Page 79 of Freeing Souls

I nod and then say, “Yes. I want this. I want you.”

Cade walks forward until my back is pressed against the wall, and I reach between us, helping to work his pants down and gripping his hard cock.

Grayson and Ryker come up on each side of me, and with a weird look shared between the three of them, they each take one of my arms and hold it above my head. Cade uses one hand to hold me up and the other to align his cock with my entrance.

He rubs his cock along my entrance, soaking it before slowly pushing in. He keeps his eyes on my face the whole time, and I moan when he is finally fully in me. “You with me?” he asks, and I nod frantically, trying to jerk my hips forward, wanting nothing more than for him to move and make me come again.

Cade pulls out before pushing back in, moving impossibly slow. “Cade,” I groan, tossing my head back against the wall. “Please.”

“If you want me to fuck you harder then you need to keep your eyes on me,” he demands, and I look back at him, doing mybest to keep my eyes open and on him as he begins to thrust in harder.

His cock stretches me perfectly, hitting the spot that makes my vision go blurry with each thrust. His pupils are blown, and he groans as he places his forehead against mine and stares at me like there is nothing else in this world right now.

I try to move my arms, but Grayson and Ryker hold onto them. Glancing to the side, I notice Ryker has his cock in his hand, slowly jerking himself off. When I glance to the other side, I find Grayson doing the same.

Something about them jerking off to me being fucked sets me off, and I clench around Cade with a whimperedplease.

He grunts and pushes a hand between us to rub circles on my clit with his thumb, and I explode within seconds as our mouths collide. We both groan into each other as he fucks me harder, and he finds his release as I scream my own. My legs shake, and I think if they weren’t holding me, I would collapse into a heap on the floor.

Seconds later, I feel warm streams of cum hit my thighs from either side and glance down right as Grayson and Ryker finish on me.

“Fuck me,” I heave as they let go of my arms, and Cade slowly lowers me down to my feet, making sure I can stand before stepping back.

It’s then I remember where we are, and my cheeks heat as I glance at them. “I kind of forgot he was watching the whole time.”

“He didn’t see anything. We made sure,” Grayson tells me.

“How do you feel?” Ryker asks, cupping my cheek as Cade helps me step back into my pants.

When he starts to pull them up, I grimace, and he chuckles. “Sorry, baby girl. You're going to be a mess in your pants.”

“I feel…really fucking tired?” I furrow my brows.

“Was that a question?” Ryker tilts his head at me.

“No,” I laugh. “I just feel good. I don’t feel like I am going to panic or anything.”

“We can come back and deal with him later,” Grayson says.

“Are you sure?” I ask.

“Yes,” they all say in unison as Ryker scoops me up and carries me bridal style out of the shed and back to the club. Luckily, we don’t pass anyone on our way up to my room and go straight to the bathroom.

When the others step in with us, I let out a small chuckle. “Um, my shower isn’t big enough for all of us.”

Ryker winks at me and helps me undress while Grayson turns the shower on and Cade leans against the counter, watching me.

When I’m naked, I step into the shower, and a moment later, Cade steps in behind me. I didn’t even see him get naked.

“Let me,” he says, grabbing a wash cloth and taking his time cleaning me. “Wash your hair or not?”

I shake my head, having just washed it yesterday. It’s up in a bun right now so I don’t have to worry about it getting wet. The longer Cade’s hands are on me, gently washing me, the more emotional I become.

“I don't know why I feel like crying,” I murmur quietly as he shuts the water off and Grayson opens the curtain holding a towel open.

“Because you just took something back for yourself,” he tells me.

“Even if you aren’t ready to admit everything that happened to you yet, you still just proved how fucking resilient you are. If that means you need to cry now, let it happen,” Ryker adds.

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