“Good morning Stephanie,” Tristan said, smiling. I simply blinked at him before I turned back to Micah who gave me a slow and sexy smirk.
“Morning…what’s going on?” I asked cautiously. Micah brushed the hair from my eyes and Tristan leaned forward to press a kiss to my shoulder. The brief interactions sent tingles through every nerve ending and some very sensitive muscles south of my belly button clenched in anticipation.
“We both want you Stephanie,” Tristan said and I rolled over onto my back so I wasn’t facing only one person. I glanced in between them in befuddlement.
“You…you mean you both have feelings for me…too?” I asked, still cautious. Tristan’s smile widened and Micah’s smirk turned into a full on grin.
“Yes and we think it would be best if we share you as our mate,” Micah said quietly. A thrill ran through me and I smiled.
“Really?” I asked with excitement leaking into my voice. They both chuckled and Tristan scooted closer to me. He pressed a kiss to my neck and goose bumps broke out across my skin as the sensation rippled through me.
“Yes, really,” he murmured and then he kissed me again, his tongue flicking out and tasting my skin. I gave a breathy moan and Micah’s hand slid up my camisole until he cupped my breast; he squeezed it in his hand and then pinched my nipple as he rolled it in between his fingers.
I gasped at the shot of pleasure that rippled through my core. My clit was throbbing and already my hips were moving as I sought some relief from the building pressure.
Tristan slipped his hand beneath the waistband of my shorts and his fingers found my clitoris immediately. I moaned out loud that time as he rubbed against the sensitive nub with the perfect amount of pressure. At the rate they were going I was going to climax in no time. Micah’s mouth closed around my nipple through the satin camisole and his tongue flicked against it before he gently nibbled on it with his teeth. I was breathing heavily and it felt like pleasure was coursing through my every vein.
Tristan’s fingers slid into my core easily with how wet I was and he pushed right against my G-spot. My back arched and he continued to work his fingers while Micah used his mouth on my breasts. The orgasm rushed through me like an electric wave and I clenched around Tristan’s fingers in spasms as my entire body shook with the pleasure. I was breathing hard when I came back down from the climax and then I realized that my clothes had been torn off of me and both Tristan and Micah were naked.
My eyes widened when I took in the size of them and I wet my lips with my tongue. Micah groaned and he scooted down between my legs where he pulled my knees over his shoulders. Micah’s mouth found my clit and he slid his tongue over it and then flicked against it hard and fast. I cried out, but then my cries of pleasure were muffled as I became preoccupied with Tristan’s straining cock. It was edging it towards my mouth and I flicked my tongue out against the engorged head before I took him into my mouth. Tristan moaned and then cursed, which was uncharacteristic of him, but sexy as hell.
I took him deeper into my mouth and his hands held my head and face tenderly as I sucked on him. Down below I felt Micah spreading the wetness from my core to my anus as he pushed a finger inside. My hand fisted in the sheets and my lips tightened around the base of Tristan’s cock. He moaned again and ordered Micah to do whatever he had just done to me again. Micah slipped another finger into me and I groaned at the feeling of fullness.
“Have you done this before Stephanie?” Micah asked as he slowly moved his fingers in and out of me. I nodded and then Tristan slid his cock out of my mouth, Micah moved up on the bed and laid down while he gripped my waist and positioned me over him. I felt him position his cock at the entrance of my sex and push slowly in, it felt like he filled me completely. I moaned as he began to slowly move in and out of me while Tristan used my arousal to lubricate himself as he slid into my ass.
I cried out as the feeling of fullness felt so good it was hard to breathe and not taste the pleasure that was coursing through me. Both Tristan and Micah started to move in tandem and I simply held on to Micah for the ride as they both thrust into me over and over again. I couldn’t help but cry out their names as their pace got faster and the pleasure got to be nearly too much.
I knew my orgasm was going to be devastating. The room was also filled with moans from both Tristan and Micah. I felt the sharp of edge of climax rocket through me and then I was falling into a million pieces. My vision blurred and I wasn’t aware of anything else other than being connected to both Tristan and Micah in that moment. I knew that they were it for me; for some reason I felt at home with them and I didn’t want it any other way. First Micah and then Tristan emptied their release into me. They had fully claimed me as theirs.
When our breathing returned to normal I found I was tucked securely in both Tristan and Micah’s arms. “That was amazing,” I whispered and they both chuckled. Micah kissed me softly on the lips and Tristan trailed kisses up my arm.
“It’s safe to say we’ll have a joint wedding then? You’ll agree to be our shared mate?” Tristan asked hopefully. I nodded and then smiled.
“I wouldn’t want it any other way,” I said and I snuggled securely in their warmth.
THE END
Bonus Story 44 of 50
Envy
Anna
Urgh.
Just looking at the building I grew up in always made me feel a little sick. It wasn’t because I had a bad childhood or anything, it just made me feel… childish to be there. And now, knowing that I was going to have to go inside with my tail between my legs, it was a million times worse.
I could hear the chimes of everyone’s self-righteous remarks ringing in my ears already:
‘I told you so.’
‘You should never have gone.’
‘It was obvious this was going to happen.’
And I really didn’t need to hear it. Yes, I had been warned about Mike’s bad temper and wandering eye. Yes, I’d stuck my head in the sand and moved away with him regardless. And yes, it had all blown up in my face in the worst way possible. But no, I really didn’t need to be told that everyone else had seen it before me.
I already knew that I was an idiot and I did not need anyone reminding me.
Mike had started off with emotional manipulation. By the time it had gotten to the odd slap and really vicious words, I was too far gone, too blindly in love and too far under his sway to see the truth about him. In fact, I would still be there, with him, had I not caught him in bed with the woman he’d told me once was his cousin. I’d spent time with her in social situations – we both had – and the whole time she was his lover.
Mike cheating on me, with his cousin of all people, was utterly humiliating, not to mention disgusting. Things could not go back to normal after that. I just couldn’t stay there, so I left
Unfortunately, with no cash flow, no real friends where I was, and no prospects, I’d been forced to move back home with my parents – an idea I was not looking forward to at all. They were keen for me to return, but I could barely stand the idea. But I had no other choice.
I pushed the door open and stepped tentatively inside.
“Hi sweetie,” said my mom. She instantly rushed to my side and threw her arms around my neck. “How are you?”
She was using an overly sympathetic voice – one that was particularly unwelcome. I didn’t want to have pity, or to even discuss it at all, I just wanted to focus on the future. I needed to work out how to go forward, and what I was going to do to pick up the pieces of my crappy life.
Living in the past for even another second would get me nowhere.
“I’m okay Mom, honest,” I said. I gently prized her off me. “Just tired, that’s all.”
“Oh,” she said. She shot me a disappointed look, clearly wanting me to open up to her, even though we’d never been that close. “I’ve made you some food…”
“Sure, sure. I could eat first.” I knew I wouldn’t hear the end of it if I didn’t. Sh
e would quickly become obsessed with my health, and I really didn’t need that. “I’m hungry too.”
I stepped in the kitchen, grabbing the plate of lasagna that was sitting on the side, and turned to find my brother stuffing his face at the table.
I smiled at him and said, “Hey Harry, it’s great to see you.” And it really was. Out of everyone, Harry was the one person I was most looking forward to spending some time with again. He’d always had my back, and I could guarantee that he wouldn’t bring up Mike despite the fact that he’d also been one of the people who had tried to warn me.
“Good, how are you?” he answered. He looked me up and down with a quizzical look on his face. “You look… different.”
I knew exactly what he meant, and a sadness burned through me. It wasn’t so much a physical thing, it was more that I’d recoiled in on myself. The once proud woman was gone, and what had been left was kind of pathetic. A mess – the sort of woman I used to look down on.
“Yeah,” I murmured, sitting down to eat and refusing to meet his eye. I didn’t want him to understand the depth of his words. “I know.”
After a few moments of stilted silence he continued, trying to draw me back in. “How’s the running going?”
At one point, I used to love running so much that everyone thought I’d go pro. I completed marathons and other long-distance events. It had been my dream, but then Mike appeared, and he didn’t like me exercising. So like an idiot, I gradually ran less and less. It was shameful, looking back on it now.
I took a deep sigh, hating having to admit this. “I don’t really do it anymore.”
“Whoa,” Harry whispered to himself, the extent of things seeming to hit him at that moment. “I thought you were a coach or something?”
Another lie I’d told to cover up my crappy life. I didn’t want people to know that Mike had destroyed every temp job I’d had with his incessant phone calls and jealousy, so I’d made something up. I’d acted like I’d gotten everything I’d ever wanted, just to shut down everyone who told me that Mike wasn’t right for me.
“No,” I said sadly, and was forced to admit. “Not exactly.”
“Well, I don’t know what your plans are,” Harry mused thoughtfully. “But my friend Brad works as a personal trainer at the local gym these days. I know he’s looking for new clients and if I tell him that you’re my sister, I’m sure he’ll give you a discounted rate and a payment plan – something like that. Might be a way to rebuild your confidence.” He sounded a little awkward saying this, and I knew why. He didn’t want to admit that I looked a mess, and that my life was in the toilet, so he was trying to find a kind way around that.
Not only was that the sweetest thing ever, it was also the best offer I’d had in a long time, so I nodded enthusiastically, instantly agreeing to his plan. Maybe some fitness was exactly what I needed. Maybe it would help my kick start my life all over again.
Now all I needed was a job, to not only pay for the training, but also to help get myself back on my feet.
I hoped that would be the easy part.
*****
Brad
“Whoa.” As soon as Anna walked into the gym, I knew that I was in serious trouble. I’d only agreed to take her on as a client for Harry’s sake – he’d practically begged me – I hadn’t realized just how much that was really going to cost me.
This girl was literally the most attractive women I’d ever laid eyes on. She was svelte, curvy, and had a wicked smile. When she walked, she had this amazing sway. She had long, blonde hair, full lips, pale skin, and blue eyes.
I wanted her immediately.
But of course, she was out of bounds. The sister of a friend always is off-limits; that was common knowledge.
Shit. Stop thinking anything! I scolded myself. Just focus on the work.
“Hi,” she smiled sweetly at me as she stepped nearer. “I’m Anna. Thank you for agreeing to take me on Brad. I haven’t been to the gym for a while, so I’m not quite sure where I’m at unfortunately…”
When she talked to me she, tilted her head in a cute, feminine way that I really liked. I started to get an erection. Good thing I was wearing my looser pants.
Now, normally this would be the time for me to do my elevator sales pitch, to highlight exactly why I was the best personal trainer around, but instead my mind went frustratingly blank, and my penis was not getting any softer. “Erm… sure, we’ll… figure it out,” I said sounding like an idiot.
Get it together!
“Okay,” I forced myself to sound a little more confident. “So let’s get started with my usual tester routine…”
As we went over this, I found it very difficult to concentrate on the task at hand. As she bent her body in the sexiest ways, and showed me just what she was capable of, I kept finding my mind wandering. I don’t know if she noticed my erection, I hope not. Anna was definitely underestimating her own ability, she was amazing and could do anything I asked of her, and that made her even more attractive.
I just wanted to rip off her clothes and make love to her right there on the bench. I kept it together, though.
Ah, what the hell was I going to do? How was I going to restrain myself? I’d never been particularly good at that.
*****
Logan
I watched Brad giving that new girl the eye, and my heart screwed up in jealousy. I hated seeing him flirting with anyone else, it drove me absolutely crazy, and the fact that he just did it so casually in front of me, as if my feelings didn’t even matter (not that he knew about my feelings), it damn near killed me.
I’d been in love with him from the very first second that he started work at the gym, and every day around him, being so close but unable to touch him, it was agonizing. Usually, I was great at determining the sexuality of others – as a bisexual, I found myself really in tune with other people – but with Brad I just couldn’t work it out at all, and that made my own emotions even more difficult to deal with. All the signs were pointing to him being straight, but I just wasn’t fully, one hundred percent convinced.
I’d wondered if I was just kidding myself at there was any chance that he was bi. Looking at him at that moment, with that blonde girl smiling up at him and smiling, I was pretty sure of it. He had to be straight.
But I couldn’t turn my feelings off, no matter how hard I tried. And I had tried continuously.
I hated that girl he was with, coming in and taking so easily the affection that I wanted so much more.
It seemed that my feelings for Brad would forever be unrequited. But what the hell could I do about that?
*****
Anna
My heart literally skipped a beat the first time I laid eyes on Brad. He was a vision of the perfect man – strong, muscular, tall, dark-haired, and very handsome. He had these amazing piercing green eyes, and dimples to die for. He was the picture of a rebound dream – not that I was necessarily looking for a hook-up of any kind – but even if he was, he was completely and utterly out of reach. As Harry’s friend and my personal trainer, he was firmly in the no-go area.
I had to just ignore that, and concentrate on getting fit once more.
At first, I tried to ignore the fluttering he gave me in my stomach, and the intense desire I felt every time his body got close enough to mine, and just focus on the task at hand. I figured that the longer I spent with him, and the more I got to know him, the easier this would become.
***
But the effect he had on me was the complete opposite.
Around him I become a bumbling idiot, a horny fool, and I wasn’t sure how long I could keep away from him for. And this only got worse the longer we were together.
By the time we reached our sixth session, my desire towards him was growing increasingly stronger without showing any signs of letting up, and it was driving me insane. I wanted him so damn badly, but I also didn’t want to lose him as a trainer. I didn’t want to risk losing him in the professional sense because
he was excellent at his job. His lessons were the only thing giving me purpose. Sure, I’d managed to land a crappy part-time job as a receptionist, but I hated that, and all the other girls in the office were really bitchy. Working out at the gym was something I loved and needed that way more than I needed him.
At least, that was what I told myself when I kept finding myself needing to touch him at every given opportunity!
The worst part was that I could almost sense desire coursing off of him around me too. I may have been imagining it, but as time went on it seemed like he was struggling to keep away from me too. That made the taboo, illicit thing that much more exciting. I almost couldn’t bear it.
“Okay, I think that’s it for today. Great work.” Brad shot me his award-winning grin, as I got back into a standing position. “You’re really improving.”
I glanced my eyes around the room, as I always did during our interactions, to give me anything else to focus on. It quickly hit me that we were all alone. The entire gym, which was normally bustling with activity, was completely abandoned.
“Where is everyone?” I asked him, completely confused.
“We ran way over time today,” he laughed. “But you were doing so well. The gym is actually shut.”
I gulped, my body instantly lighting up on fire with his words. I was alone, with Brad, in an empty gym. It was like all my secret fantasies coming true. The thoughts I’d been trying so desperately not to think came bubbling to the surface like an unwelcome flood.
“Right,” I practically whispered. “Well I should…”
He nodded sharply, a strange expression on his face. Was he feeling it too? Was he acutely aware that this was the first time that we’d ever been completely by ourselves?
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