Jackson's Rise

by Tielle St Clare

Jackson’s senses overloaded. The scent and taste of Dani, Reign’s powerful sucking and the wickedly sexual atmosphere combined and consumed him. Jackson grabbed the back of Reign’s head and held him in place as he pushed his cock up, meeting Reign’s downward thrust. His wolf howled and Jackson’s cock released, pouring his cum down Reign’s throat. A quiet voice in the back of his head tried to warn him it was wrong, he shouldn’t be doing this, that he never came without a condom, but God, he couldn’t pull away.

  He came back to himself to feel Dani’s hot tongue licking his throat, nuzzling her face into his shoulder, soothing him. His muscles began to function again and he cupped the back of her head and pulled her up to his mouth needing her taste. After a too-short kiss, she leaned back, her eyes encouraging, almost sympathetic. Fuck, it was time to, well, get fucked.

  He looked down his body and saw Reign standing beside the bed, his eyes serious, his body holding a tension that hadn’t been there moments ago. The sexual fun atmosphere that Dani had worked to create had thinned to an almost unbreathable space.

  Swallowing deeply, Jackson did what he had to do. He rolled over onto his stomach. He knew he needed to assume the position but everything in his being rebelled at the thought. Well, his body wasn’t rebelling. It was anticipating. His cock began to harden again and his back was aching with the need to arch, to present himself to the man who would fuck him. It was his mind that tried to reject it.

  He would never be the Alpha wolf like his brother Mikhel but he’d never considered himself submissive. And the thought of being topped by another male, and a Cat, sent his instincts into high fight or flight response. But he’d agreed to this and he knew it needed to be done.

  Sensing the energy coming from his lovers… Fuck, Reign is already your lover, the man sucked you off. You can do this. Do it.

  The mental pep talk gave him the strength and he pushed his hips up, opened his knees and lowered his head to his elbows.

  Dani’s fingers drifted across his back and the scent of her cunt filled his head as she snuggled closer, pressing her body to his side, silent support.

  Hot rough hands slid down his back, joining Dani’s delicate caresses. God, Jackson wanted to hate it, his mind thought he should, but damn, Reign’s hands felt good on his skin. Without looking he knew when Reign crawled onto the bed, kneeling behind Jackson.

  A cool, slick finger teased his rear entrance and Jackson had to force himself not to flinch.

  Reign took his time, easing his fingertip around the tight hole, then slowly pressing forward, just a shallow penetration until he felt Jackson’s body ease and accept him. He drew back and added a second finger, keeping his movements as gentle as he could. The tight squeeze made him want to groan but he swallowed the sound. They were doing this for a reason. He shouldn’t be this into it but fuck, he wanted to drill Jackson’s ass, wanted to feel that tight hole around his cock. Reign licked his lips, remembering the almost sweet taste of Jackson’s cum. It hadn’t tasted at all like Reign had expected. It had been good and he wanted more.

  The thought jolted him and he thrust his fingers in. Jackson tensed at the heavy penetration and Reign mentally apologized. He didn’t say the words aloud, afraid that if he did, he’d explain what had distracted him and telling another man he liked the taste of his cum was a bit too much for his brain. Still, he didn’t want to hurt Jackson.

  Dani lifted her head and stared at him—her eyes glittering, warning him to go slow. He nodded, sending his apology to her. That seemed to satisfy her and she kissed Jackson’s shoulder. The tiny caress had a remarkable effect on the wolf’s body. Muscles relaxed, the grip on Reign’s fingers eased just a bit.

  “That’s it, kitten. Distract him.” He chuckled, unable to resist teasing the wolf just a little. “It will give him something to think about besides my cock sliding in and out of his ass.”

  Jackson lifted his head and glared at the Cat. Reign laughed again and Jackson knew he was doing it deliberately.

  “Just get on with it,” Jackson commanded, needing to move this along.

  The sound of a bottle opening grabbed his attention and Jackson fought the instinctive tension. So far, he’d been able to take it but he knew Reign’s dick was a lot thicker than the fingers that he’d pushed inside him. He eased his grip on the sheets beneath him, feeling the tips of his fingers ache as his claws threatened to return. He’d already torn Dani’s wallpaper. No need to destroy her sheets as well.

  The thought had barely left his mind when the broad head of Reign’s cock pressed against his opening and Jackson tensed.

  “Relax, man. We’ll take it slow.”

  He took a deep breath and allowed his body to follow Reign’s instruction.

  Heat, pain and wicked pleasure emanated from the slow penetration.

  “That’s it.” Warm hands ran over his hips, easing him. Reign’s voice crept inside him, teasing his cock like a caress. “Fuck, that’s good. Let me in.” As he spoke, he pushed deeper. The burning overwhelmed the pleasure for just a moment. “Almost there, Jax, you can take me.” It was a lover’s voice, a lover’s call.

  “Yes.” Jackson took a deep breath and tried to relax. Reign slid in a little deeper, going slow, letting Jackson’s body adapt to each stretching inch until Reign’s groin was pressed against Jackson’s ass and his cock was buried inside.

  Jackson grunted, feeling stuffed and wondering vaguely why anyone—man or woman—enjoyed this. Then Reign pulled back. The sensation sent pleasure shivering up his spine. Okay, that was a little better. His body resisted again as Reign thrust back into him but it was easier the second time.

  Jackson dug his elbows into the mattress and shifted, pushing his ass back as Reign came forward. Both men groaned as his groin hit Jackson’s ass.

  Reign continued to move, keeping his thrusts slow and steady. So slow Jackson wasn’t sure the man would be able to come like this. He wiggled his hips and Reign groaned. The next penetration was harder and rocked against a point inside Jackson. The unexpected jolt drew a gasp from his throat. A lightning shiver zipped up his spine.

  “Oh fuck,” he moaned, his cheek pressed against the cool sheet. “Do that again.”

  Reign froze. “What? This?” He repeated the thrust and hit that place again.

  “Fuck yes. Right there.” He tipped his ass, trying to guide Reign’s strokes. Now he understood why guys did this. Oh, damn, that felt good. His cock was hard again and he moved against Reign, driving him a little harder each time.

  Reign seemed to understand and picked up the pace and pressure. Fingers gripped his hips, holding him in place, forcing him to be still while Reign fucked him. Jackson’s instincts resisted the show of dominance but he couldn’t fight the pleasure.

  “Dani, help me, baby.”

  For a moment Jackson didn’t understand Reign’s request. His mind was locked on the cock sliding in and out of his ass and the wicked pleasure jolting him each time Reign nailed that place deep inside him.

  Dani shifted, easing her body away from his. He regretted the loss of her heat but seconds later her slim fingers gripped his cock and began to pump.

  The dual caresses—to his dick and his ass—were almost too much. He fought the need to come, wanting to feel it just a little longer. But his body and his lovers had different opinions. Reign continued his solid thrusts, not too hard, just enough that Jackson knew he would feel this later.

  Dani’s fingers found the perfect beat matching the steady fucking in his ass. Jackson groaned, unable to decide which he needed to fuck more—the hand curled around his cock or the shaft sliding into his ass. He tried to move but Reign held him in place.

  “Fuck, come on, man. You gotta come,” the Cat groaned, breathless, his hips still working the rhythm. “Just let it go.”

  Jackson tried to ignore Reign’s command but his body gave it up. It felt so fucking good.

  “Come on, baby,” Dani whispered. Her words were that final caress he needed. The orgasm jolted
through his cock and slammed into his gut, the hot spurts of his cum pulsing from his dick and slipping through Dani’s fingers.

  “Oh fuck!”

  His orgasm seemed to trigger Reign’s and the Cat slammed into him one final time. A long loud roar ripped from his throat as he held himself locked in Jackson’s ass, pouring his cum inside.

  Jackson’s arms gave out and he collapsed forward, drawing flat out on the mattress, his body drained, his mind fuzzy. Vaguely he became aware of low voices and a warm wet cloth wiping across his skin, cleaning away the traces of lube and cum.

  Dani stretched out next to him, her fingers scraping back the front strands of his hair.

  “How you doing?” she asked, her voice low and concerned. She had to be confused by all this but she seemed to trust him and Reign enough go along with it. And the scent of her arousal told him she wasn’t freaked out by what she’d seen. She’d liked it.

  He blinked his eyes open and looked up. Did he tell her that he’d enjoyed it? Or continue with the freaked out, homophobic attitude he was sure she expected?

  “I’m good,” he said, knowing his satisfaction flowed through his words. In the background he heard water running, Reign cleaning up. Jackson shifted. He was going to need to rinse off as well. Wearing Reign’s scent was one thing—smelling like a brothel was another. “How about you?” he asked, rolling to his side and rubbing the ends of Dani’s hair between his fingertips.

  She blushed but nodded. “I’m good. That was—” She shook her head. “Wow.”

  “Yeah.” He wrapped his hand around her back and pulled her forward, cuddling her body close. Dani allowed the gentle manhandling, sliding her knee between his and tipping her head back, giving him access to those perfect lips.

  Something shifted inside him, soothing him, calming him. The wild fuck from Reign had been, well, wild, but this—this connection—tugged on his heart.

  Reign stepped out of the bathroom and looked at his lovers—oh, he hadn’t technically fucked Dani yet but he didn’t doubt that moment would come. Sooner rather than later if he had his way.

  And he’d sure as hell fucked Jackson. His cock twitched at the physical memory of sliding into that tight hole. And the sheer power of it—to have that strong body beneath his, submitting in such a fundamental way.

  He walked closer to the bed. They lay on their sides, facing each other, cuddled close, whispering. The intimacy between them could have excluded him but Dani’s shy smile as he approached welcomed him.

  The problem came with deciding which body to snuggle up to. His instincts told him to slide in behind Dani, let his cock slip between her ass cheeks. It would put her luscious tits within easy reach.

  But then he thought about it. Dani had been right—it had to be more than just one body pounding into another. Reign smiled. And wouldn’t it freak Jackson out to be cuddled by a man?

  Reign crawled up from the end of the bed and lay down behind Jackson, moving close, letting hot flesh meet hot flesh. Jackson tensed but the strain lasted only a moment and the intuitive sensuality seemed to allow the caress of Reign’s skin against his.

  “You okay, baby?” Reign asked his voice filled with mock sympathy. He placed a chaste kiss on Jackson’s shoulder. He followed it up with a sharp kitten bite that elicited a grunt. “I hope I didn’t hurt you.” As he spoke he petted the male’s hip, teasing him with the possibility of wrapping his fingers around Jackson’s cock.

  Dani looked up, her eyes twinkling with barely contained laughter. Jackson growled and shook his head. “I’d watch yourself, Cat. Paybacks are a bitch.”

  “I can handle it. I’m a big boy.”

  “I know.”

  Laughter trickled out of Dani’s lips and dragged a chuckle from Reign. He dropped his head onto Jackson’s shoulder and put his arm around the other male, hugging him.

  The little bit of teasing changed things between them. Reign lifted his head and realized he’d been kissing Jackson’s neck. Real kisses, meant for pure pleasure—given and received. Jackson had tipped his head giving Reign the space he needed.

  Reign looked up and saw Dani’s knowing gaze—as if she saw and understood the strange vibe that passed through the men. It wasn’t like Reign didn’t want to fuck her. He did, but damn, he wanted Jackson too. He licked his lips, unable to stop himself, remembering Jackson’s cock pushing into his mouth. It had been strange and seductive—having a man’s pleasure so much in his power. He wanted that again. Wanted to feel that power again.

  And then damn, he wanted to fuck Dani.

  Reign purred low and long—his Cat nature overwhelming the human attitudes, seeking pleasure from both people. Though his Cat wasn’t a separate creature like Jackson’s wolf, the Cat genes tended to strengthen during intense moments and right now, Reign’s Cat side didn’t understand why Reign couldn’t just fuck. Now. Again. All night. He had to remind himself that he had a bigger mission than sex.

  He looked at the clock and sighed. Time to think like a cop.

  “The car will be here in forty-five minutes.” Hating to lose Jackson’s heat, Reign started to roll away.

  “Wait.” Dani’s voice stopped him. She lifted her upper body and try as he might, sexual harassment training or not, he couldn’t not look at her tits. Of course, in sexual harassment training they never used a woman like her as an example—at least not a naked one.

  He didn’t need to look down to know Jackson was staring at her tits as well.

  The Cat inside him purred and his mouth watered. Yes, he could have her. Suckle those pretty tits and then fuck her. Slide into the wet heat he could smell.

  Reign shook his head and blinked, hoping the interruption of his sight would give him a chance to focus—on something besides her tits. It helped. A bit.

  “We need to go.” There was no time for more fucking because if they started again, he wasn’t going to stop until he was inside her.

  “This won’t take long.” A hint of steel bracketed Dani’s voice, warning she wasn’t going to be denied. She nudged Jackson’s shoulder like she wanted him on his back. As he started to roll over, Reign realized how close he’d been to Jackson—close enough that his cock had slipped between his legs.

  Their three bodies shifted until Jackson lay flat on his back, Reign rested beside him and then there was Dani. She crawled on top of Jackson, her naked pussy spread against his rib cage.

  Reign gulped and tried to find his voice.

  “Uh, honey, we don’t really have time for you to—”

  She shook her head. Defiance and a blatant challenge flashed in her eyes and Reign was smart enough to concede.

  “I just thought…” Dani said as she slowly spun her hips in a circle. Heat followed the movement and Reign wanted to scream. “That since you’ve both marked me.” She pressed forward her knees and started to hump the hard muscles of Jackson’s stomach. The scent was incredible—pure aroused woman.

  Reign saw Jackson lick his lips and knew both males were hungry for the hot liquid dripping from her cunt.

  “I thought it was only fair—” Breathless she took a moment. “Only fair that you wear my scent as well.”

  She pressed and swirled, marking Jackson’s stomach with her pussy juices, leaving hot trails to brand themselves into Jackson’s skin.

  Jackson growled and grabbed her ass like he was planning to lift her up and impale her on his cock, but she pulled back, easing her hips up and out of his grip.

  Reign sensed the impulse in Jackson—to grab her and fuck her, claim her no matter what she said—but both were too civilized to do that. Jackson released his hold on her ass and she smiled.

  “I like the idea of you wearing my scent,” she whispered against Jackson’s mouth. After a long leisurely kiss that made Reign’s balls ache, she pulled back. “And you…” She turned her lust-filled gaze to Reign and he thought he’d come right there. “You need to be marked as well.”

  He tensed—not sure he had the restraint Jack
son had shown. If she tried to mount him like that, he was going to fuck her—and they’d never get to this stupid party.

  Dani didn’t move toward him. Instead, she slipped her hand between her legs, her fingers dipping into her slit. She moaned as she moved against her own touch, a few discreet pumps into her cunt, then she removed her hand. Her pussy juices coated her skin. She reached out and placed one finger on Reign’s stomach and slowly began to trace a pattern. Light glinted off the slick juices on his skin as she burned her name into his flesh. Pausing to dot the “I” at the end, she looked up and smiled—wicked and feminine.

  “Now, they’ll know you belong to me.”

  With that announcement, she leaned down and kissed Jackson. Reign watched, wanting his turn. She sat up, though it was obvious Jackson was reluctant to lose her, and crawled over Reign, granting him a slow, sexual kiss before she moved away.

  “I guess I’ll go get ready.”

  She slipped off the bed and disappeared into the bathroom.

  Reign collapsed back onto the bed, his heart pounding and his breathing fast and shallow.

  “I think I’m in love,” he muttered.

  “Me too,” Jackson agreed.

  The two males lifted their heads and stared at each other.

  “Fuck,” they said in unison.

  Chapter Eleven

  “You can’t be serious.” Dani stared at Jackson but he didn’t move, didn’t react. Didn’t laugh and say it was all a joke. “Have you seen what I’m wearing?” She pointed to the skimpy outfit hanging on her closet door. There wasn’t much to it. The dress was fire-engine red, glittered and would cover her ass but just barely. The top was a halter top that dipped low between her breasts. Her breasts would be free to sway and move with every step she took. Since they were going to this event as an upscale party crowd, the outfit was perfect, sexy and exotic.

  Which made Jackson’s request even more insane.

  “You want me to wear granny panties underneath that outfit?”

  “Yes.”

  She looked at the underwear Jackson held in his hands. They were pale yellow and almost full briefs. The legs were cut a little high but the waistband would land right at her waist and everything would be fully covered. What was sexy about these?