“Oh,” I interrupted with a chuckle. “I don’t know about all that…”
“Then what would you call the thing you did back there?” James’s eyes locked on mine, inquisitiveness swimming within his irises. “That mind control thing?”
“I can’t explain it,” I said, which was more or less the truth.
Ayden and James gawked at me as if that weren’t a valid answer.
“Have you practiced it a bunch of times?” Ayden asked.
“Not really.” I answered with a casual shrug to try and downplay the ability. “I just concentrated on the trees and they caught fire.”
“Were you thinking about fire?” James asked.
“Yes.” I nodded. “I was imagining the fire igniting within the heart of the tree and sending a glorious blaze around it that would be a distraction. I focused on the leaves and the branches and vividly pictured them in a fiery inferno.”
Ayden and James continued to stare at me as if they were in awe of what I was saying, even though I didn’t feel any different than I normally did.
“And the guards?” Ayden leaned in even closer to me so that our faces were only a few inches apart.
“Yes, them too.” I acknowledged. “I pictured them dropping their swords to the ground with absentminded and distracted expressions on their faces and fog in their brains.”
“Well, it worked.” James chuckled and exchanged a glance with Ayden, shifting his weight.
“Indeed, it did,” Ayden said and nodded assertively, focusing his attention back to me. “Have you have done this before?” he asked.
I swallowed hard and paused, concentrating my attention on a butterfly hovering around outside of the tent walls that I could see through the open flap.
“I have started a fire before,” I whispered quietly. “Yes.”
“You seem like you’re ashamed of it,” Ayden said and cupped his masculine, warm hand over mine.
I finally found enough bravery to look him in the eye. “I don’t know. Maybe.”
“You should be insanely proud.” Ayden inspected me as if he was trying to figure out why I wasn’t reacting with more excitement. “None of us can do stuff like that.”
I wrinkled my forehead. “You can’t? But you’re shifters too.”
“That doesn’t mean that we were born with such a remarkable gift,” James said with chagrin.
“It’s not like I can do it on a whim,” I said.
“That’s what it looked like to me out there,” Ayden said with a gentle smile that triggered my desire.
It was as if his handsome blue eyes pierced an arrow of lust and love directly into my heart. I didn’t want to talk about had happened in the woods anymore. I wanted their full-blown attention. I wanted to release the sensuality I was feeling. I wanted to pour out my soul and display my affections for them.
Unfortunately, James and Ayden weren’t yet on the same page as me.
“We can use your talents to our advantage.” James furrowed his eyebrows in concentration as he stared at me. I could almost see the gears working in his brain.
“What do you mean?” I said.
“Yes,” Ayden exclaimed animatedly. “I agree with you one hundred percent.
“Use me?” I didn’t like the way they phrased it, even if they had looks of adoration on their faces.
“Not like that.” Ayden shook his head.
I absorbed their affectionate gazes, wanting to keep the picture of their faces in my mind’s eye for as long as time would allow.
“Then what?” I asked, inspecting them and searching their eyes for depth and meaning.
James and Ayden exchanged a glance and then looked at me, breathing in deeply.
“Well,” James began, “we think that your mind control abilities are a great way for us to defend ourselves, as well as the rebellion camp as a whole.”
“Really?” I sat up straight, feeling zealous now. “You think that I have the internal resources to protect all of us?”
“That’s right.” Ayden nodded. I saw only sincerity flickering in his eyes as he poured out a handsome smile to snatch up my heart and run with it.
Ayden cupped my hand in his and stroked my arm. He was so nurturing. “We can use your talents to our advantage to tear down the enemy. We have now witnessed the substantial impact it can make.”
“There was this one time…” I said, licking my lips. I was getting excited and gaining confidence. Perhaps I wasn’t the ugly duckling I’d been led to believe.
“Yeah?” James and Ayden looked at me as if they were hanging on the edge of their seats.
“Thom had tied me up,” I continued. “There was an emergency of some kind upstairs. He got distracted by it and left me tied to the bed by these ropes. I got out of them…using my mind.”
I peered up at the pair to gauge their reactions.
“How did you do it?” James asked. His stare didn’t waver.
“I concentrated just like I did in the woods,” I said. “I imagined the ropes turning to dust and falling off my wrists.”
“And…it happened? You made them fall off?” Ayden asked.
“They disintegrated into nothing,” I said. “I got loose.”
“Did you have hell to pay for it later?” Ayden asked with a grimace.
“Yeah…” I trailed off and focused on his knuckles. His fingers were still interlocked with mine.
I didn’t want to think about that right now. I lifted my gaze and looked at both of them. The shapes of their faces turned blurry as warm tears began to well in my eyes.
“All my life…I’ve been told I was different, that I was not like everyone else. I’ve felt like an outcast, even among my own kind.”
A terrible lump formed in my throat and felt like a pebble that had gotten stuck there. A giant brick weighed heavy in my stomach.
“You aren’t an outcast, sweetheart,” James whispered and ran his fingers through my hair.
I absolutely loved it when the guys played with my hair. It was so sensual, so intimate. I didn’t feel like damaged goods when I was with them. They made me feel like melting into a puddle of lust.
“You are special, someone to be admired,” Ayden added.
“Thank you.” I gave them each a private look of desire. “You really help me feel better when I need it the most.”
Ayden squeezed my hand and let out a soft laugh. “That’s what we’re here for.”
“You have helped us tremendously to overcome our own challenges,” James admitted with a fond expression.
I looked at him. “Like what?”
He had a flirty grin on his face. “Like…sexual stuff.”
I couldn’t help but return his infectious smile. “Yeah?”
I wanted him to keep talking about sexy things.
“That’s right,” he confessed. “I am progressing immensely. I was a broken shifter who had been abused by a Master. Don’t forget that you are not alone. You were never alone.”
“That’s reassuring to hear,” I said.
“I don’t want to be blindfolded during sex anymore,” he said. “I don’t need it. I want to be able to look at your beautiful body while I run my hands all over it. I want to gaze deep into your eyes and watch your facial expression changing as you reach orgasm.”
A tingle began to surge between my legs and I felt my panties dampen with arousal. This conversation was a major turn on.
“Keep talking,” I grinned.
I glanced down at Ayden’s pants and saw a bulge of longing growing there. It made my heart pound with excitement to know I was the reason for his own arousal.
“I don’t need to be tied up now,” Ayden said. “I want to be able to use my hands to touch you and enjoy the pleasure I get by putting my hands on every surface of your gorgeous body.”
“Thanks,” I said and nibbled on my bottom lip.
“I especially don’t want to be tied up now that I know the story of how your Master did it to you.” There was
a melancholy tone in Ayden’s voice.
“Yeah.” I nodded somberly. “Those aren’t good memories.”
“Let’s help you forget them now,” James said and leaned in closer to me. “Let’s wash away the pain and darkness of your past.”
He pressed his lips to mine with a kiss that made fireworks pop in the sky. I saw my world light up before my eyes. I parted my lips and kissed him back with vigor and passion.
I felt a swell of desire run from my head down to my toes. He raked his hands through my hair and nibbled on my neck while I gently scratched my nails up and down his back.
Ayden wanted to get in on the action too. I saw him lean in as well, readjusting himself to get closer to me. He reached his hand between my legs and began swirling a circle of pleasure around between the slit of my pussy. It drove me crazy. I instantly began to moan, biting on James’s lips as Ayden brought me to the brink of ecstasy.
I felt their burning need through the blazing touch of their fingertips on my skin. They began to simultaneously undress me. When all three of us were naked, we just stared among each other, absorbing the true magic and intimacy of the moment.
My heart pounded in unison with theirs. I was breathing heavily now, caught in the full swing of passion. The chemistry poured out of our souls and buzzed around the room as the guys each took turns fondling my breasts and stroking my clit with their fingers.
My moans and cries of pleasure began to intensify along with the sensational bliss of their touch. I appreciated the closeness we shared, even as a threesome. The guys seemed to take delight in being able to share me. There wasn’t an ounce of jealousy or animosity flowing through the tent to corrupt our pleasure.
James reached behind him to zip the tent flap in order to enhance the privacy of our naughty little game. I hoped that the gesture would be enough to give us some undisturbed ecstasy and ensure a dose of maximum pleasure.
“I now know that I can appreciate the closeness between us if I can see you,” James groaned into my ear. “Now I know what I’ve been missing this entire time.”
“It’s wonderful, isn’t it?” I beamed.
“Yes.” He showered kisses on my neck as Ayden planted them on my naked breasts.
“I want you both to fuck me at the same time,” I moaned.
“I would love that.” Ayden’s eyes dazzled with excitement.
“Are you okay with anal?” James asked. “I don’t have any lube, but I can lick my fingers and stroke them inside of you to wet the area.”
“I love that idea,” I said and smiled at his suggestion.
Ayden continued to caress my clitoris, bringing my vagina an ample amount of pleasure. I could feel how engorged I was. I felt my outer pussy lips swelling and throbbing with desire. I couldn’t wait for these sexy men to fill up my holes with their giant cocks.
James wiggled his finger around in my backside hole, giving me a new sensation of pleasure that I hadn’t been expecting. Then he became generous as he pushed two, then three fingers in.
“I’m just getting you ready,” he said. “Don’t worry, I’ll go slowly. I won’t hurt you. I can promise you that.”
“I’m prepared for this amazing anal,” I said, and we all laughed.
I was going to cum soon just from Ayden’s fingers sliding up and down my wet clitoris. It was a whole different sensation of pleasure to have him rubbing my pussy while James finger fucked me anally.
After a few minutes, I lost all control. I let go of the pleasure that was building inside of me and let it erupt like a geyser. I came with passion. I arched my back and moaned, relishing the guys’ fingers inside of both my holes as I climaxed.
As soon as I had finished and was recovering, James began to smear some of my warm and juicy cum into my asshole to lubricate it naturally. He slid his fingers inside of me again and pushed a little, wiggling them around.
“I think I have it wet enough now,” he said. “Your cum dripping down from your pussy to your asshole helped act as a natural lube.”
“Good,” I breathed out sensually. I was completely relaxed now, ripe and ready to feel the flood of their girth push up inside of me.
“I’ll go first while its open,” James said.
Ayden nodded. “I’ll slide in from the front once you are comfortable and give me the green light.”
“Okay,” I affirmed with an engaging smile.
James pushed the tip of his pulsing cock into my puckered asshole. I gasped as he filled me.
“Does it hurt?” he asked in a concerned voice.
“No.” I shook my head to coax him along. “It feels amazing. Just go…slowly.”
“Of course, baby,” he purred into my ear.
Little by little, with sexy grunts, James maneuvered his way into my asshole. He did it in sections with tiny thrusts to keep me satisfied and craving more of him inside of me.
“It feels so weird, but in a wonderful way,” I moaned, gripping the sheets in front of me as I sat on James’s lap, facing away from him. I began to grind my hips in unison with his. Once we found a rhythm and a technique that felt good to me, I nodded to Ayden.
“Okay. I’m ready for you now.”
“Great.” He looked eager and hungry for me as he filled up my vagina with his massive cock from the front.
I was sandwiched in between the two gorgeous guys as they thrust together, one in the front and one from behind. I moaned as Ayden grabbed my breasts and squeezed them while James squeezed my ass cheeks from behind. He pulled on my hair a little too, enhancing the pleasure for me.
I bounced up and down on James’s lap as Ayden slid in and out of me with ease. Ayden pressed his chest to mine, and I leaned back to feel James’s skin on mine too. I felt their pounding heartbeats.
I couldn’t take it anymore. I needed to cum again. It felt incredible to have both of my holes being torn apart by them in the most fantastic way possible.
I let out a moan of bliss. James followed shortly after. I felt the explosion of his cum as he unloaded it into my tight little asshole.
Ayden wasn’t far behind. Since we had forgotten all about sheathing on a condom in the height of the passion, he pulled out of me at just the right moment. He exploded his hot seed all over my belly, giving me sensational warmth.
I was hot and sticky, covered in their cum. James’s cum oozed and dripped out of my asshole. My own cum seeped out of my pussy. Once we had recovered a little, the guys began to clean me off with a damp cloth to get the stickiness off of me.
“That was amazing,” I said, still panting hard and feeling like jelly after ten minutes.
“You are a wonderful lover,” James whispered and kissed my cheek.
Ayden kissed my lips tenderly. “Thank you for that fantastic fun, baby.”
I couldn’t help but feel euphoric at their attention. I took solace in keeping my hope alive that we could have more of these private times together in a world where we would be able to feel safe and secure.
23
Blaze
I felt Sophia’s burning gaze on me before I even looked at her. When I finally turned my head and saw the compassionate way that she was staring at me, I felt like I was going to be a dam bursting before long.
“I know what you’re thinking,” she said in a serious tone with a grave expression on her face.
I chuckled and pushed a twig into the dirt, raking it around to make circular shapes in the ground. “You do?” I peered up at her, squinting in the reflective light of the late afternoon sun.
“Yes.” She nodded proudly.
She exhaled a delicately feminine sigh that made my insides feel warm and melty. She roped her hand over my waist and pressed me closer to her as we both gazed out at the horizon of mountainous woods. They seemed to stretch on for miles, going beyond what we could see, extending on forever.
“What am I thinking then?” I tossed her a playful, sideways smirk.
Her smile was ethereal and poised. Her eyes looked wise
, as if she harbored an enormous library of wisdom in her mind.
“You don’t feel safe here,” she said. I noted sorrow in her voice.
I looked at her and really studied her features. Her ivory skin was compelling. Her silky black hair was gorgeous and smooth as a lake, when the water on the surface remained untouched like glass.
“At the camp?” I asked.
“Yes.” She nodded but didn’t look at me. She just kept staring straight ahead.
“Maybe a little.” I admitted.
She looked at me and narrowed her eyes. “You don’t feel safe anywhere.”
I chuckled ironically. “Do you?”
“No.” There wasn’t a trace of humor in her features.
“So?” I asked. “What should we do about that?”
She let out another profound sigh. “Honestly, I’m not really sure right now.”
I smiled. “Me either.”
She hugged me tightly to her body again. I felt a strong bond to her because I was the one who found her in the river and saved her on that fateful day back at the bunker.
“Doesn’t it feel like it was a million years ago that we met?” I asked.
Sophia chuckled softly and looked at her knees. “Yeah. A little bit.”
The gentle breeze fluttered through her hair. She was so beautiful and peaceful looking in that precise moment.
She glanced up at me and searched my eyes with a heartwarming expression. She was enchanting to my senses.
“I’m so grateful that you found me.”
“Me too.” I gave her a humble smile and reached over to stroke her soft cheek.
“We definitely have a spiritual connection. Don’t you think?” She gave me an expectant gaze.
“I would be lying if I said no,” I said with another smile aimed to penetrate her heart with desire and passion.
She looked satisfied with my answer, as if it vindicated the way she privately felt inside. I wanted to spend an eternity with her, and even that didn’t seem like it would be long enough to quench my thirst for her.
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