Repercussions (Siren Publishing Menage Amour)

by Rainey Daye

  “How’d she react to that?” Jess asked, anticipating the worse.

  “She laughed. She said if I was willing to pay for the test, no problem, ’cause I’m the only guy she’s slept with in months and she knows it’s mine. But the doctor said we have to wait until after the baby is born, that it’s too dangerous to attempt to do it now.”

  “So she’s keeping it?” Alex asked.

  “We’re still talking about it,” Troy admitted.

  “What do you mean? Abortion?”

  “She mentioned it. Said it would be easier all the way around to just get rid of it now,” Troy said.

  “Then why even bother telling you that she’s pregnant?” Jess demanded.

  “Exactly!” Troy said, acting vindicated. “But now that I know, well, the idea of not having a say bothers me. I know it’s her body and all, but if she didn’t want me to voice my opinion, then she should have just gone ahead and had an abortion and never told me about it.”

  “So what do you want to do?” Alex asked.

  “Well, Maria doesn’t have the means to raise a kid. And neither do I.”

  “So adoption?”

  “Didn’t say that,” Troy gave him an annoyed look. “Like I said, we’re still discussing options. I know that I can’t support a kid. Not now. If I get picked up by the majors, that’s another story. But then she might sue me for back child support and who knows what else, and that would really suck. Besides, she doesn’t live in a very good section of town. Frankly, it scares me to think about my kid being raised in that neighborhood.”

  “So, adoption?” Jess pointed out again.

  Troy grimaced. “I also don’t like the idea of never knowing my kid. Of wondering in the future if my kid ever showed up at any of my games, cheering me on, maybe collecting my cards, but never knowing I’m his daddy. That’s kinda sad, don’t you think?”

  Alex and Jess exchanged a semidisgusted look but agreed with him rather than enter into a debate with him. “So I was thinking that if it is my kid—and I’m really starting to think that it is, or she would be trying to come up with some reason to get me out of her life so I won’t call her on it—if it is my kid, then I want to be a part of its life.”

  “So we’re talking child support here,” Alex said.

  “But you can’t afford child support and don’t want her to take you to the cleaners once you reach the major league,” Jesse added, as confused as Alex was.

  “Yeah, so like I said, we’ve been talking. And I’ve still got to talk to my folks, but I’m thinking that I’m going to take custody of the baby and ask my folks to raise it until I can afford to take over.”

  “What?” they exclaimed in unison.

  “Yeah. If I buckle under and train like a son of a bitch, then I might get scouted early and get a comfortable signing bonus, be able to afford a nanny, maybe even bring her and the baby on the road with us for away games,” Troy enthused.

  Both men were horrified. “And if you don’t get signed early?” Alex asked.

  “Well, then I also study like crazy and graduate, fall back on my degree if necessary until my baseball career takes off. Probably be better having its grandma and grandpa raising the kid anyway,” he pointed out.

  “And Maria is okay with giving you sole custody?” Jess asked. “She’d be giving up a lot of money if your career takes off.”

  “Oh, she doesn’t know about my career plans,” Troy said, not catching Jess’s use of the word “if.”

  “Hell, she doesn’t even know my real name.” He chuckled.

  “Huh?”

  “Well,” Troy said, seemingly embarrassed. “When I woke up to find a strange woman in bed with me, I kinda panicked. So when we got around to introductions, I told her to call me Eddie.”

  “Why Eddie?”

  “Cause my last name is Edelsten. Get it? Edelsten, Eddie. I thought it was pretty clever especially considering how hung over I was.”

  “Yeah, pretty clever,” Jess murmured, nodding while shooting Alex a what the hell? look.

  “So you haven’t spoken to your folks yet?” Alex persisted.

  “Was planning on doing that when I head home for Christmas. My school lets out for break in two weeks, so was planning on sticking around here until then, ironing out details with Maria, maybe logging more sack time with her since the damage is done,” he said with a chuckle that sounded lecherous.

  “And if your parents agree to this?” Alex asked, trying to steer the conversation away from any further details about Troy’s future sexual encounters with his baby’s mama.

  “Oh, they will. Mom’s dying to be a grandma. Always talks about what pretty babies Maggie and I would have made,” Troy enthused, and Alex and Jess quickly tried to divert him from dwelling on Maggie thoughts, too.

  “So they’ll agree. But you’re going to return to your own college in January, right?”

  “Yeah. Maria’s got my cell number. We’ll keep in touch, and I’ll tell her to call me when its time.”

  “So you’ll come back for the birth?”

  “Well, if it is my kid, then it’s something that I guess I should be present for. And I can push for a DNA test right away. And if it comes back and confirms that I’m the father, then I’ll take the baby to my parents’ house and go back to school if it happens during the school year.”

  “Any idea how long it will take to find out the results?” Jess wanted to know.

  “I asked the doc that. He said three to five business days. So I figure I’ll have to take at least a week off before I get back to my life.”

  Jess and Alex exchanged another disgusted look but made murmurs of understanding so as not to rock Troy out of his complacency. Either his parents would do that when he sprung the news and his plan on them or they were as deranged as the son they had raised. That boded ill for the baby, but they pushed that horrifying thought from their minds for fear that they would get further sucked into Troy’s strange world.

  “Well, as long as you have plans and contingency plans, then I guess everything is good,” Alex said, wanting to get out of there.

  “Here’s our home number,” Jess offered, dodging another shin kick by Alex. “Next time you come to town, you let us know that you’re coming, okay? We’ll want to know when the baby arrives.”

  “So how’d Maggie react when you told her?” Troy asked, having avoided that question as long as possible.

  “She was shocked, of course. I told her Maria was your girlfriend, hope you don’t mind. And so after she got over her shock, she was happy for you, saying how the two of you must be so excited and that the news was like an early Christmas present for you,” Alex lied baldly.

  “Ah, well, that’s okay, then, I guess. I can always tell her later that we didn’t work out and how she didn’t want the kid and so I stepped up to the plate and took it instead. That’ll probably impress her,” Troy said, his mind obviously slipping into a fantasy of Maggie being awestruck and overcome by what an awesome man Troy was.

  “Well, as long as everything is resolved,” Jess said uncomfortably, itching to get out of there and heading for the door.

  “Uh, actually,” Alex said, and Jess groaned. “Maggie wants to talk to you. We didn’t want to bring her here, you understand, so she told us to extend a dinner invitation. Can you come over this Saturday since you’ll still be in town?”

  “Yeah. That’ll be great. I’d love to,” Troy said excitedly. “Should I bring Maria?” he wondered.

  “Uh, that might be a bad idea,” Alex quickly said. “After all, we might slip and call you by your real name in front of her. And she might get the wrong impression and think that we’re rich and that if your friends are rich then you probably are, too, and she might decide to keep custody and hit you up for child support instead. Don’t want to rock the boat or put ideas in her head, right?”

  “Yeah, you’re right. Good point. Thanks for watching my back for me. I really appreciate it.”

  “
Not a problem. We’ll see you Saturday, then, around six?”

  “I’ll be there,” Troy promised and walked with them to the car and waved as they drove off.

  “That poor baby,” Jess said. “His dad’s psycho.”

  “Or just really conceited,” Alex said.

  “I’m leaning toward psycho,” Jess said.

  “Right now, so am I,” Alex admitted.

  * * * *

  “Please tell me his parents are sane,” Jess implored Maggie after they finished recounting their visit to Troy.

  Maggie laughed. “His parents are totally sane. Once he confesses to them, they’ll step up and take over. Oh, they won’t be happy since they have such big plans for him, but they won’t deny their grandbaby.” Maggie shook her head, amazed at the mess Troy had gotten himself into. All because of her. But when she voiced that opinion, both men vociferously denied her culpability.

  “Troy brought this on himself.” Alex was adamant. “No one asked him to follow his boneheaded course of action. He could have saved himself a lot of trouble by simply giving you a heads up via phone or e-mail that he had stumbled across some incriminating pics of you. So don’t you dare start feeling sorry for him. He’s the one who decided that stalking you was the only option.”

  “But he wasn’t truly stalking me,” Maggie protested.

  “The hell he wasn’t!” Jess exclaimed. “What else do you call following someone around, monitoring their movements, and watching their house at night? He might not have been peeking in the windows or breaking in to sniff your underwear, but he was stalking you nonetheless.”

  “Sniffing my underwear?” Maggie exclaimed, wrinkling his nose. “That’s gross.”

  “Oh, I don’t know,” Alex replied thoughtfully. “You do smell good. I would totally understand if he needed a Maggie fix.”

  “Alex!” she exclaimed, horrified.

  “Oh, don’t worry. He’s not gonna get one, but I can understand why he would need one.” He tried to clarify as Jess burst out laughing at the look of disgust on her face.

  “That’s just sick,” Maggie said and then gasped when Alex grabbed her arm and pulled her to him. He wrapped his arms tightly around her, her back to his front, and nibbled on her neck as he murmured, “You think so?”

  “I know so,” Maggie gasped as he cupped her firmly between her legs, pressing inward with his fingers, causing her to rise up on her toes with a moan.

  “Do you have any idea how wonderful you smell?” Alex continued to murmur as he slowly licked her neck. “Do you have any idea how much the scent of you on our skin drives us wild?” he asked as he slipped his other hand under her sweater and splayed his fingers across her belly. “Of how after we’ve taken you, your scent lingers and we get whiffs of it? How you scent rises to tease us when we go to take a piss and we just stand there with our eyes closed and a blissful look on our face without even relieving our bladders because we’re too caught up in soaking up your scent and knowing its ours alone?”

  Maggie groaned and arched her back as his hand slowly traveled northward to cup her breast and tease her nipple with his thumb. “Just catching a whiff is enough to make us instantly rock-hard. That delectable scent of yours which advertises your need for us to soothe you,” he whispered as he unbuttoned her jeans and pulled the fly open, causing the zipper to open fully. “The fantasies it provokes of tasting you, of our face buried between your delectable thighs, of our fingers plundering you,” he added as he thrust his hand down the front of her panties and cupped her blatantly, his middle finger probing deep inside her already moist channel.

  Maggie’s knees buckled, and Alex firmed his grip on her, holding her upright while he continued to stroke her deeply, his other hand rhythmically squeezing her breast. “Knowing that your scent and your juices are about to be smeared all over our body. Do you know how hard it is to wash that off? Your scent is nirvana, and if you weren’t around to produce more of it for our enjoyment, then we would resort to sniffing your panties just to remind ourselves of how great you smell.”

  Maggie moaned and turned her head, trying to capture his lips with her own. She heard the clicking of a camera shutter and opened her eyes to see Jess standing there with her camera around his neck, snapping pictures of Alex seducing her. Jess must have rushed to her room again to retrieve her camera as soon as Alex had started in on his seduction of her. For a brief millisecond, Maggie considered protesting Jess’s actions, but then Alex added a second finger to her channel at the same time as he pinched her nipple, and Maggie lost control of all her higher thought processes. Jess had been right when he stated that when she was this aroused, a stadium full of people could go tromping by and she wouldn’t notice.

  She tried to turn in Alex’s arms, but he wouldn’t let her. Instead, he flexed his hand, pushing outward against her jeans, and she felt them slip over her hips and pool around her ankles. With a cry she stepped out of them, kicking off her shoes and stepping on her socks so she could pull them off with her feet. And Jess began to offer them encouragement as he clicked away with the camera, murmuring about how hot she looked in her panties with Alex’s hand thrust down the front of them. And when Alex would have tugged them down, Jess stopped him, telling him to turn Maggie around and grasp the top of her panties and then to yank them upwards so the material bunched up in her crack.

  “Oh, yeah, that’s so fucking beautiful,” Jess moaned in bliss. “Pull them hard, rock her up on her toes, really work them into her clit and the crack of her ass,” he continued. “Christ, I’m gonna cream my pants just from watching you two!”

  Maggie was finally able to catch Alex’s lips with her own as Alex transferred both hands to her ass, cupping her firmly and digging his fingers into her flesh. When he retrieved his tongue from her mouth, he slowly started to peel her panties down, having to tug them out of the nooks and crevices he had lodged them in. He peeled them all the way off, gently lifting her feet one at a time to free her of the scrap of satin. And then he rose with her panties in his hand and refused to move until Maggie made eye contact with him. Once she had, he gave her a heated smile and then raised her panties slowly to his face, sniffing deeply at the crotch.

  “You can smell your scent from there, can’t you?” he whispered, and Maggie closed her eyes with a groan. “It’s delectable,” he assured her, and then Maggie jumped when an especially strong whiff reached her twitching nostrils. She opened her eyes to see that Alex was holding them beneath her nose with a smile on his face. “This is the scent that we live for. The scent that belongs to us and us alone.”

  And then to her surprise, he drew the panties back to himself and sucked on the crotch, which was quite moist from her juices. She heard a lustful moan coming from Jess and watched in wide-eyed fascination as Alex lowered his hand back between her legs and rubbed her panties vigorously against her vulva. He then raised his hand again, displaying the panties to her in case she had forgotten that he had them, and then he grinned at her. “Here you go, Jess,” he said as he then straightened his arm out to the side, and Maggie saw Jess snatch them out of Alex’s hand with her peripheral vision. She turned her head with a gasp of surprise and saw Jess holding them to his own face, his eyes closed in bliss while he inhaled deeply.

  Alex’s fingers under her chin gently turned her face back toward him, and he lowered his mouth to hers for a deep kiss. “Can you taste yourself on my tongue?” he breathed. “Can you feel your moisture on my face? Can you smell your aroma suffusing me? It’s intoxicating,” he finished with a deep-seated moan before he claimed her mouth hungrily.

  She felt hands on her hips, tugging at her, turning her around so that her back would be pressed against him again. Her lips were torn from his with an audible snap, and then she was facing front again and it was Jesse’s hands that were arranging her limbs, Jesse who was directing Alex in a husky voice as to what to do with his hands in regards to Maggie’s partially clad form, Jess who was then stepping back and snapping pict
ures, Jess who was clutching her panties tightly in his fist as he took numerous photos both close up and from a distance of Maggie naked from the waist down.

  And Maggie saw stars. She was so aroused that when Jess reached out to move her leg an inch to the right, she started to shudder and cried out. Jess immediately stepped back, raising the camera to eye level, saying, “Oh, God, baby, come for us. You are so fucking beautiful when you come,” and Alex’s hand immediately reburied itself between her legs as he began to rub and massage her clit vigorously, moaning in her ear and rubbing his hardened cock forcefully against her ass as he fingered and stroked her to a screaming orgasm.

  As Maggie panted in his arms, Alex tightened one around her abdomen, holding her upright while he leisurely stroked her mound, saturating his hand and fingers before he brought them up to Maggie’s lips and traced around them. She turned her head to him, and he proceeded to lick her own juices off her lips. “You are so fucking sweet, baby,” he growled before his tongue invaded her mouth.

  “Lift her sweater and spread her juices around her nipples.” Jess’s voice broke through the lust-filled haze her mind was drifting in. “I want them wet and hard and glistening for the camera.”

  Alex slowly pulled his face away from hers, and Maggie bit down on his lip, nibbling on it before relinquishing her claim. Alex then moved around to stand in front of her, but instead of drawing off her sweater, he grasped her hips and sank down on his knees in front of her, ignoring Jess’s instructions. Maggie gripped his hair as Alex nipped her belly before he rubbed his face against her mound. Maggie was only vaguely aware of Jess groaning in delight and snapping away as Alex nibbled on her labia, using his nose and chin to separate her folds, before he speared his tongue deep inside her.

  Maggie’s knees almost buckled, and he increased his grip on her hips, holding her upright. And then he slowly leaned backward, bringing Maggie with him as he carefully positioned himself supine upon the floor with Maggie straddling his face.

  Maggie arched her back and reached behind her, digging her nails into his jeans-clad thighs as Alex tormented her. But the second time his hands left her hips to push her sweater out of the way of his questing mouth, Maggie straightened up and drew it up and over her head, tossing it to the side before she resumed her previous position, her bra-clad breasts thrusting into the air. And when her body started to shake from her upcoming climax, Alex wrapped his arms firmly around her waist, pulling her upright so that she fell forward over him as he held her in place while he drove her out of her mind.