Snatching my hand from my side, he pulls me down the stairs and we peel towards the side of the house. We're crunching along a gravel path and he's babbling about how he once got his dick stuck in a fence post here. Pulling laughter from my belly, real laughs, until we round the corner.
In front of me is what I can only describe as a mini sumo ring. A massive dirt clearing surrounded by a circle of pine trunks, holding thick netted fencing, fight club chic but make it rustic.
Great, cute, quirky without a doubt. But the setting is not the problem.
Leo and River and in the middle of the ring, bare knuckle sparring.
Both topless.
Both sweaty.
Both wearing gray fucking sweatpants.
I don't remember giving my legs permission, but they stagger forward anyway, trying to offer me up as tribute. My brain's screaming to look away. My eyes tell my brain to get bent.
Leo moves like a thunderstorm given abs, pure viking berserker. Heavy, hard, all brutal strength and zero finesse. Every punch he throws is loud enough to shake bark loose from the trees. His back is carved from granite and another wicked scar slashes over one shoulder that makes me want to ask how he got it and kiss it at the same time. His thick, messy braid swings when he moves. His sweatpants hang dangerously low, flashing the promise of a V-line that could lead nations.
River is all contrast. Graceful. Lethal. Barefoot and fluid as an apex predator who enjoys the hunt. Pale skin, stacked muscles, those impossibly sharp cheekbones and black tattoos wrapping around his whole torso. His hair is wet, sticking to his neck and still unreadable face. But his eyes are locked on Leo like they want to devour him.
Which is wild because I think I want to devour both. And in two breaths it's pretty obvious they want to devour me too. Because the second my foot crunches on a twig, they freeze. Both of them, mid-punch. Heads snap in my direction, bloodhounds scenting a fresh trail.
Leo's chest heaves. River's nostrils flare. Jax, next to me, goes completely still.
Oh. Shit.
They stalk toward me, forcing me to take a step back, heart thudding, thighs clenching, because something is very wrong. My body's going haywire, all my skin feels too tight. As scorching heat rushes through my veins, a throbbing kicks up between my legs like I've been edged for hours. My nipples pull into peaks, rock hard beneath my tank top, and I can actually feel slick warmth pooling in my panties.
This is not normal. None of it is okay.
I can't breathe. Everythings too heavy under the weight of their eyes, all three of them, pinning me in place.
The sickest part? I like it. No. Worse.
I need it.
Leo reaches me first. Stops just inches from me, chest glistening, a slow growl rumbling in his throat as he looks me over. His eyes drop to my mouth. My chest. My hips. He grunts, and it's pure filth.
River steps up on my other side. Silent, but the way his pupils blow wide? The way his tongue darts across his bottom lip as he smells me? It's not subtle.
Jax pushes in behind me, I can't see him, but I can definitely feel how much he's reacting to this fucking up situation. I don't think that's a downed branch pushing into the small of my back.
I'm shaking. I don't know if it's fear or arousal or both, but I can feel it building, hot and thick and wet between my thighs. My mouth is bone dry and my legs are seconds away from giving in completely.
They form a triangle around me, completely boxing me in so I've no wiggle room. A war is raging in the depths of my twisted brain, because where's the fight? Where is the adrenaline to save me from these strangers I've just met? My body is fighting to rub itself raw against the closest thigh, and Leo's is right there. Firm and huge.
Jesus.
Jax's breath catches beside me. "No way, it's not possible."
Leo's jaw tightens on a rumbling growl. "It's a trick."
What are they talking about? What trick? I've not tricked anyone.
No way I can hide my shock when it's River who moves. He lifts one hand, grips my chin between his index finger and thumb, and tilts my face up. His touch is soft, but my whole body jolts as our skin meets, he's wired to a detonator hidden deep in me. I'm panting now, lips parted, and he just watches it all unfold.
He leans in, opening his mouth as it stops atoms away from mine, and draws in my sharp breaths. Tasting me, inhaling me into his lungs.
"Aren't you special, bunny." His voice is the promise of bad things done very, very slowly.
A low, needy sound escapes me, wrenched from me with just his words, shamefully raw.
Their reaction is instant, all three of them growl in unison. The sound pulses in my chest, sinks into my spine, settles right between my legs sending more liquid heat to feed the throb.
River is still nose to nose, his eyes consumed by black. Tilting his head to the left, I think for a split second he's going to kiss me. Fuck, I want him to kiss me. But no, not him.
He shifts his face, running his lips along my jaw. Then in one slow, deliberate swipe, runs his tongue along my jaw and across my bottom lip, leaving a trail of wetness to the centre of my lip.
My whole pussy clenches, causing a gush. There's no other word for it, because I've never experienced anything like it. I feel it spill into hot cotton, obscene as they all press in until there is no more space between us. Three huge bodies, with me squeezed in the middle.
A livewire, feeling every single heartbeat in my cunt. I want to be touched, bitten, fucked until I forget my name. This is insanity. This is,
"ENOUGH!"
Corrian's voice is a gunshot tearing through the air. Everyone freezes.
I flinch so hard I nearly trip. Jax steadies me. Leo snarls under his breath. River steps back, but only just, watching me with that same wicked smirk.
Corrian storms out of the house, eyes blazing, jaw locked as he careens towards the skin sandwich they have built with me as the filling.
"Inside. All of you. Now."
My face is burning. My thighs are soaked. My heart is doing somersaults inside my rib cage.
I glance at the boys, there is no shame there, just feral satisfaction and three sets of tented sweatpants, evidence of just how affected they all were too.
Whatever just happened, I have no idea what that was. But I know one thing for sure.
I'm so fucked.