I started to run towards the door, but Wasp stood up, his very presence dominating everyone and everything.
“Sit the fuck down, Shasta,” he snarled.
“No!”
He moved across the room in two strides, gripping my chin until I was forced to look into his penetrating gaze.
“Nobody here had any intention of using you. Well, except maybe Clash,” he added.
“Hey now! I may be an asshole, but I do give a shit about her, too.” He shot a look at Ranger. “Ranger’s the one who isn’t into her. He’s got his head shoved so far up that nurse’s ass; he can see her goddamn stethoscope.”
Ranger glared at him. “Leave Imogen out of this, Clash.”
Clash grinned. “See! The man’s got it bad for Sandman’s little nurse. I told you so.”
Snyder rolled his eyes. “Yeah, yeah. We get it. You were right for once in your life, why brag about it?”
“Just shut up,” Wasp growled. “All of you!” His commanding presence made everyone shut up. “Can’t you fucking see why she’s hurting? Basically, by us telling her to back off, it’s saying we used her as a pawn—one we manipulated into our beds by whatever means necessary. Whether that was our intention or not, we discounted her feelings, and I, for one, don’t particularly like how that makes me feel. Shasta, it’s your choice whether you want to continue this journey we’ve all started together. No matter what, you should know that I don’t regret a single moment we’ve spent together.” He rubbed a finger across my cheek and smiled. It was small and only lifted one side of his face, but it was there and made me feel loved and seen once again. I expected this kind of treatment from Snyder, but it caught me off guard coming from Wasp.
“Shit, Waspy is catching feelings. Better watch out Snyder, Wasp’s coming for your girl.”
Snyder came up behind me, sliding his hands down the bare skin of my forearms. “Last I checked, Clash, we all claimed her. She belongs to us all. And if that means I have to share her with all of you, so be it. I’ll do anything to be next to her, even take a step back so others get their turn.”
My heart swooned, then I gasped when the cold air hit my breast and my nipple hardened at the sudden exposure.
Wasp’s eyes darkened as he bent down and took the nipple into his mouth, heating it with his breath and tongue.
Snyder’s lips moved down my neck, sucking the skin between his teeth as he gave it a hard nibble. Before I knew what was happening, my clothes were removed, leaving me there naked with four of the hottest men I’d ever laid eyes on.
Clash opened a drawer and started chucking condoms at people like ninja stars. “With the rumors going around about Tiffani, we all need to wrap up.”
I was too far gone to process what he was saying, my body being manhandled by the two men who had captured my heart the most. Every kiss, lick, and suck was totally intoxicating, and instant arousal pooled between my folds.
Fingers traced down the lips of my pussy, and I suddenly felt the heat of a mouth pressing against my center.
Wasp was on his fucking knees, devouring my juices like it was his nectar of life.
“Damn, Wasp!” Clash exclaimed. “You gonna leave any of that for the rest of us.”
Wasp briefly looked up, a glimmer of cockiness gleaming in his eyes. “Where I come from, you take what you want. If you want a taste, Clash, you have to claim it.”
I somehow ended up upstairs, lying on Clash’s bed as the men stripped down and rolled condoms up their lengths.
I hated the feeling of a barrier, but sometimes it was a necessary evil. Until Tiffani and everyone she’s been with has been cleared, precautions were a necessity. Not that it mattered much. Each of these men had slept with me recently, unprotected. We were all fucking stupid beyond belief.
I felt something stiff and hard enter my hand, and upon contact, I immediately started stroking.
Clash groaned as I gripped his length and followed it with my hand, the softness of my palm being used as a weapon.
Five minutes ago, I was ready to walk out on them all forever. Now I was in the middle of a man sandwich, with four extra layers of hard and delicious meat.
“Suck Clash’s cock, little minx,” Wasp ordered, stroking his length as he watched me pull Clash’s cock into my mouth, guiding it to the back of my throat. “Good girl,” he complimented. “Now, spread your legs so Ranger can taste how sweet your goddamn pussy is.”
I felt stubble against my leg, and then a tongue flatten against my clit.
Fucking euphoria hit me like a whimsical drug as multiple hands moved over my body, touching and teasing all the sensitive places on my body.
It surprised the fuck out of me that Ranger was participating. Clash was right, he did have a thing for Sandman’s cute nurse, but maybe the thing was one sided?