Twisted Fate (A Twisted Fairy Tale Book 1)

by Ace Gray

  His other hand came up to Horse’s neck and he pulled him closer to the both of us. He adjusted his grip on me but it jostled me enough that I came without warning. I screamed into Cole’s hand and my limbs went rigid. My sex waved up and down on Horse and my knees dug into his sides where he held me. I clenched down hard on Cole.

  “Fuck, I’m gonna come,” he swore low and breathy against my skin.

  “No,” Horse cried out, pained. “Please, Cole. Please.”

  Cole’s thrusts slowed and he used the grip he had on Horse’s neck to pull him in close. They rested their foreheads against each other’s with me, little more than a rubber body, between them.

  “Okay,” he breathed. “Take care of my girl though.”

  “Always.” Horse bent to kiss my neck where it was open to him with tender trembling lips.

  Cole let go of my mouth and I sucked in a deep breath before whimpering with the aftershocks of my orgasm. He shifted my body so I was draped across Horse. One of his big hands came from my hips to my shoulders as Cole disappeared from behind me. Horse gently set me down on the bed before he pulled out of me.

  I gasped wildly, missing him the second he was gone and feeling wide open without him filling me. My hand flew to cover myself, never feeling more exposed than I did right then. Horse grabbed my hand and wove his fingers between mine before he twisted them up and pinned them to the bed near my shoulders. He dipped between my thighs and tentatively lapped at my sex.

  My whole body trembled at the soft touch, my muscles tensed and melted in a split second. Then he did it again, shuffling his knees onto the bed and pushing my body up as I jerked again. I leaned up to see a massive coil of muscle bent between my legs. His ass was in the air putting a full, broad and insanely sculpted back on display.

  “Fuck.” The word was a whisper just before I moaned because of Horse’s body shaking tongue.

  Cole watched me beneath Horse for a few moments. I tried to hold his eye contact but every time Horse licked me, my eyes would flutter shut. When they’d open, they’d find Cole, still watching, breathing hard and coated in sweat. I smiled widely and curled my fingers into the back of Horse’s hands.

  When Horse latched on instead of letting go, my head rolled to the side and I started breathing heavy again. I felt his every lick, his every flick against me and I bucked my hips up to his face.

  He cried out and the sound was filled with so much pleasure it was mangled and haggard. Horse’s lips didn’t come back to me for a moment and I turned to see what had him breathing roughly against my inner thighs.

  Cole stood squarely behind him, pulling at his ass the same way he had mine. His fingers were digging into Horse’s flesh as he thrust slowly against his backdoor. Horse hung his head between my thighs, moaning in time with each of Cole’s nudges.

  If watching them before was hot, this was the inferno. I propped myself up on my elbows to get a better view. What played out between my legs threatened to get me off all over again and without Horse’s mouth coming back to me.

  Cole’s abs flexed each time he thrust, his forearms were taut, highlighting every single muscle up his arms to his defined chest. His mouth hung open but he was silent as he watched his dick move in and out of Horse.

  Horse had submitted completely, his hands went limp in mine as he melted completely beneath Cole. A sheen of sweat coated every inch of his Adonis body and the most passionate sounds I’d ever heard slipped from his lips over and over. They sent shivers up my spine and spread goosebumps across my skin all on their own.

  Cole dropped one of his hands only to land a firm, loud slap where he’d been holding. Horse cried out just before he was spanked again, and harder this time.

  “I told you to take care of my girl,” Cole said roughly as his eyes swept over my reclining body.

  He fisted into the spot he’d turned dark red on Horse’s ass cheek as Horse’s tongue came back to me, this time pushing inside and licking as far along the front side of me as he could. Cole started to thrust harder and it shook the both of us. The way it pushed Horse’s tongue deeper into me had me collapsing back to the mattress.

  When I managed to look back up at Cole, he was back to watching me with a smile playing at the corner of his lip. He shoved into Horse hard and it shook me, making both Horse and I moan. Cole stilled completely only to do it all the more dramatically again. I groaned but made myself meet his gaze.

  “You’re everything, Ladyface,” he purred just before he picked back up to a furious pace.

  He didn’t thrust for too much longer when his ragged, “I’m coming and you aren’t stopping me, Horse,” cut through the sounds of sex flying free from Horse and I.

  “Yes,” Horse moaned, “God yes. Come in me.”

  Cole slammed his hips against him a few more times before he stilled and threw his head back. Cole cried out loud toward the ceiling making all the muscles of his neck flex in time with his beautiful, passionate bellow. The way his low abs tensed and released where Horse’s ass framed them told me he was coming hard and fast, just the way Horse had wanted.

  I was fascinated by it. By how goddamned sexy it was. I could have watched the muscle on muscle action all afternoon, but Horse released my hands, grabbed my hips and yanked me down the bed. I landed squarely beneath his perfectly tanned and toned torso, my hands naturally reaching up towards his shoulders.

  One flexed beneath my touch and I looked down to find him stroking himself the split second before he shot cum across my stomach and up onto my breasts. His sounds were choppy, breathy and almost pained before he collapsed onto me.

  The weight of Horse was crushing. He was too much muscle to blanket me and my breath automatically went shallow. Before I could say anything, Cole knelt beside us and shoved at his shoulder.

  “You’ll smash her if you’re not careful.”

  Horse gracelessly flopped off and bounced on the bed beside me. Cole collected me into his arms and slid back on the bed to lean against the headboard behind the mattress. The small horse figurine above me had a whole new meaning.

  Cole cradled me against his chest as both our breathing slowed. His finger slid in the cum coating my stomach as he opened and closed his mouth like he had something to say. I leaned up to kiss the corner of his mouth and held the kiss for as long as my fatigued body would let me. Horse was still draped across the foot of the bed where he’d landed, staring up at the ceiling with a blissed out smile.

  When I collapsed back into his arms, a matching wasted glaze to my face, Cole looked over with his dimpled smile on.

  “You’re okay, right?” he asked, concern coloring his tone.

  “Better than,” I answered and nuzzled into his sticky skin.

  “That all happened a little fast, any questions about…well…about any of it?”

  I knew he was asking me about seeing him balls deep in Horse. It wasn’t the way it usually went according to books or movies, hell, even porn. Guys didn’t usually play with each other, just with their toy. But the way Cole had looked at Horse said it all. It was almost as electric as the way he looked at me. I understood them the same weird way I understood him.

  I smiled as warmly as I could manage, the pleasure still heavily coating me, making motor skills difficult then asked, “Only question I have is, what do we do now?”

  16.

  Cole

  I blew out a deep breath as I brought the crook of my finger to Elle’s chin. I tilted her lips up to meet mine and bent to kiss her. Despite what we’d just done, my dick twitched beneath her, tempted to dive in all over again.

  Telling Elle she was everything would never be enough. It would never fully explain what I felt for her or how I saw her. There was no reason for it either. Not besides simple biology or chemistry. My body needed hers to survive the way it needed air or water, I was magnetically drawn to her on an elemental level.

  When I finally broke our kiss, her bright blue eyes were waiting, unwavering from mine. I shoved my han
d up into her golden hair and cradled her.

  “Now we shower.” I kissed the tip of her nose, which pulled a giggle from her.

  That sound alone was worth living and dying for.

  “Cole, you know what I mean.” She shook her head at me and let her fingers aimlessly travel along the edges of my ink.

  “Yeah, course I do, but I’m stealing twenty more minutes from the shit storm outside my door and spending them lost with you.” I rubbed my nose across her temple then pressed my lips gently to her skin.

  “Is Horse joining us?” she asked and I couldn’t tell if she was hopeful or not. I couldn’t tell if that bothered me or not.

  “No,” Horse groaned from the foot of the bed. “I’m never showering again. I wanna smell like that until I die.” He leisurely rubbed up and down his stomach then lifted to sniff the palm of his hand. “Goddamn did I miss you, Cole. In every single way someone can miss someone else.” He smiled wide. “And Elle, it’s a fucking pleasure to meet you.”

  She laughed again. “It’s a pleasure fucking you too, Horse,” she said so easily that it made me laugh right along with her.

  I swung my legs off the bed and stood, keeping her tight to my chest. I rounded the bed and playfully kicked Horse’s leg. “You’re disgusting.”

  “So much,” he reached between his legs and grabbed his junk before letting his arm flop back to bed.

  I rolled my eyes as I walked around him to the bathroom. I set Elle down in the tub and cranked on the water. She squeaked when she was blasted with cold water and I dove into the stream to block her little body.

  “Holy fuck, that’s cold,” I gasped and spun to slam the dial even further to the left as water shot everywhere.

  When it warmed up the slightest bit I turned back to her, water still spraying off my body in every direction. I pulled the door shut then wrapped my arms around her in one simple movement. She tried to burrow further into my body, somehow finding an even closer spot to settle. I thought about the time I’d called her my missing puzzle piece. After what she’d just let us do, it was safe to say she was the whole damned puzzle.

  I brought us deeper into the waterfall and collected her hair into a lose ponytail, relishing the touches every bit as much as the warmth of her breath against my skin.

  “He loves you, ya know?” She let her hands wander around my low back.

  “Oh yeah? I love him too.” My fingers tangled in her hair as I kept aimlessly playing with it.

  “No. I mean he loves you. Like he’d marry you and have your intense little babies.”

  I felt the corners of her lips turn up in a giant smile at whatever played in her head.

  “On second thought, there’d be nothing little about either of your babies.” She let her hand slip from my back and reach between my thighs. I shamelessly pushed my dick into her hand, liking how big I looked in her tiny little hands.

  “You wanna go again?”

  “I don’t know if I can.” She blew out a deep breath but didn’t stop stroking me.

  “Then you’re gonna have to knock that shit off.” I captured her fingers and brought them up to my mouth, sucking the tips then setting her hand between our chests. “I’ll have to make Horse finish me off, and honestly, I prefer you.”

  “Does he know that?” Her fingers found a way to wander on me the way they always seemed to.

  “Yeah. Always has.” I reached over for the scrubber and loaded it with body wash before bringing it to her stomach to scrub. “He’s always known it wouldn't go that way for me. I’m only with him from time to time for fun or maybe because I’m missing intimacy. I mean, two options rather than one is fun and who do you know more intimately than your best friend of nineteen years.” I started scrubbing down her shoulder and she held her arm out for me, watching me intently. “I like women. Always have, always will. I like you. End of story.”

  “And you like sharing me.” She didn’t ask, she said it like it was a simple fact.

  “I like watching what your body does every bit as much as I like feeling it. I like tasting you, and hearing you and smelling you. Sharing you is just a different way for you to fill my senses.”

  Elle bit her lip as she took the scrubber from hand. She started down my body, washing me gently before she soaped up her hand and reached for my balls. Her hand massaged me like she was still washing me, but this was foreplay pure and simple.

  I groaned loudly as she pushed on my shoulder. I let her roll me so I was pinned to the cool tile behind my back.

  “If you like me so much why didn’t you call me back?” she asked coyly.

  Two minutes of hearing her voice had been too much to ask. Two minutes was a risk I wasn’t willing to take.

  “I couldn’t knowingly bring you into this. I wouldn’t.” I stayed pinned to the wall exactly as she held me, feeling every bit as helpless to the world around us as I was to her.

  “But now it’s okay?” She dropped her hands from my body and it was the first sign that she wasn’t as all-in on this whole thing as she’d seemed. I couldn’t blame her one bit.

  “Now you’re in it whether I like it or not.” I sighed. “So I might as well get what I want.”

  “And what’s that?” She leveled her gaze at me.

  “You. Every fucking inch of you. For as long as I’m allowed to have you.” I yanked her toward me with one hand at the small of her back and the other crept up her body and I traced along her throat. “I meant it when I said this was real. As real as it fucking gets.”

  “And here I thought fairytales didn’t exist.” She barely breathed the words as she lifted her chin, making her neck even more available to me.

  “This is no fairytale, Ladyface, and I’m no Prince Charming. This is one of those stories about a villain trudging straight through hell and hoping there’s still something worth living for on the other side.”

  “I’m not waiting on the other side, Cole.” She looked up at me, trembling but not from fear. “I’m trudging through hell right next to you.”

  Something shattered inside me. Elle had officially broken me and I was pieces left piled in her little hands. I wouldn’t have it any other way.

  I snatched her throat, squeezed, and dragged her lips to mine. She kissed me back as hard as she could. I answered her move for move, squeezing as the intensity between us ratcheted up. When she couldn’t kiss me back furiously, I dropped her throat then dropped to my knees.

  A small gasp came from above me and that sound meant everything to me. It was shocking for sure but it was heavy, like she knew why I’d crumbled beneath her. I looked up through the veil of beating water to find her looking down on me. Her hands came to the side of my face and gently held me until I leaned in to rest against her thigh.

  “I hate to interrupt this, but we have to go,” Horse’s voice was quiet but deathly serious behind me and my stomach dropped.

  I turned to find him leaning casually against the wall, watching us.

  “Why?”

  “Mick knows she’s not in Seattle.” Horse jerked his chin toward Elle where she stood over me.

  I shot up, panic coursing through my veins. I grabbed her automatically and pulled her in tight, shielding her without any real cause beyond desperate need.

  “He doesn’t know that she’s here. At least not that I know of.” Horse was still naked and twisted to lean his forehead against the wall. “He does think you had something to do with it though.”

  I let go of Elle and turned to face him.

  “I can handle him.”

  “Cole.” Elle’s voice shook behind me.

  “It’s okay, Elle. Whatever he throws at me I can catch. I swear.”

  Horse’s face crumpled against the wall. “What if it’s a chick, Cole. What if it’s Siobhan?”

  Fury bubbled up in me at the suggestion of either. My shoulders started to heave until little fingers started to trace the eagle along my back. She was trying to soothe me for Siobhan. That was a fresh hell
I couldn’t face, and since I’d told her everything else…

  “Give me one minute, Horse. Just one.”

  He nodded and sauntered out of the bathroom.

  “Elle.” I turned and let my hand rest on her shoulder, my thumb stroked across the meat of her neck. I couldn’t find a way to tell her what I’d done. What I might have to do. Words wouldn’t form.

  “He’s gonna make you…” her voice wavered, “be with someone isn’t he?” She shivered and I prayed it was the water, not whatever image in her head.

  “Maybe.” I barely breathed. “He did while you were gone.” Those words were even harder for me to get out.

  She wordlessly pushed past me and out of the shower. For a second she stood on the mat without grabbing a towel, water dripping off her and adding to the massive puddle on the floor. Her tiny hands came around her body and she held her sides.

  “I didn’t think I’d ever see you again.” I shut off the water and followed her. I grabbed a towel and wrapped it around her shoulders. She flinched. “I knew I wasn’t worthy either way.”

  She tightened the towel around her shoulders and walked out.

  “Elle?” Horse’s voice echoed in from the other room. “Elle, you okay? You’re white as a sheet.”

  She didn’t answer him, or at least not that I could hear. My shoulders sagged under the weight of her anger. Or was it disappointment? That hung even heavier, somewhere a little closer to my heart.

  “What just happened in here?” Horse consumed the doorway when he came back and leaned against the frame on his forearms.

  “Would you put some clothes on so we can go?” I snarled at him.

  He straightened up and walked directly to me. “What did you just do to Elle?” he asked just as gruff, shoving his face into mine.

  “I told her the truth, okay. Are you happy?” I shoved past Horse and out into my loft.

  Seeing her wrapped in that towel, balled on the couch gutted me. I couldn’t keep my temper. I couldn’t even keep my train of thought. After less than a heartbeat I was back kneeling at her feet.