Superheroes Online Boxed Set

by Dante Steel

  Fuck, he was hard, and right now, he couldn’t have that. He needed to use the other head, the one attached to his neck.

  “What did you say?” Gary asked in disbelief. His head was swimming. Elena had left the room before Gary woke up. Did she realize Nicoletta was in Superheroes Online too?

  “Don’t freak out,” Nicoletta repeated. Her gorgeous naked body tantalized him, and he should toss her some clothes so he wouldn’t be distracted. Her smooth, dark skin had felt so good beneath him last night, and he was so sore but yet so ready to go at it again…

  No.

  He shook his head and did his best not to glower at her. “The other thing you said,” he said, almost managing not to growl.

  “Oh.” Her blush was barely visible beneath her coloring. “Gary, I didn’t have a choice.”

  “How can you say that? Didn’t have a choice. There’s always a choice!” He jerked out of bed and began to pace. He had to look ridiculous, his cock fully erect as he marched back and forth, naked as the day he was born.

  She flung up her hands, her boobs shaking with the gesture, and he paused to take in her body. Nicoletta had been the first of the three he had slept with, and he almost wished he could love her and only her. Of course he loved her, but he loved the others as well, and it made everything so damn confusing.

  Except for last night. Last night, everything had been perfect. Elena and Nicoletta at the same time. Olivia joked about a harem, but, fuck, did he want that.

  But not here. Not in the game. In the real world. Once everyone all went back.

  Some of Nicoletta’s Hispanic temper was beginning to brew like a fire in her eyes and body. It was only fitting that her superpower was creating fireballs. Then again, that power had been the worst one she could’ve acquired, considering she had been afraid of fire ever since she had been burned as a girl.

  “Were you threatened?” Gary asked, his own anger brewing to the point that his fists were as tight and hard as his cock.

  “No, but—”

  “What about your future? Going to college? Figuring out your future, your life?”

  “Gary—”

  “Don’t say I’m your future,” he pleaded. “I… I’m a superhero here in the game, but back home, you know what I am. A garbage collector. A trashman. That’s it. I’m nothing special.”

  "That's not true, and you know it," she said firmly. She got onto her knees and maneuvered herself over to the edge of the bed so she could reach out and touch Gary's fist. "And I wasn't going to say you're my future."

  “Oh,” he said, feeling embarrassed. “Well, good. I guess.”

  He had hoped she would laugh at that, but her expression was super serious.

  “It’s summer right now. I don’t need to worry about school. And besides, a friend is in danger. He’s trapped in a game, and when the developers came for me, I didn’t resist, but I also wouldn’t exactly say I went willingly. They just took me.”

  A stab of coldness rushed down Gary’s back, and his cock started to go limp. “You were kidnapped?”

  “Not exactly. I don’t remember much of what happened, to be honest.” She frowned. “I had a lot to drink and—”

  “Is Olivia in the game too?”

  The two had decided to room together for the summer.

  “I don’t think so. She was passed out when they arrived.”

  “Who?” he pressed.

  “I don’t remember their names. It was dark.” She rubbed the back of her neck, her dark nipples dancing as her big breasts bounced. “I’m not sure. But, Gary, even if they had given me a choice, I would’ve come.”

  “Why?” he whispered, pained.

  “Because.” She wrapped her arms around her neck and pulled him closer for a quick kiss before yanking him down onto the bed. Gary fell on top of her.

  Giggling, she wrapped her long legs around his waist and arched her back, rubbing against his cock. Her slickness washed over him, bringing his dick back to life. He shouldn’t. He should pull back and—

  Fuck it. With one thrust, he entered her deeply. Nicoletta gasped, her lips forming a perfect "O" shape, and he licked those full, luscious lips before invading her mouth with his tongue. Her nails raked down his back, and he pulled away to give her a wicked grin.

  If she wanted it rough, he would give it to her rough.

  He shifted back onto his hips, forcing her perfect ass into the air. Both hands gripped her ass cheeks, and he timed it perfectly to thrust deep and slap her ass. She shrieked.

  “Do you like that?” he asked.

  She nodded, breathing heavy, and mouthed, “Please.”

  Without warning, he pulled out and flipped Nicoletta onto her stomach and eased her onto all fours. Her ass had a large red handprint on one side. The other needed to match.

  He spread her legs a little wider apart and slapped the other cheek. Her wetness dripped down her legs.

  “Give it to me,” she whimpered.

  “Don’t worry,” he murmured as he cupped her, running his fingers against her folds. “I will.”

  She rocked back and forth, and he slid two then three fingers inside of her. With his other hand, he found her clit, and she shrieked, her walls clenching him tightly as more liquid gushed.

  Fuck, he wished his cock had been inside when she had squirted.

  “You know what you are,” Gary murmured as he gripped her ass and rubbed his cock against her opening, torturing them both by not entering just yet.

  “What am I?” she asked. She twisted her neck to look at him. There was lust in her eyes, yes, but there was also something else, something deeper.

  Instead of answering, he slid inside of her. God, she was so tight, so wet. He hadn’t thought it was possible for a girl to get this drenched. As much as he wanted to pound into her, he held still, his fingers going back to work on her clit. She whimpered, moaning and rocking back and forth on his cock.

  “So fucking wet,” Gary grunted. “So fucking… Oh, fuck.”

  “Give it to me!” she screamed, rocking harder.

  Continuing to rub her clit, Gary thrust in and out, slamming into her only a few times before her powerful orgasm nearly forced his cock out of her. The feeling of her walls squeezing his cock like a vice and the feeling of her juices dripping out of her and down to his balls made Gary explode. His cum shot a heavy load into her, and then he collapsed onto the bed on his side.

  Nicoletta giggled and curled in front of him, having him spoon her. She cheekily rubbed her ass against his still-hard cock before turning to face him and cupping his cheek.

  “So that’s what I am, huh? So fucking wet?” The glint in her eye was adorable and alluring.

  “No. Well, yes, but I was going to say impulsive.”

  “Hmm. I can’t deny that.” She shrugged.

  He reached over and tweaked her nipple. Her eyelids fluttered closed.

  “Aren’t you glad I’m here?” she whispered.

  “I’m glad we finished before Elena walked in with our breakfast.”

  Nicoletta brushed her hair back and pressed her breasts against his chest, pinning his one hand between them. “You wouldn’t have wanted a repeat of last night?”

  His cock jumped at the memory.

  She laughed. “Yeah, I thought so.”

  “So, you’re okay with it?” he asked in disbelief.

  “With being in the game or being with you?”

  “Well, er, ah…” He rubbed the back of his neck.

  He couldn’t exactly say with being in my harem. Or with being impaled by my dick. Or with being one of my loves.

  So he said nothing, like a coward.

  “It’s fine that I’m in the game. Trust me. I want to be here.” She grimaced. “How I got here notwithstanding.”

  “I don’t know,” he muttered. “I’m in the game, Elena, now you. More of us are in it, but are we any closer to getting out?”

  “The developers are working on it,” she assured him. “Besid
es.” She ran her hands over the swell of his pecs. “I don’t think it’s a big deal at all. Smaug’s dead. We’re too powerful for anything to hurt us. We’re superheroes.” She winked. “Real superheroes since we’re actually here in the game.”

  He leaned down and kissed the tip of her nose. “You’re not just impulsive.”

  “No?”

  “You’re also reckless.”

  She stiffened and then admitted, “Yes, maybe.”

  “Maybe?” Gary laughed. “There’s no maybe about it.”

  “All right, so I am.”

  “I mean, you can’t even remember how exactly you came to be here. You said you didn’t have a choice—”

  “I didn’t!”

  “I just…”

  “What, Gary, what? You just wish… that I hadn’t come?”

  “I’d never regret that,” he said with a grin, trying to lighten the sudden tension in the room by wiggling his eyebrows. “After all, you’re coming twice is my fault.”

  She rolled her eyes and muttered something in Spanish. Most likely a curse.

  “You wish I hadn’t entered the game. Is that right?” she demanded.

  His one hand was still trapped between their chests, and he could feel just how fast her heart was racing. She was pissed as only a Latina woman could be.

  Even now, when she was furious with him, she was hot as hell.

  “I want you to live your life. I don’t… I didn’t want this for you,” he tried to explain.

  “But it’s fine for Elena to be here, isn’t it?” she demanded. “Why her and not me?”

  “I never said—”

  “You know what?” She sat up, climbed out of bed, and began to dress. Her superhero attire was somewhat modest in that her boobs weren’t visible. An orange color like fire with dark hues decorated the side. The outfit was so tight that he could see the outline of her abs through it. The rear was lower cut and revealed the fire tattoos on her upper back and down her arms. He had wondered before if the fire tattoos reached her ass. They didn’t, but her ass was still plenty fine without them.

  “Nicoletta,” he said as he scrambled out of bed and began to dress, too. Shoving an erect cock into superhero garb wasn’t easy and distracted him a little.

  “Don’t ‘Nicoletta’ me,” she snapped. To complete her outfit, she put on a hip-hugging belt, elbow-length gloves, and a fiery-looking headpiece that reminded Gary of the fire in Nicoletta’s eyes.

  “I didn’t mean to upset you,” Gary protested. “Please. Let’s talk about this.”

  “Fine. We’ll talk. My turn to tell you what I didn’t mean. I didn’t mean…” She inhaled deeply and then exhaled through her nose. “I regret sleeping with you and Elena.”

  Chapter Two

  “And sleeping with you just now,” Nicoletta added.

  Gary’s jaw dropped. She was trying to hurt him, right? That couldn’t possibly be true.

  “You don’t mean that,” he said.

  “Telling me how I can and can’t feel, are you?”

  Gary had never heard or seen Nicoletta this angry before.

  “No. Not at all. I… You…” He shrugged helplessly. He hadn’t meant to upset her, and he was even more baffled as to how he could set things straight. The last thing he had wanted to do was to ruin everything.

  No. The last thing he wanted was to hurt any of the girls. That was part of the reason he had taken so long to tell them all how he felt. He hadn’t been sure they could accept all of them being together.

  Hell, he was still trying to accept that he wanted a harem.

  But it wasn’t just about the sex. The sex was amazing, yes, but he had feelings for them all. Hell, he loved them all. That was why he had been so worried. He loved them almost despite himself. Any guy would be lucky to have one of them. What made him think he was special enough that he should have all three? Plus, he wasn’t used to opening himself up to anyone, let alone three women.

  “I just…” Gary didn’t have the words to express his thoughts.

  “Stop.” Nicoletta held up a gloved hand and stomped toward the door. Before she could reach for the knob, the door opened, and Elena strolled in carrying a tray with eggs and bacon.

  Gary salivated. “That looks amazing, doesn’t it, Nicoletta? Let’s eat. Then we can talk.”

  “No thank you,” she said stiffly. She nodded formally to Elena.

  The superhero with mostly metal limbs eyed Nicoletta and then did a double take. “You look different.”

  Nicoletta hesitated.

  Compared to her avatar, Nicoletta looked more beautiful. Her nose was sharper, her eyes had more expression, and her lips were fuller. For having just woken up, her black hair was as slick and straight as ever.

  She was hot, but it was the fire within her that aroused Gary so much.

  “I have to get out of here,” Nicoletta said, and she rushed past Elena.

  Elena sighed and pouted as Nicoletta slammed the door behind her. “I went to all of this trouble to find some eggs—”

  “What kind of eggs?” Gary asked. “I never saw any chickens here.”

  The redheaded woman shrugged. “I found the eggs and didn’t stick around to wait for momma to come around and fight me.”

  “And the bacon?”

  She smiled. “Do you want to know all of my secrets?” she teased.

  “Yes.”

  “I would expect fresh eggs and bacon every morning.”

  “Who says I’m not okay with that?” he asked as he walked over and took the tray from her. He placed it on the bed and then claimed her hands. “Elena…”

  “So,” Elena said, brushing her elbow-length hair back. It astounded him that her hair had grown that long. Her bangs perfectly framed her beautiful eyes. “Nicoletta is in the game, too.”

  Gary cringed. As much as he had lost it when he had discovered Elena had crossed over and then failed to hide his freak-out about Nicoletta, he had to prepare for Elena’s reaction.

  To his shock, she smiled. “We just need Olivia to be here for the harem to be complete.”

  Gary’s jaw dropped. Elena was joking about the harem. His harem.

  Out of all of them, Elena had seemed the most reluctant about the whole harem thing. They had connected right away because Gary hadn't been a chauvinist pig like a lot of gamers were. They had quested together and become friends, and it hadn't been a surprise when he fell for her.

  But not just her.

  That was the issue.

  Olivia was the opposite. She loved the girls as much as she loved Gary. She was the only one Gary hadn’t slept with yet.

  And he wouldn’t, not yet, not while Nicoletta was upset with him. In fact, he wouldn’t sleep with any if one was angry with him. It didn’t feel right.

  Elena turned to the food, and Gary was grateful the moment had passed because he wasn’t sure how to respond to her harem comment. In some ways, he felt so damn selfish to love all three of them. Why couldn’t he be normal and be a one-woman man?

  Then again, he had never truly been in love before.

  The eggs were delicious. The seasoning was a bit different than he was used to, and the perfectly crunchy bacon amazed him. The berries she had collected were good too, but they had berries almost every day, and they weren’t nearly as impressive as the rest of the meal.

  “This is great,” he gushed and then shoved another forkful of eggs into his mouth.

  Her cheeks flushed, and he loved that he could so easily embarrass her.

  “I do know how to cook,” she said.

  “I thought you were a baker. Isn’t there a difference?”

  “Yes,” she admitted, “but I’m good enough that I can do both.” She lifted her chin as if daring him to disagree.

  “Why haven’t you been cooking for us all along?” he asked suspiciously.

  She snorted. “Why should I have to wait on you hand and foot when there are NPCs who can cater to us?”

  “You mean be
our slaves.”

  “No. I mean cater. We do pay them.”

  “With the rupas we steal from dead supervillains and vampires,” Gary deadpanned.

  "Hey. When you live in a game, you gotta play by the rules." She bit into a slice of bacon.

  “I’ll play by your rules,” he blurted.

  “My rules?” Elena lifted her eyebrows and smiled almost coyly.

  Damn, was she a fast learner when it came to flirting. To some guys, she might seem a bit gruff and rough around the edges, but she wasn’t. Not at all.

  She flexed and unflexed one hand, and he seized it, tracing his fingers along hers. “Is this the hand…”

  Elena stiffly nodded.

  “Is it better here in the game?”

  “Yes,” she whispered.

  “Better than back at your home?”

  She nodded again, and her eyes shone with unshed tears.

  “I’m glad,” he said, squeezing her hand.

  An injury had left her nearly unable to use her one hand. That her superpower in the game had been metallic hands, basically super powerful hands, seemed to be a twisting knife in the back. But the more she played, the more her hand in the real world began to slowly work, too.

  “You know,” Gary said slowly, reasoning through this as he spoke. “I used to think that it was terrible, despicable even, that the developers’ quiz at the beginning of the game seemed to find our worst fears or weaknesses. But look at you. Your hand. You’re able to fight in the game, but back home, you were getting ready to ice and decorate desserts and open your own bakery. Look at Nicoletta. She hardly seems afraid of her fire anymore. Look at Olivia and her fear of heights. She can fly sky high now!”

  “Do you think it’s the same with everyone?” Elena asked.

  "That everyone's superpowers were based off their fears or weakness? Maybe. I doubt it would've just been just you three."

  “Hmm. I wonder what about you, though, with having no powers at the start.”

  “That was a glitch,” Gary said.

  “Hmm,” Elena repeated. “Maybe.”

  “Hey, what’s that supposed to mean?”

  “Nothing.” She waved his question away. “The mages. What about them?”

  “Maybe they have no fears, no weakness.”