Again, they all stop.
Landon curses under his breath and gets up. I whimper at the loss of his warmth but as soon as he steps out of the room, Maverick reclaims my mouth and Axel’s attention is returned to my now dripping pussy.
“Yeah, Claire?” Landon steps back into the room.
I freeze, why did my mother call Landon? I don’t have time to think because Axel slides another finger in, stretching me. I arch my back off the bed. Maverick is now on my neck and twisting my nipple, similar to what Landon was doing earlier. I bite my lip to stop the moan that wants to leave my mouth.
“I can get Violet to come—” after a quick pause he finishes “—out of her room.”
“Sure, Claire. I’ll be home soon.”
Landon’s voice seems far away, drowned out by my approaching climax. It’s right there. One more sweep of Axel’s tongue —
“That’s enough boys”.
I yell as Maverick and Axel pull away from me.
“Sorry Letty, but that was your Mum.”
“I don’t care if that was the fucking Queen of Mars.”
Maverick chuckles and Axel is looking stoic as usual.
“She’s been banging on your door for the last five minutes and says you’ve barricaded it?”
“Yeah, with my dresser.”
“Why?”
“Didn’t want her to barge in and find I wasn’t there, now did I?” I snarled out. I get cranky when my orgasm gets denied. Sue me.
“Mouth baby, or Maverick will add a spank, and I will fill that mouth with my cock.”
“Sorry boys, apparently there’s no time.” I scoot myself off the bed.
“Fourteen.”
I don’t look back as I pick up my pants and underwear and pull them roughly back on. I’m so annoyed, not at them, well not entirely.
“Don’t you dare fucking finger fuck yourself.” Axel growls out.
That gets me to turn around. “Excuse me?”
“You heard.”
“I can’t touch myself?” I question just making sure I’ve heard him correctly.
“No.”
“How is that fair?”
Axel just shrugs, “It’s not.”
“I’m aware.”
“And we will know.” Maverick chimes in.
“How?”
