The NSC Boxset: Heart of Stone (272 page)

My heart soared as Mason’s head flew back and a large laugh echoed around the house. I knew then that what I had decided was for the best.

The tear tickled my cheek as it strolled slowly down my face in no hurry to leave me. He was so handsome when he laughed, his eyes so bright and full of life, life I couldn’t bear to take from him. He was my soul, and he had been for so long that I didn’t know how to accept his love anymore. I didn’t know how to let him in to the pain that was killing me before the cancer even had chance to. I didn’t know how to let go either though, but I knew I would have to.

Cancer was nothing on the shit tearing me to bits right then, cancer couldn’t break me like my heart was breaking me. Yet, even though the pain was so agonising that I could feel each minute fracture as my heart slowly splintered inside me, I knew it wouldn’t be death that tortured me, it would be saying goodbye to the only man that had ever held my heart in his hand, the only man that had ever felt the intensity of its beat every time he had smiled at me, and the only man that had ever touched my soul and felt the force of it inside himself.

He turned to me as though he felt me looking. The pain in his eyes crumbled me so much more but I smiled gently, forcing the heartache back just for a little longer.

He didn’t deserve this, especially tonight. Tonight he needed me to give him everything. Tonight my glorious bastard needed to secure memories that would hopefully give his heart and soul something to feed from in the upcoming battle ahead.

Tonight I said goodbye.

Chapter Five

Cherish

Mason

SHE STOLE MY breath when she opened the door and walked through to us. I had caught her watching us with a sad smile on her face, as though she was building memories, and that had hurt me more than her words of dying. She had accepted she was dying, but I never would—never.

We all hushed when she gripped the hem of her t-shirt and lifted it over her head. She was so melancholy that my heart broke for her. I knew she needed this but I also knew she was trying to divert, steer us away from what we all actually needed—to talk.

Her skirt fell to pool around her ankles as she locked her gaze on me, her eyes dark and her lips moist. My god, she was so utterly beautiful that I was struggling to breathe.

Grace shifted silently from beside me as she stood and slowly walked over to Ava. She ran her finger over Ava’s jaw then cupped the side of her face, wiping the single tear that appeared to be glued to her cheek with her thumb.

I was mesmerised as Grace sedately leaned in and brushed her lips over Ava’s, her fingers continuing onward until they disappeared into the thick red hair behind Ava’s head. Ava slid her hands around Grace, pulling her in to deepen the kiss.

I heard Kade’s breathing deepen and slow down as he watched the display with as much fascination as me. They were both so erotic, their gentle kiss and tender touches lighting me up and feeding the throb in my lower gut.

Ava’s bra fell to the floor before Grace’s mouth slowly ventured towards my wife’s perfect breasts, her lips softly placing tiny kisses along the route. Ava’s eyes fluttered closed when Grace traced the edge of her nipple with her tongue, both of them moaning softly at the caress. She slid her hands into Grace’s hair, bunching it softly between her fingers as she shivered slightly, her teeth gently pulling at her lower lip.

I watched as her thighs started to quiver, a sign that her arousal was intense and potent. “They’re so fucking beautiful together,” Kade stated quietly beside me.

I nodded a reply, unable to form words as I watched my wife being pleasured. “She’ll get through this, Mason. I promise we’ll get her through it.”

I turned to him, begging him with my gaze to help me. He reached in and hovered his mouth over mine, “If I have to sell my fucking soul, then I will. She will grow old and grey with us, I swear to you, she will. I won’t let anything hurt you both.”

He kissed me as the sob broke free, his mouth swallowing the torment from me as he gripped my head and pulled me hard to him. I allowed him to devour me, consume the pain from me as he controlled me under him. His touch didn’t allow for any other feeling than him, my complete attention absorbed by him until he was the only thing in the room.

Both our tears were tasted and swallowed as we clung to each other for both support and solace, our kiss deepening until lust and need overpowered the sorrow.

He pulled back when Ava and Grace dropped to their knees before us, Ava greedily ripping my zip down and unbuckling my belt at the same time.

Her perfect pink lips wrapped around my hard dick before I had chance to take another breath. Kade moaned beside me as Grace mirrored Ava’s action and her mouth slid down his cock.

I grabbed at Kade’s hair, pulling him to me again as my other hand yanked Ava’s long hair in my fingers and brought forth a groan of pleasure from her. My little warrior relished the pain, fed from it. I just hoped the pain that was about to grip her would be endurable for her.

I broke from the kiss and lowered my eyes to watch my wife worship my cock, her own eyes full of desire and love as she slid slowly up and down, taking me to the back of her throat as her tongue tickled the underside of me and her finger rubbed the tight skin around my anus.

I hissed and lifted my hips, forcing my cock further down her throat. She obeyed my silent command when she loosened her throat and took the extra I was giving her. “Take me, baby.” I groaned as her finger slid into my arse. “Shit, yeah that’s good.”

I could feel the cum swirling angrily in my balls, threatening its release with an urgency I was struggling to hold onto. I grabbed the tops of Ava’s arms and dragged her up and over me as I slid down and under her until her knees were on the couch cushions and my face was directly under her exquisite pussy, my backside now on the floor below her.

I needed to taste her desire, feed from the evidence of what I did to her and give her the intense pleasure that I knew would make her scream with ecstasy.

She groaned loudly as my tongue swept slowly along her groove, her unique taste driving me wild along with her erotic echoes.

Kade and Grace shifted and I gripped at Kade’s hair desperately when he slid between my legs that were outstretched before me and took my dick in his mouth. “Shit,” I hissed when his teeth grazed over my balls and his tongue swirled around my head.

“Christ, I missed your cock,” he murmured before he took the full length of me down his throat and slipped a finger into me.

Ava started to pant above me, her hips circling as she ground herself on my face. Her moans were muffled and I took my eyes off Kade to look up. “Fuck. That must be the best view in the fucking world.” I groaned as I watched Ava’s tongue flick and circle over Grace’s clit as she sat on the back of the sofa with Ava’s face buried between her legs. My teeth sank into my lower lip when Ava parted Grace’s swollen flesh and sank her thumb inside Grace’s pussy, driving a deep low rumble from her as her tongue continued its labour on her clit.

“On your knees,” Kade ordered as he patted my thigh.

I manoeuvred Ava slightly so I could still tongue fuck her pussy while I clambered onto all fours. “Lube?” Kade asked from behind me. I shook my head. I needed the pain, needed it to keep me sane and focussed on my wife’s pleasure.

I accidently nipped Ava’s clit when Kade nudged slowly inside me, the burn driving a loud groan from me which also vibrated through Ava. She jolted and then pushed herself back down, demanding that I finish what I’d started causing me to smirk against her.

“Wait,” Grace suddenly declared as she vaulted over the back of the sofa. “Don’t move.”

We all froze as we watched her scurry up the stairs, taking them two at a time.

“What the fuck?” Ava protested. “Carry on!” she said as she wiggled her hips.

“I wouldn’t bother,” Kade laughed. “My wife’s orders need to be upheld unless you want your ass whipping.”

“Well . . .” Ava debated causing us both to laugh.

Grace rushed back down the stairs waving the brightest pink strap-on I had ever seen. We all stared at her with open mouths as she clambered into it expertly within seconds and took position behind Kade.

“Hang on!” Ava growled over her shoulder. “I need to watch this.”

She twisted around until she was facing forwards, her legs now straddled over my shoulders. “Right, carry on.”

I stared at her then shook my head in amusement. She poked her tongue out at me before grabbing my hair and forcing my face back between her legs.

Kade hissed and I knew we were back on as he pushed against me, an obvious sign that his wife was now inside him.

“No!” Ava suddenly declared triggering a jerk of surprise and a frustrated groan from each of us. “It’s no good. You’re all inside one another. I need my pussy filling.” She slid down the sofa, her arse pushing past my face as she squeezed her body between me and the sofa. “Move back, make room for me.” She grumbled.

We all sighed but shifted to make room, each of us silently chuckling at Ava’s antics. Her elbows rested on the sofa as her pretty little arse swung in front of my face. “Okay, I’m okay now.”

“Are you sure?”

“Yep,” she looked over her shoulder to smile at me then frowned. “But hang on, is that angle a little awkward with Kade in your arse?”

Kade sighed heavily behind me and I lowered my face to hide my grin. “No Ava, love. Don’t worry, we’ll manage. As long as you’re comfy, sweetheart.”

I rolled my lips when Grace let out a bark of laughter. “We could always move into a circle and make a daisy chain,” she mocked.

“NO!” Kade and I shouted simultaneously.

“No, I’m comfortable.” Ava smiled back at us.

“Oh good,” Kade huffed. “Are we ready to fuck now?”

“Are you angry?” Ava asked as she narrowed her eyes on him.

“Nooo, I’m just making sure you’re all nice and cosy.”

“You . . .”

“For Christ’s sake” I cut in, “Just fuck me.”

“Well, that’s what I’ve been waiting for too,” Ava sighed but then smirked and winked at me.

She squealed when I bit her bottom and slapped it before sinking my cock to the hilt into her snug, hot pussy. “Christ, every time.” I hissed at the bliss that pulsed through every fibre in me. She groaned and pushed her bottom against my pelvis, forcing me even further into her heat and back onto Kade’s length.

He grabbed my hips and pushed himself deeper until we were all so far in each other, there was no beginning and no end.

My body was humming, electrified at all the different sensations storming my nerves and mind. Ava’s pussy grabbed at me, Kade’s cock rammed into me, Grace’s sexy little moans filled the air as we fucked harder than we ever had before. Sweat dripped down my face as my heart struggled to cope with the adrenaline and arousal surging through my veins. My brain shivered as pure rapture stole all sense and I swore I saw stars as my balls exploded so powerfully I bucked violently and sank my teeth too far into Ava’s shoulder.

She screamed in pure ecstasy as her orgasm ripped her consciousness for a few seconds and her forehead hit the sofa. Kade yelled something I didn’t understand as he thrust into me fiercely when he came with a vengeance. And Grace, well she just choked out an ‘I love you too, you soppy bastard,’ so I presumed Kade had shouted he loved her.

We all collapsed in a heap on top of each other, Grace, Kade and Ava laughing loudly. It wasn’t until Kade and Grace quietened that I realised Ava wasn’t laughing.

Her sobs ripped through me with so much force the pressure tore my throat as I tried to hold onto my own cries as I bundled her up.

I didn’t know what to do. I didn’t know how to help her. I didn’t know how to make it all better. I didn’t know how I would get through this.

And I didn’t know how to give my little warrior the strength to fight with. I didn’t know how to take all her despair and turn it into happiness.

But I did know that I would be right beside her, all the way to the fucking end.

Chapter Six

Sacrifice

Ava

“HEY,” GEORGE SMILED at me.

I smiled in return, etching his handsome face to my mind as my heart warmed with his happy welcome. I had been nervous to visit him. After all, it had been two years and I was scared he would still refuse me any contact. “What are you doing here? It’s late.”

I nodded and perched on the bed beside him, taking his hand and bringing it to my lips. “I just wanted to see you.”

“Is everything okay, mom?”

I nodded, “Everything’s fine. How are you feeling?”

“I’m good.” He tilted his head and studied me. “Mom, I know you’re lying to me. What’s he done?”

I chuckled softly and shook my head, “He hasn’t done anything. But I need a favour.”

His face grew serious when he picked up on my struggle. “Anything.”

“I need you to let him in.”

“Mom . . .”

“Please, George. It’s important to me.” I took his hand and held it between both of mine, clinging onto it for my life, silently begging for him to concede to my wishes. “I’ve never asked you for a single thing. I’ve supported you through everything, even when you got Etta pregnant.” He winced and I hated myself for doing this to him but I needed this so much. “But now I need you, George. Please.”

He was quiet for a while, his face blank as his eyes roamed my face and tried to read me. Eventually he sighed and slid his fingers through mine, “I don’t know what the hell is going on here. It’s three in the morning, you turn up and beg me to see my dad. You’re the palest I’ve ever seen you. Your skin is cold, yet you’re sweating and flushed. I’m not stupid mom, I know when something’s up but I also know that I have never seen you this serious, that’s why I know how important this is to you.”

He sighed but smiled, “I’ll see him for you, not him, but I can’t promise you anything.”

“That’s all I ask, thank you.”

He nodded. “Are you going to tell me what’s going on?”

“I . . .” I swallowed the lump that had forced its way up my throat. “I love you, George. I know life hasn’t been . . . easy for you, me and your dad saw to that . . .”