Page 12 of Shattered Wings

“Oh yeah, what’s that, Rem?” I can’t wait to hear this one. Last week, it was about two dudes and a chick getting it on in the bathroom. I’m all for a good why-choose scenario as long as it doesn’t include me and my girl. I’ve read a few of those romance books that all the ladies are reading. There’s one that I just read about on social media called “Relentless Queen by Genevieve Ami Moon” that I will be picking up. I’ve heard some good shit about it. I wonder if my girl is into dark romance. We could have a lot of fun with that. Turning her ass a pretty shade of pink is sure to make my dick hard.

“So I just saw Ben and Christina at the bar.” Wait, what? That gets my attention real quick.

“What were they doing at the bar?” He wouldn’t be calling me with some bullshit about them, so this has got to be serious.

“Besides the fact that they were all over each other, I’m talking about tongue fucking dude. They were drunk as fuck, man. I thought Christina was supposed to be pregnant. I certainly didn’t see a pregnant belly. If she was pregnant then she’d be showing. She’s been going all over town telling anyone who will listen that she’s pregnant with Jaxon’s baby but I’m not sure that’s the case.” What in the ever loving fuck is going on here? She looked to be about seven or eight months pregnant at the funeral.

“Are you still at the bar?” Please still be at the bar.

“I’m still here. Your guy was trying to get his dick wet tonight, but I figured this information was more valuable at the moment.” Hell yes it is.

“Do you think you can follow them or just keep an eye on them? Maybe take a few pictures if you can. Those might come in handy for Illiana later. She’s having a really tough time right now.” Maybe this information will help her out just a bit. Maybe ease some of the hurt.

“I’ll do you one better. How would you feel if I put a tracker on them? I know what that asshole Ben drives, so I’ll go put a tracker on his car. If I can get close enough to the bitch, then I’ll stick one in her purse, too.” He’s a genius, but I’ll never tell him that.

“Thanks man. I really appreciate the call. Keep me posted. Let’s meet in a few days. I don’t know if I told you this with everything that happened, but I’m getting out of the Army. They gave me an out so I’m taking it. I’ll be on base in the next few days to fill out some paperwork with the Chief. When I find out the exact date and time, I’ll let you know.”

“Yeah, Chief told me you decided to take them up on their offer and get out. It’s understandable that you feel that way. I’ve been thinking about getting out myself. I’ve been considering taking a job doing government contracting work that pays a lot more. Just keep me posted and I’ll meet up with you.”

“Sounds like a plan. Talk to you later, man.” We both disconnect at the same time. No good-byes are ever needed. Even though we’re assholes, we feel like that shit is bad luck.

Talking to Remi had me so damn distracted I wasn’t even paying attention to the damn road. By the time I realize it, I’m pulling up to my condo. Feels like I was moving on auto-pilot. That’s definitely not safe.

Pulling my truck into my spot, I swear I see someone sitting in a black unmarked car a few spots over. That’s fucking weird. No one ever parks there either. Getting out of the truck, I start walking in the direction of the car when suddenly the lights turn on, practically blinding me. The next thing I know, they’re peeling away. I don’t even have time to check the model or see who was driving. What the hell is going on? Could this night get any weirder? Maybe they were visiting someone in the building. Either way, I’ll keep an eye on the situation.

Heading into the condo, I head straight for my room. I’ve got one thing on my mind now and it sure as shit ain’t the car from outside. It’s time for a little self care. My cock is already straining against the zipper of my jeans. Taking my shirt and pants off, I toss them into my hamper. Moving over to my nightstand, I take out a bottle of lube. I want to be nice and wet for what comes next. Tossing the bottle on the bed, I pull my black boxers off next. My cock is so hard and thick, standing to attention, practically touching my belly button. My abs ripple and tense as I give my dick a tight languid stroke. He’s fucking ready.

Pulling my covers back so I don’t make a mess, I hop into bed and then grab the bottle of lube. After pouring a generous amount in my hand, and setting the bottle on top of my nightstand, I get to work, stroking myself. After the night I’ve had, there’s no way I’m going to last very long. Little Ellie got me so worked up earlier. So worked up that thoughts of her already have pre-cum beading on the tip. Imagining her soft hands stroking me from root to tip has a deep groan leaving my throat.

Visions of blonde hair and bright blue eyes, eyes full of tears and pink cheeks with mascara streaks trailing down them, fill my senses.

“Do you want me to suck this big fat cock, daddy?” Oh, fuck…That voice does me in.

“Daddy wants you to choke on this dick, baby doll. Suck it nice and good. Make it sloppy. You know I love it when you use your mouth.” Gripping my dick tighter, I increase my pace. “That’s it. Your hot, wet mouth feels so fucking good.” With my words, Ellie takes me even deeper, hollowing out her cheeks. She takes me all the way down her throat, swallowing. Oh shit! This feels so fucking good, too damn real.

Popping off my dick, she says, “Do you want to come in my mouth, daddy? I’ll make sure to swallow every drop for you.”

“I’m going to fill this pretty little mouth up, but the next time, it’ll be your tight cunt that I’m filling up.” Thrusting my cock even deeper, she gags and spit and tears fall from her pretty little face. Images of her belly round with my baby fill my mind. She’ll be so full of my come that it’ll take no time at all to get her pregnant. “Keep going. You’re doing such a good job for daddy.” I’m about to explode. Ellie increases her pace, as she reaches up to stroke my cock in time with her mouth. Using her other hand, she grabs my balls and gives them a tight squeeze. The next thing I know, hot ropes of come are filling her…covering my abs. What the fuck? Damn, that felt so fucking real. It’ll be real one of these days. It feels like her hands and mouth were really on me.

Taking a minute to catch my breath, I’m instantly consumed by guilt. Jaxon’s funeral was today and here I am jacking off to thoughts of his wife sucking my dick. What the hell is wrong with me? Hopping up off the bed and reaching into my hamper, I grab the shirt that I had on earlier to wipe my stomach off. Once I’m cleaned, I walk back over to my bed and climb in. Pulling the covers up over my body, my mind is consumed with Ellie. Thoughts of the future and the past, what could have been, what should have been. Ellie should have been mine all those years ago. I respected Jaxon for long enough. Maybe it’s time for me to truly stake a claim on the girl that’s always been mine. Peacefully, I fall asleep with thoughts of her filling my mind.

Illiana

As my top slowly comes off, the cool air makes my sensitive nipples pebble. Fingertips glide over my left breast, tweaking the peaked bud. A strangled moan leaves my lips, and I feel wetness pool between my thighs. Lachlan presses wet open-mouthed kisses into my inner left thigh, and his scent engulfs me. Next, Lachlan gently removes my panties. The sound of a belt being unbuckled and a zipper going down are all I hear, aside from our harsh breaths filling the room.

Lowering his body between my thighs, my breath hitches. This isn’t right, but I don’t want him to stop. The feel of his calloused fingertips sliding up the inside of my thighs, inching closer and closer to where I need him the most. As a shiver trails up my spine, goosebumps litter my skin. “Such a good girl for me. I knew you would be. I’ve waited a very long time for this moment. And look how wet you are, how fucking perfect,” he says, running the tip of his tongue up my slit. Groaning, he says, “you taste better than I ever could have imagined. I bet you’ll feel even better with your tight cunt wrapped around my cock.” I’m in a daze, as his tongue flicks and sucks on my clit. My body shakes with the effects of his ministrations. Pulling my legs apart, he dives in like a man starved for my pussy. Moving one finger to my wet cunt, he glides it in easily.

“Right there, right there, Lach.” I feel him stiffen under me, but he continues, his fingers hitting a spot that has me seeing stars. “I’m going to come. Oh fuck, I’m going to…OH MY GOD,” I moan.

Leaning up onto his knees, he grabs a condom and slides it on his cock. “Are you ready to feel my cock, my good girl? I promise I’m going to make it so good for you.” Those are his last words before he leans down and thrusts into my pussy. “Damn, you’re so fucking tight,” he groans out.

I scream out and lift his shirt, digging my nails into his back. “That’s right baby, mark me.” He leans down, pressing his mouth to my throat, whispering he says, “if you’re going to mark me then I’m going to mark you too. It’ll be our secret.” He sticks his tongue out, licking along the pulse point in my throat, finding the perfect spot for what he plans to do. “You’re going to be mine Illiana, I’m going to make sure of that,” he says as he sucks the tender skin into his mouth. There’s sure to be a bruise there when he’s finished.

Picking up his thrusts, he sucks my neck even harder. Fuck, that shit is starting to sting a bit, but the pain makes my core weep. I’ve never had a man be this rough with me. I’m so close to coming again. “Come on, Illiana, come for me one more time. I want to fill this tight cunt up with my come. I might be wearing a condom right now, but next time I’ll be bare so I can fill you up, baby.” He picks up his pace, fucking me even harder. The headboard hits the wall so hard, I’m surprised no one has interrupted us. All it takes is one more thrust and my walls ripple around his cock, squeezing him, milking him dry as I come all around his cock.

As we come down, he moves to stand up from the bed. “I’ll be seeing you soon, my good girl,” he says and kisses my forehead. Damn, my body is exhausted. Feeling fully satiated, I close my eyes to sleep just a little bit longer, hearing the bedroom door close softly, my eyes close as I succumb to sleep.

The sunshine crests between the clouds shining through my bedroom window. Blinking my eyes open, I cringe as blinding pain explodes in my head and behind my eyes. What the hell did I do to myself last night, and was Lach here? That can’t be right. The last thing I remember from last night is drinking wine like a fish and taking pills. Fuck the pills. Why did I do that to myself? And do I truly regret my decision? It numbed the pain, but that was only a temporary reprieve. Wait, a damn second. Why am I naked? And why the hell am I so sore down there? It had to have been a dream. Was it really just a dream? I could have sworn that I heard him talking to me. He called me Illiana, though. Lachlan never calls me that. He always calls me Ellie. I’m so fucking confused right now.

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