Chapter 13
David'sblue eyes are ice-white in the moonlight, his body completely naked from shifting back from being a wolf. My eyes are drawn to his cock, which is half-hard and lazily bobbing between his thighs as he approaches us, his eyes on me.
"Ari." Crossing his arms, he leans against a tree trunk, looking somehow wild and ridiculously young at the same time. "I guess you're feeling well enough to have fun with Xavier. Does that mean you've picked him as your boyfriend out of the three of us? I guess I can get the appeal, though you should know that he uses that gross charcoal toothpaste and leaves the toilet seat up."
Although his words are easy and careless, there's anger and hurt beneath them. Bitter David, raised as he was, has no idea how to ask for what he wants or needs—after all, he never got it growing up. So I'll have to show him what he means to me, as well as telling him with words.
"I'm not picking any one of you," I reassure him, getting to my feet and motioning for Xavier to leave us be, which he does with one searching look towards his best friend. "It's the four of us together, no matter what. I love you just as much as I love Xavier, I promise."
David looks at me for a long, silent moment, his gaze heavy with unspoken emotion. "As long as you don't like Reggie more than either one of us. That idiot has nothing to offer I don't, and he's—"
Instead of telling him to shut up, I get down on my knees in front of him, part my lips, and take his cock into my mouth with a steadying hand on its shaft.
That shuts him up quickly.
It's also a pretty good way of nailing that whole show-don't-tell thing my mother always talked about. Not to mention, the weight of his cock head on my tongue anchors me here to the real world, with all its rawness, more than anything. Between that and the twigs pressing into my bare knees I'm starting to feel Hell and all its misery fade behind me.
It takes a moment of two for me to figure out the right angle and amount of pressure to apply, but with David's encouragement and his guiding hand digging into my short blue hair, I figure it out quickly. Stroking my hand back and forth on his cock and sucking on the first few inches, I urge him to hardness, my spit slicking his skin. He tastes salty and bitter on my tongue in a way that's not unpleasant.
As David pants and groans, thrusts his hips forward and curses, I feel something like wicked pride in my chest. I'm doing this—I'm making his body curve around me, his toes curl in the leaves, his breathing quicken and his muscles tighten with pleasure. It's a kind of power, one that I enjoy more than I anticipated, though I fully intend to make good on his suggestion.
He is right, after all. If I'm going to have three boyfriends, I have to treat them equally. And their cum. Anything less wouldn't be fair.
Which is why, as David thrusts his cock in and out of my mouth and his moans begin to crescendo, I pull myself off his length with a pop of my lips. He groans and stares down at me, his now-slick cock painfully hard as it bobs towards his abdomen.
"Fuck, Ari. You're a little tease. I wasn't done."
"Neither am I." Pushing to my feet, I yank my pajama top off then kick my bottoms to the side, reaching between us to stroke his cock and rub myself against it. "I want to ride you until you come inside me. Go sit down on the picnic table."
Smirking, David pinches my waist and cups my breasts with greedy hands. "And if I don't obey?"
"You won't get to come." To demonstrate, I position my hand on the base of his cock and squeeze him, hard, then step back so our skin isn't in contact at all. "I want your cum inside me. Last I checked, you want it too. Coming in my mouth can wait... we have all the time in the world now, after all."
"Fuck." His eyes flutter closed as I reach down to gently cup his balls, enjoying the way it makes his cock twitch and leak precum. "You're hot as fuck, Ari. I almost thought it was the magic that did that to you, but..."
"We fucked a few dozen times in Hell. I figured things couldn't be that different up here. I still remember what you like—and it feels so much better in flesh and blood, doesn't it?"
"Yes." David's breathing is ragged, his eyes black with desire as they snap back open. "Your mouth, your hand, all of it—it's amazing on my cock. Like the best fucking feeling in the world. It isn't the only reason, but this is why I love you, Ari Wolfe."
I laugh a little, touched even as heat for his body strokes through me. "I love you too, David. Now go on—sit. Stay."
"I'm a wolf, not a dog." Growling, he pounces on me and kisses my lips. "Untamed. Undomesticated. Remember that."
And instead of doing what I says, he grabs me by the waist and lifts me up, then spins around and backs up until his legs hit the picnic table. Folding down onto it, he pulls me onto his lap and drags my body down towards his cock, groaning as his shaft misses my entrance and presses against my abdomen.
Bending my legs and squeezing my thighs against him, I point out, "This is why you do what I say. Because you... have terrible pussy-aim."
Reaching down to grab his shaft, I push up with my legs and position him between my lower lips. Then, biting my lips and staring directly into his gorgeous blue eyes, I slowly sink onto his length and let his cock push inside me completely.
The groan that leaves his lips makes the slow agony of sinking onto him worth it. I want nothing more than to ride him hard and fast, to press my body against his and feel him release himself inside me, but first I want to savor every inch of his hardness inside me.
David's fingers dig into my hips as he guides me up and down on his length. My body is still wet and warm from Xavier's cock inside me, and David's cock is slick with spit. He groans as I slip onto him with ease, leaning forward until my nipples brush against his bare chest and tease him with the touch of my breasts on his.
Our lips meet, and he leans back so he can fuck up inside me with abandon. Thighs bouncing, I gasp and groan at the brush of his body against mine every time he fucks deep inside me. My fingers reach down and find my clit, pressing against it and enjoying the slip of his cock against my touch. Grinding down onto him, I work my clit until I feel the spark of orgasm inside me, my toes curling and my body falling forward onto David's chest as my release nears.
He groans and bottoms out inside me as my pussy clenches around him. Biting the edge of my jaw and digging his grip into my hips, he pummels my body with his cock and grunts as his balls pull up against the base of his cock and cum streaks out of him. I whimper at the warmth of it splashing inside me and slipping out against my fingers as I work my clit through my own orgasm.
David comes for a long, agonizing moment, thrusting in and out a few times weakly, his cock coated in his release. Our mouths meet in a passionate, sloppy kiss, and I pull off him reluctantly as he finishes emptying inside of me, my thighs slick and messy with cum. He leans forward to chase my mouth with his own, his breath coming in hard, fast pants, his expression relaxed in a way it never is.