CHAPTER FORTY-EIGHT

MAV

‘Wait for us on your knees,' she said, so here I am like some fucking ass backwards Christian Grey doing exactly that. This must be what it feels like to be waiting for the guard to come get you in the hours before your execution. Yeah, I'm being a fucking drama queen, but I swear my heart might beat out of my damn chest. I don't think they're planning anything crazy, but this alone has me in a frenzy. A man like me doesn't kneel. He doesn't fucking submit. He is the dominant one, taking what he wants, and growling orders. I like it that way. This is not something I'd ever want, but for my women, fuck, I'd do anything for them. To not only keep them, but for Lucy and Stella to want to be here. That's the key. We could lock them up forever, we're certainly capable of it. If either of them lose that mixture of lust and love when they look at me, I think it'd kill me. I don't want to lose that and that's what will get me through tonight. I fucked up. I brought this on myself, and I'll pay the price.

The door opens and Gage, as well as Sebastian, walk in and plop down in the chairs across the room from the bed. I glare at one and then the other. "Really?"

Gage grins while he runs his tongue over his lip ring. "Really, Sweet Cheeks. You think there's any chance I'd miss this?"

Stella walks into the room, drops a large bag on the floor, with Lucy beside her, and whatever rude comment I was planning to make slips from me, as my brain fucking short circuits.

Both of them are dressed in matching black bras that appear to be leather, the material crossing over the chest. The matching black panties have straps on each thigh, also crisscrossing, and matching fishnet thigh-highs and heels. Fuck. Those heels would be so much fun to fuck them in.

They both walk over to me, run their fingers through my hair, and yank my head back. Stella smiles while looking down at me. "Happy to see us, baby?"

Stella reaches her free hand into Lucy's blonde hair that tonight has soft curls, and leans in, kissing her softly. She hums as she pulls back from her. "You remember how sweet she tastes, don't you, Maverick?" I swallow past the lump in my throat. "Yes, of course I do."

Stella stares at me with an emotion I can't identify. "There are rules tonight. If you don't follow them, we will end things immediately."

Quickly, I glance at Gage in question. What does that mean? If I say no, it's over? Or whatever they have planned tonight is over? I try to speak, but suddenly my tongue feels too big for my damn mouth.

They let go of my head, and Lucy moves so she's standing directly in front of me, slides her panties to the side and stares at me with a serious expression. "Lick."

I drag my fingers up the outside of her thighs and Stella barks, "Hands off, Maverick. You do as you're told. Nothing more, nothing less."

It's clear fairly quickly that this is all Stella's idea, and my sweet Lucy is going along with it. I'm not happy about this, but am I going to turn down eating her beautiful pussy? Not a chance. I dart my tongue out and slide it up her slit, quickly moving to her clit as she moans for me. Lucy braces herself on my shoulders while she pushes her pussy against my face.

Stella pulls her away from me. "That's enough. Get on the bed, Maverick."

STELLA

While Maverick gets onto the bed, Lucy and I put on the harnesses we bought with the dildos attached. When we walk back over to him, he visibly panics. "No. Stella. Come on, baby. I didn't leave to hurt you. Please don't."

He sounds so defeated and I don't like it, but I'll stay on track. This isn't entirely about punishing him, although he does deserve to be punished. The bigger picture is for us all to become one complete unit. I don't believe for a second Maverick won't enjoy this, but he's got his walls built so high, he'd never consent to it. Consent is a rather grey area in this relationship, and turnabout is fair play.

"Guys," I say to Gage and Sebastian who know the plan, so they know exactly what I'm asking for.

They both come over and get on the bed beside his hips, and grab his legs and pin them back, while Lucy kneels beside his head, stroking his hair.

He fights against their hold on his legs, but it's no use, because both of them are too strong for him to get too far. Lucy leans down and strokes his face, while kissing him softly. "Shh," she murmurs, "It's going to be okay."

"Sebastian." Of course, he knows what he's supposed to do, but he hesitates for a moment and glances at Gage, like he's asking for permission. Gage smiles at him softly. "Go on, baby."

He takes Mav's cock in his hand and lowers his head, licking the underside of his dick while I lube up my fingers. Moaning when Sebastian takes his cock into his mouth, Mav bucks his hips, I think trying to get free, but only appears to push himself into his throat, while I push a finger into his ass. He clenches, trying to fight off what I'm doing to him, and Gage murmurs, "Don't fight it. It won't hurt nearly as much if you give in."

Mav glares at him and bites, "Fuck you, Gage."

I make it past the ring of muscle before inserting a second finger, moving them around to loosen him up. He groans deliciously. I know he thinks he doesn't want this, but he will change his mind. After fingering him for several minutes, I pull out and lube up the toy. His eyes widen with fear. "Stel. Baby, don't."

I cup his balls and speak softly. "It's going to be okay, Maverick. This is for the greater good."

"Fuck," he yells, as I slowly push my hips forward, penetrating his ass with the six inch toy. Sebastian chuckled at the size, but I wanted to start small because it is his first time.

"You look so good like this, Mav. Sexiest thing I've ever seen."

And he does. I watch as I pull out, and then continue staring down at the spot where the toy disappears inside him.

"Jesus. Fuck," he cries out as Lucy murmurs to him. "You're doing so well, Mav."

Every single moan that escapes from his lips makes my clit throb. He might have said he never wanted this, but he likes it. He can deny it all he wants, but he needs this.

"Gage, he's ready."

I pull out of him and get off the bed, and switch out the toy with a clean ‘real feel' one I bought. You can never be too safe.

Sebastian lets go of him and gets up, while Gage climbs between his trembling legs, and Lucy murmurs once again, "You'll love the piercing, calm down."

Gage slides inside Mav's ass as I approach the bed, and Sebastian spreads Gage's ass cheeks and slams inside him.

"I fucking hate you," Mav says, but there's no heat behind it.

Lucy is trembling, so I help her aim the toy for Sebastian's ass, and once she's inside him, I push her down slightly, and slide into her pussy with the toy, which causes her to whimper immediately.

I turn the vibration on, which stimulates her insides as well as my clit, then, grabbing her hips, I fuck her while she cries out. It's like a domino effect, Lucy moans, then Sebastian, Gage, and finally the reluctant Mav, who cries out deliciously. Only now he's yelling yes as he strokes his cock furiously, instead of no. This is how we all get to be together at once. It's perfect. It's beautiful.

LUCY

It's hot, it's sweaty, it's chaotic, and we're all coming within seconds of each other, because I think a situation like that gets a person so fucking horny that they can't hold back. Did I ever imagine myself being a part of some kind of sex caterpillar like that? FYI, I'm putting it in a damn book with Stella! Oh… and maybe some NSFW artwork to go with it.

As soon as everyone starts breaking apart, I head for Mav, figuring he's definitely going to need a hug, no matter how hot and sweaty it might be, but as we all descend onto the bed, sans strap-ons, he moves up and heads for the door.

"Mav, stay with us," I practically beg as I follow him. The others are watching with concern, but stay on the bed, huddled together, as we leave the room. Mav turns and stops me, his hands on my shoulders.

"I'm okay, baby, I'm just sweaty as fuck. Let me go shower, and I'll be right back." He kisses my forehead and strides right to the bathroom, shoving the door closed behind him. I dither in the hallway for a moment, until a hand touches my back. I turn to see Sebastian standing behind me, his face mirroring my concern.

"Should I follow him? Should someone else?" I ask, feeling almost frantic with worry, because he's closing himself off from us, after something that should bring us closer together. Sebastian takes my hand and squeezes it.

"You know how it felt to be forced into things you didn't want, and I know how I felt when Gage blew me the first time. Being pushed out of your comfort zone in that way, particularly for a straight guy, is a big fucking deal. Trust me, he needs someone right now, and I think you'll be the right one to let him work through whatever he's feeling." I swallow hard, nodding at Sebastian, who also kisses my forehead before he practically shoves me toward the bathroom.

It's with serious trepidation that I approach that door, because is it locked? And if it isn't, should I really walk in, and intrude on whatever he's doing or feeling right now? Sebastian said I'd be the best person for this, I guess because he was the one who took my firsts, and now I've witnessed his. I have no idea, but I try the door handle and discover that he didn't lock the door. That has to mean something, right?

The room is filled with steam, and I can just about make out Mav's form behind the fogged-up glass of the door. He's standing under the cascading water, his head down, and his shoulders slumped. I have another moment of doubt as I grab the door, hesitating as I ponder intruding on this space he clearly needs. He moves quickly, his hand catching my arm, and dragging me into the cubicle, under the hot water, folding his arms around me and holding me almost too tight against his chest.

"I'm sorry. I didn't want to leave you alone," I say just loud enough to be heard over the shower, and he sighs, tightening his arms further. He's going to crush me if he's not careful, but what a way to go. I tighten my arms around him too, trying to offer whatever comfort he needs.

"It doesn't make you gay," I offer, because I know that's what Sebastian struggled with, and still struggles with sometimes. Mav chuckles, pressing his face into my wet hair.

"I know. Still… my ass fucking hurts. Is this how it feels for you and Stella when I do this to you?" I shrug, but probably, in fact, he took a much smaller dick up there at first than we normally do, but will it help to tell him that right now?

"It's usually tender after. Mav, thank you for letting us do that. It wasn't to hurt you, you have to know that." He nods, his chin bumping my forehead.

"Yeah, still, I deserved pain for what I did. If you both wanted to make sure I don't hide shit again, don't worry, lesson learned. Besides, now I get to pay it back tenfold." Shit. I try to struggle out of his hold, because what the fuck? That's not how this stuff works.

"But-"

"Exactly, mine got fucked, and now it'll be open season on yours and Stella's. I'll figure out a way to get back at the guys too."

"It's not something to pay back, Mav. This was us cementing our union together. This was about us strengthening our bond after it nearly broke. You don't have to punish anyone, because that came before tonight."

"Fuck." His arms tighten once more, and I decide to shut my mouth for a bit and just let him be.