Puck Me Up Extended Ending

The weekend is upon us, and I don’t know about you, but my plans for the next two days involve a whole lot of staying in and reading. In celebration of Friday, and the fact that my new website is officially LIVE, I’d like to use this inaugural blog post to share an extra-spicy bonus scene.

NOTE: This post contains spoilers for Puck Me Up. It takes place the evening after the final scene of the epilogue. I wanted to end the book on a broader note that encompassed the whole big, crazy family, because Hope’s story wraps up the Wright family duet. As a result, this steamy scene is one of the few that ended up on the cutting room floor. This is how the book was originally meant to end. I hope it gets your weekend off to a toe-curling start.

The following content is intended for readers age 18+.

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We ate a loud and raucous dinner together, and then Bob and Tamara retired to their private cabin up on the hill, while Dallas, Huck, and Thacker built a huge bonfire on the beach. We dragged the beach chairs into a circle around the leaping flame, and I dozed on Jamie’s chest while the others talked. At some point, I fell asleep, and when I woke up, he was carrying me back to the house. Rowan was behind him, holding my sandals, and Thacker was ahead of us. I took a deep, contented breath and buried my face in the crook of Jamie’s neck. He made a guttural sound, low in his throat. I felt the vibration in his chest. 

When we got back to the room, he placed me on my feet and Rowan pulled my wet bathing suit top off while Thacker went to the bathroom to turn on the shower. I was groggy, ready for bed, but I was perking up a little more every second that Rowan’s hands were on my body. He peeled the damp bikini away, and the cool breeze from the air conditioning tingled on my sunburnt skin. Suddenly, I could feel my heart beating in my throat and between my thighs. 

Jamie supported me from behind while Rowan got on his knees in front of me, brushing the sand off my thighs and feet and untying my bikini bottoms. He pressed a kiss to each of my hipbones.

“Water’s hot,” Thacker drawled from the bathroom doorway. He was leaning against it, arms crossed, watching us with fire in his eyes. 

Rowan stood up and tossed my swimsuit in the hamper while Jamie shuffled me toward the shower. It was one of those massive wet rooms that could have fit an entire hockey team. I stifled a giggle as I realized that Lola was probably putting that feature to the test in her cabin.

The drink I had earlier in the day had long since worn off, but I still felt love-drunk as Jamie walked me all the way forward until my chest was pressed against the far tile wall, and his body covered my back. 

“My cock has been missing you all day, baby,” he said roughly in my ear. The sound of my moan bounced around the cavernous room. Thacker and Rowan shed their trunks and stepped under the spray of the multiple shower heads while Jamie removed the handheld attachment closest to us and pressed it to my skin, running the warm water back and forth, up and down my body. With his free hand, he gripped my hip and pulled my ass roughly back against his hard cock. 

He kept my chest pinned to the wall as he moved the shower head around to the front, situating it between my legs. Jolt after jolt of electric sensation coursed through me as he rinsed away the sand that had gathered there, teasing my clit at the same time. 

“Jamie,” I gasped. At the sound of his name, he let the attachment swing. He shoved his shorts down and gripped his cock, and then he aimed it at the exact right angle and drilled his entire length into my wet, waiting pussy. He slammed my hips into the wall with the force of his tip-to-base thrust.

“Say it again,” he whispered hoarsely. 

“Jamie!” I readily gave him what I knew he wanted. His name echoed back at me as I arched against him. “Please fuck me, Jamie,” I whimpered. He pulled out and slammed back in. “Please,” I groaned as my skin slapped against the wet tile once, twice, three times. He braced a hand on the wall beside my head and used the other to grip the back of my neck, holding me in place as he rammed his big cock into me again and again. Just when I thought he would come, he pushed away from the wall and left me empty. I moaned, grinding my hips in the air. I wanted him so badly it hurt. 

Thacker stepped up instead. He entered me easily, impaling me on his thick, throbbing length. He dragged his lips along my shoulder and then bit down on my neck as he fucked me hard against the wall. 

After a minute or two, he stepped back but kept his hands on me. He pulled me away from the wall, supporting me to stand under the waterfall showerhead. Carefully, lovingly, he washed the rest of the sand off my body and rinsed it from my hair. Then he reached down, hooked his hands under my knees, and lifted me off my feet. My shriek of surprise splintered around us, but it didn’t slow him down. He held me up, my knees pinned to my chest, legs spread wide with my pussy on full display.

Rowan took it from there. He was eating me out in an instant, his big, powerful tongue plunging into me, moving over my clit. I rocked in Thacker’s arms, trying to get closer to Rowan as he swirled his tongue inside me, around my pearl. 

Jamie leaned back against the wall, stroking himself with one hand while holding a small bottle of lube in the other. He filled the palm of his hand and then closed it into a fist around his shaft, passing the bottle to Rowan, who used a liberal amount without ever taking his mouth off me. 

Thacker pulled me up and away from the coach’s hungry tongue, carrying me to the built-in bench on one end of the shower stall. He sat down, still holding me under the knees so my feet were dangling in mid-air. Rowan came over to us with the bottle. 

“Get my cock nice and slick, Hope,” Thacker said firmly. “Because I’m going to fuck your pretty little ass into next week.” His words, heavy with need, lit a fire that coursed through my bloodstream. I hurried to obey him. I held out my hand and Rowan pumped the tingly gel into it, and then I reached down between my legs to where Thacker’s huge, rock-hard cock was jutting up, resting against my pussy lips. I gripped it and squeezed him, stroking from base to tip in a strangely erotic motion that, combined with my thumb’s knuckle rubbing against my clit as I pumped my fist up and down, almost felt like I was jerking myself off. 

Why was that thought so fucking hot?

“That’s a good little slut,” Thacker growled, giving me goosebumps despite the heat. “Now, put it in your ass.”

Panting, I released him briefly to circle my back door with a lubricated finger, and then I grabbed his shaft again as he lifted me off his lap. I lined up his cock. When the head pressed against my ass, my pussy clenched with need. I whimpered, squirming, and held him in place and he lowered me down. Rowan knelt at our feet and buried his face between my legs, lashing my clit and pussy with his tongue, loosening every muscle in my body and sending me straight past wild to feral.  

My jaw dropped and my body started bucking involuntarily. All the muscles in my body turned to liquid gold. I took another inch of Thacker, and then another. Jamie sat down on the bench beside us, where he had a stellar front-row seat for everything they were about to do to me. Rowan forced his tongue into my pussy as Thacker skewered my ass. He didn’t let up until I was nestled in his lap, my cheeks pressed against the tops of his thighs. Then he wrapped his arms around me and held me in place, raising his hips and rocking me ever-so-slightly back and forth, up and down, as Rowan feasted on my pussy. 

“Come on his face, Hope,” Thacker instructed. A thrill passed through my body, and the last inch of his cock slid home in my ass. I threw my head back against his chest and threw my hips forward, then back, fucking myself on his cock, grinding my clit against Rowan’s broad, strong tongue. With or without permission, I was going to explode. 

I let out a loud sob as I came all over Rowan’s face. Thacker kept fucking me, and Rowan kept licking me, until my whole body was trembling and jerking with every pass of his tongue.  

“That’s our good girl,” Rowan said as he leaned up, his lips curling into a smile against mine. Then he kissed me, pushing his tongue into my mouth, letting me taste myself as he aimed his cock between my thighs. Then, with a single steady push, he sank into my pussy. With Thacker in my ass, I was nearly too tight to accommodate Rowan. But he kept up the pressure, strumming my clit with his thumb. They were stretching me beyond my limits, making me take every last inch of both of them at the same time. 

“God, Hope, you’re incredible,” Jamie groaned beside us. I opened my eyes and looked over at him through the shifting curtain of steam. Closing his fingers around my throat, he pulled me toward him, kissing me roughly as Rowan withdrew and slammed all the way into me again. I could feel Thacker’s heart beating against my back. His cock was so fucking deep in my ass, and Rowan was driving me down onto it, forcing me take it all with every thrust. I opened my mouth to cry out and Jamie filled it with his tongue. Then he broke the kiss and stood up, bracing one foot on the bench beside us and pointing his cock at my lips. I opened wide, eager to swallow him. 

When he filled my throat, the picture was complete. I was complete. 

I was theirs, completely. 

Jamie palmed the back of my head, holding me in place while he fed me his cock. When I gagged and choked around him, he pulled out and crushed my lips with his, fucking my mouth with his tongue for a few seconds before he went back to fucking it with his cock. 

I came again, in near silence. They pushed me right through it with their relentless thrusts. I was too stuffed full to give a warning or do anything other than let it crash over me. Still, they felt my body clench around them, tighter and tighter, and they increased their pace. They kept pounding into me, all three working together, the cords standing out in their necks, their eyes focused on the prize. 

They are a perfect team, I thought dazedly. They each had different, complimenting strengths. They were my team, and I was all theirs. 

“You’re taking us so well, princess,” Rowan panted in my ear. As he pounded into my pussy, there was no reprieve from Thacker’s cock in my ass. They were grinding against each other, against every erogenous zone I had as they pushed me closer and closer to my next peak. 

But right before I reached it, Rowan abruptly pulled out and dropped back onto the pristine floor of the shower. He motioned for the rest of us to join him. Thacker picked me up and took me to Rowan without ever removing his cock from my ass. He lowered me down onto Rowan, so that I was straddling him with Thacker at my back. Then he planted his hand between my shoulders and pushed my face down into Rowan’s chest. 

Thacker held me there as he started to rail my ass in earnest. The slapping sound of his skin hitting mine filled the bathroom. Now Rowan’s cock was impaling me, grounding me, and Thacker was the one setting the pace. He worked himself in and out of my ass, bouncing my body back and forth between his and Rowan’s. Jamie knelt beside us, stroking himself as he watched my other two boyfriends fuck me senseless. I braced my hands on the floor on either side of Rowan’s head and held myself up, raising my chin so I could meet Jamie’s eye. He beamed at me with pure pride, cupping my cheek with his hand and brushing his thumb over my swollen bottom lip. Then he leaned up on his knees and guided the head of his cock to rest against my mouth, and he was sinking into my throat again, his fingers probing my neck to feel the bulge as he pushed himself deeper, deeper. 

At that moment, I felt every bit the slut they said I was. Everything I did with these three amazing men felt like pure fantasy. I’d been vanilla my entire life until my secretly kinky boyfriend told me he might like to be cuckolded. Now, here we were. Three men were about to fill me with come in this shower, in this luxurious cabin on a private island. Then we would all climb together into the biggest bed I’d ever seen, and they would cuddle with me until I fell asleep. This was our life. I knew we would face many more obstacles in the fight for our relationship, but I could only see a bright future from here. 

Every stroke of Thacker’s cock in my ass got me a little bit closer to another climax. Everything in my body—hell, everything in my life—had been building to this moment. Right here, right now. I locked eyes with Jamie as he fucked my mouth. He’d started all of this with a simple pillow talk confession, that he might like to try something new. I couldn’t believe that that night had brought us here. 

Jamie and I stared at each other, into each other, as the motion between the four of us turned more frantic. I wasn’t the only one who was getting close. Jamie’s eyelids fluttered but he never broke eye contact. 

“Oh, fuck,” he grunted. Thacker didn’t say anything, but his pace increased and every time he bottomed out, he pressed harder, held himself deep inside me for an extra beat before jerking out and slamming back in, fucking me ruthlessly down onto Rowan’s cock. 

I couldn’t move, couldn’t do anything but take it, be filled by them, carried right up to the brink. And then we were hurtling over the edge, the four of us free-falling, free-wheeling, tumbling head over heels into pure ecstasy. Thacker sunk his cock to the hilt in my ass, driving me down onto Rowan, and Jamie buried himself in my throat with a groan. Then he was erupting, and I was erupting, and Thacker and Rowan were pumping ropes of their hot come deep into my exhausted, euphoric body.

When the delicious wave finally crested, we collapsed into a wet, panting pile. Laying there with the water still raining down, utterly full, I knew I was exactly where I was meant to be.