LOREN
Everything seemed to happen in a flurry of movement as men took Dayton away, and the party guests began to disperse after the chaos. Atticus, Sax, and Nicco had to deal with the business side of things, leaving Wells and Monroe with me. Cops swarmed the area, but with the police chief present, it all went smoothly, like we’d hoped.
Gabriella had walked over, squeezing my hand to make sure I was really okay. “I see what you mean about dangerous men,” she said. “I thought you were dead, and I realized how sad I was that I hadn’t taken you up on your offer. So, this is me asking for your help.”
I gave her a hug, thanking her for stepping in and tasering Dayton. She left quickly after with the Mayor, stating she’d be in touch, and this time, I knew she would be. Wells hadn’t left my side since we’d been released from questioning, holding me close to him as we sat on a couch. Monroe was on my other side, softly caressing my hand.
“Do you really think it’s over?” Monroe whispered like he was too afraid to ask it out loud.
“I think so. I’m not sure how he could recover from this. We took everything he held dear. To a man like Dayton, that’s equivalent to death.”
“Regardless, we’re done,” Wells stated firmly. “No one else will be put into harm's way for that man. I don’t care that you were protected. It felt too real, Kitten.”
“It was the best option, Wells. You know that. And in front of all these witnesses, including the police chief, there’s no way for him to weasel his way out.” Even though I was the one saying it, I couldn’t help but wonder if it was true. Part of me had to believe it, or I’d go insane with worry. Dayton had to be dealt with. We all needed the reprieve.
“We’re done,” Atticus said, stopping in front of our huddle. “Let’s head home.” He reached his hand out, and I realized how much had been lifted off his shoulders tonight. Taking his hand, I let him pull me up, the other two following. Together, the four of us walked out, meeting Nicco and Sax at the door.
Walking out into the cool night, I stopped and took a deep breath, filling my lungs. Opening my eyes, I looked at all my guys, feeling like things had cemented between us. We’d been to war together, most of us having battle scars to show for it, but we’d come out the other side stronger, together.
Atticus opened the door, and I smiled, scooting into the dark limo. The men followed, and we all sat in silence as the car took off.
Sax leaned close, whispering in my ear. “I happen to recall you telling me about a certain list you had and limo sex being on it. Now’s your chance to see if you can make that wish come true.” His breath cascaded over the curve of my neck, sending tingles all over me. Sucking in a breath as the words penetrated my mind, I rubbed my legs together in anticipation. It felt wrong, but also like the culmination of life to celebrate with a group orgy.
I glanced over at Atticus, finding him watching me. Sax started to unzip the back of my dress, deciding for me. I knew if I said stop, he would, but I also appreciated him taking the lead before I talked myself out of it.
My eyes lifted, meeting Nicco, Wells, and Monroe on the bench seat. The three of them eagerly watched as Sax kissed down my throat, waiting for a signal from me. Licking my lips, I pulled my dress down, the top falling easily.
“Fuck, Bellezza,” Atticus groaned, causing me to turn to him. His eyes were heated and focused on my breasts. I watched as he rubbed himself on the outside of his pants, the growing hardness becoming visible the longer he stroked himself.
A gasp had me looking up and over to the guys. Before I could investigate, Sax’s lips sealed over my breast, making my eyes roll back as he sucked my nipple hard, biting it a little. The remainder of my dress was removed, and I found myself in only my panties as two bodies next to me began to kiss and fondle me. Remembering the three across from me, I opened my eyes to find Monroe on his knees, sucking Wells’ cock into his mouth as Nicco and Wells kissed one another passionately.
When Sax’s finger found my clit, it was a battle to give in to the pleasure I felt while watching the show in front of me. Atticus gave in to his desire, stripping his clothes off as he moved me into his lap. With Sax’s help, they brought me to a quick orgasm as everything crashed around me, and I found them lifting me onto a cock, the sudden fullness taking me by surprise.
Opening my eyes, I began to bounce as I rode Atticus facing outward, and found the men across from me had also removed their clothes. They moved closer to me, bringing all the men I loved within reach. Sax was licking up my core as Atticus made small thrusts. It was apparently too close for comfort for Atticus as he grunted, shifting me.
“I have a better idea.” His voice had Sax peering up, a satisfied look on his face, and I wondered how much of this he’d orchestrated. My sexual escapades were constantly being expanded between him and Nicco—not that I was complaining. Nope, not one bit.
Atticus lifted me off him, and everyone moved, letting the mafia boss have his control. He scooted into the center of the seat we’d been on, reaching into a compartment I hadn’t known was there and pulling out a bottle. When I looked closer, I realized it was lube, and I swallowed. My eyes heated a little, and I glanced up, locking them with Atticus’.
“We got you, Bellezza.” At his words, Sax took the bottle and began to prep my asshole. My body tensed until Nicco moved next to Atticus, much to his dismay.
“Keep your metal dick to yourself, Brother. I don’t need you touching me with that thing.”
“Ah, Big Bro, are you scared mine might be better?” Nicco teased, winking at me.
“Hell, no,” he growled, moving closer to me. “You can do whatever you want to yourself, but it doesn’t mean I want to be close to it.” Nicco laughed before finally giving in to Atticus' wishes.
“Fair enough, Bro.” He leaned in, acting like he would kiss Atticus’ cheek, before detouring and kissing mine. Atticus swatted at him, making a high-pitched sound I wouldn’t believe could come from him if I hadn’t watched him make it. Everyone laughed, and it seemed to ease the tension that we were all about to have sex together as a sixsome.
Shit. I was about to have sex with five people at once. Okay, now that was a lot of dick to control.
“Stop thinking, Spitfire. Just relax.” Sax said, soothing me with his big hands. Leaning more into Atticus, he used his hands to distract me. Once he was occupied with my nipples, Nicco pulled my face to his, giving me a long and deep kiss. My hand snaked out, finding his pierced cock, and I gently rubbed it, my fingers skating over the piercings.
Rubbing my thumb over the tip, I teased him gently with touches as I lost myself in our kiss. Another body settled on the other side of Atticus, much to his displeasure. He grunted, and I could almost imagine him squinting as he moved his leg to not touch another man.
Breaking my kiss, I turned my head, finding Wells sitting next to me, using some of the lube to prep Monroe. That was when I realized that Sax had pressed his thumb into me, lowering me onto Atticus' waiting dick. I gasped with both sensations at once, my eyes closed tight as I tried to adjust to the feeling. Monroe’s groan had me opening my eyes, and I watched as he lowered himself on Wells. The act had me swallowing at how hot it was to watch two men I loved enjoying each other.
He leaned back when he was seated, letting Wells take control, and I watched as the pleasure racked his body. Atticus began to thrust deeper as Sax worked more fingers into me, getting me comfortable with the girth I was about to experience. I tried not to focus on that and only on the enjoyment I saw in my two husbands.