CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR

GAGE

"Payback's a bitch, Pretty Boy."

He chuckles as we walk back to Mav and our two women. Sebastian wraps his arm around my waist. "What's wrong, Gage? Feeling a little sticky?"

This is an interesting side to him, because between the three of us, he's always had the least of the asshole behavior. I will get him back. It might not be today, but when I do, he'll know what he did to deserve it.

"What now?" Mav asks impatiently, the moment we get within speaking distance. He's horny, and that always makes him edgy.

I glare at Sebastian. "I need to make a stop at the gift shop, then I have a surprise for the girls."

Lucy chews on her crackers that she has started taking with her wherever she goes, but Stella jumps up and down with excitement. Do I watch her boobs as she does it? Yeah, cause obviously. The thought of her bouncing up and down on my dick makes my situation even less comfortable. Getting a raging hard on with drying fucking cum in my underwear is not my idea of a good time.

"Let's go."

Sebastian opens the door to the gift shop with a smirk on his face, one that I intend to wipe off him very soon.

It takes about five minutes for Stella to squeal about these Paris shirts with a gemmed Eiffel Tower, and the words Je' T'aime in pink. She's insistent that she's buying two, one for her and one for Lucy. None of this is really exciting and new for Lucy, because I'm sure she's been here, since she has spent the majority of her life on this side of the world. She stands off to the side with Mav's arm around her, while she snacks on her crackers.

I find a pair of shorts and a three pack of boxers, but I decide to get a new shirt too, because the one I'm wearing will look really stupid with the shorts. Are Parisians really small because all the t-shirts are mediums, which will never fit me.

"I can't find a shirt in the right size," I grumble to myself, but Stella yells out, "I found an XL, Gage!"

Turning, I glare at her while Sebastian chuckles at my misfortune.

"I heart Paris?"

Even Lucy giggles, because everybody knows I do not fucking heart Paris.

STELLA

Gage keeps looking at Sebastian like he's going to rip his clothes from his body and fuck him in front of all the tourists. Lucy, Mav, and I watch them with interest when Gage speaks low to him, "Are you excited, Pretty Boy?"

When he swallows hard but doesn't answer, Gage says, "I'm excited, baby. So excited."

Mav laughs as he wraps one arm around Lucy, and the other around me. "Did something happen up there?"

"Nothing," Gage grumbles as we follow behind him, because it seems he's the only one that knows where we're going.

We end up at a large boat. A boat? A ship? I'm not sure, but it's really big. All of us follow Gage onboard the vessel quietly. I think we're all a little confused, because nobody seems to have known about this other than him.

Like well-tended sheep, we all follow him down the stairs to what looks like a large living room and sleeping quarters, with what appears to be two bedrooms beside each other on the far end.

"I'm going to take a shower. Nobody better be naked when I get out."

He glares at Sebastian. "Or it'll be even worse."

The thing with Gage Rage is that sometimes it's loud and scary. When it's quiet though, a low tone like this, his actions are purposeful but not at all pleasant.

Mav scratches his jaw as he questions Sebastian, "What the fuck did you do?"

He shrugs as he sinks into one of the two couches with a beer. "Nothing really. I think he's feeling the need to reassert his dominance."

I fold my arms over my chest as I glare at him. "Nothing caused this?"

Gage is most definitely unhinged, but there's normally something that causes a reaction from him. He doesn't simply revert to asshole mode for no reason.

He buries his face in his hands. "I made him cum in his pants."

Maverick roars with laughter so hard that, for a minute, I'm worried he's going to pull a muscle.

Gage comes out of the shower with a towel wrapped around his waist. His dark hair is wet, eyes dark as coal, and a smirk on his face. "Pretty Boy, on your knees. Now."

He doesn't move from his spot on the couch, he just speaks quietly, "Gage."

"Mav, help him to his knees, and hold his hands behind his back."

Lucy and I exchange worried glances as Maverick does as Gage asked him.

Gage steps in front of him as Mav holds his hands firmly behind his back. Gage strokes Sebastian's cheek. "In just a minute it's going to feel like I don't love you. Maybe even as if I hate you. I still love you. Fuck. You're so beautiful, baby, I'll always love you. However, you need to be punished and you will be."

"Aren't there other people on the boat?" I ask, trying to save Sebastian from whatever this is.

"There's a crew upstairs. They know not to interrupt."

He glances over Sebastian's shoulder at Mav. "Don't let go, and don't relax your hold."

Ripping the towel away from his body, he stands in front of Sebastian with his cock bobbing in his face. "Open wide, Pretty Boy."

When he doesn't immediately obey, he rubs the head of his cock over his lips, leaving his precum glistening there. "This can go from bad to worse very quickly. Open your fucking mouth."

When he finally complies, Gage slams into his throat, instantly causing him to gag, as he grabs the side of his face and skull fucks him. I've seen ruthless Gage, but never to this degree. I should be disgusted, right? The tears streaming down Sebastian's face should make me want this to stop. Yet, I'm so fucking turned on I can barely see straight.

LUCY

It's been a weird day so far, and it just keeps getting weirder. First of all, the Eiffel Tower really was bizarre and spectacular, but no way was I going up that thing, and it turns out Stella also wasn't keen, but I have this suspicion that Gage and Sebastian didn't go up it either, because they weren't gone long enough to go all the way to the top of it and stop to look around, and also the fact that Sebastian says he made Gage cum in his pants, makes me think they weren't up among tons of people.

Did we really just go to the fucking Eiffel Tower and not even take a single picture of it? When Gage returns from the bathroom and gets Mav holding Sebastian so he can fuck his face, I have to admit it's so sexy to watch. We all know that Sebastian enjoys being used by Gage, but seeing Gage being so ruthless, like he was in the beginning when we all first met, well, I just didn't expect it to be so hot.

"What's up, Pretty Boy, you gonna choke on me?" Gage asks in a low deadly voice as he holds Sebastian's face tight against him, and Sebastian makes a gagging sound.

"Maybe you should let him breathe," Stella says, reaching towards Gage like she's actually going to touch him right now. I catch her hand and pull her back, before she makes him mad at us instead.

"As much as I like sex, I have to say, this isn't exactly what I thought was gonna happen, man. Can you just do this and let me go play with the girls?"

Mav might now have a little experience with both of our other men, but clearly, he's still firmly in the ‘I love pussy' camp, and obviously doesn't want to be involved in Gage and Sebastian's little scene together. Stella nudges me and grins, gesturing to Mav, and I get her point, moving around his other side while she approaches him.

She slides her fingers over his cheek and guides him to turn and kiss her, and while she does that, I stroke my hand down his back, pausing just above his ass. He's not complaining anymore, but then he does have a mouthful of Stella's tongue right now. I cup one of Mav's firm butt cheeks and squeeze, and he makes a sound as he pulls away from kissing Stella.

"Lucy, what are you up to?" I grin as I slap his ass, and his eyes narrow at me. "Playing with fire, apparently. You think you won't pay for that?"

Sebastian makes another choked sound, gagging as Gage groans and his hips jerk several times. I think he's probably done now, but Stella starts giggling on the other side of Mav, and I hear a quiet thud as she slaps his ass too. I mean, his hands are still busy holding Sebastian, so he couldn't stop her, right? I do it again too and he curses.

"Gage, are you done? We have two little minxes here who need their asses slapped. Who do you want?" Oh shit .

Gage grins savagely at us, as he slowly eases out of Sebastian's mouth and Mav releases him, letting him fall forward onto his hands as he gasps for breath. "Hmmm. Let me see. Who deserves my hand on their ass right now." He glances down at Sebastian and smirks, and I think that means one of us is safe, at least from Gage. Stella looks at me behind Mav's back and widens her eyes. "We're fucked," she mouths at me, just as Gage speaks again.

"Was one of them more of a bad girl than the other?" Oh crap. That's me.

I back away from all of them.

"No spanking the pregnant lady. It's not safe, I'm certain whatever you read about that was wrong."

"Sweet Lucy wants my hand on her ass, Mav. Why don't you show Stella the error of her ways and send sassy little Lucy to me." Nope. Not happening. I turn to leg it, and Mav catches me in his arms.

"Where do you think you're going, my naughty girl. You know if you run, we'll always come for you."

Stella was right. We're fucked.

MAV

It's not like I'm really offended by the girls slapping my ass, I mean, I do have a fine ass, after all. Still, I'm not above using any situation to my advantage, especially if it means I get inside one of the girls, and I'm already hard, which bothers me because I was just watching Sebastian getting facefucked by Gage. There's no way that's why, so let's move on and get me some pussy.

Lucy's wriggling up against me and it feels fucking amazing, but Gage wants her, so I turn and shove her at him, grinning when Gage catches her and drags her back with him, bending her over Sebastian and resting her hands on his shoulders. Poor bastard is still kneeling down after what he just did to him, so I guess now he's going to be the thing Lucy gets spanked and fucked against.

Me, though, I've got me a sexy brunette to play with, and she's backing up step by step, and thinking I don't know she's retreating.

"Stella, baby, where do you think you're going now? You think you'll get away, because Lucy didn't, and I'm always faster than you." She lifts her eyebrows sassily at me.

"I'm not running from you, Maverick, because I'm not afraid of you." Aw that's adorable.

I crook my finger at her, and grin. "If you're not afraid, you can come here, baby. Let me get my hands on that sweet ass of yours. If you're lucky, I might just fuck it for you. I know we said all our cum is for your pussy, but I don't want your ass getting lonely."

She rolls her eyes. "You're a twisted mofo sometimes, Maverick, do you know that? All we did was pat your ass, which you'd admit yourself, is pretty sexy. So why don't we just move on and have sex that doesn't involve you invading parts of me that you won't give up yourself."

She's still on that? I let them suck me off, for fuck's sake, was that not enough? Unless…

"You're thinking I'll let you at me with a strap-on? Because that's a hell no, baby. Nothing's going in my ass, but I guess I could fill that pussy with cum again if that's what you want. See how I'm such a reasonable guy?" I wrap my fingers loosely around her throat when she finally moves closer to me. There's something so fucking sexy about holding a woman's throat, even if you just do it loosely, because you can feel every movement, every swallow, every sharp intake of breath, and with just a little tightening of your fingers, you can take those privileges away too. Stella wraps her fingers around my wrist and stares up at me.

"What if I suck you instead? Don't you want my lips around this big hard cock of yours?" She starts stroking me through my pants, and fuck yeah, that'll do nicely. I nod, and she licks her lips. I should be sticking to what I said would happen, but now all I want is a fucking hot wet mouth around my cock. Hey, I'm in charge so it's my prerogative, right?

SEBASTIAN

I knew he'd make me pay for doing it, but that didn't stop me in the moment, because it was fun to shake things up, and make him take it for once. As I take that brutal facefucking from him, I'm relieved, I think. Grateful even, and I know that sounds insane, but this trip has been a mindfuck from start to finish, and so many times I think any one of us expected it to all fall apart, but this feels like we're resetting things, restoring the balance, and generally falling back into our normal dynamic. Yes, I'm often Gage's bitch, but I love it. I love being overpowered by him, used by him, and treated like his whore, because guess what? I fucking am.

The recent stuff with Mav being involved with the two of us, and the girls having their fears and issues, has just reminded me how tenuous this relationship is, and how one person's changing feelings could destroy it. I won't let that happen, and I'll do whatever it fucking takes to prevent that. If I have to lock any or all of them up, I will. I was an obsessive bastard before we all got together, and that shit doesn't actually lessen over time. It gets worse. Stronger. More intense.

I think I literally zone out during the facefucking, drifting happily in my own head, because the next thing I know, I'm swallowing down a throatful of Gage's cum, and finally getting to breathe properly again.

I gather the girls were getting up to something, because they're suddenly being pulled apart from each other and, in Stella's case, practically tackled by Mav, so they can get spanked. I don't care what caused it, because it's more of our group settling back into what we had before, and what we all need. Lucy's warm hands land on my shoulders, her face so close I can feel her breath. She's giggling softly, even as her nails suddenly dig into my flesh and make me hiss with the delicious bite of pain.

"You can kiss Pretty Boy, Lucy, but keep your focus on me, or I'll keep going until you remember who has your ass right now." Why is that tone of his voice so fucking sexy? Why does it make me want to bend over and give him my ass?

Lucy's soft lips find mine, teasing gently, until my arm finds enough strength for me to reach up and fist her hair, as I press up into the kiss and take over. There won't be any sweetness for any of us right now, and that's how we like it. Every hard hit of Gage's hand against her ass sends a shockwave through her, and a pained squeak, but when I slide my other arm down her body and between her legs, I feel wetness, and know she's turned on, despite how hard Gage is probably spanking her.

"Who spanks asses around here, little Brit slut?" Gage demands, slamming his hand down hard enough that she staggers closer to me, her forehead bumping mine.

I realize she can't answer with my tongue in her mouth, so I pull back and squeeze tighter on her hair.

"Answer him, Lucy."

She sucks in a deep breath and giggles. "All of us!" Another hard slap, and she gasps and digs her fingernails into my shoulders again. Fuck, that feels so good.

"Keep playing this game, Lucy, my hand isn't even stinging yet, and I've got a backup."