33. Chapter 33

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A fter hours of traveling, we finally stop at a motel. Ryker had turned the damn thing on twice more, but for only seconds before stopping. I am going to murder him. It's official. I hope Jace doesn't mind turning this three-way into just a two-way, because Ryker is going to die slowly and painfully.

Neither of them even spoke to me. I thought the country music would have annoyed them, but Ryker sang along most of the time. Jace banged his thumbs to the beat against the steering wheel. All while I sat in the back, squirming and clenching my teeth so hard my jaw is aching now.

I even tried telling them I had to pee, multiple times, but Ryker refused to let Jace pull over. Telling him I was a brat and didn't deserve to relieve myself.

And fuck Ryker and Jace.

The moment they made sure the motel room was safe, I practically ran to the bathroom.

"Where do you think you're going?" Ryker growls, catching me around the waist .

To the bathroom, you stupid fuck. I did my best to sign, but it was useless with my hands being caught against my chest.

"Sorry, baby, I didn't catch that," Ryker mumbles into my ear.

Slamming my heel into his foot, I send my elbows into his stomach. Ryker jerks back, surprised, but only for a moment. I know he's a trained killer, and I've only had a few lessons from my aunt and uncle.

If I were smart, I wouldn't do what I'm about to do, but I never claimed to be. Sending a fist flying into his face, he grunts under his breath.

"Blake!" he growls out. Swallowing the tiny fear in me to stop, I use my foot, hooking it around his ankle. Twisting, his leg gets caught as he slams down onto his back. Straddling him, I grab his wrists, pulling them above his head. I know he can easily overpower me, but it's nice that he's letting me get the upper hand.

"Sure, you want to play this game, pet?" he asks.

Tightening my grip around his wrist, I thrust my hips forward, gaining pleasure through my body. I feel like I'm so wound up from the damn bullet lodged inside me, I'm going to explode.

Ryker thrusts his hips up, causing me to lose my balance, my hands slipping from his waist onto the ground. My tits fall into his face and Ryker groans. I don't get a chance to move before he's twisting us around, my back flat against the ground. My pussy tightens around the vibrator inside me, wanting Ryker's cock to fill me.

I attempt to move my hips up searching for more friction.

"You want to cum?" Ryker asks.

I nod my head. There's nothing I want more.

"You've been a brat, why would I let you cum?"

Narrowing my eyes, I kick my legs up, attempting to get him off me. But it does nothing but make the vibrator move inside me. His hand wraps around my throat while grinding his cock against my cunt. My mouth parts when a wave of pleasure shoots up my body.

"I want to see," Jace mutters somewhere beside us.

"Hmm, let's see what we can do about that." Ryker eases his hand off my throat, and reaching into his pocket, he produces a knife. My eyes zero in on the blade, waiting to see what he is going to do. I don't have to wait for long. Using the tip of the knife, he pricks the bottom of my shirt, slicing up until it falls open. Yanking on my bra, he flicks the knife allowing my tits to spill out. I was never a fan of having large breasts, but the way Ryker is staring at them, I squirm underneath him.

"Fuck," he moans, pressing the tip of the knife against my nipples as they harden in anticipation. Grabbing the waist of my pants and panties Ryker rips them down my leg, leaving me lying there naked. My body breaks out in goosebumps, shivering under their watchful eyes.

Ryker grabs the bottom of his mask, ripping it off before he crushes his lips against mine. A growl builds in his throat, the air knocked from my lungs. Remembering the little game Ryker wanted to play, I bite down on his bottom lip, but it only makes him kiss me harder. He wraps a hand around my throat, making it harder to breathe. He kisses me as if I'm the air he breathes. He's starving for me, devouring my taste.

I can't think, can't focus on anything but Ryker overpowering me, controlling me.

Ryker abandons my mouth, trailing kisses down my jaw, sucking and licking my neck until he reaches my nipple. Swirling his tongue around my nipple, he sucks hard before biting down. My hips buck, my mouth opening on a silent scream. One that almost became real. My back bows, searching for the friction of his cock.

"Nuh-uh," Ryker licks the bottom of my tit, easing his way down my body. "Remember, brats don't get to cum."

My eyes snap to Jace, pleading with him to stop Ryker. But Jace smirks at me, sitting at the motel table, rubbing the bulge in his pants. Arousal drips from my core, I love Jace's eyes on me while Ryker touches me. Their hungry eyes pour gasoline to the flames that are already coating my skin.

Ryker grabs my ankles, bending my knees and spreading my thighs apart.

"Look at that beautiful, bloody cunt," Ryker groans. Reaching forward, he grabs the string of the vibrator, slowly pulling it from my body .

"Shit baby," Jace mutters. I glance over, watching as he unzips his pants, pulling his cock out. I lick my lips, wanting him closer.

I'm vaguely aware of Ryker tossing the bullet somewhere in the room before his mouth latches onto my clit. Growling into my pussy, Ryker eats me like I'm his last dying meal. My legs tremble so violently, I can barely control my movements. Pressure builds in my stomach, the odd feeling of having to pee.

My hands grip his hair. I know I should push him away; something isn't right with my body. But I yank him forward, my thighs squeezing his head. I'm not sure how he can even breathe, but I don't care. I don't care about anything but cumming. His teeth graze my over sensitive clit, my stomach clutches, my pussy throbs, and his hand sneaks around, pulling my nipple hard.

My eyes slam shut, my hand nearly ripping Ryker's hair out as Jace grunts somewhere closer to us. I want to watch him, but I can't. My body explodes, wetness pouring from my pussy, I barely make out the sound of Ryker swallowing.

My body shakes, my grip loosening before my hands fall to the side, my legs dropping. My eyes blink open to see Ryker peering up at me. Crimson covers the bottom half of his face as well as wetness coating his shirt.

I open my mouth as if I'm going to speak only to slam shut. Glancing over at Jace, his eyes darken, getting up from the table. I swallow hard, my breaths coming in ragged.

"My turn," Jace rasps out.

Oh, fuck.

My bottom lip slips between my teeth, clamping down until a sharp sting makes me feel something besides overwhelmed. I'm not sure what to say or do at the moment. My brain might be telling me to rest, that I'm sore. But my pussy is a slut for Ryker and Jace and if that means it's Jace's turn, then so be it.

"Come here," Jace orders.

With the help of Ryker, I stand on unsteady legs. Standing before them naked and not a single ounce of embarrassment, I feel empowered, I can do anything with them by my side. So if that means standing in front of them, scars and all, I can do anything .

Jace points to the ground in front of him. My legs shake as I slowly make my way to him, not stopping until my toes touch the tip of his boots.

"Hi," he whispers, cupping my cheeks. My heart speeds up, my hands resting on his hips. Bending, he catches my lips in his, reaching down and grabbing a handful of my ass, squeezing. I desperately want to moan, but I can't get my voice to work.

Biting down on Jace's lip, I pull back. "Fuck!" he groans.

"Blake…" Jace whispers, pulling my chin up so I'm looking directly at him.

Pleading with my eyes, I beg him to touch me. Thankfully, I don't have to wait for long before Jace's hand travels down my stomach. The tip of his finger slips through my wet lips, and I swear I could cum just from the simple touch. I'm already over-sensitive from Ryker; this is almost too much.

Jace uses his other hand, squeezing my tits and pulling my nipples. My mouth opens on a silent moan as he slowly rubs circles around my clit. My hips move, trying to gain more friction.

"Eyes open," Jace demands.

I hadn't realized I'd even closed them. Blinking my eyes open, I find he's already

watching me, hungry, and a new rush of pleasure shoots through me.

I press my lips together and Jace slowly begins to press the tip of his finger inside me. I clench around him, new sensations running through my body.

I can feel Ryker behind me before he reaches around my face, holding a finger to my mouth. "Suck."

Doing as he says, Jace moves his finger inside me, adding another one until he has four fitted tightly inside. Ryker removes his hand from my mouth, and I'm vaguely aware of him moving his hand down my backside, slipping a finger into my ass. I slam my head forward against Jace's chest, my teeth sinking into his pec. He hisses as his

blood floods my mouth. Jace thrusts his fingers into me as Ryker does the same

to my ass.

"Ride our hands," Ryker growls into my ear before he bites down on my earlobe. My teeth unlatch from Jace's chest, and my head rolls back onto Ryker's chest. My eyes fall closed as my orgasm flows through me.

"Good girl," Jace mumbles. Pulling his hand free, he licks each bloody finger clean.

Ryker removes his fingers from my ass, letting Jace grab my waist, picking me up. My legs wrap around his hips as he reaches around, placing the tip of his cock against my opening.

"You're ours," Jace growls, slamming up into me. My body trembles, nails digging into his neck. He holds me up as Ryker brushes his fingers down my backside.

"Ready for the both of us?" Ryker asks devilishly.

I don't get a chance to answer before he's pressing his cock against my ass, thrusting in. A choked scream gets caught in my throat, realizing this might have been the time Ryker got his wish and made me scream.

Ryker kisses my shoulder, both lodged inside me. I can barely breathe, barely think. I blink and they both take turns fucking me, one pulling out as the other pushes in. They set a steady pace, holding me and fucking me as if it's their only job.

"Clench that pussy, Blake. Strangle our cocks," Jace rasps. My brows furrow at the sensation of Jace filling my pussy and Ryker pounding into my ass.

"Sh—shit," Ryker stutters out. My body clenches around both of their cocks, the pressure building inside. I cum, throwing my head back. Ryker grips my neck, cutting off most of my oxygen, and black spots swarm my vision.

My nails dig into Jace's neck, trying to rock my hips even though it's nearly impossible while they hold me. I lose every thought as the pleasure takes over my body; I can't stop cumming. Not with the way they're owning me.

Ryker releases my throat, and much-needed air fills my lungs. My eyes snap up as Ryker's teeth sink into my neck. I shatter around them once more causing their release to flood my body. Time stills, and my brain becomes foggy. I'm not sure how long they stand there holding me.

Ryker is the first to slip from my body .

"Hold her up," Ryker says.

Jace grips my back, holding me higher, his cock nearly slipping from my body. I'm confused what Ryker is doing until I feel him spread my ass cheeks apart. His hot tongue latches onto my asshole, licking and sucking. My pussy tightens around Jace's length, my grip around his neck tightening. It shouldn't feel this good, but it does.

"Hmmm," Ryker moans, tonguing my ass. "Fuck," he growls. I feel his hand between my legs, and for a split second I'm confused about what he's doing until Jace tightens his grip around my waist.

"Ryker," Jace rasps.

Ryker's hand brushes against my pussy, pulling Jace's cock from my body. His mouth latches onto my clit, doing the same as he did with my ass. Licking and sucking. I feel Jace's cum dripping out of me, but Ryker is there licking and eating his friends cum from my body.

"Fuck," Jace shivers, dropping his forehead against mine.

My body breaks out in goosebumps as Ryker kisses my backside again, trailing kisses up my back until he reaches my neck.

"Good girl," Jace mumbles, pressing a quick kiss against my lips.

"Let's go shower, we have an early morning," Ryker suggests.

Jace nods, carrying me into the bathroom.

How did I get here? And most importantly how did I find not one, but two men that complete me in different ways?