20. Chapter Nineteen

Chapter Nineteen

Asher

A fter Ronan and I chopped over two dozen logs and stacked them in the house, we went in search of Vincent. He was gone for over an hour and a half, and we found him deep in the woods, hacking away at a monster of a tree. I asked him how the fuck he thought that was going to fit in the cabin, but he said he’d make it work. Said that Skyla would want the biggest one we could get. Whatever.

It took all three of us just to get the fucking thing inside, and when we did, he came to the acceptance that we needed to hack off over four feet of the trunk just so it would stand up inside. We were able to find an old tree stand in the garage, and while it isn’t the sturdiest thing, it works.

Several hours after we finished, Skyla, Liam, and Wesley finally showed up. I was starting to think we’d need to go find them, which would have been fucking hard since we all took one car to get up here.

When they pulled up, though, it all made sense. Liam practically bounced out of the car, and when the back door was opened up, all hell broke loose. Ornaments, lights, and more fake pine décor than we knew what to do with came spilling out; thankfully, nothing was made of glass.

One look at the haul they bought, not even counting the groceries, and I knew Liam had found a way to put a sizable dent in Skyla’s limitless credit card. Fucker.

It took us almost the rest of the night to unload everything, get it put away, or hung up and make dinner. And by make dinner, I mean we opted for a couple of frozen pizzas that they picked up. After we ate, we all sat down to watch a movie, though everyone didn’t last long.

Ronan was the first to go to bed, followed by Wesley. Vincent tried to act like he wasn’t tired, but by the second Santa Clause movie, his eyes were staying closed for longer than they were open before they stopped opening in general.

Now it’s just Liam, Skyla and I. Liam is sitting in the middle, one hand on Skyla’s knee and the other on mine. When he first put it there, I felt almost everyone’s eyes on me, but I just ignored them. I like Liam’s hand on my knee, it’s not a fucking crime.

Slowly, I feel Liam’s hand begin to raise, moving higher and higher up both Skyla and my leg as he draws casual patterns against us. I lift my brow in question at him, but he innocently pretends to be watching the movie. Skyla is giving him a mirroring look before she looks at me and grins.

I can’t help but smile back at her before Liam reaches the apex of her thighs, seconds before he reaches mine. I’m not ashamed to admit that I’m fucking hard. I’ve been hard since Skyla came out in her yoga sleep shorts and tank top, I stayed hard when Liam started touching me, pressing his body into my side, and I’m raging fucking hard now that his fingertips are caressing the outside of my cock.

“You ready to go to bed?” I ask Liam and Skyla.

Liam looks at me and pouts like a goddamn child, I swear.

“I’m not tired.”

I lean into him, my eyes level with his as our noses brush.

“That wasn’t the question.”

Heat fills his green eyes as he practically springs to his feet, yanking Skyla to hers and tossing her over his shoulder as he runs through the house. For some fucking reason, I run too. Chasing after her, after him, after…them.

Mine, all fucking mine.

I climb the stairs easily and I just barely see Liam dart into one of the rooms down the hall. The door is left open, and when I get inside, I slam it closed before locking it. Skyla is already laying on the bed and Liam is sitting on the edge next to her when I close the distance between us.

I grab Liam by the throat, squeezing tightly as I bring my face to his.

“You’ve been a goddamn tease tonight, you both have,” I say as I shoot a look over to her.

“Me? What did I do?”

“You’re too fucking beautiful, too sexy. You leave me no choice.”

“I like where these no choices are leading,” Liam smirks.

I shove him away, releasing my hold on him as I reach over and grab Skyla’s shorts, yanking them off her body before forcefully parting her legs.

Her cunt is glistening and pretty and pink for us, my mouth waters just looking at her. I look to Liam.

“Get over there and eat my wife’s cunt.”

Skyla’s mouth drops at that as Liam practically scrambles across the bed. He dives face first between her thighs, and I spread them wider for him, allowing him to fucking suffocate on her. Skyla moans as Liam’s tongue runs through her before he circles it around her clit. I grab a fistful of her hair and lower my face to hers as I speak.

“That feel good, princess? You like having your boyfriend eat your cunt while your husband watches?”

“Yes,” she pants. “But I’d like it better if my husband ate my cunt with my boyfriend.”

My eyebrows shoot up in surprise as I look down to see Liam nodding his head, his mouth currently latched onto Skyla’s clit, ripping another moan from her.

Slowly, I grab the back of my shirt, pulling it up and over my head before I toss it to the side. I push down my pants next, only leaving on my boxers as I climb onto the bed. Liam scoots to the side, allowing enough room for me to join him. While he’s focused on her clit, I go a little lower. My tongue circles her asshole before I drag it through her wet cunt, tongue fucking her before I start the movement all over again.

“Oh fuck! Shit, more,” she begs.

“You hear that? She wants more,” I smirk to Liam.

He releases her clit, a wicked grin on his face as he nods. Together, we begin savagely eating her. You know that clip of that popular comedy actor savagely eating the watermelon and then walking away? Yeah, like that. Except neither of us plan on walking away.

In the haste of it all, Liam’s tongue brushes against mine, and the next time his tongue flicks down, I’m the one to run mine over his. Sloppy kisses are exchanged in between licking Skyla’s pussy, and I can tell the minute she notices because her legs begin to squirm, forcing Liam and I closer.

“Oh my god! Yes! Lick my pussy together, kiss, touch. FUCK! You both are so fucking hot,” she moans.

One more brush of our tongues together over her clit and she shatters apart. We lick and suck her through it, but when her body stops shaking, I need more. My mouth presses to Liam, his tongue covered in Skyla’s cum. As if the taste of him couldn’t get any better.

Our hands are everywhere, his neck, my chest, his arms, my cock. Fucking feral and desperate for each other and our beautiful girl. Tearing myself away from Liam, I sit up as I shove his face back towards her.

“Again,” I demand.

“Oh, I don’t know if I can come again this soon. I—”

Skyla’s protests are cut off as Liam begins eating her out once more while I slip behind him. My hands move to his basketball shorts, pulling them down and taking note that, yet again, he isn’t wearing any boxers. I’m not sure he even owns any, honestly. He arches his back, his ass a perfect heart shape. I swear to God, the only person that might have a better ass than him is Skyla, and that’s a fucking compliment because hers stops traffic, literally. I’ve seen someone get rear-ended while she crossed the street.

My hand runs over the side of his ass, squeezing tightly before I give it a hard slap. He jerks at the move but moans into Skyla’s pussy which causes her to whimper. So, naturally, I do it again and again, pulling moan after groan out of each of them.

I pause for a moment, moving to the other side of the room where Liam’s bag is. I begin rifling through it until I find what I’m looking for. Bottle in hand, I climb back onto the bed, covering my finger with lube before I circle his asshole.

Liam moans again, louder this time, as I slowly start pushing inside the tight muscle. He throbs around my finger, his ass practically thrusting onto me. So, I add another.

“Fuck,” he grumbles against Skyla’s pussy lips.

“That feel good?” I ask as I leisurely work my fingers in and out of him.

He nods incoherently as I continue. I can tell when he gets fully adjusted to the intrusion because his hips are thrusting aggressively, practically begging me for more.

“Please, Ash. Please. More,” he murmurs against Skyla.

“Get our girl off first,” I say.

He nods his agreement. His fingers coming to play with her as he begins sucking on her clit while I finger fuck him. Skyla finds her second orgasm of the night, shattering apart on Liam’s finger as I curl mine up to massage his prostate.

“Oh my god,” Liam grits through clenched teeth as Skyla’s whimpers soften.

I lean forward, still keeping my fingers buried in him as my other hand comes to wrap around his throat. I whisper against his ear, my eyes on Skyla as I speak.

“You want more, Liam? Want me to take this tight little ass? To fuck it? To make you completely mine?”

“It’s all I want,” he practically begs.

“That okay with you, princess?”

Skyla nods as she attempts to rub her thighs together.

“Please, for the love of god, fuck him.”

I let out a short chuckle at that as I lean back, releasing Liam’s throat and pulling my fingers out.

“Fuck my wife, Liam. I want you inside her while I’m inside you.”

Liam nods, lining his cock up to Skyla before sinking inside her. They both let out pleasured groans as I cover my cock with lube. I fucking love anal, I usually prefer it, honestly. So, this shouldn’t be any different. Why does it feel different, though? Warring feelings rage inside me. Dark whispers of how wrong this is, how bad it is. All of the horrible things my father has spoken over the years about queer people ring in my head.

Blowing out a heavy breath, I decide that I don’t care. Fuck the labels, fuck the stigmas, and absolutely fuck the Brethren. I’m taking what I want, what we all want and I’m not going to feel shame for it for one goddamn second.

Lining the head of my cock up to Liam’s ass, anticipation thrums in my veins as I slowly sink inside him. Once I’m fully seated, ecstasy like I’ve never known fills me. Relief and pleasure mix together in an intoxicating cocktail that is so satisfying, so addictive, I’m ready to OD on it and die the luckiest fucking bastard that ever walked this Earth.

“Oh god,” Liam whimpers.

“Are you okay?” Skyla asks.

“S-so good. S-so fucking good,” he stutters. “Being buried inside of you while full of Ash it’s…it’s…”

“Heaven,” I grit between clenched teeth. “It’s fucking heaven.”

Liam nods, and Skyla moans when Liam’s thrusts pick up. I set the pace. My thrusts that started off soft and gentle quickly give way to rapid savagery. With each one, I can’t tell whose moan is whose, whose tremble is whose. It’s as if, in this moment, we have all blended together into one ball of pure pleasure. It’s a feeling I want to milk for hours upon hours, getting lost in these two.

“You like getting fucked, Liam?” Skyla asks.

“Fuck yes, I do,” he groans.

“How does it feel for you, Ash? You like topping him?” she says, her pretty eyes on me.

“Fuck. Yes,” I say, punctuating each word with a thrust that has Liam moaning like a whore.

My whore.

“I wanna try,” she whimpers as Liam fucks her hard.

“You want to fuck him, princess?”

She nods as Liam lets out another moan.

“I’d fucking love that, babygirl. I want you to peg me. You peg me while I suck off Asher. Fuckkkk,” Liam whimpers.

My cock throbs at the idea.

Or while Liam fucks me.

“Fuck! I’m sorry guys, it’s too good. It’s too much. I gotta cum,” Liam blabbers.

I thrust deeper than ever before in him, plastering my chest to his back as I growl into his ear.

“You will not,” I snap. “You’re gonna make Sky come once more, and then I’m gonna fill your asshole while you fill her cunt, got it?”

“I’ll try,” Liam grits.

My hand smacks the side of his ass, sending him jerking into Skyla as he lets out another pleasured groan.

“You’ll do . Fuck her, Liam. Fuck her hard and raw.”

His thrusts increase in speed, though the rhythm is off, it doesn’t seem to matter. I watch as Skyla’s mouth opens, her eyes squinting shut as she begins to tremble.

“Oh my god. T-too much. It’s too good. I’m gonna…gonna…gonna—”

Her screams echo through the room, her body shaking and convulsing as Liam follows right behind her.

“There you go,” I praise him. “That’s a good boy. That’s my good boy. You’re doing so good fucking my wife while you take me. You want me to fill this ass up, baby?”

“Yes,” he moans as he rides out his release.

“Kiss me,” I demand.

He tries to twist himself to face me, and I meet him the rest of the way, our lips crushing together and becoming my undoing. My cock throbs inside his tight ass, my cum flooding him as my orgasm crashes into me like a goddamn freight train. I fuck him deeper and harder, trying to make every second last before we all collapse into a pile together.

All I can hear is our heavy breathing and the thundering of my pulse. Our skin is sticky with sweat, the smell of sex heavy in the air, and I’ve never felt more satisfied in my entire fucking life.