Chapter Ninety-Nine

Havermouth, Five Years Before

Aislen woke, wrapped around Cameron, with Rhett pressed tightly against her back. Heath, returning from the bathroom, was what had woken her, she realized, as he lay down behind Rhett and put his arm over them both. They were all nestled together like a set of spoons, and fuck, if it wasn’t the cosiest experience in her memory.

Cameron shifted, his hand closing over hers and sliding over the tight planes of his stomach to close over his cock. She smothered a giggle.

“How the fuck you go from unconscious to sex in a heartbeat, I don’t know,” Rhett mumbled. “I’m just glad to no longer be the recipient of your morning sex.”

“You loved it, and you’re secretly jealous that I ask Aislen now instead of you,” Cameron rolled onto his back and folded his hands behind his head, with a contented sigh. “But she’s less bitchy first thing in the morning than you. You could use your mouth,” he suggested to Aislen, his eyelids were heavy over his eyes, so there was only a slash of blue trapped between his long eyelashes as he watched Aislen stroke his cock.

She rolled to her knees and licked her tongue over his tip. His groan was filthy with desire. “Oh, yes,” he ground out. “Nothing like head first thing in the morning.”

She toyed with him, teasing the smooth surface with her tongue, exploring under the mushroomed tip, flicking over his slit. She saw his fingers bunch the sleeping bag he lay on as he moaned and arched his hips towards her.

“Fuck it,” Rhett rolled to his knees and nudged her legs apart, taking her by the hips. She dragged in a breath and sighed it out over Cameron’s spit-slick cock as Rhett eased into her.

“Argh,” Cameron groaned. “Suck on me Aislen.”

Heath straddled Cameron’s shoulders, placing a knee to either side of Cameron’s head. “Suck on me,” he told Cameron, his tone wicked. “What’s the best way to shut up a bitch, Rhett?”

“With your tongue or your cock,” Rhett replied through his teeth.

“Damn right,” Heath’s arse muscles clenched as he thrusted into Cameron’s mouth, his fingers burying into Cameron’s russet hair as his fingers clenched on Heath’s thighs, gripping them together. “Greedy little cock sucker,” Heath crooned down at him.

Aislen felt the fission along Cameron’s cock as he fought his orgasm. The tumble of his lust-filled thoughts overflowed with the sensation of being pinned and helpless beneath Heath, the taste of Heath’s cock on his tongue and Aislen’s mouth on Cameron’s cock, combining into a heady mix of sensation that had Cameron’s balls pulling tightly to his body as the pre-orgasmic tingles began.

Rhett curved his arm around Aislen and pressed his fingers against her clit. His hips were pressed tightly against her arse, his thrusts pushing her down on Cameron’s cock until she gagged on it, and that was one thing too many for Cameron’s control. His moan was wet and muffled by Heath’s cock as he came, and Aislen swallowed, lapping over his tip to collect the last drops before releasing him and pushing back against her hands into Rhett’s increasingly fast and forceful thrusts.

Rhett’s lips brushed her shoulder blades, his mind on the sensation of her slick warmth around him, comparing the sensations of fucking her to them, her body softer, her cunt slicker, her skin smoother…

Heath groaned as he came, and rolled to the side, both he and Cameron watching Rhett fuck Aislen with lazy appraisal. Rhett cried out against her back and strained into her as he came.

“You’re going to have to eat her out to get her off,” Heath observed. “She hasn’t come.”

“Mmph,” Rhett lifted off of her. “On your back, Aislen.”

She flopped onto the mattress, next to Cameron, her head on his bicep, and Rhett parted her legs with his shoulders. She moaned, her eyes closing, as his tongue stroked over her, collecting his own cum and swallowing it. She wasn’t sure which of them was more turned on by what he was doing, his kink kicking in and rushing through him, as he leisurely licked her clean of him, before focusing on her clit, sucking and thrusting his tongue against the sensitive nub, making her writhe and moan.

“Use your fingers,” Cameron said.

“Or better yet,” Heath passed over the lube. “Your hand.”

Aislen moaned as Rhett used the lube and penetrated her with his fingers, gradually increasing them until she could feel the stretch of her cunt around his knuckles.

Cameron rolled into her, kissing her cheek. “Relax,” he breathed into her ear. She turned her face towards him and met his lips with her. His fingers stroked into her hair as he kissed her.

“Oh god,” she broke the kiss as Rhett’s hand pushed into her. “Oh, fuck!” It was an intensely full feeling, more so than when two of them f-ked her at once, and her body clenched around him as it adjusted. His knuckles rubbed against her g-spot as he moved his hand within her, causing her to cry out.

“Good?” Cameron asked anxiously.

“Fuck,” she said again as she came.

Rhett waited a moment before easing out and sat up, grinning.

Heath laughed and clasped his shoulder. “Well done.”

Cameron kissed Aislen and pulled back with a wide smile, stroking her cheek. “That was good, hey?” He asked her again.

“Yeah,” she was breathless. “Different. Lots of lube,” she added in complaint, feeling the wet slick of it.

“Needed lots of lube,” Rhett replied. “Didn’t want to hurt you. Fuck, I’m hard again after that.”

“Happy now?” Heath was still laughing at him.

“Yeah, goal achieved,” Rhett stood slowly, leaning against Heath. “Now I need coffee. You okay, Aislen?” He looked down at her.

“We’ll cuddle,” Cameron wrapped himself around her. “And then I’ll clean her up.”

Heath slung his arm over Rhett’s shoulders. “Come on, let’s get coffee on and breakfast started,” he said, leading Rhett from the room.

“Was that okay?” Cameron asked her again, his face in her hair as she turned into him and wrapped her arms around his chest. She was shaking, her heart racing within her, and she suddenly felt teary. She nodded her head, lost for words. “It’s okay,” he murmured. “Sometimes the sex gets a bit intense for me, too.”

She blew out a breath. “It didn’t hurt, or, at least not in a bad way,” she told him. “But, yeah, it was intense and sometimes…” She hesitated and closed her eyes. “Sometimes things feel good at the time, and then afterwards, something happens, and I feel…”

“Ashamed and embarrassed?” His voice was very quiet.

“Yeah.” She swallowed hard. “You too?”

He sighed. “I’m younger than Rhett and Heath by almost a year. They started fucking girls and each other and I… Well, I joined in because it’s not easy being the one left out. The first few times… afterwards, I’d lie awake and think of what my dad would say if he knew I’d just rearranged Heath or Rhett’s insides, or that they’d just fucked me, and I…” He gave a little shrug. “So, yeah, I understand that.”

“Sex is weird,” she admitted in a whisper. “Like, it feels good at the time, but then afterwards… When you think about what other people would say, it doesn’t.”

“Yeah, but you have to ask yourself – does what the other people will say matter enough that you wouldn’t want to do it again?”

She thought about it. “I guess.”

“Alright, let’s go have a shower. Fuck me, that was a lot of lube. I’m covered in it too, now,” he released her and rose to his feet, looking down at himself in amusement. She could see the slick of lube on his stomach and thighs from contact with her.

“Cameron,” she said as she sat up.

“Yeah?” He looked over his shoulder.

“Thanks.”

His smile glowed with warmth. “Come on. Shower and coffee.”