by Flynn Eire
"Don't touch me," I snarled as I turned to face him and move out of his reach at the same time. "Don't you ever fucking touch me again."
The look of shock on his face was almost funny. He stood there, mouth agape, with his hand still stretched out towards me.
"I'm trying to shower here, Alexander," I growled. "You made how you felt about me perfectly clear yesterday. I'm surprised the sight of my naked body doesn't disgust you."
"Oh, Dimika," he started to say gently, but I interrupted him.
"No!" I screamed so loudly it echoed in the empty locker room. "Don't call me that. Never fucking call me that again. I'm not your Dimika. I'm not your mate, your lover, or even your friend. You have no right to call me that, Alexander."
I watched the emotions play across his face as I stood there panting in anger. My fists were clenched so tightly at my sides my hands started to hurt. Reaching behind me I shut off the water, then walked around him back towards my locker. I grabbed a towel along the way and started to dry off. Once at my locker I quickly dressed in clean clothes and pulled my sneakers back on.
I knew Alexander was still close, I could feel his eyes on me.
There had been a time when I would have loved for him to stand there and watch me dress. Not now, not anymore. Now it hurt to have him looking at me like that. Without a word I went back into the gym, dirty clothes in hand, to deal with the mess I had made.
When I got there I saw some of the warriors who worked in the infirmary working on the injured men. Everyone was still unconscious except Matteo. The look on his face told me just how pissed off he was. Yeah, I'd be pissed at me too. I sighed as I turned and headed over to him.
"Want to tell me what the fuck that was all about?" He asked, growling quietly at me.
"I'm sorry, Matteo," I answered kneeling in front of him. "I kind of snapped. I-I didn't mean to do that."
"Tell me this has nothing to do with the fact that Alexander was in the room watching?"
I turned my head away from his knowing eyes, unable to meet them. "I can't talk about that, Matteo."
"What did he do to you, Dimitri?" He asked gently, reaching out and touching my arm. I looked back at his face and saw he was no longer angry, but concerned. "You can tell me, Dimitri."
"I know. I just can't talk about it," I whispered, feeling my eyes burning again. No wonder Alexander didn't want to be with me, I cried like a baby all the time now. "When I can, Matteo, I'll come to you."
"Okay, Dimitri," he replied nodding, still looking worried. "I'll handle everything here, you just go walk it off, okay?"
"Are you hurt?" I asked looking him over. "I really didn't mean to injure everyone like that."
"I know, Dimitri," Matteo said, smiling. "Big badass warrior just wiped the floor with six of his buddies. I'm fine, really. Just a dislocated shoulder from being tossed around like a doll."
"Jesus, Matteo, I really lost it," I replied, rubbing my hands over my face wearily.
"Don't worry about it, dude," Matteo chuckled. "We've all lost it at one time or another. It's all good. Just warn me the next time you want to play rough."
"Dirty, dirty, friend you are, Matteo," I snickered, knowing he had made the innuendo just to make me smile. "Thanks for handling all this for me. I think I just need to go lay down for a while."
"You do that, Dimitri," he replied patting me on the shoulder. "When you're ready to talk, I'll be here."
"Thanks." I stood and tried to collect my brains and my self-control. While looking around the gym one more time at the chaos I had caused I locked eyes with Alexander. He was still watching me. Standing there in all his godliness, arms crossed over his chest, almost as if he was waiting for me to snap again.
Fuck him, and the horse he rode in on.
Chapter 3
Over the next week I did everything possible to avoid Alexander. It never fails; when I wanted him around and near me it seemed like I never got the chance, and as soon as I wanted him far away from me, he was everywhere. It was driving me crazy, and taking a major toll on my already shot nerves.
I didn't end up getting in trouble for my little demonstration. Everyone besides Alexander and Matteo thought I was truly showing my class the best moves to fight off a pack of Zakasacs, which ended up working out quite well. My class now looked at me with new respect and started training even harder. Glad my meltdown had a positive effect.
By the end of the week I finally gave up trying to keep to myself, and hiding. I decided to listen to Alexander's advice and try moving on from him. Not that I had any clue how to do that. But I had read once the best way to get over someone was to start dating another person. I didn't have time to date, they kept us really busy at the camp, so I thought of the next best thing, having sex with someone else.
I left my room in search of the two biggest sluts on the compound, Ben and Dean. They slept with just about anyone or anything they could get their hands on. I figured going to them was my best bet. My mental state wasn't strong enough to handle rejection right now, and I knew they'd never say no to me.
Sure enough, I found them in the lounge practically having sex already, with each other. They were infamous for their three-ways, but if they couldn't find another partner they had sex with each other, constantly.
"Well hello there, Dimitri," Ben purred when he lifted his head up from Dean's lips and saw me. "Are you just here to enjoy the show?"
His question threw me for a second. I hadn't expected them to be so forward. It took me a few tries, but I finally found my voice. "I'd prefer to join in, if you're offering?"
"We can always use another submissive for our pleasure," Dean said turning to look at me. He tilted his head as he looked over my body, "are you willing to be our little submissive, Dimitri?"
"Yes, I want to play," I answered, swallowing loudly. I felt sweat start to form on my back and my palms getting clammy. Was I about to make a big mistake?
"Then come here so we can see our new sub," Ben replied hopping down from the pool table he had been sitting on. I took a deep breath and went to him. He reached out and touched the side of my face as he ran a hand over my chest. "Nice, very nice, Dimitri. What do you think, Dean? Will he play our games nicely?"
"Only one way to find out," Dean replied as he moved behind me and ran his hands over my back and ass. "Take off your shirt for us, little sub."
I nodded and pulled my shirt off over my head. I looked straight into Ben's eyes as their hands started to run over my now shirtless body.
"On your knees, bitch," Ben growled. At first I hesitated a second, not realizing he was talking to me. Dropping to my knees I was faced with Ben's hard cock. He had pulled it out when they watched me take off my shirt. Not sure what to do, I looked up at Ben. He had an almost feral smile on his face. "Good little sub, waiting until you're given permission before doing anything."
"Oh, he is going to be fun to play with," Dean purred as I felt him kneel behind me. "Suck his cock, sub. I want to see you deep throat Ben's hard-on."
I opened my mouth and slid my tongue over the head of dick in front of me. Never having given head before I was nervous I would do it wrong. The moan I heard from Ben told me I must have done something right. Feeling more confident I leaned in and wrapped my lips around his cock, sucking it gently while running my tongue around the large mushroom head. Closing my eyes, I leaned forward, trying to get into the blow job I was giving.
"Prepare his ass, while I fuck his face," Ben hissed as I felt his hands in my hair. I was just about to pull back and ask what he meant, but he grabbed my head roughly and slammed his cock down my throat. Of course, never having sucked anyone's cock before, his sudden actions caused me to start choking. "Swallow it, bitch. Breath through your nose and suck my cock."
I listened to his advice and put my hands on his thighs to try and brace myself. He pulled out of my mouth a bit, barely giving me time to get adjusted, before he slammed his dick right back down my throat. I was temporarily distra
cted when I felt Dean's hands on me, pulling off my shorts. Ben picked up the pace of his thrusts into my mouth. I grabbed his hips and held him in place as I moved my head up and down on his cock.
"Don't hold me still, sub," Ben growled. "I want to fuck your face. That's a part of being a submissive, you take what we give you and ask for more. Beg for more."
I wasn't really sure that's what being a submissive was really about, but what did I know? I released my hold on his hips and let him thrust into my mouth, though I kept him from pushing in enough to choke me again. This was supposed to be about pleasure, not pain. Just then I felt Dean shove two lubed fingers into my ass. I knew I was too tight to have them start with two fingers, and the bite of pain made me gasp.
"Wait until you get back here, Ben," Dean said, sounding like a kid in a candy store. "He's so fucking tight. I want his ass."
"I get his ass, you can have his face. Hurry up and get his ass ready for me, he's too good at sucking cock," Ben groaned. "I won't last much longer at this rate."
"Fine, but next time I get his ass," Dean grumbled. I was startled how they both talked about me like I wasn't there. Especially considering one had his cock down my throat and the other had his fingers in my ass. Was this what sex was really like? It wasn't like I was expecting tender making love, but this wasn't what I wanted either.
I screamed around Ben's cock when Dean shoved a third finger in my ass and started wiggling them around to open me up. I was only on my knees, not on all fours, so the angle was tighter than if I was bent over. Ben seemed to get off on watching Dean causing me a little pain and started thrusting faster.
"He's ready, now move," Dean said as he pulled his fingers out from my ass. "I want to feel his hot mouth on my cock." Ben pulled out of my mouth with a loud pop, as he released his hold on my head. Dean moved in front of me and laid down on his back, legs spread. His groin was so close, if I leaned over I would have my face right on it. He gave me a wide grin, showing his fangs as he started stroking his cock.
"Bend over and suck him, sub," Ben said from behind me as he pushed me forward. When I was on all fours, Ben smacked my ass hard. It stung a bit, but it wasn't not pleasurable at the same time. What the fuck was that all about? As much as this wasn't going like I thought it would, it seemed I liked to be dominated and spanked. Well if that isn't fucking irony for you. I was probably the biggest warrior on the compound and the biggest pussy all at the same time.
I leaned over and sucked the head of Dean's cock into my mouth. He didn't grab my head like Ben, which I was grateful for. He was willing to let me explore on my own. I ran my tongue up and down his thick shaft, trying with all my heart to get into it. I was grateful they were both so wrapped up in their pleasure, neither seemed to notice my own dick had yet to get hard.
"I said suck his cock, bitch," Ben growled as he smacked my ass again. "Take his whole dick in your mouth like I made you do with mine."
The burning from where his hand slapped me was starting to turn into pleasure that radiated over my skin. I leaned down more and swallowed Dean's cock as far as I could. Once my nose hit Dean's skin I felt Ben spank my ass several more times and push my legs out wider.
"I think our little sub likes it when you spank him like a bad boy," Dean moaned. "Fuck him hard, Ben. I want to see if he goes to town on my cock. Or maybe he just likes to be spanked instead of fucked?"
I didn't have time to answer or even think of how I would have answered, because Ben grabbed one of my ass cheeks and roughly pulled them apart. He guided his dick into my hole, only pushing in a few inches at first.
"You were right, Dean, he's really fucking tight," Ben hissed. "This is going to be so much fun."
As I was still processing Ben's words he thrust forward hard and slammed his cock all the way into my ass. I cried out around Dean's dick as Ben dug his nails into my hips. Great, on top of everything else, Ben allowed his hands to shift into claws. That was going to leave marks.
"So fucking good and tight," Ben groaned as he started thrusting into me as hard and fast as he could. I would have had trouble catching my breath with just his fierce pace, but I also had a cock in my mouth. Focusing on what I was doing I tried to enjoy the dual sensations of sucking one cock while being fucked by another. Dean cried out, causing me to look up at his face while still blowing him.
But it wasn't Dean's gaze I caught, it was Alexander's. He was standing just outside the doorway in the shadows of the hall. My cock instantly swelled at seeing him watching me. I should have looked away from his eyes, I needed to look away from him. But I couldn't. Instead I sucked on the cock in my mouth even harder as I never broke eye contact with the man I wished I was sucking.
Ben's claws dug deeper into my hips, causing me to moan loudly. He took it as a sign of enjoyment and started thrusting into me even harder. While he didn't rub my sweet spot every time like Alexander did, I still found myself getting close to coming. I reached under myself to grab my hard cock.
"No, you don't get to come until we tell you, sub," Ben sneered as he leaned over and knocked my hand away from my dick. "If you're a good enough fuck, we'll let you come next time."
I wanted to get pissed off at the way they were treating me, but I had agreed to play their games. Instead I kept swallowing Dean's dick as hard as I could, my eyes never leaving Alexander. Ben started swatting my ass again, and I moaned loudly. That seemed to be all Dean needed to climax.
He stiffened under me an instant before his cock exploded in my mouth. It was already so deep in my throat it wasn't a matter of swallowing his cum down, just not choking on it.
"Yeah, that's it, bitch," Ben panted as he fucked me and spanked my ass at the same time. "Swallow all his yummy cum. Lick up every last drop of it like a good little sub."
Ben's own dirty words seemed to push him over the edge as well. I felt him give my ass a few last hard thrusts before he cried out and filled my ass with his seed. Dean's dick had softened and slipped out of my mouth as Ben collapsed against my back. Alexander still stood there, never taking his eyes off me as he adjusted himself in his shorts.
"Oh yes, we'll play with you again, Dimitri," Dean purred as he panted below me. "You're a very good sub for us."
I wanted to roll my eyes at him, instead I pushed off the ground and let Ben slide to the side of me on the floor. Once I was on my knees only again, I pulled back up my shorts and reached for my shirt. I finally turned away from Alexander's gaze, embarrassed now about what I had just done with the two of them.
"Next time, I might not want to be the sub," I said to both of the men on the floor as I pulled on my shirt. "I think next time one of you will be the sub."
"We don't play that way, Dimitri," Ben said, looking at me. "If you're not willing to be our sub, then you get nothing from us."
"So be it," I answered as I turned and walked out of the other door. There was no way I was going to be near Alexander after he stood there and watched our little show. Moving quickly I headed towards my room. It was hard, considering it was only my second time having sex and Ben had been really rough with me. I was sore and could feel Ben's cum trickling down and out of my ass while the blood he drew on my hips seeped into my shorts.
"Did you have fun being their whore, Dimitri?" Alexander asked when I came around the corner and almost crashed into him. I looked past him down the hall. Fuck! I was only several yards away from my room. Alexander's room wasn't even on this floor. He had deliberately tried to intercept me before I got back to the safety of my own room. The question was why?
"What do you care, Alexander? Just leave me alone," I said, trying to push past him. Instead he grabbed my arm and spun me so that my back slammed into the wall. Without thinking I cried out from the pain. After the fucking I just got, the last thing I needed was my ass banging into the wall.
"Why, Dimitri? Why did you let them treat you like that?" Alexander growled in my face. "They hurt you for god sakes! I can smell the blood and wounds on your hips."
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"It's none of your fucking business," I snarled. I wanted to fight him so bad right then, but he was right. I was hurt and I wouldn't risk making it any worse. "At least they only hurt my body. You treated me way worse."
"I didn't hurt you," Alexander said. The tone of his voice had softened and he seemed almost confused. "I didn't treat you like a whore and bleed you."
"You did hurt me," I whispered, turning my head so I didn't have to see him.
"How, Dimitri? How did I hurt you?" Alexander asked, trying to turn my head back to look at him. But I wasn't having any of it, I couldn't look at him right then. I'd rather he snapped my neck than have to look into his gorgeous eyes. "I was not cruel or rough with you."
"That's a matter of opinion."
"I did not hurt you," Alexander said, starting to get pissed again. "I won't be compared to those assholes downstairs. I did not treat you as they did."
"No! You were worse," I snarled and pushed him away from me. "You may not have been rough with me physically, but you broke my fucking heart! You shattered it!"
"Dimitri, I didn't mean to," he started to reply, but I cut him off.
"Why do you care, Alexander? You don't want me, you were clear enough about that," I yelled. "So what is it? Am I some game to you? You don't want me but you don't want anyone else to have me either? I'm not your fucking toy."
"That's not it at all," Alexander answered softly, reaching out to me again. I moved out of the way so he didn't touch me. The look on his face was one of pain. Why the fuck was he hurting? I should have kept my mouth shut and just walked away. It would have been the smart thing to do. But hell, I've never been accused of being smart.
"I wish you would have just killed me during the challenge," I said, taking a step back from him. "I'd rather be dead than living with this pain, this confusion. I wasn't the only one declaring I was yours when you fucked me, Alexander. You said I was yours too. Then you said you didn't want me, didn't care about me. It would have been kinder just to have killed me."
