Finale (Academy of Stardom, #4)

by Bea Paige

“Okay, Xeno, your turn. Truth or Dare?” Dax asks him. “I’m pretty fucking sure you know everything there is to know about me. I’ll take a dare.” Dax grins wickedly. “No sex with Tiny for the next two months, including foreplay,” he says without preamble. “What? That’s not a dare, that’s a fucking punishment!” Xeno exclaims. “Mate, suck it the fuck up. Dare’s a dare. The question is, are you man enough?” “You fucking arsehole! I always knew you were jealous of my dick. Afraid of a little competition, are we?” “Me, jealous of your dick?” Dax scoffs, rolling his eyes. “I’m not being funny, but have you seen the size of my cock?” “We all know that it’s not the size that matters, but what you can do with it that counts,” Xeno counters with a smirk.

“This can be your truth,” Xeno suggests. “Come on, Dax won’t be offended when you put him in his place. He’s still your dark angel after all. Can’t give him all the kudos for every damn thing. He’s got to be shit at something.”

“Seriously though… Give me your truth,” Xeno persists, wiping at his eyes. I don’t think I’ve ever seen him laugh so much he’s cried. Normally that’s York or Zayn, and even then they’ve been high. “Well, that’s easy. I don’t even think about it. I love you all equally, your cocks included. Also, I’d just like to point out that I get to decide who I have sex with and when. Just saying...”

“I’ll take the goddamn fine, you cock, because there is no way in Hell that I’m abstaining from loving our girl for two fucking months.”

“Remember, Titch, if you’re gonna go for a dare, go big or go home, right?” York reminds me. Dax looks between us, his eyes narrowing, but there’s a hint of something playful too, and that gives me the courage to go with the flow. Biting my lip, my cheeks heating and my clit throbbing at the thought of what I’m about to do, I open my mouth and let the words tumble out. “This is a joint dare, for you both,” I say. “Hmm, a joint dare? Interesting,” Xeno interrupts, looking between the three of us. “Before you make the request, Tiny, I’m going to make a suggestion.” “What’s that?” Zayn asks, shifting me so that I’m sitting across his lap, bridal style. “I think we should up the ante even more.” “More? Why the fuck would we agree to that, Xeno?” Dax asks, shaking his head. “Done!” York exclaims with a grin, steamrolling into the agreement without so much as considering what it is Xeno might suggest. Dax groans “Thanks, man, now I can’t say no without looking like a pussy.”

“There is always an out,” Xeno interjects. “Yeah, yeah, five thousand pounds. I know.” “Not this time. I’m upping the ante, remember? You can refuse Tiny’s dare but then you’ll have to pay twice the fine. That’s ten grand into Lena’s pot each.” “Fucking perfect. Cheers, York. Talk about getting stitched up,” Dax grumbles,

“Fine. Let’s do this.” Dax looks at me, his elbows resting on the side of the jacuzzi, his thick, tattooed fingers swirling in the water. “What’s the dare, Kid?” “Yeah, what’s the dare, Titch?” York teases, his eyes glinting.

“Okay, I dare you to kiss each other. Full tongues, and....” Xeno stiffens beside me and Zayn’s eyes widen as he takes a sip of his beer. Clearly, neither of them were expecting this turn of events. “And?” York asks, focussing on me intently. “And jerk each other off,” I blurt out, my cheeks blushing furiously. “Atta girl,” York smiles as though he knew exactly what I was going to dare them to do.

“Fuuuucccckkkk,” Zayn says, recovering from his shock. “Smart move, Pen. Smart move. Good way to rinse the guys of their cash.” “I wasn’t trying to rinse them of anything,” I whisper, my cheeks burning now with embarrassment. Neither Dax or York have said a word, or even moved an inch, and it’s starting to feel really awkward. What the hell was I thinking? “You weren’t? Woah… Does this turn you on, wanting to see them kiss and touch each other?” Zayn asks gently.

“Yes. It turns me on,” I say, feeling brave as I glance at Xeno. “I mean. You all turn me on and well, I just… It’s just something that…” “No need to explain, Titch,” York shrugs like it’s no big deal. “I ain’t afraid of my sexuality. I love women, specifically you, and if it turns you on wanting me to kiss and touch big boy over here, then I’m game.” “You are?” Xeno asks, shaking his head, clearly still shocked, but there’s a hint of amusement in his eyes that relaxes me a little. “Why the fuck not? Dax?” York asks, turning to Dax. Dax shifts forward, his hands dropping beneath the water. “Well, it’s not as if I haven’t touched York’s cock before today…” “Fucking hell,” Zayn says. “Why am I the last to know anything?” “It was by accident,” I explain. “When we were together before, Dax was half asleep and⁠—” “And he grabbed my dick,” York finishes for me. Zayn laughs and shakes his head. “Well, shit.”

“If I’m gonna jerk off York for our girl’s pleasure then I’m gonna need my own visuals, because as much as I love York, and admit he’s a good-looking fucker, I might need a little help in making sure I don’t let anyone down. Catch my meaning?” “Yeah, I get you. Zayn, are you in?” Xeno asks. “If by in, you mean inside of Pen, then of course the fuck I am.” “Oh, God,” I mutter, thinking maybe I’ve bitten off more than I can chew here. “And we kiss first,” Dax adds. “Because when I’m giving York a hand job I’m going to need to be focussed on you. Okay, Kid?” “I’m good with that,” York agrees, winking at Dax who just rolls his eyes. “Deal,” I find myself saying, or rather, panting. “Shit, is it getting hot in here?”

York shifts his body towards Dax, grabs his face in his hands and slams his lips against him. For a minute I think Dax is going to pull away, but when he grips York’s hair tightly and slides his tongue between York’s parted lips I know he’s all in. “Fuck,” I exclaim, my body reacting instantly. I press my thighs together to ease the throbbing I feel between my legs, but Zayn tuts in my ear. “Relax your legs, Pen. You watch and I’ll play,” he urges, running his hand up my shin and over my knee, his hand disappearing beneath the water as he reaches for my pussy. When his finger slides between my pussy lips, I let out a moan, momentarily closing my eyes as he gently teases my clit. Behind me, Xeno shifts closer and reaches around to cup my breast, his thumb and forefinger twisting my nipple. “Don’t take your eyes off Dax and York. Enjoy the show, Tiny, and we’ll enjoy you.”

When York pulls back suddenly, I see that his bottom lip is bleeding a little and it should make me feel guilty, but when York swipes his finger over his bottom lip and smiles, that guilt disappears and is replaced instead with lust that billows and expands inside of me. “Bring it on,” York challenges, and this time it’s Dax who slams his mouth roughly against York. They kiss like they fight, with passion and mutual respect, and when they begin to moan, enjoying the kiss beyond the fact that it turns me on, my toes curl and my clit spasms. It’s about the most erotic thing I’ve ever witnessed, and it does crazy things to my body. “Oh God. I’m going to come,” I pant, as Zayn fingers me expertly and Xeno licks and bites my neck and shoulder,

When Dax grips York’s jaw in his fingers and tongue fucks his mouth, my orgasm barrels out of nowhere and I’m crying out as it rushes up and out from my clit in one spine-tingling shockwave. When I come down from my orgasm high, York and Dax are sitting on the ledge of the jacuzzi staring at the three of us, droplets of water rolling over their skin, their cocks standing at attention. “Now the fun really begins,” York says, smirking. He reaches for Dax’s cock, his fingers wrapping around the base and starts to gently stroke him. Dax jerks in his hold, his expression neutral until I stand, then his gaze darkens with lust as water runs in rivulets down my body.

“Fuck,” Dax mutters, looking from me to York’s hand gripping his cock and up to York who smiles. “That feels good, mate,” Dax admits, before turning back to me. “I—” But I can’t find the words to express how turned on I am. All I can do is watch transfixed, my mouth parting as Dax’s tattooed fingers reach for York and begin stroking up and down his cock. “Fucking hell,” Zayn exclaims. “You really are taking this dare seriously.” “We’re taking Titch’s needs seriously. What turns her on, turns me on,” York says. “Ditto,” Dax agrees.

“What do you want me to do?” “Climb out of the jacuzzi and grab the ledge, Kid,” Dax instructs roughly. “Okay,” I reply, stepping between Xeno and Zayn and out of the jacuzzi, dropping to the other side. Turning to face them, I press my stomach against the lip of the jacuzzi and wait. “Zayn, I want you to fuck our girl for us. Take her from behind and slide your dick into her beautiful pussy,” Dax continues, his nipples peaking and his cock growing in York’s hand.

“Fuck, man,” York mutters, as Dax presses the flat of his thumb against the slit of York’s cock, then rubs it over the head in a circular motion. “You’re good at this.” Dax grins darkly, his gaze still fixed on me. “I have a cock. I know how to use it,” he responds. “Good to fucking know,” York mutters back, watching me.

“Fuck, Pen. Do you know how much you turn me on?” “Xeno, condom,” Dax says, still focusing on me as I moan at Zayn’s words and his touch. Xeno nods, climbing out of the jacuzzi. A moment later he’s back and handing Zayn a condom. “I’m going to watch you fuck our girl,” he says to Zayn,

For a moment he licks and kisses the very base of my spine where my tailbone meets the crease of my arse. When his tongue dips lower, licking the rim of my arsehole, I let out a whimper, enjoying the unusual but not unpleasant sensation. “Fuck her, Zayn. Now!” It’s York this time, and I can see how his stomach muscles tense and his cock jerk in Dax’s hand. I’m guessing he wasn’t joking when he said Dax was good at handjobs.

Zayn lines his cock up with my entrance. I know I’m wet, and it isn’t a result of sitting in the jacuzzi. I’m wet and achy and desperate to be fucked because these men, my men, are fulfilling every fantasy I’ve ever had right here, right now, for me. I feel like the luckiest woman on Earth. “Please, I’m already so close,” I beg, pressing my arse back against Zayn. He doesn’t need to be told twice. With one firm thrust he’s entered me and I’m clenching around his cock, screaming out his name, my pleasure twining with the rest of theirs. His hips piston as he thrusts into me, his fingers holding my hips in a bruising grip as we all groan and grunt, moan and pant. My fingers curl over the ledge as I fixate on Dax and York, and how their fists pump each other’s cocks faster, matching the tempo of Zayn fucking me from behind. Sweat beads on my forehead from the heat of the jacuzzi and the heat building deep inside. “Tiny, I could watch you get fucked all day, every day, for the rest of my life and never, ever tire of it,” Xeno says hoarsely,

“I’m going to come,” I say, panting as Zayn reaches around and slides his fingers over my clit. “Then come, my love,” York urges, his icy-blue eyes flaring with heat before his eyelids drop and he lets out a long groan, his hips jerking and his stomach muscles clenching as he comes. I watch with greedy eyes as Dax slows his hand movement down, ringing out York’s orgasm, white, thready cum releases from his cock in spurts. “Fuck!” York exclaims, breathing heavily. For a beat, he lets his orgasm wash over him, his fingers loosening around Dax’s cock for a moment. Then, like a true gent, he makes sure to finish off Dax, who’s currently eye-fucking me. The muscles in his neck are tight, his veins popping beneath his skin as he reaches climax. When he comes, he grips the side of the jacuzzi and pushes up into York’s hold, cum spurting into the water. Xeno follows shortly afterwards, calling out my name just as Zayn’s cock grows impossibly large inside of me. My internal walls clamp hold of Zayn’s cock as I feel my own impending orgasm rush up from my curled toes, along the backs of my legs, up over my arse and back, reaching for the tip of my head. Then the feeling centres in my clit and pussy, a white-hot pleasure that makes my eyes roll in the back of my head until it explodes like a freight train out of a tunnel. I let out a strangled cry, everything going black for a moment as I milk Zayn’s cock and he empties himself inside of me.

“I’ve got one final request,” Xeno says, with a sly smile. “And what’s that?” Dax asks him. “I’ll pay ten grand into Lena’s university fund so I don’t have to clean that motherfucking jacuzzi.” “Fuck you, I’ll double it,” Dax retorts. “Come on, York jizzed all over your hand. I figure you’d be cool doing the job.” “I tell you what, I’ll pay thirty grand into Lena’s fund to watch you both clean it,” York says.