Ryan Rule: New York Ruthless Book 1
Ryan Rule: Chapter 47

As I sit at the large table in the dining room that we rarely use, I look around at Liam, Mikey and Conor as we all wait for Shane.

“Any idea why he’s called this meeting?” Liam asks me.

“Me? None at all.” I shake my head. “I thought one of you might?” Shane spent the night with me, but he got up early this morning, although he at least kissed me this time before he snuck out of bed.

“Not a clue,” Conor frowns.

The sound of the door opening makes us all look up. Shane strides into the room with a serious expression on his face. I share a quick side glance with his brothers and wonder which one of us is in trouble now.

“What’s going on, bro?” Mikey asks as Shane sits down at the table.

He rubs a hand over his jaw and frowns, and then he looks at me. “Jessie here has decided that she’d like to stay. Isn’t that right?”

“Yes,” I swallow as I glance around the room nervously.

“Oh, I didn’t realize we were doing this now?” Liam says as he grins at me and Conor and Mikey mumble as though they know what this is too.

“Doing what?” I look between all four of them.

Shane reaches into his jacket pocket and pulls out a slip of paper before passing it to me. It has an eight-digit number on it. “That’s the passcode to access the alarm system so that you can add your fingerprint. You can come and go as you please. Just like you asked.”

I reach out and take the paper, closing my hand over it and holding it tightly. “Thank you. This means a lot to me.”

Shane nods as his eyes meet mine. My heart flutters in my chest as he makes no attempt to look away.

“You do know Jessie can override that system anyway,” Liam says with a flash of his eyebrows.

“Yes. But now she won’t have to,” Shane snaps and I smile at him.

“Is that why you called us here?” I ask.

“Partly,” Shane pushes his chair back and stands up. “But also, because if we’re going to make this a permanent arrangement, I think we need some ground rules, don’t you, Jessie?” He holds out his hands to me and I take it.

I swallow hard as he pulls me up from my chair. “I guess so.”

“Any that you’d like to start us off with?” he asks in that low gravelly growl that makes my insides turn to warm liquid.

“Mikey has to stop stealing my panties and putting them in his nightstand,” I say with a smile.

Shane nods and his brothers laugh while Mikey protests at the unjustness of that particular rule.

“Anything else, Hacker?” Shane asks.

“Nothing I can think of right now, anyway.”

“Okay,” he smiles. “The boys and I have had a chat, and here are ours.” He sits on the chair he’s just pulled me up from and tugs me to sit on his lap.

“We all want you, Hacker. I’d have you in my bed every night if I could. But I know that my brothers love you just as much as I do.”

I blink at him in shock. Did he just admit that he loved me?

He gives me a look that suggests he does not want to be interrupted, and I press my lips together and let him continue. “It will always be your choice who you want to share a bed with, but it’s also your responsibility to ensure that all of our needs are taken care of. This is not an open relationship, and I won’t have anyone feeling like they have to search elsewhere. That puts all of our health at risk. Do you understand that?”

“Yes.” I breathe out and then I bite my lip. I am the one woman who gets to satisfy these four incredibly fine and passionate men. I am one lucky gal!

“We thought that a good starting point would be two nights a week each, because the twins like to share you anyway, and that would still give you one night to yourself if you wanted it. Does that seem reasonable?”

“Yes. More than reasonable.”

He smiles at me and brushes my from my face before he continues. “There might be times when more than one of us need you. I know you enjoy being with the twins together. I assume that goes for any of us if we’re willing to share, and you’re feeling up for it?”

“Yes!” I nod, as I feel a rush of wet heat between my thighs. Sharing is good!

“If you’re one of us, then you make decisions based on what is best for us as a family unit, just like we will do for you?”

I nod my agreement.

“We do not hide what or who we are from anyone, because it’s no-one’s business but ours what we are to each other. And when we leave this apartment, I want to hold your hand, grab your ass, kiss you, or touch you in any way without you worrying what people might think, and I know that my brothers feel the same.”

“Yes,” they all nod their agreement.

“Okay,” I say. I’ve never cared much for what other people thought of me anyway.

Shane slides his hand up the inside of my thigh as he continues talking. “Anything else you guys want to add?” he asks his brothers as his fingers reach the apex of my thighs. He brushes them over my panties before tugging them to one side and sliding two fingers through my slick folds.

I suck in a breath and am vaguely aware of Conor, Liam and Mikey mumbling that they have nothing else to say.

“Fuck, Jessie, you’re dripping wet!” Shane hisses as he slides one finger deep inside me, making me moan out loud. “Is it any wonder it takes all four of us to keep you satisfied?”

I bury my face in his neck as he adds another finger and presses against that perfect spot deep inside me.

“You going to make her come for us, Shane?” Conor growls.

“Please! I love to watch her lose control,” Liam adds.

Shane chuckles and then he slides his finger out of me, and holds it up for his brothers to show them it dripping with my arousal before sucking it clean. “I’ve got a much better idea,” he grins wickedly, and my stomach does a full one eighty flip. “I think we need to mark this occasion. Really welcome Jessie into the family. What do you say?”

I blink at him, wondering exactly what’s lying behind those deviant eyes.

“Like a blood oath?” Mikey asks.

“Not exactly,” Shane growls.

“More like a cum oath?” I arch one eyebrow at him.

That’s met with laughter from all of them, and Shane presses his lips to mine and kisses me. “Exactly that,” he grins when he lets me up for air. Brushing my hair back, he presses his mouth against my ear, whispering so his brothers don’t hear. “You sure you can handle all four of us at once, sweetheart?”

Damn! Did he just call me sweetheart? And can I handle all four? I’ve been desperate to since I first laid eyes on them. My panties might melt if they don’t get them off me soon. “Yes,” I pant.

“Good girl,” he growls and then he stands, lifting me in his arms and placing me down on the huge table.

“I’m going to watch all of my brothers make you come, Hacker.” He arches one eyebrow at me. “I’m going to sit here and watch them fuck you one by one, and when they’re done, I’m going to bend you over this table and show them how hard you scream when you come for me.”

The heat flashes through my entire body as his words roll over me. This should feel so wrong on so many levels, but it just feels right. The idea of having these men worship my body makes the wet heat between my thighs increase tenfold.

‘Conor,’ Shane says, and it’s understood between the five of us what he means. Shane sits in the nearby chair while Conor walks over to me.

‘Lift your arms, Angel,’ Conor whispers and I do as he tells me, allowing him to slip the t-shirt over my head. He runs his hand up my arms and then onto my back, where he unclips my bra and pulls it off, letting my breasts fall free. My nipples are already hard, and he bends low and sucks one into his mouth while he pinches the other one between his finger and thumb and the heat rushes between my thighs.

I rake my hands through his hair. ‘Conor,’ I groan as I close my eyes. I know that his three brothers watch us intently, and it makes everything even hotter.

‘Lie back, Angel,’ he whispers, and I do as he asks. I shiver as my warm skin hits the cold wood, but I hardly have time to focus on that sensation as Conor is peeling my panties down my legs as he sits down at the chair directly in front of me.

‘I’m not sure I’ve ever eaten anything quite this sweet at this dining table before,’ he chuckles as he wraps his hands behind the back of my thighs and pulls me closer to his face. Then he eats my pussy like it’s his last meal, savoring every single part of me. My back arches in pleasure as he coaxes an almighty orgasm from my body. He stands, and I shudder as he starts to unbuckle his belt. I watch as Shane walks up behind him, placing his hand on his younger brother’s shoulder and whispering something in his ear. Whatever he says makes Conor grin wickedly and the heat floods my body. He leans forward and plants a single kiss on my inner thigh, but then he steps back.

‘Mikey. You’re up,’ he grins.

‘Benched!’ Mikey laughs as he approaches while Conor and Shane take a seat and whisper to each other, like the coaches of a sports team, switching players and talking tactics – and I should hate it, but I don’t.

I barely have time to think anyway because Mikey is standing between my thighs, placing his hands on my hips and leaning over to kiss me. ‘You look fucking beautiful, Red,’ he growls as his hands slide between my thighs. ‘It would be criminal not to eat this pussy now that Conor hasn’t blown his load in it.’

His words send a shiver through my entire body and despite what Conor just did, my pussy throbs in anticipation.

Shane pulls me from the table and onto his lap, seemingly not caring that his brothers’ cum is dripping out of me onto his suit pants. After Mikey fucked me on the table, Liam lined up and did the same.

I’m panting for breath and my entire body is trembling as Shane takes hold of my chin and turns my face so I’m looking directly into his eyes. “You feel how hard you’ve made me, Hacker?” he growls as he shifts his hips slightly, so his erection is pressing against my folds.

“Yes,” I breathe.

“You remember what you were doing with the twins that night? When me and Conor caught you all fucking?”

“Yes,” I swallow as I stare into his eyes.

“I want that. Right now. Me and Conor.”

“Now?” my voice trembles. So, that’s what he said to Conor earlier? My whole body quivers from the mind-blowing orgasms that Conor, Liam and Mikey have just given me on this table and I don’t know how much more I can take.

“Yes,” he says as he smooths my hair from my face. “But if you’re not okay with it, I’ll do what I planned and bend you over this table instead, because I am going to fuck this pretty ass today, sweetheart.”

I draw in a shaky breath as the idea of Shane and Conor at the same time makes my pussy throb harder. “Yes. I want to.”

Shane’s eyes almost roll into the back of his head and Conor lets out a loud groan of pleasure as he walks up beside us.

“Fuck, Jessie,” Shane hisses, and then he stands up with me in his arms, carrying me over to the huge corner sofa.

Conor is one step ahead of us, and he undresses quickly before lying down on the sofa while Shane sets me on my feet. His hands run over the skin on my ass, and up my back, until he reaches my neck. Pulling my hair to one side, he kisses me softly in that perfect spot just below my ear. “You can stop this any time you want, Jessie,” he whispers.

“I know,” I breathe. But I can’t imagine ever wanting to. Having these two men at the same time is mind blowing.

Conor takes my hand and pulls me towards him. “Come here, Angel,” he says, and I move to straddle him. “Slide yourself onto my cock when you’re ready.”

I take his stiff length in my hands and guide it into my entrance. I’m so drenched that I slide onto him easily. “Fuck!” he hisses as I take him all the way to the hilt. “I will never tire of the feeling of your wet pussy, Angel. Now, come here,” he reaches out for me, pulling me down so I’m lying against his chest. One of his hands fists in my hair as he pulls my face to his and crashes his lips against mine, kissing me so hard, I almost lose my breath. Then his other hand is on my ass, squeezing possessively, exactly the way I like it. I roll my hips over him slightly and he groans into my mouth.

I’m aware of Shane behind me and it sounds like he’s undressing, but I haven’t felt him yet. It’s Liam’s voice I hear next as my head swims from Conor’s attentions. “Here you go,” he says softly just before the snapping of a plastic cap indicates he’s passed Shane a bottle of lube.

I brace myself for the cold gel, but it doesn’t come. I heard some being squirted out, but the next thing I feel is Shane’s warm, wet fingers gently gliding over my hole.

“Is she tight here?” he asks the twins as he circles it over and over.

“Yeah. But she can take you,” Liam answers, talking about me like I’m not even here, which only turns me on more. The fact that all of these men have such intimate knowledge of my body makes me feel sexy and powerful.

One of Shane’s hands slides over the ass cheek Conor isn’t holding onto while he slips one of his fingers inside my ass. I inch forward instinctively, and he leans over me, until I am the Jessie meat in a hot man sandwich. “I’ll be gentle for our first time, sweetheart. Promise,” he whispers in my ear.

Conor lets me up for air, and as he does, he brushes my hair from my face with his hand. “I love you, Angel,” he breathes.

“I love you too,” I whisper.

Shane’s lips are on my neck now and he kisses me softly as he slowly slides one of his fingers in and out of my ass. I moan loudly at the incredible feeling of these two men filling my body and my senses. He slides a second finger in and I suck in a breath as a rush of wet heat slicks my pussy and Conor’s cock.

“Fuck!” Conor hisses as my walls squeeze around him. “She’s ready, Shane. She’s milking my cock here. So, hurry up and fuck her, or I’ll blow my load before you even get started.”

Shane chuckles softly, and then he leans up and pulls his fingers out of my ass. I whimper at the loss of his touch.

“Hold her still, Conor,” he growls as he presses the tip of his erection at my seam. “This is going to burn, sweetheart. But it will be okay once I’m in, and then you’re in complete control, okay?” he grinds out the words as he edges himself inside me.

“Okay,” I breathe as I resist the urge to push back slightly against him.

Conor wraps his arms around my waist. “Stop squeezing me, Angel,” he hisses but he does it with a smile.

“Sorry!” I mouth just as Shane pushes deeper inside. “Ow,” I wince. He is bigger than his brothers and he is stretching me so wide it burns.

Shane rubs his hands over my ass and spreads my cheeks further apart. “I’m almost in, Jessie,” he breathes. The burning pain soon gives way to pleasure as he pushes himself all the way inside me with a satisfying growl.

“Damn. You feel so good on my cock,” Shane hisses.

I take a deep breath as I try to calm my racing heart and allow my body to adjust to being so completely filled. The two men stay still too, waiting for me to be ready. Their muscles flex and vibrate with the effort as their breathing comes hard and fast. Conor grinds his jaw as he stares into my eyes while Shane’s cock twitches in my ass and his fingers dig into my hips. I suddenly realize that I am completely in control here. I have these two powerful men in the palm of my hand.

I roll my hips slightly and Conor groans in frustration. “You can both move now,” I whisper.

“You sure?” Shane breathes.

“Yes.”

“Thank fuck!” Conor hisses as he grabs hold of my hips and thrusts his cock into my pussy at the same time as Shane does the same to my ass.

“Oh fuck!” I cry out as the pleasure and pain courses through my entire body. Conor wraps one of his huge arms around me, pressing me to him as he sucks and nibbles on my neck while he slips the other one between our bodies and rubs my clit in slow, teasing circles. Shane grabs my hips firmly, holding my ass in place as he fucks it. Then, sliding one of his hands up my back, he caresses my skin before pulling my hair and wrapping it around his fist so that when he leans over me a second later, he can kiss the other side of my neck.

Our three bodies are pressed together, covered in a fine sheen of perspiration. I close my eyes as I try to deal with the complete sensory overload of having these two incredible men worshipping my body with their hands, their mouths, and their huge cocks.

My orgasm starts in the tip of my toes, tingling and sparking through every nerve ending of my body until I am buzzing with electricity and energy. I moan into Conor’s neck as I feel the pressure building like nothing I have ever felt before.

“She’s on the edge, Shane,” Conor growls. “And she’s going to take me with her.”

My body bucks between them when my orgasm tears through me a few seconds later. Like black powder searing through my veins and exploding between my thighs. Conor comes too, pumping his release into me as he bites down on my neck while he and his brother hold my trembling body still.

Shane lifts his knees onto the sofa and lies over me, so that I am pinned to Conor as he replaces a way to get even deeper inside me.“Jessie! You are so fucking beautiful, sweetheart. I love fucking you so much,” he groans in my ear as he replaces his own release and pumps every last drop into me.

When he is done, he gently pulls out of me and I lie completely spent in Conor’s arms.

“Fuck! That was hot!” Mikey hisses, and I’d forgotten he and Liam were even in the room.

“You are fucking incredible, Jessie Ryan,” Conor says as he kisses the top of my head before he pushes himself up and shifts back so he’s sitting up against the sofa and I’m straddling him.

“Jessie Ryan?” I whisper.

Shane sits beside us and curls some of my hair around his fingers. “Wasn’t that the point of our cum oath?”

“Yeah, you’re a Ryan now, Red,” Mikey adds with a chuckle as he sits on the other side of Conor and me and takes hold of my hand, threading my fingers between his before lifting it to his lips and kissing each of my fingertips.

Liam walks to the back of the sofa, standing behind where Conor and I are sitting and leaning down, he places his hands either side of my face and kisses me softly. “Love you, baby,” he smiles. “And yes, you’re most definitely a Ryan now.”

We stay like that for a few moments, silent and sated. There’s no need for words after what we just shared.

Shane moves first, standing up and stretching. “Right, hand her over,” he says to Conor who releases me from his embrace without hesitation, allowing Shane to scoop me up into his arms. “Come on, Hacker,” he says softly.

“Where are we going?” I whisper.

“I think we need to get you cleaned up.”

I snuggle my head against his shoulder as he carries me out of the room and to my bedroom. He places me on the bed and orders me not to move while he goes to my bathroom. The sound of rushing water makes me realize he’s running me a tub. A short while later, I must have drifted off to sleep as I’m vaguely aware of his strong arms lifting me again as he carries me to the tub. “Come on, sweetheart” he says softly. “You can’t sleep just yet.”

“Sorry,” I yawn. “I feel exhausted.”

“Well, I can’t say I’m surprised. You were incredible, Jessie,” he says against my ear and my heart flutters in my chest.

When we step into the bathroom, I smell the sweet scent of my favorite vanilla scented candles and bath soak. He places me gently in the tub of hot, soapy water and I sigh contentedly. “Move up, Hacker, I’m coming in with you,” he growls.

“In here?” I pop one eyebrow at him.

“You think I’m passing up an opportunity to have your soapy, naked body pressed up against me? I know you’re tired, sweetheart, but I’m not dead,” he winks at me and I can’t help but laugh as I scoot along the large tub, allowing him to climb in behind me. Once he’s seated, he pulls me back until I’m leaning against his chest before he wraps his arms and legs around me like a koala. Then he takes a soft washcloth and slips it between my thighs, gently cleaning my most intimate areas before dragging it up my body and swirling it over my stomach and breasts.

“Why are you being so nice to me, Shane?” I groan as I tilt my head back against him. He plants a soft kiss on my neck. “I’m always nice to you, Hacker,” he chuckles.

“No, you’re not. You’re usually an ass to me. And I like it. I don’t know how to handle you when you’re being sweet to me like this.”

“You know exactly how to handle me, Jessie, and you’re well aware of that fact. But, I’ll go back to being an ass to you tomorrow if it means that much to you?”

“Yes, please,” I purr. “I love asshole Shane.”

“Oh, sweetheart. I’m going to make you pay for that tomorrow,” he growls. “But, I love you too.”

My heart almost bursts out of my chest and I close my eyes and enjoy the feeling of his arms wrapped around me and the way our bodies slide together in the hot soapy water. There was a time when I thought I would never know any kind of happiness again. But here with the Ryan brothers, I finally feel like a part of something. I feel loved and protected – and cherished. I’m finally home.