He reached for me, pulling me right out of Alec’s and Xander’s grasp, tugging me onto his lap. While the other two muttered something under their breaths in righteous indignation, Christian smirked, his fingertips grazing my cheek. It was but a second later when his lips crashed down to mine, swallowing me up. Everything that I was, everything that I would be, I put it into the kiss. I drew my hands up his chest, turning to straddle him as his tongue slipped into my mouth.
Christian leaned back, swapping places with me so he could be on top. He broke our kiss to say, “Nice pajamas, but I think they’ll look better off.” His voice came out low, more ragged than I’d ever heard him, and my whole body shuddered when I felt his hands working to yank off my fuzzy duck pajamas, both my shorts and my top, leaving me in my underwear.
Not for long.
“Dude,” Alec practically growled out. “Who said you get her first?”
“Because you’ve had her already, haven’t you? It’s only fair” was Christian’s well-thought-out response.
I laughed, remember what Alec and Xander had done before our first time together. It was mainly my suggestion, too. Good that I could laugh about it, now. “Whatever you guys do, don’t do rock, paper, scissors.”
The three guys, all with hard-ons pressing against their pants, met eyes, wordlessly exchanging a challenge. These three…these three were really going to play rock, paper, scissors to decide who would sleep with me first.
Xander was out the first round, and he huffed to himself, sitting off to the side. Both Alec and Christian had chosen paper, while he was the loner who chose a rock. The next round, they both chose scissors. Then rock. It seemed Alec and Christian were in sync, in tune with each other. It was round number four, when Alec chose paper and Christian chose scissors, that a winner finally emerged, victorious.
“No,” Alec said, watching as Christian took his place above me, his fingers instantly toying with the hem of my panties. “Best two out of three.” The exact same line Xander had tried with him before. A part of me wondered if Alec and Xander had told Christian about their history together, but the bigger part of me knew it didn’t matter right now.
Right now, you see, was all about little old me.
“Fuck off,” Christian muttered, shooting a glare at Alec. “I beat you, so sit back and watch.” Alec grumbled, but remained mostly silent as Christian’s hands helped me out of my underwear. I now lay naked under him, shivering in the crisp air of the woods. My nipples were hardened points, which Christian took inside his mouth, one by one, as he worked on shedding his pants.
I spread my legs in anticipation, letting out a series of moans when his tongue swirled and licked my nipples. Was this real? Was this really happening? Was I really about to fuck Christian, my sworn enemy?
Yes, yes I was.
And it was amazing.
When Christian pushed his hard dick inside of me, I cried out. When he rocked his hips and drew himself in and out of me, I held onto him, showering his neck with kisses, making him moan and tremble from my touch. When he pulled at my hair and trailed along my jaw with his lips, I felt my inner walls clench around his length, milking him for all he was worth.
Our bodies, pressed against each other’s, exchanged heat. The breaths flowing from Christian’s throat were guttural and raw, and I closed my eyes, letting the sounds encase me and the feeling of his thrusting overtake me. His pounding grew harder, his balls slapping my ass with each pump of his hips, and his body tensed above mine. Christian let out a moan of pleasure as he came, unhurried in pulling out of me and making room for Alec, who must’ve taken off his clothes while Christian and I went at it.
“Now,” Alec said, positioning himself between my legs, even though my body was still tingling with the memory of Christian’s dick, “let a real man show you how it’s done.”
Christian threw him the world’s dirtiest look, and all I could do was laugh. Xander, to his credit, was waiting as patiently as he could, the impression of his dick against his pants still obvious.
These guys…were ridiculous, but they were mine.
Xander Hill, Alec Perry, and Christian Moore were mine. This was the start of something strange, scary, and new. Something wonderful and easy…something I would never trade for the world.
All of my choices, my past—it led me here, and for the first time in years, I was exactly where I wanted to be.