Jack steps up and slowly takes off the t-shirt, leaving Harper naked. “Is your ass sore, sweetheart?”
She shakes her head and shivers slightly as her nipples tighten.
“Good. Tell us if it hurts.” Jack puts his hands on her hips, his thumb rubs back and forth over her hipbone.
“Luke, need help getting your boxers off?” I arch an eyebrow and he scowls.
“I’ve got it.” He takes his boxers off, but stays on the couch.
Jack turns Harper so she’s facing Luke. Jack’s hands glide over her body. She releases a harsh breath as he cups her breasts. When he dips his fingers between her legs, she gasps. The sound of how wet she is fills the room as his fingers work over her. “Kneel, sweetheart, and suck Death’s cock.”
When Jack removes his hand, Harper sinks to her knees. Her gaze never leaves Luke’s. My cock twitches with need, but this part is necessary. She needs to be so ready to take us she’ll be minimally sore.
She strokes Luke’s cock before leaning over and taking him into her mouth. Her wet pussy flashes at me. I could sink into her and she’d take me, all of me. Luke takes hold of her hair to guide her mouth over him. There’s something soothing about Harper taking our orders.
Jack kneels behind Harper and raises her hips before pressing his mouth to her pussy. She gasps around Luke’s cock, but he keeps her mouth gliding over him. Caden slides his glistening fingers down her crack and circles her asshole.
Fuck, I can’t wait to bury my cock deep into her ass. The ways I want to take her are many and varied, but I need her ready. I don’t mind causing Harper pain, but I want her to feel pleasure with it. And I don’t want to tear her.
Caden slides a finger into her puckered hole as the door opens. Nico hands me the ties before sitting beside me to take in the show. Normally, I like to participate, but fuck if it’s not satisfying to watch Harper with the others. Caden buries another thick finger in her ass, adding more lube and thrusting his fingers in and out.
She moans softly around Luke’s cock. Breathing hard, Luke lifts her mouth off him. She whimpers as Jack and Caden work her body.
“Fuck.” Luke traces her lower lip with his thumb. “I’ll come if she keeps doing that.”
“So come.” I smirk. “She’ll get you back up again.”
Chuckling darkly, he lowers her mouth over his cock. Her lips stretch around him as she sucks on him, hollowing her cheeks out. Caden adds another finger in her ass, while Jack sucks on her clit. It’s beautiful how they work her together. How eager she is to take them.
I rub my throbbing cock through my pants. The moment her body flushes with her orgasm, she groans deep around Luke’s cock.
Fucking beautiful. That’s what Harper is. She sucks on Luke’s cock again, and he groans as he comes. She takes every drop down her throat as the other two continue to work her body, preparing her for our game.
“Get him hard again, kitten. Then you can take him in your ass while the rest of us play with you.” I lift my gaze to Luke’s and let it harden.
Luke straightens as Harper sucks on him. One more detail to go over.
“No more going rogue. You could have been seriously injured. We’re a team.” Just thinking about what Zach and his crew could have done to Luke makes me want to pound those words into his thick skull.
Luke may be our leader in a lot of ways, but none of us are true followers. Going solo? That shit stops now.
“Even more hurt than you are now.” Nico leans forward to watch Caden’s fingers sliding easily in and out of Harper’s ass. “What if Zach had his friends over and they made you a message?”
“I get it.” His hand caresses Harper’s face. His eyes soften when he looks at her. “No more risking any of us.”
“She’s ready.” Caden thrusts his fingers deep into her ass and she moans again. Jack backs off of her pussy and slides his fingers into her, fucking her with them fast and hard until she comes again, moaning around Luke’s cock.
Luke lifts her off his hard cock. “You good, princess? You want to play?”
“Yes, I want to play.” She licks her lips and sighs. Jack and Caden draw their fingers out of her. When Caden lifts her into the air, she squeals.
“Come on, little nympho, time to live up to your name.”
I help Luke stand. “You good for this?”
He nods but puts a hand against his side. “That’s the last time that bastard bruises me.”
“Damn right.” I grab the back of his neck and lead him over to the chair. His father won’t have a chance to do that again, evenif one of us has to take Luke in. Luke sits and strokes his hand over his hard cock.