I heard Ellie’s breathing pattern change. Her hips jerked slightly trying to anticipate Owl’s touch. He didn’t speed up his manipulations. He didn’t firm his touch. He pulled Ellie’s outer lips apart and gently massaged those. He looked alternately at what he was doing between her legs and at her face to gage her reaction.
I knew he was aroused. I could see it, but there was nothing lustful or lecherous in Owl’s eyes. He was attentive to his charge.
His eyes caught mine. A smile spread across his face. There, in his glance at me, I saw it. The lust he didn’t give to Ellie.
Owl wanted Ellie. I knew that. But when he looked at me… it was different. I couldn’t explain that look in his eyes and how it flicked to something else when it landed on me. It was like turning an overhead light on in a room lit by moonlight.
“Owl if you don’t get started soon I’m gonna come over there and finish it for you.” Hawk growled.
“We’re almost there,” soothed Owl. “Aren’t we, Ellie?”
Ellie’s response was a shuddered breath. Her hips undulated even more.
“Okay, I think we’re there.” Owl reached over to the nightstand and grabbed a condom. He tore open the packet with his teeth. As he rolled it on, his eyes caught mine again. He held his dick in his hand and raised an eyebrow.
I realized that he was asking me for permission. Last chance, that look said. Are you in or out?
I nodded my head.
When Owl turned away and slid into Ellie, I gulped. Beside me, Hawk smirked. He put his hand on my shoulder and gave me a squeeze. Then we both turned our attention back to the bed.
“Oh fuck, Ellie. Your meat’s still pretty sweet, isn’t it?”
Ellie grinned up at Owl. Hawk let out a laugh. I felt a twinge of disappointment at being left out of whatever private joke they were sharing. But the twinge left me as I watched Owl’s penis disappear into Ellie.
He fucked her slow, with deep strokes that had his ass cheeks clenching as he tilted up and into her. Ellie trembled and groaned with an impending orgasm. She was on the cliff, about to step over into oblivion when Owl withdrew.
“Owl, watch how much you tease my girl.” Hawk warned.
Owl ignored Hawk and flipped Ellie onto her stomach. With Ellie up on her knees in Doggy Style, he entered her from behind. He thrust into her, slow and ass-clenchingly deep just like before.
Owl reached around and grabbed both of Ellie’s arms, bringing them behind her back. He sped up his thrusting, still pumping deeply into her. Ellie’s face went into the mattress, raising her ass up higher in the air. Ellie whimpered, her body and mind in that place of suspension at the top of the roller coaster ride.
“Owl…” Hawk’s tone was a low growl.
Owl’s eyes came back to me, a question. He was asking me if I should let her come. I’d been where Ellie was more times than I could count. I thought I hated it, thought it was a place of denial. But it wasn’t. That place of suspension was where I saw everything clearly just before everything crashed around me and I lost all sense.
I waited one breath, two, three, before I nodded to Owl, giving him the go ahead. I thought he would pump faster into Ellie, but he slowed down. I watched Ellie’s body shake, starting at her hips, and then radiating out to her legs and her torso.
The orgasm broke from her on a scream that anyone not in the room might’ve thought was one of pain. The orgasm continued with long, low moans as her body quivered and quaked. Ellie came so hard for so long she pushed Owl out of her. She shook and jerked on the bed as though she were having a seizure.
Owl knelt over her, watchful and attentive to her every move.
And finally, the convulsions turned down to the more normal trembling of post-orgasmic bliss. Ellie curled herself into a fetal position while she caught her breath.
When her eyes opened, they were slow to focus. But finally she did, and a lazy smile spread across her face. “Thanks, Owl.”
Owl grinned back at her. “You’re welcome, sweet meat.”
“Fuck,” Hawk whispered beside me. He looked as shell-shocked as Ellie. His dick was ramrod straight in his boxer shorts.
Owl wrapped Ellie in a blanket and carried her to Hawk. “After that, I need to fucking blow. Do you mind?” Owl tilted his head to indicate the bed.
“Nah,” said Hawk. “Knock yourself out man.”
Owl crooked his finger at me. I looked down. His dick was rock hard and pointing up at me.
Chapter Nineteen
“You didn’t come?” I asked.
Owl shook his head. “I only come for you.”
All my life I’ve heard stories about people falling in love. I thought I’d been in love before. I’d tripped over some douche bags, fallen down on top of their shit, and gotten hurt by them. Not this time.
I took Owl’s hand and allowed him to pull me up. This time, I stepped into love with sure feet. Owl fell backwards onto Hawk’s bed and I climbed on top of him. He caught me as I descended down onto him for a kiss.
Owl reached between us and removed the condom he’d just used with Ellie. He reached for another, but I stayed his hand. “You don’t have to. I’m clean and on the pill. And I trust you.”
I reached under my skirt to slide my panties to the side, only to remember that Eagle had never given them back from this afternoon. I hitched my skirt up over my ass and sat down on the dick of the man I loved.
Owl let his head fall back onto the pillows. He rubbed his thumb over my lip and let me ride him. We stared into each other’s eyes as we filled and expanded into each other.
There it was, what had been missing in his eyes when he’d fucked Ellie. That look of lust mixed with something I hoped and prayed was love. Looking directly into it right now, I saw a spotlight in the darkness that had been inside of me all of my life. It was so bright I had to look away.
I laid my head down on Owl’s shoulder as I continued to ride him. He rested one hand gently in my hair and the other went to my ass. He rimmed me with his fingers, inserting one into my anus.
His thrusts sped up, and he pumped into me harder, pulling me down onto him. “Fuck, Kira, fuck,” he panted. “I’m sorry, baby.”
I pulled away to look into his eyes, trying to understand what he was sorry for. His face contorted in that picture of agony and ecstasy that was orgasm. It was beautiful. I couldn’t take my eyes off him as he jerked and spilled his seed into me.
With his last jerk, he collapsed back onto the bed. “Shit, baby I’m sorry. I didn’t let you come.”
I let out a low laugh. Was that all? Didn’t he realize that without his loving I would’ve spent my life faking my way through sex and relationships? Owl had set me free, taught me to soar. One missed ride was nothing in the face of that.
“Don’t worry, man. I got her.” I looked behind me as Hawk stood and deposited a swaddled Ellie in one of the chairs. Then he made his way over, his thick erection leading the way.
I looked to Owl who was still slightly dazed from his orgasm. He raised that eyebrow at me, but it wasn’t in challenge. I knew if I gave him the word, he’d take me out of here. I looked back at Hawk. Not at Hawk, at Hawk’s dick. It was thick and long and it made me… curious.
Owl chuckled beneath me. He rolled me over, planting a deep kiss on my lips. Then he rose from the bed and made his way over to Ellie and the vacant seat.
Hawk grabbed a condom and rolled it on his massive dick. Then he came behind me. We lay on our sides and he wrapped his big body around me in a spoon and faced us both so we were looking at our loved ones. Owl reached out an arm to Ellie, and she leaned into him, resting her head on his shoulder.
Hawk entered my pussy from behind. No foreplay, no preamble. He let his cockhead part my lips and took his time sliding into me. I was thankful he gave me time to get used to him. I had no complaints about the size of my man’s instrument, but I had to admit Hawk’s dick was in another category.
My eyes widened as Hawk made his way dam
n near into my belly. Owl grinned back at me, not an ounce of jealousy on his face. He reminded me of how Hawk looked when Eagle or Crow fucked Ellie. Like it was a thing of beauty.
I kept my eyes on Owl as Hawk fucked into me. Hawk was not gentle. He fucked me hard, slapping his hips against my ass. My brain cells were near fried, but I remembered him saying he liked it rough from time to time. Every guy I’d ever been with before Owl had taken me pretty roughly. But there was something different about the way Hawk moved his hips into me.
He spread my thighs wide, opening me up to his thrusting. He played with my clitoris, making slow, light circles in opposition to his hard, fast thrusting. Any remaining brain cells I had sizzled in the heat between us.
We grunted together in a two-part harmony. I felt myself approaching the top of the cliff, but I knew I wouldn’t get over by myself. I opened my eyes and focused on my boyfriend.
Owl’s eyes were watchful and attentive on me. He knew what I needed. He nodded his head for me to proceed.
But I still couldn’t go over. It wasn’t enough. I looked to him desperately, trying to communicate to him that I needed the words, needed him to tell me to do it.
“Come for me, Kira.”
I closed my eyes and melted back into Hawk as I slid down that slippery mountain of bliss. Hawk was not too far behind me.
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I’d fallen asleep in Owl’s arms. We’d left Ellie and Hawk alone in their room and made our way back down into the basement. We washed up in a warm shower and then slipped under the covers naked. Owl cocooned himself around my body, twining his legs and his hands with my own. I felt safe, protected, at home.
I woke in the middle of the night to him stroking my hair.
“Do you need some space?” Those words were hard for me to force out. I did not want to leave, but even more than that I didn’t want him to leave me. If this were the thing that would push him away, me insisting on sleeping in his bed, I’d give it up and go back to sleeping alone. I’d been doing it most of my life. Lying in a cold bed would be worth the price of admission into this man’s heart.
“No, I’m good,” he said. “This is comfortable.”
I breathed a sigh of relief as he ran his fingers through my hair. “Hey, Owl?”
“Yeah, baby?”
“That thing you did with Ellie, the massage, I want you to do that to me.”
“I will, baby,” I heard the smile in his voice. “Tomorrow night, okay?”
“Okay.”
“Go back to sleep, Kira.”
It was the best night of sleep I’d had in years, probably the best night of sleep of my life. Most of my nights as a child I’d awakened to shouts of anger or cries of despair. I’d lay awake in the dark, alone aching for someone to hold me through the night. But my mother was not the affectionate type, at least not with her child. And my father was never around. He’d never paid me enough attention to reach his arms out to me. But none of that mattered any more.
I woke up late the next morning. It was near ten when I rolled over. Owl wasn’t in bed, but I wasn’t surprised at that after I saw the time. He had done more than enough. He’d held me through the night, keeping me warm and safe. I think he kissed me at sunrise before he slipped out. It may have been a dream, but I was leaning more towards it being reality.
I rose and pulled on yesterday’s clothes, which were laid out neatly again. The house was empty when I made my way upstairs. Peering out the window to the front of the house, I saw that even Ellie’s car was gone. She was likely in the lab getting ready for finals. I should be in the library getting my last bit of studying on before exams started. And then I would be headed back home for the summer.
That thought did not sit well with me. The last thing I wanted to do was leave Owl. I had money saved from my part time job. Maybe I could rent an apartment for the summer. Maybe I could just stay here for the summer.
I texted Owl, asking where he was.
He responded immediately, telling me he was in the garage.
I made my way over there. There was loud music playing, practically bouncing off the walls. I opened the door to see a woman splayed out on the hood of a car. Eagle fucked her pussy. Crow had his dick between her breasts. Hawk had his dick in her mouth. And then there was Owl, who had his fingers on her clit.
I froze on the spot.
They were all laughing and saying filthy things to the woman, who I could see was a full grown woman and not some coed from one of their parties. Hawk had his massive dick rammed all the way down her throat in what looked like a painful way. Eagle slammed into her pussy in a way that reminded me of every one of my ex-boyfriends. Crow pinched her nipples hard as he fucked the valley of her breasts. Owl flicked his fingers on her swollen clit.
He must have sensed my presence because he looked up at me. With the woman’s clit still in hand, he smiled. It was a playful smile; a smile that said look at how I’m wining at this game I’m playing. He didn’t wrench his hands away and try to hide what he was doing.
I turned and dashed out of the door.
I burst out of the garage and into the sun trying to catch my breath.
“Kira?” He yelled after me. “Baby, what’s wrong?” He caught up and turned me around to face him.
“How could you do that?” I sniffed.
“Do what?”
Tears streamed down my face as I looked up at him realizing he would deny what I’d just seen with my own eyes. “You cheated on me. Just like all the rest of them. How could you fuck another woman after all that’s happened between us?”
“What are you talking about?”
I tried to wrench myself out of his hands, but he wouldn’t let me go. I yanked out of his hold and jerked back when he reached for me again.
I couldn’t listen to him anymore. He’d twist what I saw away from reality. He’d make me believe him and his vision. If I didn’t get away now I’d fall for it. I’d fall hard for it. The type of hurt that Owl could deal me would be the type I might never recover from.
I’d wind up just like my mother; sitting alone, staring out a window, waiting for someone to show up only to have him disappear again for weeks, months at a time. That would not be me. I swore that would never be me. I had to get out of here.
“Kira,” Owl called after me. “Kira, stop.”
But I didn’t. I couldn’t. I had to get away or else I would fall and never get back up. I’d lie back down in his bed and never bring myself to get back out of it.
“Kira, come for me. Now.”
I almost laughed out loud. Yeah, right. Like that’s going to-
I nearly doubled over as my body responded to his command. Like an arrow, I shot up the mountain. I didn’t pause at the top. I came crashing down to my knees right there on the street.
I couldn’t stop it. I couldn’t end it. I dug my nails into the dirt and waited for the orgasm to stop. It was not pleasant. In fact, it hurt. I sobbed my way through it until it was over.
A hand reached out and touched my shoulder. I turned and smacked it away.
“Don’t touch me,” I snarled. “Don’t you ever touch me again. Don’t you ever talk to me again.”
I covered my ears and took off at a run.
Chapter Twenty
I woke up alone in my childhood bed. I’d been home many times before over the two years I’d been away at college, but this morning was the first time the bed felt too small for my body. There were lumps in the mattress I hadn’t noticed before. The room smelled stuffy as though my mother kept the doors and windows closed.
My clit throbbed in need of attention. I’d left the vibe back in my dorm room. The constant aching had kept me awake all night. Sometime around three in the morning, I reached my hand between my thighs to answer its cries.
I didn’t start slow. There was no teasing. My strokes were a full on assault of my pussy. It was part frustration, part anger, part desperation to get my body under control; back under my control.
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I rubbed myself vigorously, trying to keep my mind blank of any and all thought. I only allowed myself to feel. To feel my slippery fingers on the terrain of my pussy as I stirred it to life. I got close. Closer than I’d ever gotten before on my own.
I scrambled up that cliff by sheer force of will. At the top I thrust my fingers into my pussy and pushed myself up the cliff. But I faltered at the edge, looking down at the place I so desperately wanted to be, the place I so desperately needed to be.
I rocked my hips along with the movements of my hand inching myself closer and closer to the edge. I thought about all the times I’d been flung off that cliff into oblivion. I mimicked the panting sounds of falling. I imitated the guttural sounds of crashing into bliss.
And then, it happened.
A tiny tremor broke free from my core. It was small, but it was enough. My pussy clenched around that tremor, stoking its embers. Tears stung my eyes as I let out a half groan, half laugh at my accomplishment.
“Kira? You awake?”
I wrenched my hand out of my panties. “Yeah, Momma. I’ll be out in a minute.”
I waited until I heard my mother’s footsteps go down the hall before I got out of bed. I changed my underwear, pulling the fabric over my happy pussy. It may have been a small treat, but it was a big deal to me. It proved I didn’t need him after all, which was good because it appeared I never had him in the first place.
I looked over to my cell phone on my nightstand. The flashing lights indicated that I had voice messages, texts, and emails that were unanswered. I left the phone there, untouched, and headed out of my bedroom.
I walked out into the living room where my mother sat by the window, a cigarette in between her fingers. She took a long pull as she looked out of the window at the empty street. Her other hand rested on a house phone.
“Hey, Momma.”
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