In the Beginning

by Marks, Teir

  Synn pulled his dick through the slit in his boxers. He smacked it against her clit a few times, listening as she moaned out. He lined himself up before embedding his dick to the hilt. Nyela moaned out, arching off the bed as her hands came up to his wrist.

  He removed his hand from around her neck and grabbed her hands, holding them above her head. Synn pulled out to the head before slamming back in.

  “Fuck, Synn.” Nyela moaned out.

  He began to continuously thrust into her, leaning down to kiss her. The kiss was intense, frantic as he slipped his tongue into her mouth. Leading the frenzied kiss.

  Synn reached down with his free hand and began to rub her clit, continuing to thrust in and out of her.

  This wasn’t meant to be a drawn-out romp in the sheets. It was meant to show her that he was the only man she was ever going to need and to never say that shit to him again.

  Even as he simply thought about it, he began to thrust even harder. His temper fueling him. Her legs came up, wrapping around his waist as she began to clench around him.

  Synn rubbed her clit faster as he felt his balls begin to tighten. She was tight as a glove. Wet as an ocean, and his dick felt like he was in paradise.

  “Baby, I’m cumming!” Nyela moaned out, and Synn felt her pussy clamp down on his dick.

  He thrust into her several more times before slamming in all the way as he came. Synn bit her bottom lip before kissing her harshly. Breaking the kiss, he pulled out of her and headed to the bathroom.

  Synn cleaned himself up before wetting a towel with warm water and taking it back into the bedroom. Nyela was laying in the same position he’d left her in, her chest rising and falling heavily. He cleaned her up, taking the towel back into the bathroom and throwing it into the towel hamper. He grabbed another Instant Heat Compress, knowing that the original one that he’d grabbed was probably no longer hot.

  Nyela was lying on her side of the bed on her stomach. Hands under her pillow.

  Synn activated the compress and placed it on her shoulder as he slid into bed on his side. She gave him a smug little smile because she had gotten what she wanted. He simply raised a brow at her before lying down.

  “You and your siblings may want to invest in a second torture room.” She told him. Synn made a noise of acknowledgment.

  When they had gotten Brian to the house, his first instinct had been to lock him up with Henry. However, Grae had vetoed that plan. Stating that it would put in jeopardy the progress he’d made with Maleiha’s help. Especially if Brian found a way to tell Henry that Maleiha wasn’t the victim she was pretending to be.

  So, instead, they had placed him in a supply closet in the underground training room. He was tied up securely, but as a precaution, they had locked the weapon room down with the biometric locks, and once they were back on the first floor, they locked the elevator on that floor as well.

  He knew she was right. They did need to invest in a second room. They had never needed one before, but if this ever happened again, where they had to hold two people connected to one another but keep them separate they would need one.

  Synn turned the light out, and a moment later, he felt her move over to him. Her head came to rest on his shoulder, and he slid his arm under her pulling her closer. He wasn’t one that liked to cuddle, and though she had said she didn’t like to either, she did an awful lot of it. So, he did it. For her. For his queen.

  Larkin slowly moved her hips back and forth as Emery gripped them. She wanted her second orgasm of the night, and she had no intention of stopping until she got it.

  The night had been a bit stressful. Watching everything that went on in that building had raised her blood pressure and stress level, and she hadn’t even been the one in there. The whole idea to her seemed a bit dangerous; however, as she watched the two older women in action, it made her more susceptible to the notion of learning hand to hand combat.

  She had agreed because Maleiha had a valid point. She wasn’t sure if she would be able to pull the trigger, though she had seen enough guns in a couple of the neighborhoods she lived in growing up.

  As she had watched, she found herself throwing out a suggestion or two. She hadn’t known what had driven her too, but it just felt right, and she wanted to be of some sort of help to the two women.

  She was eager to get started training with Ashton, but she knew it would be a few days at the least. She had seen him moving rather slowly, and she was sure that just like Maleiha and Nyela, he had gotten hurt as well.

  Larkin wanted him to train her when he was one hundred percent. She also contemplated asking Grae to train her as well. She had learned from Emery that he was good at throwing knives. It wasn’t that she particularly wanted to throw knives, but she figured it took persistence and a large amount of discipline.

  “Emery!” Larkin exclaimed as her girlfriend gave her a particularly hard thrust.

  “Ride this dick. Stop playing.” Emery responded.

  Biting her bottom lip, Larkin began to move up and down the strap, doing as Emery asked. Though her girlfriend didn’t get anything other than the vibration, if she had turned it on, from her riding the silicone strap, she knew that the visual was enough.

  Her girlfriend liked to watch the way her breast bounced up and down as she road her. Or the way her ass shook when she rode her backward or was hitting it from the back.

  As she moved up and down, Emery thrust up to meet her.

  At times, Larkin still wondered how sex with another woman was the best sex that she’d ever had in her life. Granted, she hadn’t slept with a lot of people. The fact still remained.

  Reaching down, she placed her hands on Emery’s breast and began to rub her nipples. A moment later, the older woman took her hands in hers and pulled her forward until they were chest to chest.

  Emery then reached around and grabbed Larkin’s ass as she began to fuck her faster and harder. She was hitting the right spot, and Larkin knew it wouldn’t be long before she was gushing all over the strap.

  She moaned out as she felt what she had been waiting for. Her pussy clenching as she moaned out.

  “Emery! Daddy, I’m cumming!” It was only seconds later that she felt herself cumming all over the strap.

  Emery’s thrust slowed down before stopping and rolling them over. She leaned in to kiss Larkin. She kissed her back, bringing her hands up to lace into the older woman’s hair.

  They broke the kiss, and Emery slowly pulled the strap from her pussy. Larkin moaned out softly as it was removed.

  She watched as Emery got off the bed, removing the strap before heading into the bathroom.

  Larkin lay there, her eyes fluttering. She didn’t hear Emery come back, so she jumped slightly when she felt the warm towel on her — cleaning her.

  A few minutes later, the bed dipped, and she rolled towards Emery.

  “You didn’t cum.” She stated, cuddling up to her girlfriend.

  “I’m fine.”

  Larkin slid her hand between Emery’s legs. Intent on making sure she got off as well. However, Emery gripped her wrist and pulled it back up her body, draping it over her waist. It wasn’t the first time that Larkin had noticed her doing that when she tried to touch her intimately. She hadn’t asked about it the first couple of times, but she figured now was as good a time as any.

  “Why do you always do that?”

  “Do what, Princess?”

  “You don’t like it when I touch you.”

  Larkin moved back as Emery turned on her side to face her. “It isn’t that. I’m a touch me not. It’s…it means that I derive my pleasure from giving it to you. I don’t necessarily need to be touched. Sometimes, I want to cum. Sometimes I don’t. This was one of those times that I didn’t need too.” She leaned in and kissed Larkin again. “

  Larkin nodded, settling back against Emery as she closed her eyes. She always felt exhausted after a good orgasm. She felt Emery’s arms wrap around her, and she got more comfortable. Preparin
g for sleep to settle in.

  Maleiha sat in front of Grae as he disinfected her cuts. They had showered when they’d gotten back, but she knew that they still needed to be cleaned with antiseptic. It stung the slightest bit; however, it wasn’t anything that she couldn’t handle. It also didn’t hurt that Grae would lightly brush his lips over her cuts and bruises before disinfecting them.

  He had pretty much been glued to her since they got back to the house. She knew that he had been worried about her. Even though he had tried to hide it, she didn’t mind, though.

  Once he was finished, she felt him kiss her neck. As he got off the bed to take the antiseptic back into the bathroom, Maleiha laid down on her side. She grabbed Grae’s pillow and held it to her chest, burying her face in it.

  A few minutes later, she heard him come out of the bathroom, turning the lights out. He came into view on his side of the bed and lifted a brow at her.

  “Can I have my pillow back, Beauty?”

  Maleiha smiled at him, relinquishing the pillow, though it wasn’t the only one on his side of the bed. She waited for him to get settled into bed before she moved over and lay her head on his chest. It had been a long night, and she knew that he was tired.

  Though the plan had been Nyela’s and pretty simple, it had been Grae that made sure every aspect was planned down to the smallest detail. Even though the older woman had strayed from the plan, he had also been extremely hands-on with her training leading up to tonight.

  It wasn’t long before she heard his even breathing and realized he’d fallen asleep. Maleiha knew that she was a ways away from being able to go. The adrenaline from the night was still coursing through her veins.

  Shifting onto her back, she stared up at the ceiling — the moonlight from the window filtering in, casting shadows.

  Time ticked by, and as she glanced over at the clock, she saw that fifteen minutes had gone by since she’d turned onto her back.

  Maleiha looked over at Grae. It was something about the way the moonlight settled across his face. She was well aware that her man was beyond fine, but at that moment, it was almost like a kick in her gut. Like a dam had flooded her panties.

  Slowly, Maleiha shimmied out of her panties. She had learned that if she moved too much, Grae seemed to feel it or sense it, but she supposed it didn’t matter at that moment.

  Turning over, she threw one of her legs over his waist and kissed his shoulder before moving up and whispering in his ear.

  “Baby.”

  Grae moved slightly, but not enough that she had woken him up. Maleiha leaned in and bit his neck lightly before placing her lips back to his ear.

  “I can’t sleep, Daddy.”

  Maleiha knew he loved it when she called him that. It was as if that one word held whatever power she needed when she wanted something from him that she thought he might say no to. It didn’t fail her this time either.

  She let out a small squeak as he pulled her up his body to straddle his head. Her hands went to the headboard to steady herself as she felt his tongue flick over her clit. She looked down at him as he swirled his tongue around it before pushing it into her pussy.

  Maleiha threw her head back and moaned. His tongue was like magic. If she had to pick between his dick and his tongue, it would be a tough choice.

  Grae smacked her ass before squeezing it, and Maleiha took that as her cue. She began to ride his tongue slowly. Rocking back and forth each time it was buried deep inside of her.

  She didn’t notice that he had moved them down on the bed until she was leaning over, her hands in his hair as she rode his tongue faster.

  After a couple of minutes, she lifted up, and Grae flattened his tongue. It was precisely what she was wanting. Clitoral orgasms came easily for her, and they were almost as intense as the ones she had when he was abusing her g-spot with his dick.

  Maleiha began to rub her clit against his tongue as she gripped his hair tighter. She could feel her orgasm building, and she rocked faster. Bearing down a little harder on his tongue.

  “Fuck! I’m cumming! I’m cumming!” She exclaimed as her body began to spasm.

  She didn’t have time to come down from her orgasmic high before he had flipped her on her back, pulled his boxers down enough to allow his dick to spring free, and buried himself to the hilt inside of her.

  “Daddy!” She placed her hands on his stomach.

  “Move your hands. Let Daddy have this pussy.” He pulled out before snapping his hips and slamming back in.

  Maleiha did as she was told. Bringing her arms up to wrap them around his neck, pulling him down against her. She liked it when he fucked her like that when they were skin to skin.

  Grae hooked her legs over his arms as he leaned in to place his lips to hers. He ran his tongue along her bottom lip before taking it between his teeth. Maleiha groaned out

  “I’m going to put you to sleep, Beauty.”

  It was Maleiha’s turn to bite his lip. “You promise, Daddy?”

  Grae growled out as he pulled out and slammed back into her. “You know it.”

  He began to fuck her hard. Slamming into her each time and brushing that bundle of nerves.

  As often as they had sex, Maleiha didn’t think she would ever get used to it, but that was a good thing. It surprised her every time. Made her experience something new.

  He was an animal when he was fucking her. She never thought that would be something she was interested in. However, it got her off like nothing else ever had.

  It wasn’t just his dominating fucking. He had the ability to be gentle with her as well. Though it was a mix of the two. It still had the same effect on her. Everything about him had that effect on her, but she loved it. Every single bit of it.

  “Harder.” She requested, and like the amazing boyfriend he was, he obliged her.

  Grae slammed into her harder, faster. “Is this what you want, Beauty. You want Daddy to fuck you just.” Thrust. “Like.” Thrust. “This?”

  “Yes, yes, yes!” Maleiha chanted as he fucked her. She felt her pussy clench as her orgasm built.

  “I can feel this pussy squeezing my dick. You going to cum for me?”

  Maleiha nodded, and typically, she knew Grae wouldn’t have let that go. However, at that moment, her body began to spasm. She arched into him as she moaned out her release.

  That didn’t stop Grae. He simply sat up between her legs and continued to fuck her through it. He reached down and wrapped his hand around her neck, and Maleiha began to move against him. She could feel his dick jump inside of her and knew that he was getting close to cumming.

  He reached down and began to rub her clit, and she felt herself being thrown into another orgasm. A few seconds later, Grae slammed into her and stilled.

  “Fuck, Beauty.” He groaned out, leaning down to kiss her, and she could feel his semen painting the walls of her pussy. She wasn’t worried, however. She had gone to her doctor and had him prescribe her birth control.

  Grae removed his hand from her neck as he pulled out of her. He kissed her again before getting off the bed.

  Maleiha glanced over at the clock and noticed that forty minutes had gone by since they started her sleep therapy. She closed her eyes as she heard the water running in the bathroom.

  She felt Grae cleaning her up a few minutes later, and a couple of minutes after that he was climbing back into the bed with her. She yawned as she moved to straddle him, laying her head on his chest. One of his arms came to wrap around her waist as the other hand came up and began to play in her hair.

  It was usually how she found herself falling asleep most nights, though it would be unneeded tonight.

  Maleiha kissed his chest before getting more comfortable and settling in for sleep to capture her.

  10

  Larkin hit the ground hard, groaning out loudly in pain. She lay there. Her chest rising and falling rapidly. She turned her head to the side as she saw movement. Looking up to see Ashton standing over her.

>   “You plan on getting up any time soon?”

  She groaned again. This time in annoyance as she turned to look back up at the ceiling again. She only remained like that momentarily, before pushing herself up onto her elbows.

  Larkin hadn’t expected training with Ashton to be easy. She hadn’t thought that she was as much of a novice as she clearly was. He had been kicking her ass for the past hour.

  It had been two days since the infiltration, and Brian was currently still in the closet they had secluded him in. Apparently, the siblings needed to come up with an approach for him, since it had been outside of the plan. So, for the moment, he was sweating it out.

  Maleiha had gone in yesterday and inserted a catheter. Therefore, there was no need for them to worry about him until they needed to give him water.

  “I take it you’re tapping out for the day,” Ashton stated as he walked over to one of the tables, grabbing a bottle of water.

  Larkin decided that she was, in fact, tapping out for the day. They had been training for the past two hours, and she was more than positive that she would be sore come tomorrow.

  Getting up slowly, she made her way over to the table as well to retrieve her bottle of water. She drank down more than half of it before thanking Ashton for training her and heading out of the training room.

  She got in the elevator and headed up to the second floor. She needed a shower and some food in her system. It was going on five o’clock, and she wondered if Maleiha was going to cook that night. If so, she would wait.

  Larkin had learned over the last couple of weeks that the older woman could definitely cook. How she managed to cook for a group as large at least once a day was beyond her, but she wasn’t going to complain.

  Getting off the elevator, Larkin made her way into Emery’s bedroom. Though she supposed it was their bedroom for the moment until they got everything sorted out.