Rivals: Episode Three Page 5

  “Get on there, your ass facing me.” His eyes drank me in and bore through me. I found myself replying with a breathless “yes, Xavier.”

  “Call me Master.”

  The command sent a quiver through my pussy. “Yes, Master,” I said, a little hesitant with the word.

  Xavier, without much warning, knotted a fist in my hair and tugged back. “Say it with confidence.” His eyes burned into mine.

  “Yes, Master.” I stared back, meeting his gaze and following his command. I said it low, hushed, but still confident.

  “Good. Now get on the couch.”

  I moved towards the spot Xavier pointed to. Gaige was already standing at the end of the couch, his massive cock held tight in his grip as he stroked, his head thrown back in masturbating bliss. Did he even see what had just happened?

  I took my position on the small black couch. I put my hands on the armrest and my knees spread on the cheap cushions, waiting, licking my lips as Gaige stepped towards me. My pussy twitched just from being so exposed. I could feel how wet I was, the slickness dripping down my thighs in a display of lude arousal I would have normally blushed at. Gaige’s huge cock was surrounded by a dark brown bush, making him irresistible, filling me with the urge to swallow his cock until I could taste his whole manhood.

  “Stroke my cock,” Gaige said in a low growl-like tone from above me.

  I closed a hand around half of his cock, admiring the weight of it in my hands. I could feel his heat radiating off in waves, making my pussy vibrate with yearning. I wanted my walls tightening around this beautiful cock. My cunt ached to be filled by him. I stroked it. Up and down. Rubbing circles around his thick shaft, licking the tip as drops of pre-come leaked out.

  “Take me in your mouth. I wanna feel your wet mouth around me, baby.”

  My mouth opened as wide as it could, taking in the head and barely making it halfway until I needed to come up for air. My tongue traced his shaft, up and down, smelling his scent and savoring the man that he was.

  “Oh fuck yeah, that’s it, Kimberly,” Gaige moaned, pushing his hips forward.

  I kissed his balls, just as Xavier rubbed his manhood against my aching slit.

  His hands pushed down on my lower back, arching my ass further up and spreading me even more. I had never been so exposed before. For a second, my instincts snapped me out of the moment and told me to turn and run and don’t ever look back. But that was the old Kimberly talking. The new Kimberly moaned as Xavier moved closer. My pink lips were spread open even wider by Xavier’s two thumbs, which came down on my pussy while his fingers kneaded my ass from above. It was making my inner core spasm in pleasure.

  I moaned into Gaige’s thighs as Xavier pushed into me. Sliding his head into my tight but creamy entrance. My muscles clenched around him hungrily, feeling him stretch me further than anyone ever had. His wide cock pulled back my pussy with each deep thrust, stimulating my engorged clit, sending my head spinning with each new shock of lust.

  “Oh yes, harder, please,” I pleaded into Gaige’s cock.

  Xavier pulled out, doing the exact opposite of what I needed.

  “Master,” I whispered, the word coming out naturally, “please.”

  And he listened, thrusting his cock back into me and filling me to the core. He pushed my thighs apart, spreading me even wider as he continued to pound me. Meanwhile, Gaige rubbed the tip of his cock against my lips, letting my tongue trace the shape, lick and taste the drip of his salty pre-come.

  “Fuck, baby, you’re going to make me come,” Gaige groaned, thrusting his cock deeper down my throat. I gagged on him while Xavier picked up his pace, filling me to the brink with his manhood. He reached down and flicked a thumb across my throbbing clit, sending a sudden wave of intense pleasure, almost buckling my knees.

  “Fuck, that’s it. Open your mouth, baby,” Gaige said, entwining his fingers in my hair and pushing down. Saliva coated his cock, long ropes falling down onto the carpet as his balls tightened. That’s when I realized he was going to come in my mouth.

  His thrusts became erratic as his cock exploded, his salty seed filling my mouth. I swallowed as much as I could and let the rest fall back down his cock, making him into a twitchy hot mess. The eruption and Xavier’s thrusting had me teetering on the edge. It was with another rub from Xavier’s thumb that my body gave loose to a tsunami of pleasure.

  “Oh god,” I moaned uncontrollably as each and every muscle in my body convulsed. My pussy walls tightened eagerly and erratically around Xavier as my orgasm ravaged my body. It was so intense, I actually collapsed down onto the couch, causing Xavier to slip out from my twitching pussy.

  That’s when I felt the first ropes of Xavier’s seed fall down onto my back. In a thick stream, he covered me in his sticky come, rubbing my ass and giving it a tight squeeze before he got up from the couch. He sped to the bathroom and came back before I could blink, a clean white towel hanging from his loose grip.

  I got the towel and broke down into a fit of delirious giggles. These two men literally fucked my brains out. I could barely even put words together.

  “Fuck,” Gaige said with an astonished exhale, laughing as well. He threw his head back, “fuucckkk.”

  “That was indescribable,” Xavier said, already slipping on his dark black boxer-briefs.

  My head was light, I needed to put it down on the pillow. I laid down with residual giggles bubbling up, my muscles still going through the occasional twitch.

  “I need a second,” I said. And the rest turned into a blur.

  They fucked me to sleep.

  They actually pushed my body so far, I practically needed to go into hibernation to recuperate.

  CHAPTER FOURTEEN

  GAIGE

  The morning broke through Kimberly’s dark gray curtains, turning the fabric into a see-through beam of light. I grunted and rolled over, throwing an arm over my face to stop the light from waking me up. That’s when I got a whiff of Kimberly’s sweet scent and realized she was sleeping just next to me. The memories of everything that had happened came rushing back. Of carrying her sleeping body back to her bed, cleaning her up before drawing the covers over the both of our naked bodies. I threw a protective arm over Kimberly and drew her in. She groggily wiggled back into me, accepting my arm and melting into my shape. It was ecstasy. It felt almost as good as her lips around my cock.

  Almost.

  But nothing could feel better than Kimberly on her knees, taking me like she had the night before. Sure, I wasn’t expecting to share her with a vampire, and it did bother me more than I had thought it would, but I genuinely saw no other choice. It was either losing this girl, my soulmate, or accepting that our relationship would have to be a little… unorthodox.

  I breathed her flowery scent in, gently pushing into her, feeling her weight against me. It made my cock twitch with the memories of her lips wrapped tight around it, trying to swallow me whole. The fact that we were both still naked from last night didn’t help my rising arousal.

  Kimberly coughed and turned over, her eyes struggling to pry open against the intruding sun. She managed to blink away some night gunk and focus in on my face, inches away from her. She smiled. It was a smile so disarmingly beautiful and familiar, it was suddenly like we had been laying in bed for years. Every muscle in my body relaxed and I felt a lightness I had never felt before.

  And I hadn’t even realized I was tense.

  “Goodmorning,” she said, pursing her lips together and squinting her eyes against the light. She brushed a strand of her auburn hair, a little wild from the night before, out of her face and tucked it behind her ear. The movement sent a wave of fresh scents my way, making me crave her even more. It was hard laying next to her and not burying myself inside of her.

  She leaned in and kissed me. It was gentle at first, her lips brushing against mine with a soft touch that sent embers through my nerves. My hand instinctively moved to the back of her head and pressed her harder into me.
I slipped my tongue into her craving mouth, exploring her lips and tongue, running my fingers up to the top of her head. After what felt like an eternity of bliss, she broke away, smiling.

  “So… about last night,” her eyebrows coming up.

  “Getting right into it, huh?” I said with a muted laugh.

  “If I don’t just say something now, I’m going to have an even harder time bringing it up later.” Then she quickly added, “I’m sorry if I put you in an uncomfortable position.”

  “Kimberly Nolan, I never want to hear an apology from you again. There’s nothing to be sorry about. Last night was definitely different, but I wasn’t uncomfortable.”

  She dipped an eyebrow, as if bracing for the worst. “Different in a bad way? Be honest.”

  “No,” I said and shook my head. She narrowed her eyes, goading me for more of an explanation. “I’m used to nature doing random shit sometimes. I think you imprinting on two men was one of those things. We just gotta ride the wave now and have as much fun as we can, and so I’m not gonna give a fuck. As long as I know how strongly you feel about me, then I’m fine. I trust in you. I know you have the capacity to love a great deal and I’m ok with Xavier being the recipient of that love.”

  Her eyebrows softened, erasing the skepticism. The corners of her eyes seemed to be gradually growing wetter.

  “I was so worried I was going to lose both of you. It sounds so crazy, and if I were looking at this from the outside, I would absolutely think it was insane. A girl like me doesn’t get a guy like you, much less get put into a position where she has to either choose or share herself with both. I didn’t ever think that girl would be me.”

  I shook my head. “You have more to offer than anyone I have ever met, and everyone that I care to meet. I may not know your favorite vacation spot or your most embarrassing moment yet, but I sure as hell know how deep you are and I know how badly I want to dig into that and explore you.”

  She chuckled, a sweet little laugh that made me have to adjust my myself.

  “My favorite vacation spot is in Big Bear Mountain where my cousins have a cabin.” Kimberly’s cheeks started to flush pink as she continued. “And my most embarrassing moment? Oh god, it was in the eighth grade and I had a P.E. coach for my homeroom class. Well—Mr. Rivas was his name—he hated when we were tardy and so he made us do twenty squats in front of the class if we ever came in late.” She shook her head. “I mean...do you see where this is going?”

  I shrugged. “I’m blanking.”

  “Well,” she laughed again, “I was late one day and split my jeans in front of my whole class on my seventh squat.” She spat it out in one breath and let her head fall into the pillow.

  “And I wasn’t wearing underwear that day.”

  “Oh… shit,” I said, unable to hide my reaction.

  She looked up at me and laughed, and then we were both lost in this laughing pile of goodness. I wasn’t laughing at her, or even at her story anymore, I was just laughing because Kimberly made me so incredibly happy, and her laughing made me even happier, making me bubble up with her.

  After our fit, we both struggled to take in deep breaths, each intake of oxygen making my muscles feel like they caught fire.

  “Oh jeez, I haven’t laughed like that in such a long time,” Kimberly said, her breath slowly coming back, her face still flushed pink.

  “I think my six-pack just turned into an eight-pack.”

  She wobbled her head comically. “Ok, we get it, you have a six-pack.”

  I laughed, even though it hurt like a bitch.

  “Wait,” she said, her eyes opening like she had just realized she left the oven on. “Where’s Xavier?”

  “He left pretty much as soon as you fell asleep. Said he had work to do and then sleep I guess, or whatever they do.”

  Kimberly nodded and seemed to let my jab slide. I didn’t tell her that Xavier and I were planning on meeting before Xavier talked with her. I didn’t want her getting stressed.

  “He said he was going to come by here tonight,” I added.

  That seemed to put her a little more at ease. “Yeah, I think we’ll all need to have a talk.”

  I nodded. She smiled and kissed my chest, her fingers coming up to play in the curly brown hair that lead down from my nipples to my crotch, “So what’s your most embarrassing story, then?” Her lips curled in a small smirk.

  “Hmm, I don’t know,” I said, honestly unable to think of anything truly embarrassing.

  “Oh come on, you have to have one story.”

  I fell back on the pillow, hands underneath my head and making space for Kimberly to rest her head on my bicep. Her arm draped over my chest, her nails gently running across my side, sending shocks straight to my cock.

  “Shifters don’t find a lot of things shameful,” I replied.

  “I refuse to believe you’re immune to embarrassment. Did you ever pee yourself? Trip into a pool? Get caught masturbating? Anything?”

  “Actually… funny you say that.”

  She smiled and looked up at me from my chest. “I knew it, you got caught masturbating didn’t you?”

  “No,” I said, a smirk crossing my face. “It was back in college, I had gone on a camping trip with my fraternity brothers and a few dates. Needless to say, I get black-out drunk by five o’clock in the afternoon. Apparently, I had gotten so drunk, I thought the lake was a toilet and so I stood there, pants down to my ankles, dick in my hand, pissing right into the lake. This is while everyone is standing only feet behind me, in the process of getting down to their underwear so that they could jump in.”

  Kimberly started to laugh but seemed like she had to stop herself from the residual soreness. “I’m guessing they didn’t get in the lake that day.”

  “Nope.”

  “Well, see, you do get embarrassed.”

  I shook my head. “I think the girls were more embarrassed for me. But yeah, I may have gotten a little red when I heard the story the next day.”

  Kimberly got up from my chest and pushed herself up higher on the bed. She raised up and looked down into my eyes, her hair falling down like a cascade of beautiful auburn tinted silk.

  “A little red?” she asked, smiling down at me. Her head came closer to mine.

  “Fine, I was a darkish shade of red.” I gazed back at her, admiring the way her bubbly cheeks picked up in the corners and framed those beautiful brown eyes that would always have the power to stop me in my tracks.

  She got closer, her lips brushing against mine, her breath warm on my lips. They were so plump, so soft.

  “I think I’ve seen you an even darker shade of red,” she teased, surprising me with her assertiveness. Her lips came down to meet mine and we both consumed each other, as though we were starved of the other’s touch for centuries. She immediately threw one leg over me and straddled my growing erection.

  “God, I fucking love you,” I growled towards her, the words coming out in a natural burst of emotions. The bear inside me only amplified those emotions.

  She gripped my throbbing cock, aimed up at her puffy pink cunt, and slipped me inside of her tight hole. She fell down onto my chest with a deep moan, her tits pushing between us.

  “I love you too,” she whispered into my ear as I continued to thrust into her.

  And in that moment, with the early morning sun still struggling to break through, we cemented our futures together and became one.

  CHAPTER FIFTEEN

  GAIGE

  The sun was setting and casting an orange-purple hew as I pulled into the massive driveway leading up towards Xavier’s impressive mansion. I parked next to one of his Porsches (his model was three years older than mine, just throwing that out there) and stepped out of my car. I adjusted my jeans and redid one of the top buttons on my navy-blue dress shirt I had thrown on. I walked up the perfectly polished steps and pressed the doorbell, waiting for someone to answer.

  As I stood there, I couldn’t help but let my thought
s drift back to Kimberly and how we had spent most of the day fucking. On the couch, in the shower, on her dining room table, against her window. Basically, wherever I could bend her over or push her up against and see her take my cock. It was sweaty, hot, incredibly passionate, and mind-numbingly good sex. I had never felt like a body was so perfectly suited for mine. She just pressed the perfect fucking button and managed to constantly make my cock rock-hard.

  A part of me was almost wary of how good it felt to be with her. It was the same side of me that battled with a short bout of coke addiction. I was able to pull myself out of it before it consumed me, but the feeling of euphoria I got with my first line was the same feeling I got whenever I thrust into Kimberly. Hell, it happened when we kissed.

  It was just electric between us.

  Of course, things couldn’t always go smoothly. As much as I told Kimberly I was OK with sharing her, a part of me couldn’t help but feel really fucking possessive over her. That part was overshadowed by what I felt for Kimberly and how much I respected her, but it was still a hard pill to swallow.

  And so I really had no idea how the meeting between me and Xavier was going to go.

  I didn’t have to wait much longer. The lock clicked and the door opened. Xavier stood in the entrance, looking like he had just come from a casual business dinner, wearing a plaid button-up and gray slacks.

  “Hey,” I said, unsure how else to begin this.

  “Come in.” He stepped aside and held the door open as I walked in. And, as much as I hate to admit it, I was pretty damn impressed. This guy was a billionaire so I shouldn’t have really expected anything less, but this place looked like it had been pulled straight out of a fancy home magazine. I had a nice house, but I spent my money elsewhere.

  “Nice place,” I said, feeling obligated to compliment him.