Atonement (Heart of Stone) (7 page)

     
I turned and smirked at Ava as we passed the Gretna Green Service
station on the M1 as we made our way up to the cottage. The erotic images of
Ava’s hot little mouth around my cock in that car park had my dick roaring to
life, the hard length pressing into the zip on my jeans with my lack of
underwear.

“I am not paying you any attention, Mason.” She grinned as
she flicked the playlist on the iPod and a
Thirty Seconds to Mars
album
hit the car at an ear splitting level. I scowled at her and turned it down with
the controls on the wheel.

“But, baby, it’s my birthday.”

She turned to me and treat me to that god damn stunning
smile of hers, “It is and because of that and cos’ you haven’t touched a speck
of that filth since Monday, I have a special surprise planned for tonight, so
rein it in Mr Fox and hold those thoughts until then.”

I shivered in anticipation. “Fuck, baby. Now I’m gonna be
sporting a damn hard on all day.”

She pursed her lips and I didn’t miss her slight squirm
in her seat. My woman was randy too, hell; my woman was always fucking randy.
Not that I was complaining of course. I would sit her on my cock all day and
let her ride around with me for 24 hours if I knew we wouldn’t get arrested in
public and embarrass other people.

“You heard if Lay’s managed to get up?” I asked her,
hoping to draw my attention away from fucking my little warrior.

She nodded as she ripped into a Mars bar. “I think
everyone’s managed to make it.”

Great, that meant Kade.

I nodded and she slipped her hand on my thigh, “Thank you
for this, Mason. I’ll make sure I’m not left alone with him and I won’t leave
your side all weekend” she told me with conviction as though she had read my
thoughts.

I flicked her a smile, a relaxed one. It wasn’t that I
didn’t trust her, it was Kade. I knew he still wanted her, wanted what he
couldn’t have. Wanted what was mine. If he touched her this weekend, so help me
I would finish what I had started all those years ago and rip the bastards
fucking head off.

I changed the subject before my heart started that rapid
beat it always insisted on with the mention of his name.

“What’s the plan for tonight?”

“The usual, the French bar for food then onto Haven to
dance my ass off with my girlies.”

I chuckled slightly. Ava and her ‘girlies’ would demand
the whole of the dance floor when they started rockin’ their asses and to be
honest, I couldn’t wait to watch her perfect body move fluidly before me. She
was one hot little dancer and I groaned at the image dancing around my head.

I flicked the left hand indicator when we approached our
junction and Ava bounced and clapped when she knew we were near. I laughed, God
this woman was my fucking life.

“Excited?”

She turned and beamed at me before she planted a huge
smacker on my cheek. “I know this weekend is gonna be just what we need, Mason.
I have a good feeling.”

I took her hand and brought her tiny knuckles to my lips,
“Me too. Just what we need, friends, food and fucking all fucking weekend.”

She shivered and squirmed again and I laughed out loud,
“Ready for me, Ava?”

She scoffed and both her eyebrows hit her hairline,
“Mason, you should know by now, I’m always ready where your glorious cock is
concerned.”

“And me, you baby.”

***

They were dancing before we’d even found a table, all
eight of them. God knows where everyone was sleeping tonight but the master
suite was ours with it being my birthday.

Ava grinned at me and I waved her off with a smile, “Go,
go dance, baby.”

She giggled, jumped up and kissed my cheek before she
turned and I watched the sway of her hips and the way her tight cream dress
hugged her arse cheeks as she rocked across the floor to her friends with her
arms already swaying in the air to the beat of the music. Fuck, now I was hard
again.

“To the birthday boy” Connor declared as he shoved a shot
of something potent in my hand. The rest of the guys held up their glasses and
we all hit the shot back as one.

“So, old man, what’s it feel like to hit forty?” Greg
smirked and I curled a lip at him.

“You’re as old as the woman you feel. In that case that
makes me thirty one” I winked as I cast a glance at the woman who I would be
feeling tonight.

Nate nudged me and flicked his eyes towards Kade who was
watching me warily. I rolled my eyes and attempted to build a few bridges as
Ava so desperately wished for. I would sell my soul if she asked me to, and I
think I was just about to do that.

“Get ‘em in, Kade.”

He tipped his head slightly and his eyebrow flicked as he
tried to determine if I was trying to include him or take him for a mug and make
him buy the drinks all night.

I gave him a small firm nod and he returned it before he
clapped his hands and looked around at his friends for the weekend. “Let’s get
the birthday boy pissed.”

Everyone cheered and Nate slapped my shoulder lightly,
thanking me silently for making the effort to welcome not just Ava’s friend but
his also.

The night flowed, the booze flowed and Ava’s body flowed
like liquid gold on the dance floor.

I thrust my stiff cock into her arse as I shrouded her
from behind and danced to
Matchbox Twenty ‘Like Sugar’
. “Fuck, Ava, can
we go yet?” I whispered in her ear. If my balls got any heavier I’d have to go
and get some relief in the toilets soon.

She snaked her hands behind her and wound them around my
neck as she turned her face into me demanding my lips. I didn’t refuse; I gave
her exactly what she asked for and plied her lips expertly as my grasp
tightened on her hips with a swift pull into me. Her small moan tightened my
sac and throbbed my cock.

Christ, this was hard work.

“When I sink into that pretty wet pussy of yours, I’m
never coming out. You hear me? All fucking night baby, me inside you and you
around me. Till the sun comes up.”

Her groan was louder this time before she flanked my
bottom lip with her teeth. “And I want you so deep I can feel your cock in my
throat, Mason.”

“Sweet fucking Jesus, Ava. We’re going - now” I demanded
as I took her hand and pulled her off the dance floor. “We’re off, guys.”

They all looked at one another, every single one sporting
as much lust as me and Ava. The surprise of Kade rocking against Carla,
Courtney’s work colleague, hit me and I nudged Ava. She turned and the grin
that lit her face warmed my insides. If she had felt anything for Kade, it
would have been jealousy that crossed her face not happiness for him.

“Count us in” they all shouted as we piled out of the
club and planted our arses in the limo already waiting for us. Tristan,
Kerrie’s boyfriend, popped the cork on the champagne and proceeded to pour for
everyone.

I pulled Ava onto my lap and I groaned into her lips when
she slid her drenched pussy across the ridge of my erection. “Baby, you’re
gonna have to stop before I take you right here, in front of everyone.”

“Fuck, yes” she groaned and I realised those words had
turned my little warrior into an even bigger hot temptress. Ava loved the joy
of fucking with someone watching.

Luckily The Black Panther had managed to provide my wife
with her kink. Sometimes there would be at least three people watch her ride me
like an animal. Her lust and primal need for this side of her sexuality allowed
me to relax with this part of her.

The fact that they were just watching and not touching
bated my possessive streak and if I’m honest, I enjoyed this side of her. She
allowed me my kink and I wouldn’t begrudge her hers.

She slid around so her back was against my chest and I
raised my hand and slid my thumb across her hard nipple, the pert nub pressing
against the tight silk material of her dress.

I eyed her when she looked at Connor and he lifted the
corner of his lip at her. My woman wanted to play.

Connor flicked his eyes to me to silently ask for
permission and I nodded.

Everyone else was already eating face, all of us feeling
the sex and heat in the confines of the car, and currently there was only
Connor and Marcy’s friend, Paula, without a partner however I frowned when
Paula sidled up to Connor and he shook his head at her. She pouted grumpily
then slid back across the seat and glared out of the window at the speeding
lights passing us.

Ava ground onto me as she continued to hold Connor’s
gaze. He swept his tongue across his bottom lip as his hand cupped his own
erection.

Ava’s heart sped up against my wrist which was pressed up
hard into her chest. “You are so damn fucking hot, baby. You’re setting fire to
my cock through my trousers.” I moaned into her ear as I slid a hand under the
skirt of her dress and stroked my fingers up her thigh.

She opened her thighs, giving Connor a glimpse of her
beauty and I hissed a fuck, my cock now becoming painful in my need for
release.

Her breathing sped up until she was mere panting and my gut
blazed with the sound of her extreme arousal. “Are you watching Connor stroke
his hard cock, baby?”

She moaned but nodded whilst Connor sank his teeth into
his lip and tipped his head at Ava, his eyes fucking her hard.

“Fuck” she breathed and just as I pressed my thumb
against her swollen clit, the limo pulled up outside the cottage.

Everyone piled out like greyhounds after the hare; me and
Ava being no exception.

She held me back as we reached the door, her hands
pushing at me firmly until I was slammed up against the wall and her tongue
invaded my mouth.

Her lips moved in perfect sync with me as her tongue
duelled hungrily with mine. Her soft wisps of breath mingled with my own and
hardened my need even further. I cupped her bottom and she lifted her legs and
wrapped her delicious thighs around my waist.

She eventually calmed her kiss and hovered her lips over
my wet ones. “I love you so much, Mason, so god damn much. You’re my
everything, baby. My heart, my soul, my life.” Her eyes flitted across my face
searching me; “You think we can survive this?”

Her anguish tore me up and I rested my forehead against
hers. “I would die before I hurt you, Ava. We
can
do this, we’ve been
through worse. I know you’re aching inside, you’re ripping yourself open and
bleeding baby, but I’m gonna fix that. Trust me.”

I swiped my thumb over her cheek and caught her single
tear, a solitary tear but it was like a dam of emotion and my soul wept with
her.

“Take me to bed, Mason” she whispered softly.

“With pleasure, my little warrior.”

She was still clung to me when I flicked the bedroom door
open and carried us both in.

I frowned when I saw Connor laid out on our bed, naked.
It was like deja vu and I shot a frantic look at Ava before she hit the roof,
but she palmed my cheek and smiled softly at me, “Happy birthday, baby.”

I frowned in confusion before it clicked and I stared at
her.

Shit!

“Ava,” I winced when I knew this would hurt her. “Baby,
when I asked Connor to join us last time, I was real high and I wasn’t…well, I
wasn’t thinking straight. I just…”

She looked hurt and I cringed, “I don’t think I’m ready
to… share you.”

Relief covered her face and my confusion heightened
further. “But I didn’t ask Connor to join us for me, Mason, I asked him to join
us for
you
.”

My heart stuttered and I squinted at her. “What?”

A hot smile crept up her lips and the sight of it nearly
made me come in my trousers. “Connor is bi-sexual, Mason. I want to watch him
fuck you. I want you to be inside me when he fucks you.”

The air left my lungs in a single blast as my knees
jerked.

Connor lifted his magnificent body off our bed and
stalked across the room to me. His hand lifted to my head before he yanked my
hair and leant into me. “I wanna fuck you, Mason and Ava wants to watch your
face when I take you under me – hard.”

I closed my eyes as a deep groan rumbled through my core
before it left my lips. “Do you want this, Mason?” Ava asked quietly and I heard
the apprehension in her words.

She knew this was something I’d had on my mind for years
and her acceptance of me made my heart swell so much I thought I would have
trouble settling it back down.

“Do
you
want his, Ava?”

She swallowed but nodded timidly. “I… Is it wrong I wanna
give you this?”

“What? No, baby. How could this be wrong? My God, I love
you so damn fucking much. I worship you, baby. I am in awe of you. Your generosity
is so fucking superior, I feel like I don’t deserve you.”

“Mason,” she scolded quite firmly, “You brought me back
to life all those years ago. It’s me who’s not deserving of you.”

“Ssshhh, don’t you dare, ever,
ever
say that
again.”

Her gaze dropped and I lifted her head back with a finger
under her chin. “I want to watch you suck his cock, Ava. Is that wrong?”

She gasped but I caught the pump of her heart against
mine as her thighs twitched. “You want him to fuck you, Mason?”

“Yes” I answered honestly without hesitation.

She moaned and closed her eyes to the images my answer
had given her.

“Then let’s fucking play,” Connor smirked from beside me.

Ava giggled that delicious giggle of hers, the one that
had my dick knowing he was gonna get serviced as Connor grabbed my hair again
and brought his lips to mine.

     
I watched them kiss, Mason hesitant at first, until Connor rumbled a
deep growl and Mason slipped into it with an ease.

I thought it might bring forward jealous hurt, but if I
was honest, it was damn hot to watch my man kiss another man.

Their tongues duelled almost angrily and Mason’s arms
tightened around me in his lust. His cock hardened even more under me and I
rubbed against him, desperate to get some relief against the explosive pressure
that was building inside me.

He slid a hand up my back, his sheer strength just
needing one arm to hold me up, and as it reached my hair he twisted his fingers
and pulled at me harshly in his arousal.

A deep groan left me at the slight pain and the men
parted. “Tonight is yours, Mason. You tell us what you want and we’ll do our
best to satisfy that hunger” Connor told him seriously.

He was silently asking Mason for guidance; what to touch,
where to touch,
if
to touch.

Mason swung his eyes to me then to Connor. “I want to do
this for Ava as well as myself, so you go with what she wants too.”

He nodded firmly before stepping back, his gaze hitting
Mason in invitation to take what he wanted.

Mason dropped me out of his arms as my eyes perused the
hard body of Connor. He wasn’t as built and toned as Mason, but he was still very
easy on the eyes. His physique was lean and his abs were prominent but he
didn’t have the strength and tautness to his chest like my husband did. The
muscles in his arms were large as were his thighs and if I was honest his feet
were a little creepy, but I wasn’t going to be spending much time with them.

His body was still a huge turn on and I gulped as my eyes
reached the heat in his return stare.

“You wanna taste him, baby?” Mason whispered in my ear
causing me to jerk at the sudden contact.

I licked my lips but gave him an apprehensive look. He
cupped my cheek and smiled, “I’m good with that.”

I didn’t answer at first, just flicked my eyes between
the two hard men filling the room with their dominance, their potent sexual
rawness tightening the air in the room and my lungs squeaked at the compression.
He fisted my hair and brought my face to his, “I asked if you want his hard
cock sinking between those plump wet lips of yours, baby. When I ask you a
question, I expect an answer.”

My mouth dried instantly, my lungs fought for oxygen and
my pussy leaked with my stern arousal.

“Yes.” I breathed.

“Good girl. Take off your dress.” His demand was
countered with a soft palm on my cheek and an adoring gaze in his eyes.

He knew what this would do to me, his governance and
control, and I slid my hands to the hem of my dress and lifted it over my head
in one motion.

Both men hissed as I stood before them in cream lace
underwear, my nipples peaked and straining against the sheer material of my
bra.

Mason turned to Connor, “Her pleasure’s mine, but yours
is hers.”

Connor nodded once in understanding as he fisted his
erection and dragged his teeth across his bottom lip, “On your knees, Ava.”

The roaring in my ears intensified as I dropped before
him. The heaviness in my stomach pulsed as he guided his firm pulsing tip
against my lips, wiping his pre-cum over my already wet mouth as Mason settled
behind me, both his knees on either side of my thighs and his large cock
digging into my back.

“Lick him” he demanded from behind me as his fingers
unhooked the fastening of my bra and freed my breasts to his eager hands.

Connor sizzled under my mouth as I lapped at his crown
and swirled my tongue around his width. He was hard and pulsating beneath my
mouth and I drooled in anticipation of his full length in my mouth.

“Now take him.” His direction came with a roll and pinch
of my nipples and I groaned as my belly thudded my arousal hard, my thighs
twitching with my need. “God, Ava, you’re so fucking ready,” Mason breathed in my
ear as he cupped me gently, his large hand trapping the heat between my legs as
I slid my mouth down Connor’s cock.

“Fuck!” Connor hissed as his hands grabbed at my hair in
his effort to take control. “Yeah, that’s it baby, suck me hard.”

He tasted different from Mason, sweeter maybe. Mason had
a slight spice to his taste yet Connor had a honeyed scent, not unpleasant,
just different.

“Harder” Mason ordered sternly as he slipped the crotch
of my knickers aside and slid a finger inside me. I instinctively ground down
on him, desperate to get him deeper and douse the fire inside me.

“Not yet, Ava, I want you to come when Connor fills your
mouth with his spunk.”

Oh God, he better hurry then. The way I was moving on
that single finger would bring me off any second. As if sensing my build, Mason
removed it and I whimpered, “Soon, baby, soon. Suck him hard, Ava. Show him how
fucking good that hot little mouth of yours is.”

My need was deepening with each of Mason’s words and every
slide down Connor’s deliciousness. I slid a hand down the front of me in search
for my own satisfaction. My hunger needed food, fast and if I didn’t find it
soon I was going to go insane.

“Ava!” Mason scolded as he took my hand and held it
firmly.

“Please” I begged around Connor’s cock, my hips were
circling on their own accord and my breasts were heavy and needy.

He growled behind me as Connor started to control my
plunges with his hands, holding me still as he thrust into my mouth in his
chase for ejaculation.

“Lift that sweet arse in the air, Ava, let me see you.”

I didn’t need to be told twice. I planted my hands flat
on the floor, Connor lowering to his knees afore me, as I raised my bottom up
until it was level with Mason’s face behind me.

“Fuck, yes, beautiful.”

I growled savagely when his tongue swiped my groove, its
thick muscle teasing my flesh until I was writhing unabashedly on his face.

Connor was getting deeper and faster in each thrust and
as he shouted out his release, his warm sperm hitting the back of my throat
with force, Mason curled a finger inside me, stroked the soft part of my wall
and gave me an orgasm so fierce I bucked against his face and dropped my head
to the floor; my arse high and round behind me.

“Always so fucking good” he snarled behind me as he
dipped his tongue inside me and soaked up everything I had to give him.

Connor’s hands were still trapped in my hair and he
yanked my head up and brought my face to his still hard penis, “Lick me clean,
baby.”

I lifted my eyes to his hard dark ones as I lapped at him,
my tongue licking him clean as requested.

“Now I need to fuck your husband. Get on your back,
darlin’.”

The air jammed in my throat and desire erupted in the
afterglow of an almighty orgasm. “Do as you’re told, Ava.” Mason now demanded
as his hands gripped my waist and he manoeuvred me around until my back was
flat on the floor.

“I hope you’re ready for me cos’ my dick is so hard in
need for you, my little warrior.” The conflicting harsh tone and adoring pet
name made my heart swell and my pussy pulse as Mason’s mouth hit mine in a kiss
so fierce I was lifting my hips and inviting him in already.

I heard him groan above me and his body jerked. I pulled
back, desperate to watch his face when I caught Connor applying lube to his
fingers and readying Mason for him.

“Fuck” he groaned above me, his blazing eyes holding mine
whilst he lifted his arse further upwards for Connor.

I watched him, mesmerised by the pleasure on his face as
Connor continued his preparation for penetration. He closed his eyes, swallowed
and before I took another breath he was thrusting inside me with so much force
I slid a few inches across the carpet. “Sorry, baby” he muttered when he
realised I would have carpet burns on my ass.

I shook my head and fought the urge to close my eyes.
“You keep them beauties on me Ava, I need them. I need you with me in this.”

I nodded firmly, trying to give him comfort in his
apprehension as we heard the tell-tale rip of foil from behind him.

“Make love to me, baby.” I whispered in his ear when I
pulled his face towards me and as I took his mouth, Connor took his arse.

I felt the slow gentle push of Connor as Mason’s jaw
dropped and his eyes flittered closed. A fierce growl left his chest, erupting
up his throat with a feral snarl, and I palmed his cheek softly. “Look at me,
Mason. I wanna see your pleasure, I need to see it, Mason.”

His eyes snapped open and I wasn’t sure if it was horror
or rapture on his beautiful face. “You okay?” I asked on a choke.

“Easy, Mason, relax for me.” Connor said gently before
Mason blew out a breath and I felt him settle down.

He nodded, opened his eyes and the look in his eyes
ignited a lust so primal I slammed my hips up in hunger. He groaned as my
movement pushed him further back onto Connor and I winced. “Sorry, sorry.”

He smiled a stunning twinkly smile and shook his head.
“Don’t be, baby, it was what I needed.”

Connor barked out a chuckle before we started to find a
rhythm. “Jesus fuck!” Connor rasped and I caught his eyes. The look of heat in
his eyes boosted me as I saw the same look on Mason’s face.

“Does it feel good?” I asked him as Connor started to
move faster and firmer.

“Fuck, baby, you really need to ask?” He groaned as he
started to slam into me, his bucks into me coinciding with Connor’s thrusts.

“I need you to own me, Mason, I need it now” I
practically yelled at him.

He understood perfectly and as soon as his teeth sank
into my neck and his lips suckled, I came with such ecstasy I swore I saw
clouds and stars. “Ooohhhh Fuckkkkk
”
Mason shouted as I tightened around
him and clamped my thighs against the sides of him.

They both nudged me across the floor in their pursuit for
climax. Mason reared back as Connor’s hands gripped his hair when he came, his
loud groan triggering another orgasm from me as we all came over each other
intensely and potently.

The expressions on both men’s faces was like nothing I’d
ever seen, their pleasure and gratification exploded noisily, physically and
spiritually above me as I watched them growl, buck and tighten.

Jesus, I didn’t think I’d ever see anything as hot ever
again. The complete satisfaction that covered their faces when they calmed was
beautiful, utterly serene and I smiled tenderly as my glorious bastard gave me
a look so full of love and adulation, I didn’t need words from him to tell me
how he felt.

He loved me, wholly and entirely and so powerfully it
choked him speechless.

“And me, you.” I whispered against his lips as he gave me
the most tender and beautiful kiss ever in our eight years together.