42. Devon

Chapter forty-two

Devon

“ I ’m beginning to think I should have asked for more than five hundred,” Quinlan says before she straightens from my ear.

Keeping my grin in place, I glance up at my cousin. “You don’t even have to touch me. Just make it appear that you’re flirting. That you’re into me, and you’ll get paid.”

She rolls her eyes and leans in close, hovering her lips in front of mine. “Fine. I hope she gets so angry at you that she cuts your dick off and dissolves in it a tub of acid.”

“Fuck, cous. You’re brutal. You sure know how to seduce a man.” I smirk and she straightens again, my eyes darting behind her to find my angry little mouse glaring at us.

“Dude, you’re my cousin. My skin is literally crawling right now. Not to mention my brother and his wife are on the podium. I can’t unsee that, Devon.”

I chuckle at Quinlan’s reaction, thankful she at least agreed to help me, since I didn’t want any outsiders getting involved.

“It’s nearly over,” I mutter, my eyes following Jaxcen as she moves through the crowd. “She’s already coming this way to fuck you up.”

“You are so fucked up,” Quinlan snaps, cocking her hip as her hand lands on it.

“I know. That’s why I’m your favourite cousin.”

“I wouldn’t go that far,” she scoffs.

“Incoming.” I grit between clenched teeth as Jaxcen reaches our side, her glare scorching the side of Quinlan’s head .

“Back off brunette barbie.”

Quinlan’s eyes widen as she turns to look at Jaxcen before shrugging nonchalantly.

“Whatever.”

Jaxcen frowns at my cousin as she spins and leaves us, before her hard glare returns to me.

“Why are you here?”

“It's Valentine's Day,” I say, like that’s an obvious reason.

“You need to leave,” she snaps, her dainty hands balled at her sides, and fuck, I’d be happy if she used them on me. A punch. A slap. It’s all foreplay when it comes to the two of us.

“Why do I need to leave, little mouse?”

Her nostrils flare, her chest rising and falling in rapid succession as she fights to keep her emotions in check.

Truthfully, I’m feeling out of sorts myself, finally talking to her instead of watching from a distance feels both good, and like I’m crossing a line that I know I drew.

Finn dished me a dose of advice last week, and after a lot of pondering, I decided to take it.

“You obviously care about her. Put yourself, her and everyone around us out of our misery and just claim her already. You already have a security detail on her twenty four seven. Just fucking man up.”

Leaning closer, Jaxcen’s words are a harsh tone as she speaks truthfully.

“I need you to leave because I don’t want to watch you fuck a bunch of other women.”

Hmmm. I like this version of her. The woman with fight. The woman who doesn’t cower.

“Maybe I’m not here to fuck a bunch of other women. Maybe I’m here to fuck just one. ”

She glances around, her eyes zeroing in on every other brunette woman nearby as she searches for my cousin, Quinlan.

She won’t find her. Quinny is long gone, especially since her brother Griffin is performing anal with his wife Aggie on the podium. I forgot Griffin’s wife likes a bit of exhibitionism, and I was momentarily surprised to see them here tonight. I had to get over that really fucking fast when he whipped his cock out.

“Oh right.” Jaxcen snarls, “You’re just here to fuck bimbo barbie.”

“I thought it was brunette barbie?” I counter and she curls her lip.

“Shut up.”

My chuckle earns me a glare, and I hold up hands of surrender, hoping she doesn’t actually try to kill me before I can win her back.

“Are you planning on watching tonight, little mouse?”

“That’s none of your business,” she scoffs, crossing her arms over her chest.

“Hmmm,” I say thoughtfully, watching how she can’t take her eyes off me, their blue searing gaze travelling over my bare chest and down my abs, to my black boxers.

“You know what’s better than watching?” I ask, and she narrows her eyes before I stand abruptly, invading her space. “Being the one everyone watches.”

As her lips part in shock at my sudden nearness, I grip her throat and press my nose to hers.

“Will you let me touch you right here for everyone to see, Miss Summers?”

Her lips part, but nothing comes out as I start to walk her backwards, towards the centre of the room.

“Will you let me show everyone here how our bodies are made for each other?” I ask, stopping on the bright red line and looking down to the floor at our side .

With my hand on her throat, I guide Jaxcen to do the same, her blue gaze darting to the line that her red heels are now standing on.

“What do you say, little mouse? Do we cross that line?”

A whoosh of air leaves her lips as we both straighten, followed by a whimper, those blue eyes connecting with mine, filled with desperation.

“Answer me, little mouse,” I snap, and she tries to nod.

“Yes.”

The moment the word passes her lips, I walk her backwards, pushing her over the line and into the spotlight.

Excited murmurs float through the crowd at seeing a second couple join the podium, and I release Jaxcen’s neck to lift her legs, wrapping them around me as I take the two steps up onto the cushioned surface.

I claim her lips, no longer able to hold back, showing her with my tongue how much I’ve fucking missed her.

Something comes over me, and I kind of wish we were alone, because there’s so much I need to say, but I chose this scenario, because I knew she wouldn’t run from this.

She’s wanted to do this for so long, but she didn’t realise she couldn’t do it because something was missing.

Me.

I lower her to the surface and press my body into hers, letting her feel my weight as I start grinding between her legs.

My cock is stiffer than it’s ever been, hard as stone, aching to find its heaven inside her, but for now, my focus is on her. I want to make her feel treasured. I want to remind her how explosive we can be together, because after this, I’ll never send her away again.

I break our kiss to move to her ear, my voice deep as I rasp, “I’m going to strip you little mouse, for everyone to see, but only I can touch you. You’re safe with me.”

She nods against my lips, so I pepper kisses down her neck, my hands peeling the lace straps of her bra down her arms, bringing the cups with it to expose her perky tits .

Her nipples are peaked hard, and I mouth them, sucking each one in between my lips before trailing lower and making quick work of her panties.

I watch those stormy blue eyes behind the mask, how they shift from me to the people watching. There’s no fear in them, only excitement, and when I spread her legs wide, knowing many have a good view of my girl’s flushed pink pussy, I glide two fingers through her folds to find her soaking wet.

“Fuck, little mouse. You’re drenched.”

The moment I ease my two digits inside her, those blue eyes roll back and she arches off the podium, palming her tits.

More excitement travels through the crowd. Moans. Chatter. Fucking. It all adds to the atmosphere and what’s happening to Jaxcen’s body. How ready she is to take everything I want to give her.

Starved for her taste, I dive down, latching onto her clit and sucking, flicking my tongue and revelling in how swollen the little bud is for me.

How swollen it is for this .

Curling my fingers inside her, I lave at her clit, my eyes locked on her face, her parted plump lips as she pants, her gaze, so bright around her nearly blown irises.

She could be watching the crowd to see how they are reacting to her, but she can’t take her eyes off me. Off what I’m doing to her, until the pleasure builds so much that her eyes roll backwards before they close, and she lets herself go.

The moment her hands fist in my hair and she starts grinding on my face, I nearly come, but by some miracle I’m able to hold it back, knowing the only place I want my cum is deep inside her.

The moment I add a third finger into her heat, she skyrockets, her pleasured screams egging the entire room on, and I swear most of the people climax themselves, given the wave of moans and cries that sweep across the space .

I don’t stop my assault on her until she starts trying to slap me away, and then I grin up at her, my lips and stubble lining my chin damp with her juices.

“Atta girl,” I tell her, and I just know, if I were to tug off her mask, I’d see those pretty apples of her cheeks turning red.

Kissing my way back up her body, I come to hover over her lips, our eyes locking once again as she continues to take in large lungfuls of air, trying to catch her breath.

“You still with me, Jax?” I ask, needing the reassurance. “Are you ready for my cock now?”

Biting her lip, she nods, keeping her voice to herself.

I wonder why.

Perhaps she’s scared her voice will say the opposite of her nod.

That thought just makes me even more determined to remind her what happens when we come together.

Easing back off her, I help her stand, noticing how shaky her legs are.

Seeing that Griffin is using one of the harnesses hanging from above, I decide that’s a brilliant fucking idea, and reach up to the one hanging over Jaxcen’s head.

“Are we doing syncronised fucking?” Griffin chuckles from a few metres away where he is helping Aggie into the straps.

I shrug and grin at my cousin, “Apparently.”

“Who’s that?” Jaxcen whispers, glancing over her shoulder at the couple she’s never met before.

“That’s Griff. My cousin.”

Her lips part in shock as I start securing the harness on her, and I can’t help but notice she’s really paying no attention to what I’m doing to her.

“Another cousin? How many do you have?” Even as she asks this, she wraps her arms over her chest like it’s alright for strangers to see her tits but not my cousin.

“In that family, there’s eighteen. Well, nineteen if you include the girl they adopted. ”

“What?” she squeaks, glancing back at Griff as he hoists Aggie up, her naked flesh spread open and exposed for everyone to see.

“Griff is one of Liam’s many brothers. But don’t worry, they have three different mums. My uncle didn’t make one woman suffer through all of that.”

She gapes at me as I finish securing the straps, and squeaks in surprise when I start hoisting her up and her feet leave the ground.

“Wait… what’s happening?”

“Do you trust me, little mouse?” I ask, as I lock the harness in place on the beam off to the side, and even though she nods, I can see her looking down at herself and how exposed she is.

Me… well I just stand there and admire her for a moment.

She’s fucking stunning all strung up for me to devour.

I’d like it a helluva lot better if I could actually see all of her face, but since we are here, I’m happy people can’t see that. Only I know what she looks like underneath her mask.

The way the harness is rigged up, her back is supported, her arms are free, but her legs are bent with feet drawn close to her bare arse, and her knees are wide open, giving me all the access I need.

Glancing over to the side of the room, I make eye contact with Marco, giving him a nod before he moves our way and holds out the gift I have for my little mouse.

“Thanks man,” I say as I take the box and he grins.

“I should be thanking you. This is the best show we’ve had in a long time.”

I chuckle, moving back to Jaxcen and holding up the box.

“What’s that?” she asks quietly, her body slowly turning one way and then the other as she hangs like a planter swaying in the wind.

“A gift for my Valentine.” I grin, lifting the lid on the box to reveal the shiny object.

Her lips part, her head leaning closer to get a better look, before those blue eyes dart to mine .

“Is that… A plug?” she whispers the last part and I beam.

“Yes. You’re going to wear it while I fuck you. You’ll feel nice and full.”

“Oh.” Her lips part and her breathing quickens, so I decide not to drag this out.

She wants it. She wants me. Right now, anyway, so there’s no point in holding back anymore.

Pulling the butt plug out of the box, I use the antibacterial wipes to make sure it’s clean, even though it’s new, and then douse it in lube, watching my little mouse the whole time as she watches everything I do, hanging there ready for me.

With a good dose of lube on my fingers as well, I approach my prize and spin her so her back is to me as I press my lips to her ear.

“Look at them, Jax. They’re fucking salivating over you. Look at the men, jerking their cocks, fucking someone else but watching you. Even the women want a piece of you. They want to taste your sweet nectar.” I press my fingers to her back passage and nip at her ear as I slip two inside. “They want to devour you.”

She moans, and I’m surprised how relaxed her puckered little hole is given this new experience of being watched. But maybe that’s helping. Maybe all the eyes on her have her trapped in an intoxicating lust haze.

Fuck, I hope so.

Lowering to my haunches, I slip my fingers from her arse and press the plug to it, watching her take it in greedily, her moan loud.

Once it’s inside, I stand and give her arse a slap before spinning her to face me and letting her watch me free my cock as I tug off my boxers and kick them aside.

“You want this, little mouse?” I ask her, fisting my cock and pumping it, watching her greedy little eyes soak it all in.

“Yes.” She nods quickly. “Please.”

Ahhh, I do love it when she begs.

Stepping between her widely parted legs, I watch her as she watches my cock pressing to her entrance, and I leave it there. Waiting. Hesitating for no other reason but to draw out her hunger.

“Please. Put it in.” She cries and fuck, I can’t deny either of us any longer.

I drive hard inside her tight hot cunt, her cry loud as she throws her head back, and I grip her legs, letting the harness do all the work and I push and pull her back and forth onto my hard cock.

“Fuuuck, Jax. Your pussy takes me so well,” I rasp as she nods quickly in agreement. “I’ve fucking missed it,” I admit, feeling way more fucking emotional than I thought I would.

She nods again, her eyes coming to mine, a glassy sheen over them as I fuck her fiercely.

My hand runs up her front, coming to rest at her neck as I draw her closer so she hears my next words without mistake.

“I’ve fucking missed you.”

A whimper passes her lips, and those blue eyes start to water, so I claim her lips, needing to remind her again, that when the two of us come together like this, nothing else matters.

My hands move to her arse as I break the kiss, my hips thrusting as I pound into her, the plug in her back passage working well to fill her and add pressure to all her sensitive places.

“You’re mine.” I grit out as I start to lose control. “You are all fucking mine.”

She whimpers, and I feel her tightening around my cock as she tumbles over the edge again, another orgasm ripping through her as I piston so fast that I nearly see fucking stars.

I explode inside her, my cock jerking hard over and over as I fill her pussy with my seed, reminding me how much I’ve missed this. Missed her.

When the ripples of pleasure subside, I find my arms wrapped around her, my head tucked into her neck, and my cock semi-hard, but nowhere ready to retreat just yet.

I feel it before I hear it. Her body shuddering. A sob passing her lips into the crook of my neck.

Easing back enough to cup her face, I stare into those blue tear-filled eyes and the sight fucking hurts.

I hate to see her tears. Her pain. I want to take it all away so she feels nothing but warmth, love, and happiness.

“Jax?”

“Please get me down.”

“But—”

“Please, Devon. Just get me down from here.”

Fuck.

I nod, moving quickly to remove the plug, tossing it in the box, before lowering her down and letting the harness unravel until her feet touch the floor. The moment she can stand, she helps me get the rest of the harness off, before she quickly picks up her bra and panties, clutching them to her chest.

“Hey.” I grab her arm when she turns away from me, and those blue pained eyes glance up to lock with mine.

“Leave me alone, Devon.” She snarls with so much pain lacing her tone before she wrenches her arm free, and runs off through the crowd.