TW: smut, obviously | THREESOME.- I'm talking double fucking stuffed | vaginal | anal | rough from both parties | may cause wet panties | may not be your sorta thing, feel free to skip!
The party's packed, music thumping through the floor boards, bodies grinding, bottles clinking. I'm halfway through a drink when Angel grabs me by the wrist very fucking tight. The look in his eyes? dangerous.
I’ve been fucking Angel on and off for months, whenever the nights get too quiet for him or the weight of whatever shit his brother EZ drags him into gets too heavy. There’s just something about him, something dangerous, almost magnetic.
"Come with me" he commands.
I laugh it off a little, but he doesn't smile, just tugs me through the crowd, past the half dressed ghouls and devils and upstairs to a room with the door cracked open slightly. He pushes me forcefully inside, and when I see the figure sitting on the bed I instantly freeze.
Jax.
Fuck. Now’s probably the right time to admit I’ve been fucking Jax too. The nights I tell Angel I’m busy, it’s probably because Jax is already balls deep in me. He has a hold on me I can’t explain. Rough and just all over consuming. Different from Angel, but just as addictive.
And the worst part? Neither of them know…
Jax has his legs spread wide, sat at the edge of somebody’s bed. He's watching me with that calm smirk that always makes my stomach flip.
My lips part, not knowing what the fuck to say. "I didn't-"
"You didn't what y/n?" Jax cuts me off, leaning forward, elbows on his knees. "Didn't think we'd find out?"
Angel steps in behind me, "You fuckin' both of us, and you didn't think we'd notice?"
"Didn't think we talked?" Jax stands now, coming closer to me "Didn't think we'd compare notes?"
Angel chuckles darkly from behind "She had us on rotation" he shakes his head playfully
"Jax..." I look around "...Angel...I..."
Jax holds up a hand "Nah. We don't need an excuse baby. You wanna be a greedy little slut? That's fine"
He steps even closer to me, hands going to his belt, popping it open while his eyes drag up and down my body. "But you're gonna take both of us tonight, no questions asked. You understand me?"
I nod my head, thinking I understand, they were gonna take turns with me whilst the other watched.
“On the bed” Angel nudges me forward, as Jax continues to undress.
Jax leans back on his hands, legs fully spread again and his cock free, thick and hard between his thighs.
"Look at her" he mutters to Angel who's still standing behind me. "You think she’s sorry she got caught?"
Angel laughs, dragging his shirt over his head, his chain catching the light glistening against his chest. "Nah" he says, licking his lips "She'll be beggin' for more"
Jax taps the mattress beside him with that taunting expression "Come on, y/n you know where to sit"
I swallow hard before making the decision to accept my fate. I crawl over to him, my thighs straddling his hips getting into position. "You're gonna ride my cock while Angel fills your other tight little hole from behind"
My mouth goes dry, finally understanding exactly what he meant. "At the...the same time?"
"You wanna fuck two men at the same time, you better be ready to be used by two men at the same time" the words make me quiver, I didn't think this would turn me on so much.
Angel comes up closer behind me, his chest against my back, his hands gripping my hips as he leans down to whisper in my ear. "You still got one hole available, mami. You wanna admit to fuckin' anyone else before we start fillin’ these two?"
I shake my head, the nerves and arousal crawling up my neck. "No...I swear..."
"Good" Jax grunts, lining himself up with my pussy, running the tip through my soaked heat. "then you better show us how much this slutty little cunt can take"
I sink down on Jax slow. His cock stretching me open inch by inch, he moans deep. One hand gripping my thigh the other resting lazily on my ass. "So fuckin' wet" he hums.
I feel a finger slide between my cheeks, Angel spreading my wetness, slapping Jax’s hand playfully out of his way as he begins teasing at my other entrance to get me ready. My whole body already shaking from the overstimulation, and then, he pushes in. it's deep and hot, If I had to use a word to describe it, it'd be fucking spicy.
"Oh. My. God" I cry out.
"Shhh" Angel growls, "You can take it"
The pressure, the fullness with both of them inside me and I'm drowning in the feeling of it, I've never felt anything like it.
They're fucking me in perfect rhythm. Jax beneath me, his cock stroking deep and slow through my dripping pussy, and Angel behind me, relentlessly gripping at my hips, filling my ass like he's claiming it.
Every single nerve in my body is on fire. The sounds they're making are pure filth. Heavy breaths, low groans, both cursing as I take all of them. My body is literally coming undone.
Jax's head tips back, eyes fluttering shut as Angel thrusts in deeper, and for just a second, their cocks grind together through the thin wall inside me. Jax's eyes snap open as Angel exhales hard through his nose at the exact same time. I lift my head dazed, catching the look in Jax’s eyes.
But he's not looking at me, he's looking over my shoulder, At Angel. The next thrust is intentional. They both move again, in perfect time and I feel that same fucking contact. The slick, pulsing, grinding pressure between them, and again, and again.
My moans turn into cries, as I put two and two together. They're not just getting off on fucking me. They're getting off on the feeling of each other. Both of them groaning like its the best thing they've ever felt.
But when Jax grabs my jaw pulling me down closer to him, and Angel wraps his hands around the back of my neck, fingers intertwining at the front of my throat, and when they both call me 'Good girl' at the same fucking time...
I stop thinking altogether.
"You like takin' both our cocks darlin'" Jax grunts against my lips.
I cant answer, I'm so high on all the sensations I don't even register it.
"She fuckin' loves it" Angel spits, slapping my ass hard. "This greedy fuckin' body was made to be shared"
I cum first out of the three of us, my body shaking hard, mouth wide open. I'm soaked and throbbing as the orgasm courses through me, unlike one i've ever experienced. They fuck me through it, chasing their own highs. Both cocks pulsing inside me until they take turns filling me up. When all three of us are done, we're just laid out across the bed. Nothing but sweat, cum and silence. Jax moves first, wiping himself clean with the corner of the bedsheet, before getting up and chucking his clothes back on. He pulls out a pack of smokes and lights one, inhaling deep.
"You even know whose bed this is?" Angel huffs out a breathless laugh, now standing too and zipping his jeans halfway.
Jax glances around, "Not my problem" he shrugs, the cigarette bouncing between his lips.
I sit up slowly, legs still shaking and my heart pounding from more than just the sex. It's the silence between us now. The awkward, thick quiet that says things have just got complicated.
As I tug my panties back on and smooth out my dress, I watch them drift towards the far corner of the room, their shoulders brushing and voices low. They're not saying a word about what just happened though, like its not a big deal we just did that.
Jax tilts his head, murmuring something about Alvarez and something coming in through Lodi. Angel nods, chewing on his thumb with those serious eyes. I recognise the tone straight away, club talk. Something I'm not meant to hear and something neither of them were about to explain.
My eyes flick between them. Angel with the thick 'MAYANS' patch stretched across his back, and then Jax with 'SONS OF ANARCHY' stitched into his kutte. Two men cut from very different cloths, pulled together by clubs that should make this whole thing impossible. But here we are. And its in this moment, it fucking hits me. I couldn't choose. Not even if I tried. Not when they both make me feel like this.
"Don't make me choose" I whisper. They don't hear me though.
So I clear my throat, standing a little straighter despite the aftershocks still rippling through me.
"Don't make me choose" I say louder.
They both turn, at the same damn time. Like two wolves clocking their prey. They have matching unreadable expressions as the silence stretches between the three of us, again.
Angels the first to speak, his eyes looking at me and then back to Jax "You sayin' you still want the both of us?"
I nod, swallowing thickly. "I don't want to pretend like this didn't happen. I know neither of us are serious or anything but I cant sit here and act like I'd be able to chose. I wouldn't and I don't want to"
Jax exhales through his nose, dragging a hand back through his hair. "Jesus Christ" he mutters under his breath, not angry but as if he's genuinely trying to wrap his head around this.
Neither of them move, but they look at each other again, and I see something shift behind their eyes. An understanding maybe? a challenge? Jax's eyes move to drag over me "So you're sayin'...what darlin'? You wanna be with both of us?" he asks, his hand motioning vaguely between us all. "Like alternate nights? writin' shit down in a calendar or somethin'?"
I shake my head, my voice catching in my throat before it even makes it to my lips "That's not what I mean"
They both raise an eyebrow, waiting for me to continue.
I shift on my feet, suddenly shy like they both weren't buried deep inside me not even ten minutes ago. Like I hadn't screamed their names as they ruined me together.
"I don't even have words for what that just was...I've never felt anything like it" I laugh almost psychotically, wiping at my face like I'm trying to ground myself.
Jax lets out a low breath that could almost be a laugh, his mouth tugging into that crooked smirk I've grown addicted to.
"Yeah?" he responds, licking his bottom lip, "Felt like that from this end too, darlin'"
Angels leaning against the door now, arms crossed but no tension in his body. "It was fuckin' wild" he laughs, then looks back over to Jax "Think she's serious?"
Jax doesn't take his eyes off me. "Yeah, I think she's serious"
I nod quickly, biting at my lip. "I don't want this to be a one time thing...not unless you want it to be"
They share that same look again, before Jax shrugs lazily "Then it's both of us" he says "But you don't go to one without the other. Unless we say so"
Angels smile is sharp now. "No sneakin' off. No side shit. You want us, you get us, both."
And just like that, I knew I was in deep. Claimed by two outlaws from opposing clubs who didn't mind sharing me.
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