I growl in her ear. My voice is thick with my need for her, sending yet another shiver through her.

“Yes,” Raina moans, transfixed by the scene playing out in front of us. “It’s so fucking hot.”

Raina’s hands never stop moving, her fingers manipulating their balls, her thumb stroking their taints in a synchronized motion. She looks up at the two men, her eyes filled with lust and determination. “I want you both to come at the same time,” she whispers, her voice raw with desire. “I want to see your faces when you come all over me.”

“Ask me, Raina. Ask me nicely and I’ll let these poor, hard dicks come all over your pretty tits,” I rasp into her ear.

Nash groans, his hand moving into her hair, tightening as Blake’s hand grasps the couch cushion. The slow, torturous strokes Raina delivers only heighten their arousal and test their self-control.

“Please,” she begs, a tremor in her voice. “Please paint me with your cum.”

Her words seem to break the control they have, their hands speeding up on their best friend’s cock as they stroke each other, both of them pinning our girl with their stares as they enjoy the moment. Then, they both come together, moaning out their release as they unload onto Raina’s chest and stomach.

I even have some land on my hand where I’m teasing her clit. None of their seed bothers me though. We all need to be comfortable with it if we want to share the same girlfriend.

My cock throbs, the ache becoming too fucking much to ignore any longer. I wordlessly retrieve my drumsticks where I hid them and help Raina stand, then pick her up, her legs instinctively wrapping around me. We stare into each other’s eyes as I take her to the back bedroom and slam the door behind us.

Turning around, I press her against the surface, hoping every scream she gives me will reach them on the other side. Holding up my sticks, I hand them to her, not needing to say a single word, even though this is a rare occasion I could give them to her if needed.

“Hey big guy,” she whispers, her fingers threading through the ice gray tips of my hair. “I need you to fuck me now. Please don’t make me wait any longer.”

She takes a deep breath and the hard peaks of her nipples rub against my chest. The slickness of cum coating her makes it glide all too easy. It’s such a simple thing, but it snaps the remaining thread of my control.

With an animalistic growl, I claim her mouth in a bruising kiss, plunging my tongue inside to combat the ache in my balls. Her taste, her heat, all of it consumes me as she wraps her body around me tighter. Squeezing me to her like she can’t get close enough.

I know, Peaches, I know. I’ll get us closer in a second.

Breaking the kiss, I trail my lips along her soft skin, sucking and biting along the way until I reach a sensitive spot behind her ear. Her moans fuel my desire, her intoxicating scent clouding my senses.

Growling low in my throat, I grip her ass roughly, lifting her higher until her slick warmth is a mere inch from my throbbing length. Close enough to feel my heat, but far away to be a tease.

“Say it again,” I growl, burying my face into the crook of her neck. “Tell me how much you need me to fuck you.”

“Keaton,” she whimpers, her nails digging into my back as she grinds her hips against mine, seeking more contact. “Please... I... I need you to fuck me. Claim me now. Make me yours.”

The primal part of me roars to life at her plea, and I waste no time granting her desperate request. With one swift, deep thrust, I drive myself into her tight, wet heat.

Raina’s gasp echoes through the small room as our hips connect with a satisfying smack. Her legs clench around my waist, drawing us together as I thrust into her.

“You feel so fucking good,” I manage between heavy breaths. Slowly at first, then picking up speed, I slam my cock into her soaking core, burying myself over and over, building that orgasm of hers that’s looming on the edge from watching her two boyfriends give each other a handy.

My sticks stab me in the back of the head as her nails scrape across my shoulders, but it’s fair since her head hits the door as she loses herself to the pleasure. Her neck arches, and I pepper her with kisses, needing her to feel the desperate love I have for her.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” she moans, her cunt milking my cock, but I won’t give her my release. Not yet anyway. I breathe heavily, enjoying every squeeze of her walls around me. Nothing compares to being inside her, of experiencing her pleasure.

When she finishes, her glassy eyes pin me under her spell, her mouth opening, but nothing comes out.

That good? I ask, honoring the silence around us. She licks her lips and whimpers. Ready for more?

I don’t wait for an answer, I know what it’d be. I hold her to me as I move from the door to the bed. Her hair splays around her on the pillow and she stares at me so sweetly. The entire time I keep my cock in her. I’m not sure I’ll ever be able to remove myself from her warmth.

Bracing my arms on either side of her face, I slowly thrust. What we did at the door was a frenzied mess, a breaking of my control. But now that I’ve satisfied her once with my cock, I’m able to shower her with my adoration.

Her hands trace the muscles on my arms, my hips undulating against her, sliding my cock in and out nice and smooth. I rest my forehead on hers, running my hand along her body until I’m gripping her by the knee, hitching her leg higher, letting me thrust deeper.

Her moans fill the room, her back arching as the pleasure mounts once again. Her body glistens with a light sheen of sweat joining the cum, accentuating her every curve. Her eyes flutter open, and I know what she’s about to ask.

“Please,” her sweet voice begs, husky with need. “It’s our turn to come together.”

I growl in approval, unable to deny her, even though I’d love to fuck her until the sun rises. With a final thrust, my orgasm crashes through me like a tidal wave, and I slam into her, wanting to be as deep as possible while I paint her insides with my cum.

Mark her.

Claim her.

Love her.

Keep her forever.

She gasps and shudders as she feels the hot liquid fill her, her eyes never leaving mine. Emotion shines as she gives me unfettered access to her soul. This woman who’s been hurt so much trusts me with every fiber of her being, and she knows I won’t betray that gift. She’s mine to protect. A cherished connection bloomed between us from day one, and I’m so fucking thankful to have her.

As our breathing returns to normal, I gather her in my arms, pulling the covers over both of us. “You mean the world to me,” I rasp softly, kissing her forehead.

“Same,” she whispers, nuzzling into my chest. “I don’t know what I’d do without you guys.”

Outside the room, we can hear Blake and Nash cleaning up, hiding any hint of what happened tonight before Darius comes back. Raina and I will need to do the same, but we have some time to enjoy the moment before that happens.

My arms tighten around her, enjoying the way her curves form perfectly against me. Her soft sigh blows across my neck and my cock hardens once more.

I’m sure there’s time for another round…

Threading my fingers through her hair, I tilt her head back, claiming her lips in a soft kiss.