Maxwell's Fall

by Tielle St Clare

  Gideon eased back as he watched Max kneeling before her. Questions echoed in his eyes and she could practically hear his mind racing. She shook her head, warning him not to leave. She needed him. She didn’t understand it but she needed his presence. He was the only other person to see the werewolf and she needed that support right now.

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  boldness she didn’t know she had, she reached out and grabbed the front of his shirt, dragging him toward her, pulling him into a kiss. Their lips met, tentative at first but the hunger reverberating through their bodies wouldn’t be denied for long. Max bit down, an almost painful nibble to her breast. She gasped and opened her mouth, needing the contact. Gideon turned his head and pushed his tongue between her lips.

  Max lifted his head and watched, low sexy rumbles filling the room. The heavy whoosh of Gideon’s coat hitting the ground pulled them apart for just a moment. The pale light in the living room etched lines on Max’s cheeks, highlighted by the glow in his eyes. She looked past the bright eyes to the naked form—muscles tight and strained as if he waged an internal battle with the beast. Knowing what she would find, she leaned back and looked down. His cock stood hard and strong away from his body, long and thick. Mandy slapped her hand on her stomach, practically feeling him inside her already.

  His upper lip hitched up in a snarl and he put his hands on their hips and pushed, sending them backward. Mandy landed in the center of the couch. Gideon tripped and caught himself before he fell on top of her.

  “Damn it, Max,” he groused.

  “More.” Max issued the command as he crawled up her body. He draped himself over her, pressing his erection into the vee of her thighs. A little bit of the man she’d fucked the last two nights had returned. He stared down at her as he rocked his cock against her clit, those wicked pulses that sent lovely shocks into her core. “Beautiful,”

  he whispered. He cocked his head to the side. “Isn’t she beautiful, Gideon? The way she wants it so much, the way she needs to be fucked?”

  “Beautiful,” Gideon agreed. Mandy swallowed and looked up the other man. The man who would be her lover when this was over. If she was willing to let it go that far.

  The enormity of what she was about to do hit her all at once.

  “It’s okay, Mandy,” Gideon said as if he could read her thoughts. Sense her panic more likely. “Nothing will happen that you don’t want.” His assurance helped a bit but in truth…she wanted it all.

  Vaguely aware that Max was watching their interaction, she ran her fingers up Gideon’s arm, lightly hooking her hand around his neck. She didn’t drag him down but she nudged him that direction, guiding him back to her lips, offering her mouth to him.

  A soft groan slipped between them as he met her, a sweet, sexy kiss that lingered. She slid her fingers into his hair and held him in place, losing herself in the kisses.

  Max grunted, a sound immersed in satisfaction. As if he couldn’t stand to be left out, he pressed up on his knees, moving into their kiss. He licked his tongue between their mouths as if wanting the taste of both of them. They turned, changing the kiss into a wicked three-way connection of lips and tongues. The flavors and textures filled her head until she couldn’t think, couldn’t do anything but taste, experience. Hands skated across her skin, cupping her breasts, teasing her nipples. Max drew back from the kiss, leaving Gideon’s hot mouth on hers.

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  He pulled back, just enough to meet her gaze. “Are you okay with this?” he asked, his eyes bright with concern and lust.

  She nodded. It was insane but she wanted this. Wanted her fantasy to come true.

  “You?”

  His lips bent upward in a wicked smile. “Oh hell yeah.” She smiled back, her lips open, her tongue peeking out. He leaned down and covered her mouth with his, easing his tongue between lips. She wrapped one arm around his shoulder, clinging to him, drowning in sensation. Max kissed the valley between her breasts and moved lower, harsh biting kisses marking her breasts, her stomach, the soft curve of her hip. Little flashes of delicious pain sank into her pussy and she squirmed, needing more.

  She moaned into Gideon’s mouth, arching up. An almost painful pinch to her nipple made her cry out. Gideon hummed encouragement and bent down capturing the peak of her breast in his mouth, swirling the tip of his tongue around the tight nipple.

  Soft murmurs, unrecognizable words painted her skin as Max moved down her body. Even knowing what to expect, she wasn’t prepared for the heat. Hot breath washed across her thighs as he dipped his fingers between her legs and spread her pussy lips. Gideon’s dark hair teased her breasts as he laved her skin with kisses. Her nerves sang with need.

  A heartbeat later Max’s tongue trailed up the full length of her slit, gathering her moisture, tasting. She groaned and rolled her hips, trying to find a deeper, harder touch. She felt rather than saw his smile, a mere bending of his lips before he flicked the tip of his tongue across her clit. The tiny caress sent matching shivers up her spine.

  “Beautiful.” Gideon’s compliment heated her nipple and she realized he was watching Max, stroking his hand down to join Max’s oral caresses. He slid his hand between her legs, following the slick path of Max’s mouth, dipping his finger into her opening, spearing her pussy with one fast penetration.

  Max snarled, the sound reminiscent of the creature she’d watched him become tonight. Gideon just chuckled.

  “Possessive asshole,” he drawled giving Mandy a wink. Max’s head jerked up. He looked confused for a moment then shook his head as if clearing his mind. His gaze dropped to her pussy, the thin tip of his tongue peeking out from between his lips, lapping at the slick liquid that glittered at the edge of his mouth.

  Max reached behind him and grabbed one of the condoms off the coffee table. Heat billowed from his stare as he rolled the latex sheath up his cock.

  The process should have been practical but the blatant way he did it, a warning that she should be prepared to be fucked drenched her cunt.

  He rose up and put the tip of his cock to her pussy entrance. He didn’t wait for permission and she wouldn’t have refused. In one fast stroke, he drove his cock into her, the hard entrance sparking her orgasm. Her soft cry triggered a low snarl from Max. His fingers tightened on her hips and he plunged into her again, drawing more shivers through her pussy.

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  “Sweet fuck.” Gideon’s voice hummed with reverence. “Want to see that again.”

  Max’s hands tightened on her hips and he pulled back, drilling his cock into her, the movement strangely mechanical. He raised his head and Mandy gasped. His teeth glistened in the light, looking far too large for his mouth. He looked more animal than human.

  “Max?”

  The sound of his name seemed to snap him back and he flinched. Staring down at where their bodies met. His fingers gripped then released her and she felt him start to pull back.

  “No.”

  “Don’t want to hurt you.”

  She skimmed her hand up his arm, drawing his attention back to her.

  “You aren’t hurting me but…” She bit her lower lip and glanced at Gideon, looking for some support, encouragement. He gave a shallow shrug. “I just want to make sure it’s really you.”

  Max nodded, the frightening tension sliding from his body. He met her gaze and she saw the man return. He seemed to brace himself, his hands sliding up her thighs, holding her in place as he pushed his hips forward, sliding his cock deep and hard into her but now the control returned, the lust real. It was Max inside her.

  He continued the slow, deep fuck, watching her eyes, as if he wanted to prove he was in command of himself. He pumped his cock in and out, tipping her hips so every penetration and retreat stroked h
er clit. Mandy gripped Gideon’s hand, using his strength to hold her in place as Max fucked her.

  The red glow returned to his eyes but it wasn’t the dangerous distant heat. This was pure animal hunger.

  “Please.” She rocked her hips up, trying to move him faster. Her plea seemed to reach him and he pushed in, the tightly wound control wavering. “Yes, more.” She wanted him on the edge, lost in her body. His thrusts lost their steady rhythm, going for hard and deep. Mandy wrapped her legs around his back and pulled, sending him deeper each time he filled her. Her sensitized clit tingled warning she was close. He entered her again, just enough, a whispered brush to release the sweet tension chained in her body.

  She tipped her head back and groaned, letting the energy zip through her core, stretching hot trails out to her limbs.

  “Max!”

  His name screamed from her pretty lips as she came sent him over the edge and he plunged into her one final time, feeling her pussy contract along his cock, delicate little squeezes that drew out every bit of pleasure.

  “Damn.”

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  Gideon’s whispered declaration drew Max’s attention. The other man watched, his hand covering his own erection, rubbing the hard flesh beneath his jeans.

  Max eased back, slipping his cock from inside Mandy, his eyes latched onto Gideon’s hand working his dick.

  “Stop.” The natural dominance of his wolf flowed through the command and Gideon froze. He looked up, meeting Max’s stare with a mixture of defiance and lust.

  “Not yet.”

  Max removed the condom, tied it off, and threw it away. He looked at his lovers.

  He was naked, Mandy wore her skirt. Only Gideon was still dressed.

  That wouldn’t last long.

  But he wasn’t done with them yet.

  “Upstairs.”

  Mandy’s eyes fluttered open. She looked up at him, dazed, a little confused.

  “Hmm?”

  “Let’s go upstairs, honey. Get you stretched out on the bed so I can have you properly.”

  She stood up, wobbling a bit. Gideon and Max both reached to steady her.

  She laughed. “If that wasn’t properly, I don’t know what is.” Her blouse gone, her skirt crumpled, she brushed her hair away from her face and walked toward the stairs.

  She glanced over her shoulder hesitating for just a moment then continuing on, leaving Max alone with Gideon.

  The two men stood and faced each other. Gideon for all his bravado wasn’t quite sure about all this. Max could understand. He’d had few days to at least consider the idea and he had the wolf driving him forward.

  Gideon’s gaze turned to the stairs and Mandy’s departing figure. He didn’t make any move to head toward the stairs.

  “Now you,” Max said. Gideon looked at him and Max couldn’t help but smile.

  “And don’t think for a moment that I’m not going to have you as well,” he warned.

  “Properly?” Gideon leaned forward, challenging Max’s stare.

  “Yeah. Bent over, my cock, your ass.” He stepped closer, leaning in to place a kiss on the soft skin where neck and shoulder meet. He covered Gideon’s cock with his hand, squeezing, rubbing. The hard shaft pulsed in his palm. “Don’t worry, babe, I’ll make sure you get to come.”

  Gideon turned his head and opened his mouth, an offer Max couldn’t refuse. The spicy flavor of Gideon’s lips clouded Max’s mind for a heartbeat, making his cock bounce up. A tiny gasp reverberated from the stairs. Mandy watched, her eyes wide, her mouth open. The delicious sway of her breasts as she breathed deep drew his attention.

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  “Upstairs, Amanda.” She blinked but didn’t look away. “Amanda.” This time he added enough warning to his voice to remind her of the punishment she’d receive if she didn’t obey him. Her cheeks flushed red and she turned, walking up the stairs and around the corner.

  “Going to help me fuck her?” Max asked, rubbing his hand across Gideon’s ass. He nodded, his eyes never leaving the space Mandy had vacated moments before. “Yeah, both of us. Her pussy and her ass.”

  Gideon snapped back to reality. “What?”

  “That’s what she wants.”

  “Damn.”

  “Yeah.” He patted Gideon’s backside. “But first, I’m going to fuck your tight little ass into next week.”

  Tension zipped through Gideon’s muscles and for a moment Max thought he might balk. He waited, watching the man his wolf had claimed, loving the play of pale light across his skin.

  “Get upstairs, Gideon.”

  So sweet. Just like Mandy, Gideon hesitated, a shade too long. Enough for Max to vow punishment. Oh yeah.

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  Chapter Sixteen

  He followed Gideon upstairs, his eyes locking on the tight ass. Strange, he’d never considered himself an ass man before, now it was all he could think about.

  Maybe it was the thought that in a few moments he was going to be buried in that ass, making Gideon his lover in truth.

  They entered the bed and saw Mandy curled up on the bed, naked, her fingers clutching the sheets.

  “You okay, honey?” Gideon asked.

  She nodded, her gaze bouncing up to them and then back down at the deep brown sheet.

  “Are you guys going to…” Her voice trailed away for a moment then she seemed to find her courage. “Uh, fuck?”

  Max stood beside Gideon. “Would that upset you?” He’d warned her downstairs, warned her that he was going to fuck Gideon. He didn’t know what he’d do if she said yes. He needed to claim Gideon. Even if he couldn’t bite him, he needed to have his cock inside the other male.

  She shook her head then looked up, her eyes meeting his in a hungry stare.

  “Can I watch?”

  The corner of his mouth pulled up in a smile. “Honey, you can help.”

  He nudged Gideon forward, pushing him onto the mattress. Gideon climbed up following Max’s direction, until he was above Mandy, his knees straddling hers. She rolled onto her back, thighs pressed close together but there was no question about her interest. A shy smile filled her eyes as she bit her lower lip, one tug of her teeth and she pushed up, placing her mouth against Gideon’s. Max took a step back, watching, his mind clear now of the were. The wolf lingered, calm and sated. Comforted by the presence of its lovers.

  Gideon hesitated for just a moment then turned his head, opening his mouth and taking Mandy’s in a deep kiss.

  A strange contentment filled his chest as he watched them, Gideon’s dark hair striking against Mandy’s pale skin. The hums and murmurs as they kissed, their bodies shifting, moving to better feel the other.

  Max ran his hand down Gideon’s backside, slipping around the front and undoing the button and zipper of his jeans. He tugged the material out of the way and curled his fingers around Gideon’s cock. Both men jumped, their groans harmonized in the air.

  Max realized this was the first time he’d actually touched Gideon’s naked cock. He’d felt it through material, but never bare and soft.

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  He ran his hand up the full, long length, captivated by the foreign sensations of another man’s dick in his hand. Strange, the sensation didn’t freak him out. His fingers tightened and he pumped the shaft, watching Gideon’s muscles work pushing his dick through Max’s fist. He bent forward and placed a kiss on Gideon’s back, leaving with a scrape of his teeth.

  “Naked.”

  Gideon lifted his head, his lips wet and swollen from Mandy’s mouth. “Huh?”

  “Get naked.”

  As if irritated that he’d been interrupted, Gideon reached behind him and pulled the shirt off over his head, tossing it in the far corner. Then wiggled and pushed his jeans and briefs the rest of the way off.

  “Happy?” he asked, the question a mixture of annoyance and teasing.
r />   “Getting there,” Max drawled in response.

  Gideon smiled but turned back to Mandy, stretching out, body to body, her legs twining with his. The soft curve of her thigh curled around his hip, holding him in place as she rubbed her pussy against his knee. The seductive scent of her arousal flooded the room and Max waited for a spark of jealousy. This was more than a few kisses. This was naked body-to-body rubbing, almost fucking.

  He listened to the wolf but the animal didn’t rise up in anger. The only thing that irritated him was Max wasn’t involved.

  Max reached out and grabbed Gideon by the hips, pulling him back toward the edge of the bed. He’d grabbed the lube he’d taken downstairs—a dramatic gesture but effective—and opened it, dripping it onto his fingers as Gideon pushed up on hands and knees, his tight little hole displayed. Max slipped one finger up and pressed forward, sliding into Gideon’s ass for the first time, slow and steady, the squeeze holding him inside as he pushed in. Gideon grunted and the muscles gripping Max’s finger relaxed just a fraction.

  Mandy sat up, moving closer, rubbing her mouth against Gideon’s. He turned his head and met her as Max pushed a second finger inside, feeling the tight squeeze ease just enough for him to enter. That was enough for now. He held his fingers inside him not moving until Gideon squirmed, signaling that he wanted more.

  Max began a slow fuck with his hand.

  He watched his lovers, the hot open mouthed kisses, Mandy’s pale hands on Gideon’s tan skin, stroking and soothing, distracting as Max worked his fingers in and out of Gideon’s ass. Gideon rocked with him, moving with the shallow penetrations, making it hard for him to go slow.

  “Max, fuck, do it.”

  Hands shaking just a little, he grabbed another condom and rolled the sheath up his cock, slathering on the lube. He didn’t want to hurt Gideon. Or have any reason to stop.

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  “You ready?” A strange calm came over him. He’d been craving this—not just for the penetration but the power, the claiming. He placed his cock to Gideon’s tight opening and waited.

  “Yes.” The moaned response was low and tight.