Chapter Eighteen
Oh, fuck it. These two already knew my past. What use was it to waver now?
“If either one of you runs away screaming, you’re out of the super-secret club,” I teased as I started tugging my sleeve. We had a little over an hour until Alec’s parents came home, and it looked like these two needed some incentive, some reassurance that this wasn’t weird.
After all, life was only as weird as you made it.
“What are you…” Xander’s words caught in his throat as he watched me take off my shirt.
I set my shirt atop my phone, getting to my feet as I kicked off my shoes and worked at the button on my waist. Within a moment, I stood before them both in nothing but my underwear. Thank God I’d worn a decent pair, not a hole in sight. I’d call that a win.
“So,” I began, sitting back down, “where were we?” I stretched out my legs between Alec and Xander, aware their eyes were eating me up. They weren’t even sneaky about it. “You were just telling me how weird this would be, I think.” I wiggled my toes; both boys definitely caught the movement. “Me, personally, I think it’s weird I’m the only one in my underwear.”
Xander and Alec met eyes, and I could tell both had an inner war going on. Who would break first? Who would take off their clothes and join me first? It was a battle of wills, and whoever broke first would win.
“I’m getting kind of cold,” I whined, reaching a finger up, toying with a strap on my bra. Off my shoulder, back on my shoulder. Off, on, off, on, all the while having their rapt attention on me. With both of my bra straps hanging off my shoulders, I said, “Tell me if I’m crossing too many lines here. I’d hate to make either one of you uncomfortable.” I reached behind me, unhooking my bra and releasing my breasts. Apparently these boys needed more incentive.
I felt…strangely beautiful right now. Like my scars didn’t exist. Like Alec and Xander saw me for me and thought me some pretty thing, and not broken, used-up trash. The feeling was partially why I was being so confident, so outgoing.
Alec was the first who moved, crawling to my side, his hand snaking around my back as he pulled me onto his lap. His lips met my neck, and I let out a soft sigh when his heated breath and fervent kisses sent my mind tumbling. This felt better than I imagined it would, better than that night at the party, when I’d nearly had sex with him. This was…this was amazing.
When Alec started getting a little too handsy, when I felt something hard stirring below me, I pulled away from him, turning to Xander, who watched us under his shaggy black hair. His eyes were dark and unreadable. I couldn’t tell where his mind was at, but I needed to know. I crawled off Alec’s lap, moving on my hands and knees toward him.
Xander did not move away; not that I expected him to. He let me crawl onto him, let me wrap my arms around his neck and pull his face to mine. Our lips met, and I tasted the cool metal of his lip ring, toying with it, running my tongue over it, making Xander moan into me. His greedy hands were on my back, running up and down my spine. His dick was already hard in his pants; must’ve gotten hard from watching Alec and I. I couldn’t say why, but I liked the idea that he enjoyed watching.
I sluggishly pulled myself off Xander, grinning at both boys. “So…” I started. “About what I said before—”
“You don’t take no for an answer, do you?” Alec murmured, his voice heavy with wanting. “Fine.”
Beside me, Xander whispered, “I need you.”
“And just so we’re clear,” I said, glancing at them both, “until Snowball, this relationship doesn’t leave this room. We can be friends at school, but no hand-holding, no longing looks, and most definitely no kisses.” I added the last one after Xander reached for my arm, trailing kisses up it. The feeling of his lip ring dancing across my flesh made a fire burn between my legs.
They agreed, although it was begrudging. We found ourselves on Alec’s bed, me nestled between them, turning to each of them, smothering them with passionate kisses as my hands helped them out of their clothes. I was the meat in this sandwich, and I was more than fine with it.
Leah was going to die when I told her I had a threesome. Just die. She would flip shit, and hopefully be super jealous and non-judgmental. Leah was good with that sort of stuff.
Soon enough, all three of us wore nothing above the waist, and only our underwear below it. No matter which way I turned, I felt two hard dicks poking me, a constant reminder that I had two horny boys near me, waiting for their relief. Well, guess what? I wanted my release, too.
I pulled my lips off Alec’s, flipping until I lay on my back between them. I started wiggling out of my panties as I said, “I want one of you down there, and the other up here.” I gestured to my mouth. Maybe I was being greedy, but oh well. I was young. Time to live it up, right? Plus, I was on birth control, so no matter how messy this got, I was covered.
Xander and Alec looked at each other. Something unspoken passed between them, and Alec was the one who moved and placed himself between my legs. Just when I was worried I was going to have to specify that I wanted his mouth, I watched him lower his face to my apex, his tongue meeting my body in the best of ways.
With Alec between my legs, Xander moved on top of me, his dick pressing hard against his boxers—black, of course. His body was thin and pale, almost matching the small, crisscrossing scars on his arms, but he was sexy all the same. He kept his legs wide, so as to not knock Alec’s mouth off me, and his arms came down around my head, holding himself up.
Heat, molten and fiery, traveled up my body, radiating from all the eager work Alec was doing on my clit. I let out a moan, only able to get one out before Xander stifled the rest of my sounds with his mouth. This time, it was Xander who pushed his tongue into my mouth, and I arched my back, needing more, craving every bit of pleasure these two could give me.
I ran my hands up his bare sides, running my nails down his back, causing Xander to break away and murmur, “Shit. That feels good.”
Grinning, I ran my nails up his sides, watching as he shuddered. Good to know he liked that. Had to tuck that away for future use. I brought his mouth back down to mine, trying to divide my focus between Alec and Xander. I failed though; I failed the moment I felt something enter me. One of Alec’s fingers.
“You’re so fucking wet,” Alec breathed out, his breath hot against my skin, and then he got back to work, licking and sucking me while pumping his finger in and out, finding a spot inside of me that made my toes want to curl.
It was not long before I felt the familiar pressure building inside of me. Just like it had that night when I was on the phone with Alec, only this time, I wasn’t alone. This time I had both Alec and Xander with me. Needless to say, this orgasm put that one to shame.
I turned my head, crying out as I came. I pulled Xander’s chest down onto mine, needing to hold onto something. My muscles clenched, and I felt my inner walls start to tremble. Heat flooded through me, tingling every nerve, every part of me until I was seeing stars. When the orgasm was done, its pleasure still lingering, I smiled a wide, incredulous grin.
That was the best orgasm I ever had in my life. Hands down. No joke. It was earth-shattering. After that particular orgasm, I would never be the same. I doubted I could walk.