Chapter Nineteen

Jackson

It hurts.

I don’t think this much blood is meant to be trapped in such a small space, but it’d be impossible to be in any other state after watching that display.

I thought it was great being with my brother and Delaney together, but it’s almost just as good to be watching from afar; maybe a little better, because I get to admire the way his body flexes with each thrust, get to watch the way his emotions are written all over his face and soak in the way Delaney reflects every single one.

Maybe I can’t feel his body heat or the sweat dripping off of him and pooling on my skin, but as I step out to the balcony, I’m overwhelmed by the smell of him.

“Can I clean you up?”

I drop to my knees in front of August and Ash, not knowing if Ash is down for this but needing all of their mixed essence on my tongue more than I need air to breathe.

“Is this another one of those secret meanings I’m going to misinterpret?” a wrecked Ash manages to get out.

I peer up at Ash, down on my knees, and eye him up before licking my lips.

“He wants to suck all of our releases off your dick,” August says bluntly, looking just as hungry for this as I am.

This is a line we’ve never crossed, though I’ve always been tempted to. But because it’s not me all over him, I feel the need to put some sort of claim on him.

I don’t know why this is the way I am, but I need him this way right now.

“Oh. I don’t…”

“He’s not into you, he just gets off on tasting me and Delaney, I promise. It’s a warm mouth and you’ll feel good. You can say no though, obviously. We’d understand.”

“You sure you want to…” Ash indicates towards his soaking wet crotch, opaque treats glistening in his neatly trimmed pubic hairs.

“Fucking please ,” I wheeze.

“Alright then…I guess that’s fine. You’ll stop if I don’t like it?”

“Tap my head and I’m gone.”

He presents himself to me as Delaney starts moaning at the mere thought of this, and I hungrily lap him up, savoring how they all taste together. There’re the rich cherry notes from Delaney, and the salty flavors from Ash and August, and together it’s like some forbidden pastry that I want to eat for breakfast every day.

“Oh. He really does enjoy that, doesn’t he?” Well look at that; guess Ash isn’t as wrecked as we thought. He’s slightly interested because I’m sure it feels good for him, but I also know the high is about to hit him and he’ll likely go batshit.

“You going to do me next, brother?”

Choking noises echo through the room behind me followed by somebody getting aggressive back pats right after, but I only have eyes for the people in front of me.

I meet Delaney’s eyes as I attempt to get all of Ash in my mouth, seeing her hunger rise once more.

Then I feel her feed me some of it back, letting tendrils of her lust float out to me until I’m utterly ravenous and need to discard Ash for something messier.

I get a hurried thanks from Ash as I move to August’s body, feeling more confident now that I have at least one time of experience to fall back on.

His hands find my hair as I lick him clean, forcing me to take more of him until I’m gagging and tears are running down my face. All I know in that moment is him, and it’s like a drug.

He starts to harden in my mouth and it makes me want to do other things, but I know that Delaney still has some of his release flowing out of her body so I crawl over to her and bury my face between her legs, letting all the spent cum run down my face.

It coats my cheeks, and I just can’t get enough, using a finger to scoop out more so I can suck it out of her body.

“Fuck, Jackson. Give me that filthy mouth.”

I stand and pin Delaney against the wall, shoving my tongue down her throat at her behest until she would be gagging if she had a gag reflex.

She jumps up and wraps her legs around me, desperately scrambling at my boxers to release me so she can get access to my body.

When that just isn’t fast enough, she drops to the ground and spins around, planting her hands along the wall and thrusting her ass out while reaching for Leo so that I can’t do anything other than fill her up good and deep.

And it is everything .

Maybe it’s supposed to be Delaney retrieving Leo from his stone coffin, but if I’m her godsdamned mate, then I want to take any fucking burden from her that I can.

I reach over and twine our fingers together while I ease my hips into a slower pace that’s torturing us both as much as it is absolutely wrecking us. “Leo, you’ve got a hell of a woman waiting for you here. I think you already know that, but in case there were any concerns, you need to know that we are all ready to welcome you into our group with open arms. We want you here with us and there can’t possibly be any jealousy between those she counts as mates because her heart is so godsdamned big that we all feel completely secure in her affections.

“So you need to fight through whatever intense fog you’re facing and make your way to her, because she needs you so bad, man. We all do.”

Delaney gives a heart wrenching sob underneath me, and I eye Leo’s form with a bit of malicious intent, wondering if it’d be safe to climb up and fuck her against him.

The perch he’s sitting on has a little bare spot of stone that I could place my feet, but it’d be risky. Also, it’d be hot as hell.

“You think we could move this up there?” I whisper into my mate’s ear.

Her head snaps up and she’s making similar calculations I just did, and I’m thinking that even if I don’t have the leverage I’d need to do incredible thrusts, the thrill of just being up there will likely carry us both over the ledge.

So, Delaney climbs up and puts her feet on his knees, which means her pussy is right in front of his face, and she uses his head as a handhold. I get my feet on either side of his hips and immediately make my way back into Delaney’s body, the squelching noises so much more enticing when we’re stories off the ground and fucking on the side of a building.

“Just when I think I’ve figured you out, you find a dirtier way to surprise me,” she pants underneath me.

“And I hope I’ll find new ways to surprise you for the rest of our lives, baby. You’re going to make him so fucking happy, and I can’t wait for you to get him in your arms.”

It’s not completely my imagination that standing there starts to feel easier and more secure after a few minutes, because there are subtle changes to Leo’s position that make it possible to have a better leaning angle, and my feet start to feel more pinned in place so that I can’t slip off the sides of the small pedestal.

Delaney starts crying out, rubbing herself shamelessly against Leo’s face, that pressure seemingly in the perfect spot to encourage another incredible orgasm out of her as I fill her up, letting her body wring me dry and once again irrevocably change me.

Every time I’m with her another piece of my soul gets lost to her, lodging deep inside of her, protected by the entirety of her body and mind.

Before I even have to ask, Adam is there to help us down.

Cory pops up next to make sure Delaney gets down safely, and for some reason I feel more drained than normal.

A look inside shows that Ash and August are in a similar state, sprawled on the floor as if making it to a bed was too much work. And I can’t make it much further.

I offer a crooked smile for Delaney before it feels like my knees buckle, and I nearly collapse onto the floor between my brother and Ash, and I have the thought that maybe a lot of my energy went into the ritual to save Leo because this isn’t a normal level of exhaustion.

But Delaney is already onto her next pair of mates, and I know she is well taken care of, so I allow myself to close my eyes and drift off, enjoying a hard, dreamless, healing sleep.