Darcy's Downfall

by Erin Osborne

  Trojan

  I was sitting close enough that I could hear the venom that bitch was spewing about Darcy to Riley. Just as I went to defend my woman, Riley stepped in and I swear she would’ve made the bitch bald if she wasn’t asked to go in back. What really shocked me was the way that Darcy handled the situation though. She didn’t let this bitch get to her. Instead, she was calm and collected the whole time she was in her face.

  “You’re lucky that I’m feeling generous today and made Riley leave just now,” she begins, getting right in her client’s face and putting her hands on her hips. “If you want to be judgmental and a bitch, that’s your choice in life. However, when you start slandering my name and making customers stop coming here, I will throw all the shit that you’ve ever said and gossiped about for every person in this town to know. How’s slumming with the gardener working out for you? He still hot shit in bed? I’m sure your husband would love to know about him. Now, I suggest you walk out of here, after leaving a generous tip to Riley and paying for your wash. If I hear one more word leave your mouth, those two men over there will make sure that your life is hell. See, that’s what happens when you have men that care about you and want to protect you. Not a pussy that lets you walk all over him and get away with whatever you want to do. Take your fat, judgmental ass out of here because you aren’t the hot shit you think you are!”

  The woman’s face has turned a few shades whiter than her fake tan and she stumbles from the chair once Darcy steps to the side. I know that there’s more she wants to say to our woman, but she makes the wise decision to keep her mouth shut. I’d really hate to have to show her how far we’d go to protect our firecracker. No, we wouldn’t lay a hand on her. But, she doesn’t know that and sometimes all you have to do is put a little fear into someone to make them back the fuck off.

  An elderly woman is coming through the door just as Sandy is trying to make her exit. Instead of moving out of the way, the older lady stands there looking confused. However, I can see the mischief in her eyes and know that she’s going to give her a hard time.

  “Sandy, are you leaving so soon?” she asks sweetly.

  “Um, yes. I’m done here for the day,” Sandy replies.

  “What a shame! I was hoping to hear more lies and bullshit from you. I wonder what your friends would think about all the shit you spew. Especially about them when they aren’t surrounding you to do your bidding, so you don’t have to get your hands dirty.”

  Crash and I can’t help the laughter that comes bursting out of us. this sweet lady just put a vindictive bitch in her place. She kept the smile on her face and her tone sweet and innocent as she did it. If Ma were still alive, this lady would give her a run for her money! I might have to adopt her into the club so that we get a piece of Ma every now and then. And to keep an eye on her. Especially after witnessing Darcy’s eyes soften towards her.

  Sandy slams the rest of the way through the door once Mrs. Sampson moves. At least I’m guessing that’s who she is. Crash goes to get up and follow her from the salon, but the lady tells him to take a seat. She has some questions for us apparently and we’re not to go anywhere until she tells us we can. Yeah, she needs to be adopted by the club.

  “Young men, I’ve been hearing some things around town and I need to know your honest answers to the questions that I’m about to ask you,” she tells us, sitting down in the chair to have her hair washed. “I will know if you’re lying to me too, so don’t even think about it.”

  “What have you heard Mrs. Sampson?” Darcy asks, motioning for us to follow her closer to the wash sinks.

  “I heard that these two are courting you and trying to keep you safe. That you’re trying to make a go of it with both of them,” she answers.

  “That’s true ma’am,” Crash speaks up.

  “Don’t go calling me ma’am now. My name is Wilma, use it!”

  “I’ll remember that, Wilma,” Crash replies, looking like a skulking, scolded child.

  “What are your intentions with my favorite girl here?” she asks, motioning her hand in the general direction of where she thinks Darcy is standing.

  “We want to teach her that she’s ours to protect and cherish. We’ll make sure she’s safe and loved. And we want to gain her trust and teach her that not everyone is out to hurt her,” I answer, looking at Darcy instead of the woman questioning us.

  “And what about when you get to the point one of you wants to marry her? What happens then?”

  “She marries one of us and commits herself to the other one. The decision is hers and we’ll let her make the decision when that time comes,” I answer.

  “And if you hurt her, you know that I’m going to come after you. Right?” she asks, letting her voice turn dark so we know she means business.

  Wilma tips her head back and let’s Riley get to work on rinsing her hair. I truly believe that if we do anything to hurt Darcy or not protect her, she will come after us and make us hurt. What she doesn’t understand is that if something were to happen to our girl, we would hurt more than anyone else could ever make us. Darcy has become someone that’s more important to us than anything else. The only other thing that will ever come before her is our club. If I could change that, I would.

  Darcy leads us back to the front while she goes and starts cleaning up her station for the next client to come in. while I’d rather be out looking for the person that’s going after Darcy, I know that Gage has guys on it. Tech is running every program he can think of to try to find this person. And he’s got guys around the clock monitoring the cameras on her house. So far, everything has been a dead end, and no one has shown back up there. Apparently, they know that she’s not staying there and have decided not to waste their time going there. For now, anyway.

  Chapter Five

  Crash

  IT’S BEEN A FEW DAYS SINCE THE SCENE at the salon. Trojan told me that he wanted to adopt Wilma. I can see his point, but no one will ever take the place of Ma. Wilma is an extremely close second to her, but she’ll never take her place. He knows this and explained that he wasn’t trying to replace Ma, he just misses the hell she would give any of us when she thought we needed it. That is completely understandable. I think we all miss that from her. We just miss her in general.

  Darcy is continuing to come around more and more with placing her trust in our hands. She hasn’t really opened up to us yet, but I know it’s not going to be much longer before she does. Gage knows more than we do at this point and he’s not saying a single word. While I’m grateful that he’s keeping his word to her, and teaching her that she can trust us all, I want to know the full story of what’s been going on.

  “Crash, can you help me for a minute?” Darcy asks, walking out to the living room in nothing but a towel.

  I swear my eyes are about to bug out of my head and there’s only one thing running through my mind right now. Hell, I’m surprised I can put one foot in front of the other since all the blood flowing through my body has currently moved to the southern region. Darcy leads me into the bedroom that we’ve all been sharing, and I see that she’s trying to reach one of the bags on the top shelf of the closet. I’m not sure why she threw it up there, but I’ll help her out. This is the only way that my mind is going to be cleared of the vision she’s currently showing me. Who am I kidding? Nothing is going to wipe the image of Darcy in nothing but a towel from my mind. Ever.

  She has never walked around the house in anything other than clothes. This just shows that she’s becoming more comfortable around us. we still haven’t seen her naked, but this is damn close. Too bad Trojan isn’t here to see this right now. As soon as the thought enters my head, he walks into the room. He’s also taken a shower and I know that there’s no way in hell he got to take one with her. I would know if he did and that might be something that we need to think about in the near future. If we can get her comfortable enough to take a shower with at least one of us, then maybe she’ll let us know she’s getting closer to be
ing ready for us to take her.

  “Why is this bag up here?” I ask, easily grabbing it and handing it to her.

  “It’s the clothes that Trojan grabbed that are a little bit smaller than what I usually wear. He grabbed them, so I might as well wear them,” she tells me, like it’s the most practical answer in the world.

  “Oh. Well, I’ll leave you to get dressed then,” I tell her, walking towards Trojan.

  “Who said you had to leave?” she asks, turning to look at both of us.

  “You’re really tryin’ to kill us, aren’t you?” Trojan asks her, starting to back up.

  “No. But, I’m tired of going to bed wanting and making you guys wait for what’s going to end up happening eventually.”

  Trojan and I look at one another and we’re both wearing the same dumbfounded look. We didn’t expect this to happen today. I’m definitely not going to turn our girl down, and we’ll stop if it gets to be too much for her. But, I’m curious as to what changed her mind.

  “I’m definitely not tryin’ to get you to change your mind, babe, but I thought you wanted to wait?” I ask, starting to move closer as if I’m stalking prey.

  “I did want to wait. I think that you guys are proving this isn’t going to be a one and done. You’ve all but moved me into your home, you’re making sure this madman doesn’t get me, and I’ve been putting you guys off long enough,” she tells us, letting us each know that she’s been giving this a lot of thought.

  I move in behind her and push in as close as I can get. Her neck is exposed, and I use that to my advantage and start kissing below her ear. Hearing movement, I know that Trojan is moving towards the front of our girl. He’s going to make sure that she’s primed and ready for us to take her. Tonight, we’re not going to take her ass, we’ll work her up to that. However, we’re both going to get, and give, as much pleasure as we possibly can.

  Trojan and I have had several conversations about this, and we decided that I would be the first one to take Darcy’s pussy. He will be the first one to take her ass when we get her there. And he’ll be the first one to fill her mouth with his cock. We just have to remember to take this as slow as possible with her. The last thing we want to do is scare her or hurt her any more than we have to.

  “We don’t want to hurt you,” Trojan tells her, leaning down to take her mouth.

  “It’s going to hurt no matter what,” she replies, just before Trojan invades her mouth.

  I watch as he kisses her breathless. Slowly, I run my hands up to the top of the towel and begin to remove it from her body. I’m going to take my time and savor the moment we both get to lay eyes on our girl naked. Trojan leans back a little bit from her so that I can fully remove the towel, he doesn’t break contact with her though. We don’t want her to go inside her own head and start over thinking what we’re doing to her.

  Nudging Trojan out of the way, I get my turn. I lean in and gently kiss Darcy. She’s going to set the pace of what happens here. She gently nips my bottom lip, letting me know that she wants more and isn’t sure how to go about asking for it. I deepen the kiss and let my tongue duel with hers. Darcy is still guiding the kiss, but we’re leading her closer and closer to the bed. Trojan is guiding us so that neither one of us trip up on our way to where we really want to be.

  Darcy

  I have been thinking about nothing else but Crash and Trojan finally taking me. They’re trying to go at my pace and I love them for that. I’m over waiting though. Every single day I watch them with barely any clothes on. Crash usually has none on when we go to bed, and they have been slowly torturing me. I know I’ve done the same thing to them and I haven’t even tried to. My only thought has been being comfortable when I’m relaxing and going to bed.

  The two men consume me as they start to make me relax in their individual embraces. My main concern is that they’re going to expect me to let them take my ass tonight. I know I won’t be able to do that right now. It’s going to be hard enough to give up my virginity to them. Just as I go to stop them and tell them my concerns, Trojan stops me.

  “I know you say you’re sure, just please know that we’ll stop no matter what if you say the word. And we’re not even goin’ to attempt to do anythin’ with your ass right now,” Trojan tells me, and I feel my entire body relax even further.

  Laying back on the bed, I make myself comfortable. Crash is the first one to climb up my body. He kisses and licks his way from my ankles, up my legs, and completely bypassing my pussy altogether. I try to get my legs as close together as possible to relieve some of the building pressure and tension. His massive body prevents me from getting any sort of friction I need though. Crash starts paying attention to my tits, moving from one to the other while gently biting and sucking them into his mouth.

  Trojan moves closer to my head and I see that he’s already naked. I’m not sure when either of them took any of their clothes off, but they’re both naked. As Crash works my body over, driving me insane, I try to get my first glimpse of Trojan completely naked. His body is amazing. He’s got muscles and ridges from head to toe. My eyes drift towards the part of his body I most want to see, and I can’t believe that they think that thing is going to fit anywhere in my body.

  “Firecracker, we’ll both fit no matter where we fill your body,” Crash tells me, sensing my hesitation. “Relax and let us give you pleasure.”

  “And in here, when we’re like this, Crash and I aren’t called that. We want you to call us our given names. I’m Dominic and Crash’s name is Brent,” Trojan tells me, inching closer to me.

  Laying back against the pillow Trojan placed under my head, he angles his body closer to me and leans down to once again leave me breathless with a kiss. These men know how to kiss, and I wonder what else they know how to do as good as that. Crash makes his way back down my body, leaving a wet trail from my breasts down towards my aching pussy. An overwhelming sense of embarrassment washes over me and I try to close my legs. He pries them back apart and places gentle kisses on each one of my thighs, while Trojan moves from kissing me to moving his way down to that spot just below my ear.

  My upper body arches off the bed on its own in an attempt to get closer to Trojan. Crash is using one hand to hold my hips in place where he wants them as he moves his mouth closer to where I truly want him. His first taste of me has my back arching even further off the bed and my eyes closing. As Crash slowly inserts a finger into my tight pussy, he moves his mouth to my throbbing clit. It doesn’t take long before I feel my release crashing over me like a wave breaking on a reef.

  “Brent!” I moan out, not wanting this feeling to ever end.

  I feel moisture at my lips before I can even begin to come back down to earth. Opening my eyes, I see Trojan’s cock at my mouth. I’ve never given anyone a blow job before, but my mouth opens, and I lick the head. His groan gives me the motivation I need to open even wider and begin to make my way down his silky hard shaft. I slowly move my head up and down a few times while using my tongue to swirl around his cock. Trojan continues to moan, and I look up to see his head thrown back with his eyes closed. There’s a look of pure ecstasy on his face and I’m the one that put it there. This knowledge pushes me to do my absolute best to keep it on his face.

  I’m so tuned into giving Trojan the most pleasure that I can that I don’t feel Crash lining himself up to enter me. the only clue I have is the cock being pulled out of my mouth just as Crash breaches the proof of my virginity. My entire body tenses up and I feel tears running down my face. There’s definitely pain, but it’s not anything I can’t handle. Looking up, I see the sweat starting to shine on Crash’s body. He’s holding himself so rigid and still to ensure that nothing happens before I’m ready.

  “I’m ready for you to move,” I tell him, placing my hand on his chest where his heart rests as the pain begins to subside. Making sure I look at him is the only way I can think of to let him know that even though it hurt, I trust him to make me feel good now. These me
n are rapidly earning my full trust.

  Trojan puts his cock back at my lips and I immediately open up to take him back where I want him. Crash starts to slowly move in and out of me. The more he moves, the more pleasure begins to start building within my body again. So many sensations are running through my body that I don’t know where to focus. I begin to falter giving Trojan a blow job and he places his hands on either side of my head to hold it still. Looking up at him, I use my eyes to let him know that I trust him completely. For a few seconds, he doesn’t move.

  “That means more than you know baby,” Trojan tells me, his voice raspy and lower than I’ve ever heard it before. He’s completely in the throes of passion and letting me know how much my trust in him means.

  “So fuckin’ tight, babe,” Crash ground out, starting to add a swivel to his hips that rubs against my clit every time he moves back in my body.

  Slowly I begin to raise my hips and meet him thrust for thrust. There’s absolutely no pain left and I’m beginning to chase my release as I try to ensure that these two men find theirs as well. It doesn’t take any of us very long to find our mutual release. Even though neither men wanted to hurt me, their movements become erratic. Trojan is pushing farther into my mouth, but paying close enough attention that he doesn’t gag me or make me take more of him than I can. Crash was trying to be gentle and I know that there’s no way he’s giving me everything that he normally would. I can’t wait until I get both of these men at their best!

  My men follow me closely over the edge, each one growling out my name. Trojan tried to pull out of my mouth, but I wanted to taste him. So, I sucked on his cock just a little bit harder to let him know that I wanted to swallow everything he had to give me. In case Crash had any ideas about not giving me what I wanted, I wrapped my legs around him tight enough that he couldn’t pull away before he found his release.

  They keep me wrapped in their arms as we all come down from an earth shattering release. Trojan runs his hands up and down my back while Crash is placing gentle kisses on my face as I catch my breath. My men seem to be able to catch theirs remarkably quick. Just as I get my breath back and some feeling back into my legs, the guys get up and head to the bathroom. I’m not sure what they’re doing, but I’m ready to fall asleep.