Twin Babies for my Pucking Defenders (Chicago Icebreakers #2)

34. Chapter Thirty-Four

Chapter Thirty-Four

Axel

I’m not even sure which one of us moves first. All I know is that one minute, we’re standing there in awkward silence, and the next, I’ve got my hands on her waist, pulling her against me, and Carter’s already on the other side, his lips on her neck.

“You need something, Jade?” I murmur, my lips brushing her ear. She tilts her head back a little, eyes fluttering closed, but doesn’t say anything.

Carter grins, pressing himself against her back. “Yeah, Jade. What do you need?”

Her breath hitches, and she’s already grinding her hips between us, searching for more. Fuck, she’s hot. Her cheeks are flushed, her lips parted, and there’s this hunger in her eyes that’s driving me insane.

“Ice chips,” she breathes out, but she’s already moving, pushing against me like she needs a whole lot more than that.

“Bullshit,” I say with a laugh, my hand slipping down her side. “You don’t want ice. You want…”

“Ice chips,” she repeats, but she’s moaning now, her voice shaky as she presses herself between us, her body practically begging for us to do something more.

Carter’s hands are already under her shirt, lifting it just enough to get his hands on her bare skin. “Yeah? You sure that’s all you want?”

She whimpers in response, and it’s all the fucking confirmation I need. My hand slides lower, over the curve of her ass, until I’m slipping my fingers into the waistband of her panties, feeling the heat of her against my hand. She’s so goddamn warm, already soaked through and it drives me crazy.

“You’re always so wet for us,” I growl, my lips grazing her ear.

Her hips jerk, and she lets out this little mewl, so fucking desperate for more. “Always,” she breathes, her voice shaky. “Always for you.”

Carter’s chuckling beside me, his hands moving up to her chest, teasing her through the thin fabric of her bra. “Coach said we’d get to do that murder mystery escape room if we won the next game,” he says, his voice low, “but it kinda feels like we’ve already won, don’t you think?”

Jade’s too lost in the moment to respond. She’s making these soft, needy sounds, grinding herself against both of us, her breath coming out in quick, shallow bursts. She’s completely at our mercy, and fuck, if that doesn’t do something to me.

Her moans get louder, and she arches her back, pressing harder against Carter behind her while pushing her hips into my hand. She’s so responsive, so fucking desperate, and it’s making me lose my grip on the situation. Every little sound she makes, every time her body moves against mine, I feel myself unraveling.

Her clothes start coming off, and she’s acting desperate.

Carter’s got his hands on her thighs now, lifting her slightly so she can grind against us more easily. “What do you think, Jade? Should we keep playing nice, or should we give you what you really want?”

Her breath hitches, and she’s practically panting at this point, so goddamn needy for us. She can’t even form a coherent response. She’s just uttering a string of soft moans and desperate gasps as her hips move faster.

“Axel,” she whimpers, her hands clutching at my shoulders, nails digging in just enough to drive me crazy.

“Yeah, baby?” I murmur, kissing her neck, tasting her skin. She’s soft and warm and so fucking addictive, it’s unreal.

She doesn’t say anything else, just pulls me closer, her breath hot against my ear. Carter’s already kissing down her spine, his hands still moving over her body like he’s got all the time in the world. But I know neither of us has any patience left. Not with her like this.

“You sure you’re ready for this?” Carter whispers in her ear, his voice rough, but there’s this hint of tenderness behind it. “You know what’s coming, Jade. You know we’re not gonna hold back.”

She nods, biting her lip as she presses harder against us. “Please,” she breathes out, her voice so fucking wrecked that I almost lose it right there.

I meet Carter’s eyes over her shoulder, and there’s this unspoken agreement between us.

I slowly press into her welcoming, wet pussy, and she gives a little keen of pleasure. I start moving slowly in and out of her, and she throws her head back, surrendering to her pleasure.

“Ready for more?” Carter asks.

“Yes,” she breathes out. “Fuck, yes.”

He steps in closer, his thighs pressing against my legs. I tilt her forward slightly, allowing him the room to move. He briefly dips his fingers into her pussy alongside my cock and I inhale sharply as a little zing of pleasure races up my spine. He uses the moisture from her pussy to prepare her, and then starts easing himself inside of her too.

“Holy shit,” Jade gasps, her breasts pressed against me as she moves back to take more of Carter in. Her pussy is like a tight, wet glove, holding my cock tightly, and I shudder as I try to hold still, waiting for her to be ready for more.

Just as we are about to start really enjoying ourselves, there’s a knock at the door. “Can I come in?”

The voice is Nate’s, and Carter and I look at one another for a moment. “Jade?” I ask.

“Nate!” she calls, her voice sexy as hell. “Get in here!”

He slips through the door, his eyes going wide at the scene in front of him. Then, he grins. “Room for one more?” he asks, and I chuckle despite the fact that my cock is raging for release.

“Here, baby,” Nate says, slipping down his joggers and boxers and coming close enough that she can reach his cock. “Now we’re all ready to worship you.”

Jade’s breath is ragged between us, her body moving in time with every touch, every push, and it’s almost too much to handle. I can’t tear my eyes away from her, the way her lips part, the soft sounds she’s making driving me wild. She’s completely undone, and knowing we are the ones who’ve put her in this state—it does something to me.

“Fuck, Jade,” I rasp out, gripping her hips tighter, feeling the heat and slickness of her skin beneath my fingers. I’ve never seen her like this before, never thought it’d feel like this, being with her. Not just physically, but something deeper, something I haven’t had the guts to admit out loud yet.

She’s a blubbering mess, soft moans spilling from her lips, head thrown back as she arches between us. Every inch of her is desperate for more, and I can barely think straight. Carter is just as lost, his hands everywhere, mouth all over her, while I’m trying to hold on to some kind of control.

“God, you’re so fucking beautiful,” I mutter, but the words come out rough, almost strangled. She’s a vision, completely wrecked between us, and it’s taking everything in me not to lose it.

“Axel...” she moans my name, and it hits me like a freight train. She’s not just any woman—she’s Jade . Jared’s sister. My Jade. The one I’ve been pushing away for too long because of stupid reasons, reasons that seem ridiculous now.

My heart—no, fuck. I wasn’t going to say anything about my heart. But this…this is different. This isn’t just fucking. It’s way more. She’s special. And if I’m being honest with myself, she’s the only woman I’ve ever really wanted.

I glance over at Carter, who’s still caught up in his own world with her, lost in the moment. He meets my eyes for a split second, and it’s like we both know. We’re in deep. There’s no going back from this.

Her body jerks, her legs trembling as she grips the desk beneath her, and it only spurs me on. But even through the haze of lust and heat, one thought keeps screaming through my head: I’m in love with her.

Shit. I’m fucking in love with Jade .

And there’s no more denying it.

Carter and I start moving, and she starts making delicious noises. Her pussy is so wet that it’s dripping onto my thighs.

“I going to come,” I warn her, and then I let go, shaking and jerking, surrendering to an orgasm that feels like a tidal wave rolling over me.

Carter moans as he comes too, slumping forward over her body a little. She trembles, arching into us, seeking her own release.

“Please,” she begs. “Please, I’m so close.”

Her soft whimpers pull me out of my thoughts for a moment. I lean down, whispering against her ear, “You okay, Jade?”

She nods, but she’s too far gone to form words, her breath coming out in quick, broken gasps.

“My turn,” Nate says gently, stroking a hand down Jade’s back. Carter and I slide out of her body, supporting her as Nate positions himself behind her. I cradle her weight, feeling her soft little panting breaths on my shoulder.

“Please,” she begs, sounding deliciously sexy. “Please, Nate.”

“Your wish is my command,” he tells her, slipping into her in a single thrust. She grips my shoulders for balance, keening, pressing back into Nate’s forceful thrusts. I feel the combination of her pleasure and mine dripping onto my skin as Nate takes her from behind while I help her to get the right angle.

Carter reaches between us to pinch her nipples between his fingers and knead her breasts. She cries out, pressing back into Nate who utters a little moan at the change in position.

He slips his hand lower, and finds her clit, stroking it gently. “Let go,” he tells her. “Let go for us.”

When she comes, she screams so loudly that I’m glad that the rest of the team went home already. I feel a rush of liquid flood over my thighs as she squirts.

“Oh, fuck that’s hot!” Nate exclaims, before allowing himself to come as well. I watch my coach, lost in the throes of passion, and I feel proud of all of us for being able to share something this intimate and special.

Jade’s a trembling, exhausted mess between us, her body completely spent. She’s leaning back, eyes half-closed, lips still parted, and I swear she’s never looked more gorgeous. I watch her, chest rising and falling, completely wrecked, and it hits me again—there’s no fucking way I’m walking away from this.

Not from her, not from this.

“Shit,” I mutter under my breath, running a hand through my hair, trying to pull myself back together.

Carter glances over, smirking. “You good?”

I shrug, not really sure what to say. “Yeah, just…thinking.”

He raises a brow, clearly not buying it. “Thinking about what?”

I look down at Jade who is leaning against me still, breathing roughly, then back at him. “About…all this. What we’re all doing here.”

He sits up, wiping the sweat from his forehead, nodding slowly. “Yeah. It’s a lot.”

“It’s amazing,” Jade croaks out, slipping down my thighs to stand on wobbly feet between all of us. “Thank you, all of you,” she tells us with a smile.

She glances over her shoulder, and Nate leans in for a kiss. “We’re the ones who should thank you.”

“You can thank me by sneaking me down to the locker room to get cleaned up a little,” she says with a giggle.

“Come on,” Nate says, passing her some clothing and helping her get dressed. “I’ll escort you down there.”

Carter and I start to get dressed after Nate and Jade leave the room.

“What do we do about Jared?” I ask.

That gets his attention. “Jared?”

I nod, rubbing the back of my neck. “Yeah, man. Sooner or later, I’m gonna have to talk to him about all this. About how I feel about all of this.”

Carter’s quiet for a second, then he chuckles softly. “Good luck with that, dude.”

I roll my eyes. “Yeah, thanks for the support, asshole.”

He laughs again, but there’s a seriousness in his eyes. “Look, if you’re serious about Jade—really serious—you’ll figure it out with Jared. He’s not gonna kill you if he knows you actually care about her.”

I sigh, running a hand over my face. “I don’t just care about her, Carter. I’m fucking in love with her.”

The words hang in the air, heavy and real, and it feels like I’ve finally admitted the truth I’ve been avoiding for way too long.

Carter raises a brow, then grins. “Well, shit. Guess we really are in this, huh?”

I nod. “Yeah. We are.”

The only thing I’m sure of is that I’m not going anywhere. Not now. Not ever.

We might’ve fucked things up before, but I’m damn sure not going to screw this up now. Because I’ve never been more certain about anything in my life.

Jade’s it for me.

And soon, I’m going to make sure she knows that.