Captured: Chapter 11

I wake up feeling a delicious heat engulfing me, and surrounded by the smell of lemon drizzle cake, fresh from the oven. Yum! I stretch into the heat, snuggling in more.

There’s a huge, heavy arm flung across my waist, pulling me in tight to the toasty hard body spooning me from behind. I can feel a tickle of breath along my neck, and my body tingles as it races along my skin causing goosebumps to erupt all over me. Everywhere our naked bodies touch feels hot, almost burning, as if I’m standing too close to an open flame.

Someone has woken up happy.

I chuckle to myself, feeling Jax’s impressive length poking into my arse, and I can’t help grinding a little against it, teasing myself and starting up an ache in my core for more. A deep, rumbling growl comes from behind me, sending exquisite vibrations straight to my aching pussy.

“Ready for more, Baby Girl?” he teases, his voice low and raspy, and so damn sexy from having just woken up.

I wonder if he’s ever thought of a career in audiobooks?

He slides his large hand down my naked stomach, causing waves of pleasurable anticipation to roll down over me and my breath to hitch, before he finds my folds already slick with arousal. I moan as two thick digits leisurely enter me, pumping slowly in and out. I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t a little sore from the pounding he gave me last night, but damn if I don’t want more!

“Always so nice and wet for me,” he whispers in my ear, then nips it, causing a gasping moan to escape my lips which gets louder as he picks up the pace, finger fucking me faster.

My hand reaches up behind me and tangles in his blond locks, pulling him closer towards me, in a bid to eliminate any gaps between us. I can feel his rock hard cock, slick with precum and thrusting in between my rear cheeks.

“Jax,” I whimper, already feeling the burn of an impending orgasm building and opening my thighs wider for him.

“I’m gonna make you come so hard on my fingers, Baby Girl. Then I’m going to fuck you until you can’t breathe, and the rest of those assholes downstairs will hear you scream my name this time,” he growls, and I fucking come undone with his dirty talk, shouting his name just as the door is flung open and a fallen angel strolls in, butt naked and standing to full attention. Of course he leaves the door open as well. Fucking exhibitionist.

“The fuck you want?” Jax barks, a spark of anger in his voice. He’s still leisurely thrusting his fingers inside me, making ripples flow through my body and chasing away any embarrassment I might feel at being caught like this.

“Obviously, I have an issue that I need Pretty Girl’s help with,” Loki sarcastically replies, indicating his raging hard on and rolling his emerald eyes at Jax.

“Loki!” I admonish, my cheeks colouring, now that my orgasm is fading.

I’m naked in bed with his friend, for fuck’s sake!

“I’m sure you could have taken care of the issue yourself,” I sass, raising one brow at him, a teasing smile coming over my lips, which is quickly replaced with a moan when Jax hits a particularly sweet spot inside me.

Loki keeps walking until he’s standing next to the bed, his glorious cock standing proud and practically in my fucking face. The rug really does match the drapes!

I lick my lips at the sight, causing Loki’s smirk to get even bigger.

“Nah. I’d much rather you dealt with it. After all, you caused it. And anyway, you want to help me, don’t you, Pretty Girl?” he cajoles, looking directly at me. My gaze shoots up to meet his heated one, my whole body flushing and zinging with electricity.

“You want him to join us, Baby Girl?” Jax asks curiously in that sinful voice of his.

My gaze is locked on Loki, seeing every shade of green in his beautiful eyes, like dappled sunlight through leaves. The curtains are cracked, and a sunbeam shines directly onto him, lighting him up like the angel he resembles.

“Yes,” I say in a whisper. A burning heat like I’ve never felt before races across my body, tightening my nipples and leaving me breathless.

I can’t believe I’ve just admitted that out loud. I’d be embarrassed if I wasn’t so turned on right now.

“Good girl.” Loki smiles smugly, and without waiting for Jax’s permission, he throws back the covers, letting our delicious warmth escape, and then pauses to admire the view of me sweating and naked, my thighs parted, with Jax’s fingers still inside me.

“Shit, Pretty Girl. You’re so fucking gorgeous, especially with your pussy wrapped around Jax’s fingers,” he enthuses, his emerald eyes aflame and biting his lush bottom lip. Why is that so fucking sexy?

“Are you getting the fuck in or what?” Jax challenges, voice rough with an undercurrent of violence that only makes me wetter. Loki gives us his signature cheeky grin, then climbs into bed, laying his head on his bent arm next to mine on the pillow.

We’re really fucking doing this?! I feel a surge of adrenaline suffuse my limbs, and butterflies burst to life in my stomach.

“Good morning, Pretty Girl,” Loki says softly, looking into my eyes whilst cupping my face with his palm. I can’t help nuzzling into the warm touch, closing my eyes for the briefest of seconds. “I missed you in my bed last night and slept terribly.” A hint of vulnerability enters his gaze, making my heart crack and ache.

It’s difficult to think with him so close, looking at me like…like I’m the only thing standing between him and the hellish abyss. That can’t be right, we’ve only known each other what, a couple of weeks? I mean, I know I’ve spent every night near enough in his bed, but still, that was just fucking. Wasn’t it?

Before I can think of a response, his teasing grin is back in place, and I just know that what’s about to come out of his mouth is gonna piss me off a little.

“My cock’s not used to being so cold at night. He was lonely.”

Annnnd there it is. Fucking arsegoblin.

I go to slap the fucker, mostly in jest, but he catches my hand first, and in one quick move squeezes a dollop of lube into it—when the fuck did he pick that up? He brings my hand down and wraps it tightly round his rock hard length, keeping his hand over the top of mine and moving both up and down.

“Fuck, Lilly,” he groans as we pump his cock together, and I won’t even bother to deny the rush of wetness that floods between my legs.

“Don’t forget about me, Baby Girl,” Jax growls behind me, nibbling my neck just shy of causing pain. “Remember my promise?” I whimper in response as he withdraws his fingers from my slick pussy.

There’s the familiar rustle of a foil wrapper, and then he uses his hand to drape my leg over his hip, opening me wide. I can feel the cool air of the room on my bare cunt, adding another layer of sensation to my already sensitised body.

“Jesus fucking Christ, that’s a sight to behold,” Loki moans huskily as Jax starts to nudge his way inside me, my cream acting as lube and helping him to ease in.

The stretch feels so fucking good, my eyes already wanting to roll with the exquisite burn. At that moment, Loki shifts so the pierced tip of him rubs against my clit, sending an electric current zapping across me.

“Yes!” I exclaim, completely lost to all of the pleasure coursing through me, my eyes closing so I can feel it all better.

Jax starts to fuck me in earnest, just the way I like it, pounding into me from behind, his large hand gripping my hip hard enough to bruise. It feels so good, almost too much, as he touches every part of me inside. Loki keeps a steady pace with our hands, kissing me full on, and exploring my mouth with his expert tongue. He tastes like wicked mornings and sinful indulgence, and I can’t get enough, meeting him stroke for stroke and moaning into his mouth. My free hand is grasping at his chest, no doubt leaving red scratches all over it.

I’m so close I can feel myself starting to fall, burning like I’m on fire. Loki pauses in his devastation of my mouth, leaning his forehead next to mine, and whispers, “Next time, Pretty Girl, I’ll be inside you too, fucking that pretty ass of yours.”

At his words, I groan and clench round Jax’s dick.

“Fuck, Loki! Whatever you just said, she’s like a fucking vise around my cock,” he hisses. His pace picks up, becoming frenzied as he starts to chase his release.

Loki matches Jax’s thrusts by pumping our hands along his length harder and faster, hitting my clit with each turn, making my body sing and alight all at the same time.

“I just told her,” he grinds out, voice deep and husky, “that next time, we will both be inside her, fucking her so hard she won’t be able to walk for a week.” His filthy words set off a chain reaction, and I come hard with a scream, my inner walls contracting and milking Jax.

I hear Jax shout as he climaxes, stiffening up behind me, buried to the hilt. Seconds later, Loki cries out my name as he orgasms, shooting ropes of his hot seed all across the front of my pussy, coating it and marking me as his in the most primal way.

We lay there, in a hot fucking sweaty mess, panting.

“Jesus, Pretty Girl. You look even better with my cum all over that pretty cunt of yours,” Loki sighs appreciatively, still breathing heavily, but looking at me like he wants to throw me over his shoulder and go caveman.

“If I had the energy, you’d get a smack for that comment, you Neanderthal,” I rasp out breathily, making Jax chuckle in that deep voice of his, which in turn makes me groan and clamp round his softening cock that’s still inside me. Of course, that makes him growl and thrust his hips, already beginning to harden once more.

“How the fuck are you ready to go again?!” I gasp out, although Her Vagisty seems to be open to the idea, quite literally fluttering round his cock like a fucking butterfly on a dick flower.

“Oh, you have no idea of my stamina, Baby Girl,” he smugly boasts in that deep voice of his, and I can hear the smirk as he starts to gently thrust his hips in and out of me, getting harder and harder by the second.

“Jax…” I warn, although there’s a hint of a moan in my tone. “I need a shower!”

“Oh, why didn’t you say so?” he replies, pulling out abruptly and leaving me gaping.

He pulls off the condom, dropping it and the one from last night into the bin nearby, then kneeling on the bed, scoops me up bridal style, and I clutch at his thick neck with a squeal.

“I can fuck you just as good in the shower,” he mutters cheekily.

He walks out of the room with me in his arms, both of us completely naked and his hard cock no doubt bobbing for all to see. I look over his shoulder at Loki, sprawled on the bed looking every inch the fallen angel in his glorious nakedness.

“Don’t look at me, Pretty Girl,” he laughs, his emerald gaze alight with mischief. “I’m sure Jax will take real good care of you.”

“Unhelpful wanker,” I grumble half heartedly as we leave the room and head down the stairs.

When we get to the bottom, I can see Kai sitting on a sofa, his laptop in his lap with his iPad next to him. He looks up as we reach the last step, his eyes going wide behind his glasses and his mouth popping open as he takes us in.

Ash is making himself a coffee in the kitchenette. I can smell the deliciously warming scent, and even though I hate the drink, I love that smell. His brow furrows and his eyes narrow as he watches us, and I catch his gaze darting down to my bare pussy just as I feel Loki’s cum drip down my inner thigh. His top lip curls in a sneer, but not before I see his steel eyes blaze, liquefying them to molten silver.

“You’re going to get cum all over the floor,” he drawls in that arrogant tone of his, and I blush bright red.

Jax doesn’t miss a beat, continuing our journey towards the bathroom, throwing over his shoulder in his sexy, deep rumble, “Lucky we’re taking a shower then, huh?”

I see Ash’s eyes become almost slits, but Jax just walks through the doorway, turns round, and slams the door shut, all whilst still carrying me like I weigh nothing.

“Jealous ass,” he mumbles as he finally sets me down on my feet and starts up the shower.

“Jealous?!” I exclaim, my eyes wide and slack-jawed as I look at him.

“Baby Girl. Trust me on this. He’s all sore because he wishes it was his cum dripping off that sweet fucking pussy,” he mumbles, stalking towards me like I’m his prey. I bite my lip and close my eyes, images of Ash doing exactly what Loki just did, flashing across my vision.

My thighs clench with the dirty pictures filling my mind, my eyes snapping open as I hear the rumble of Jax’s laughter from right in front of me.

“He’ll come around eventually. Especially if you keep walking around like that.” He smirks, reaching out to brush the back of his fingers along the curve of my breast, and I shiver.

“Come on, Baby Girl. Time to get clean so we can get dirty again,” he beckons, giving me another cheeky smile as he tugs me towards the shower and my next few orgasms.

By the time we finish and get ready for the day, it’s lunchtime. As I make my way down the spiral staircase, I can smell something so delicious my stomach growls, and Jax chuffs with laughter behind me.

“Work up an appetite, did you, Baby Girl?” he asks, chuckling.

“Shut up!” I reply, though there’s no heat behind it. We reach the bottom, and my stomach growls loudly again.

Damn! I really am starving! Not surprising given all of the sexercise I’ve been doing lately. Snort.

I look over to see Kai plating up what looks like homemade chicken ramen. Fucking yum! I walk over to help carry the bowls to the table, but Loki and Jax beat me to it, refusing to let me carry even my own. My inner feminist rolls her eyes, yet Her Vagisty approves of the chivalry and takes it as her due.

“Kai, this smells amazing,” I say, taking a big inhale as we sit down to eat. I look round and realise that Ash isn’t here. Strange. Although, maybe the stick up his arse stops him from relaxing and he’s plotting world domination upstairs.

I pick up my chopsticks and grab some chicken, blowing on it before putting it in my mouth and…holy fuck balls! An embarrassingly loud moan escapes my lips, and my eyes close. An explosion of tastes erupts on my tongue; there’s the earthy chicken stock with a hint of spicy ginger and refreshing lemongrass.

I open my eyes to see three hungry gazes staring at me, chopsticks poised over their bowls. I suddenly realise that I’ve had sex with two out of the three that are seated at the table, and I can feel my cheeks heating again.

“Kai, this is really fucking good!” I say, trying to break the tension in the air. It works as they all blink, like they’re coming back up for air and start to eat. Kai blushes adorably, as he does a lot when I talk to him.

“Thanks, Lilly. I love to cook,” he answers, quickly looking down at his bowl and beginning to eat.

“Who taught you? I mean, it doesn’t exactly seem like a rich boy’s pastime, if you get my drift?” I ask with a smile. I’d love to find out more about the guys.

“My nanny taught me,” he replies, still looking into his steaming ramen bowl. “She used to take me into the kitchen and say, ‘Right, Master Kai. It’s time you learned how to cook so that you can feel the joy of feeding others.’ And she showed me how to make all kinds of foods, from all over the world. I loved it, mixing the different flavors and figuring out what works well together. She was right. There is great joy to be found in feeding others, I love to give people what I make. It makes me happy to see them enjoying my food.” He’s become animated as he speaks, more so than I’ve seen so far, and there’s a glow in his eyes, a warmth that I haven’t seen before. He loved her, I think, a little surprised that a rich kid would feel such affection for a servant.

Judgemental much, Lilly?

“Do you still see her? Your nanny?” I ask as we continue to eat the yummy noodles. The light goes out of his gaze at my question, making the amber brown of his eyes dull and sad.

“Uh, well, when my uncle discovered that she was teaching me to cook, he fired her and wouldn’t tell me her address or anything. So, no. I don’t see her anymore.” He sighs sadly, looking back down to his bowl, and placing his chopsticks down beside it.

My heart aches for him. It’s official, his uncle is a dickhead of the highest caliber. Being able to cook is a valuable life skill and to punish someone for teaching a child?! What the ever loving fuck is wrong with these people? And what about his parents? Where are, or were, they? A twinge of pain stabs me in the gut at that thought, so I decide not to pursue it.

“So, where’s Ash today? Off to torture unsuspecting kittens?” I joke, seeing it falls a little flat as the guys all seem to wince and cringe. Goddammit! Foot meet mouth.

Loki clears his throat, “Ash goes home for the weekend,” he tentatively tells me.

I’ve never seen him so…somber before. What’s that about? I wonder. None of the others elaborate, all avoiding my gaze which is shifty as fuck.

“Okay, cool. So…” I start, hoping this time I don’t make a tit of myself, “what do you guys do on the weekends?” I nervously glance at them to see what their reactions are, hoping it’s not another tricky subject.

“I’m hitting the gym,” Jax drawls whilst wolfing down his ramen.

“All weekend?!” I exclaim, although looking at his drool-worthy muscles that his black tank shows off to perfection, and remembering the feel of restrained power and violence he exuded when he was on top and inside of me, makes me appreciate the time he spends working on his body.

Shivering with the memories, it’s like Jax can read my mind, and he gives me that devilish smile of his, the one that so far I’ve only seen aimed at me, and tenses his huge biceps, making them even bigger.

“These guns don’t get this big with no work, Baby Girl,” he cheekily replies, earning an eye roll from me before getting up from the table and taking his bowl to the dishwasher, then grabbing his gym bag, giving me a hard peck on the lips, and heading out.

“Jeez, Pretty Girl. I know how delicious that pussy of yours is, but I didn’t realise it had magical powers too!” Loki teases. Fucking cockwomble. I throw my napkin at him, but I’m curious as to what he means.

“What on earth are you waffling about, Loki?” I ask.

“Waffling?” he queries, a perfect auburn brow raised and a very cute look of confusion on his beautiful face.

“Yeah, waffling. Like talking about, but with a healthy dollop of bullshit and a side of nonsense,” I tell him, smiling sweetly and tipping my head to one side.

“Ah. British speak again. You guys have some crazy sayings,” he says, a wide grin on his face.

“Pot and kettle, Loki. Now, back to my magic vagina?” I ask again, crossing my arms and raising a brow of my own, whilst desperately trying to hold in my smile.

“Ah, yes,” he smirks, giving me that panty melting grin and making Her Vasgisty perk up like a fucking dog waiting for a treat. Greedy bitch! “I was ‘waffling’ about the fact that not only does Jax remain silent most of the time, even with us, but usually, he never smiles and he never sleeps with a girl. I mean, sure, he fucks them, well, those that can handle his ‘meat,’” he teases, winking at me, and I groan. I’m never going to live that down. “He never sleeps in bed with them afterwards or hooks up with them again.”

My mouth falls open. I am gobsmacked. Okay, so he mostly frowned when I first arrived, but he has been smiling at me a lot recently, especially since last night. He gives me this devilish grin that makes me squirm, and butterflies dance in my stomach. I hoped that it was something just for me, but I never imagined that the act of smiling was something he didn’t usually do, even with his close friends. Plus, he didn’t let go of me all night, holding me close in those strong arms, letting me know that I’m all kinds of safe and protected there.

“Oh,” I say, my forehead furrowing and biting my lip. I’m at a loss as to what to think, or even feel. It’s just sex with Jax and Loki, right?

“Oh, indeed, Pretty Girl,” Loki teases in a terrible British accent, breaking into my troubled thoughts, his emerald gaze sparkling. I hear a chair scrape back as Kai gets up, taking our empty bowls, and walking to the dishwasher.

“I was planning on heading into town, if you’d like to join me?” he enquires in that melodic voice of his as he straightens up, cheeks going pink as he speaks.

“I’d love to join you, Kai,” I say, beaming at him, his face going even redder.

As I get up, I hear Loki retort, “See, magic pussy.” And this time I playfully smack him on his shoulder when I walk past. He captures my wrist and pulls me into his lap, kissing me soundly on the lips, leaving me breathless and aching.

He looks into my eyes, his gaze heated, whispering against my lips in that sexy deep voice of his, “Go add to your harem, Pretty Girl. But tonight, you’re in my bed.” Then he licks my bottom lip, releases my wrist, helping me off his lap as he stands up, and heads upstairs.

My brain feels fuzzy with lust, and it takes a moment for what he’s said to sink in. Harem? Now there’s an idea. If only Kai and Ash were on board…

“Ready?” Kai asks softly, waiting by the door and looking at me with his beautiful honey gaze, once again bringing me back to the present.

“Uh…yes. Sure. Absolutely.” I smile brightly as I try to shake myself out of my stupor, and head out the door with him by my side.