Impetuous (Victory Lap Book 1)

by Mercedes Jade

  This had only been something Bastion has proposed on their group chat separate from Tess and he hadn’t planned on doing it anytime soon.

  Tess looked ready to be eaten, although she might not yet realize that was exactly what Bastion and the others had planned. Her nipples were hard points against her shirt, each breath teasing them to take a tempting nibble. They’d have to be careful after what Keir had told Bastion had happened in the car accidently, but that was why the twins would be at her sides. One breast each and they knew she might be tender. The ice would actually help.

  Not that Bastion planned on merely icing her accidental nip. It was cold and wet and their mouths, in contrast, a welcoming warmth that would have Tess writhing in sensual torment for them to give her heated kisses and licks.

  Everyone took their positions after accepting a cube of ice from War. There was absolute quiet from Tess except for her breathing, but she didn’t close herself off from them, parting her legs when Bastion kneed her apart an indecent width to accommodate his body. He had broad shoulders and pretty soon they were going to have to fit between her pretty white thighs.

  Kade and Keir both grabbed her already risen skirt and pulled it up further so they all got a view of her simple cotton white panties. There was a little patch of wetness between her legs already, barely visible through the light coloured material. Bastion couldn’t see any of her nether curls so she must groom herself quite short because those schoolgirl panties were only regulation in colour and material, cut daringly high at the sides to end in strings at her hips, and he wasn’t positive, but there might be a string at the back as well. He was definitely going to have to get closer to look.

  “Where're your boxers?” Kade asked.

  “Did you go to school wearing those tiny panties under your kilt?” Keir asked at the same time.

  War groaned and muttered something about kilts in a brogue that was getting rougher by the second.

  Bastion smiled. There was no mistaking his wicked intention. “I caught her sneaking down here to ‘change’ when the rest of you were finishing up cleaning after dinner. She threw the boxers in the wash. Are they your only pair, Kitten?”

  “Yes,” she admitted, closing her legs a bit around him as she tried to cover up.

  “No, don’t hide,” Bastion told her, trailing his hand with ice over one of her knees and slowly making circles up her thigh. “We’re going to leave all of your clothes on. This is just a slight rearrangement.”

  “We want to make you feel good with all of us,” War explained from up top.

  “Can we unbutton your shirt a bit?” Kade gently asked.

  “Please let us. You already showed Kade those sweet strawberry and cream tits in the car. We’ll keep your bra on,” Keir pleaded.

  Bastion bit back an order. They were all playing with her together, and while his natural inclination might be to set rules and take a dominant approach, the others were more likely to coax, especially the twins.

  “What about you guys?” Tess said, relaxing her thighs a miniscule inch. “Are you going to loosen your shirts and pants?”

  “We would lose them if you prefer, but then, I can’t promise this is going to end with all your clothes remaining on your body,” Bastion warned.

  “Just your shirts,” Tess bargained. “And I keep everything on. I don’t...” A bit of timidity entered her voice and she took a deep breath. “The first time being tied up is going to have to be enough.”

  “As long as we can kiss and touch your body enough to make you come apart, it’s more than enough,” War said. His accent had gotten so heavy that even Bastion had a bit of difficulty understanding him, but there as no mistaking the fiery look he gave Tess or the possession of her lips by War’s mouth a moment after she nodded her consent.

  The rest of them ripped their shirts over their heads, nobody ashamed of their hard bodies. The twins were dark, bronzed gods of perfection that Bastion had to acknowledge. Their mother’s Hawaiian heritage easily made them look tanned to perfection even at the end of winter, sun idols all year round. They were blessed with lithe, toned muscles and the tightest cores of washboard abs that Bastion knew they sweated to perfection in competitive sessions at their home gym every night. Neither of the twins would want to give up an ounce of their mutually blessed perfection to the other and it drove them to be matched warriors that were the envy of many of the girls at their school.

  Why have one when you could have two? Rumours went around that as different as the twins were on the outside now with Kade’s changes, underneath their clothes was the same sweet center, like they were different colours of candy-coated treats.

  Candy twins weren’t because of sweet personalities, not anymore, but the name still stuck. Kade and Keir hadn’t really been aware or hadn’t cared before their lives got twisted by more than the jaded desires of school girls full of their own fledgling seductive skills.

  Bastion held his shirt in front of him, hoping Tess would get an eyeful of the sweet bodies of the twins before she glimpsed his rougher chest. He wasn’t embarrassed of himself but he was well aware of the scars that carried memories he wasn’t ready to share. Generally, he preferred keeping his clothes on and taking the girl naked, adding a little vulnerability to the encounters that his dominant side got off on anyways. Taking a girl from behind was always another option, and adding a blindfold was the third. He would be mistaken as kinky when sometimes all he was doing was covering up his own insecurities.

  Tess finally was given her freedom by War as he pulled up from the kiss that he had smothered down on her lips, and then he ripped his own shirt off, revealing the most bulked up chest out of all of them. Thankfully, War was behind Tess so she didn’t get intimidated by the size of him first.

  There was no doubt if you put them all side-by-side you could pick out that War was the most athletic. War didn’t lift weights to look good. War was pure fighting muscle, more stubborn, ready to rumble Scotsman that would never kneel with his big, ripped body than simply the accent that everyone noticed first. There was no doubt that he was a big guy even with his clothes, and once those came off, the difference between War and the rest of the boys at their school was like comparing NHLers to chess club.

  Only War excelled at both using his mind and body at their peaks so he was a misfit. He compromised by keeping his mind covered up, even if he exposed his body to the public purview. War’s father let him move here in order to pursue a hockey career in a country that had plenty of feeder pools for the professional leagues. The hitch being that War was expected to get a degree at the same time. Nothing less than a top BA in business.

  War’s mother was easier going about it all. She happily worked as a nurse despite the opportunity to be able to run her own clinic or stay at home and do charity work with the finances that their family enjoyed. She did what she loved and she encouraged her son to do the same. War said his mother may not be Scottish but she sure had the attitude for it and butt heads with his dad all the time.

  As Bastion expected, Tess got a good look at both of the twins first once War had let her up from his kiss. She looked at Kade, undoubtedly noticing that even underneath his clothes Kade was determined to separate himself from his twin. She didn’t understand why yet, might even assume it was just because they wanted to differentiate themselves after years of being mistaken for each other. That was supposed to be common twin behaviour and she had siblings that were twins herself, although a boy and a girl would never get mistaken after infancy the same way.

  “Did that hurt? “Tess asked as she stared at Kade’s nipple piercing.

  It was a simple hoop and Bastion had no doubt that it had hurt. He heard the nipples were more painful than other piercings, although probably not as painful as the piercings some guys did to themselves down below. Bastion wasn’t sure how far Kade’s body manipulation had gone. They all might be in for a surprise once the rest of the clothes came off.

  “Not anymore,” Kade told her.
“If you are willing to let me have another turn despite what happened in the car earlier, I’ll let you have the same turn with me next time. I like to feel a little nip, so I won’t mind if you return the one you got from me.”

  Tess looked over at Keir. “He’s the one that should get nipped,” she said. “Looks like he doesn’t have the same pain tolerance as you,” she noted, checking out Keir’s perfect chest, not marred by a single piercing.

  Keir used his melting ice cube right over one of Tess’s peaked nipples pointing through her shirt, soaking the material and getting a little yelp from her.

  “Don’t taunt the guy about to get his mouth on your breasts, Pumpkin,” War counselled. “He can always use a little more ice and teeth than tongue.”

  Keir tugged her shirt up from where it had been tucked into her kilt. Tess complied with the change in plans in how to expose her upper half, arching up to make it easier for Keir to do it one-handed. Keir thanked her by swirling his icy cube in her innie button, this time right on the bare skin.

  Tess thrust her pelvis and tried to wiggle away but she couldn’t get far because Bastion was between her legs and got her panty covered crotch pressed up against his hard arousal. That drew Tess’s startled eyes to him to better appreciate that the twins weren’t the only ones planning to play with her.

  “Shirt off,” she demanded, seeing him still holding it against himself to cover up. She thrust her hips again, this time purposefully and slower.

  He dropped his shirt beside himself on the bed and hooked one of her legs under an arm, flexing his tattooed bicep as he drew her knee to ride up his shoulder and lowered his mouth to her panties. The dripping ice he slid right along the cloth covering her clit and he used his teeth to catch the elastic edge of her panties just an inch away, snapping them with pleasure as he found out that she was wearing a little string in the back.

  She made a loud moan that went straight to his cock.

  “Kiss War if you don’t want your younger siblings hearing you,” Bastion suggested, licking her inner thigh where it met her covered pussy before taking a little nip. He blew hot air out over her ice-cooled clit, shifting the cube to the side so his tongue could lash her wet panties and he could get his first good taste of her.

  She bucked and he growled against her panties, tightening his grip on her thigh as he flexed his bicep even harder, feeling her soft skin moving against his scar disguised under the ink. The nerves had been damaged there permanently so every touch was strange, but her barely smothered moan of pleasure distracted him from the feeling. Then, she wrapped her foot from the leg on his shoulder, shifting so she hooked him around the back of his neck, digging her heel into his hard bunched muscles as she arched up and rode his face.

  God, he wanted to tear the panties off of her.

  He swiped his tongue hard and deep, pushing wet cotton against her clit until it was left clinging to the outline of her beautiful pussy lips. She was pushing up so tight against him that all he could breathe was her sexy scent of arousal, her cream making the water from the ice a drop in the sea. He loved how fucking wet she got with all four of them going at her at once, flicking his eyes possessively up her body as he tongued lower over her pussy entrance, prodding until her thighs squeezed him and she bucked again.

  What was it going to feel like sinking his cock into her wet pussy the first time, feeling all that wonderful heat wrap around him and squeeze as good as she did his shoulders between her thighs? He humped the goddamned bed in a frustrated thrust that was instinct and lust-fevered need.

  The twins were both toying with her breasts. Keir was sucking hickies onto the pale skin cupped by a pale rose bra, giving the tops more colour as they peeked out, the hint of a strawberry pink areola half an inch from his lips. Kade’s tongue was licking under the top of the bra cup on his side, flicking Tess’s hidden nipple with warmth instead of using the cold ice to tease her. What was left of Kade’s cube was between two of his fingers, hand slipping down to tease the lacy top of Tess’s cotton panties after it had left a puddle of water inside her cute belly button that danced with every movement of her body. The ice was finding more sensitive skin to shiver underneath Kade’s clever touch, circles of the ice, and then the scrape of his thumbnail awakening Tess’s nerves.

  War was playing the most gentle of all, mouth hovering over Tess’s own and both of their tongues poking out to flick and taste each other in light touches. It helped keep her quiet since her own tongue was otherwise occupied between her teeth, but not enough to block the moans of her pleasure. War’s ice played along Tess’s lips and cheek and War’s tongue followed along the trail of melting coolness to lick it away. Tess closed her eyes as water dripped from her cheek the wrong way and War softly kissed over them. Bastion was about to look back down at his own task and away from the sweet seduction when he caught sight of the bulge of War’s huge bicep flexed hard as he used one hand to push Tess’s bound hands down using the middle of the belt wrapped between them.

  Tess pulled, a tiny shift of her arms that got nowhere with the iron hold War had over her, then she moaned again, shifting her pelvis instead against Bastion’s mouth where he had been tonguing her all around her pussy lips lazily while he assessed where the others were with their seduction. He gave the top of her mons a nip where it was less sensitive, just above where her clit would peek out, letting his chin rub against her aroused nub when she bucked harder again.

  “Going to make you scream for us,” Bastion warned them all. Hopefully, War would remember to keep her mouth covered at the appropriate moment.

  Slipping his mostly melted ice under Tess’ panties in a tiny cheat of the rules since Kade had already stretched them, Bastion used his mouth to drive her as wild as he felt, flicking and sucking on the ice under the panties, melting it against her hot, wet skin and his heated mouth. He finally pushed the ice between her pussy lips once it was a tiny sliver, so it sat directly on her sensitive clit, then he buried his mouth against her panties and sucked her clit hard into his mouth.

  She shook and clenched and the scream from her was smothered by War, as she was no doubt held fast by her hands to the bed and kissed hard. Bastion felt the twins each reach on either side of him for one of Tess’s tightly squeezed thighs, holding them firmly apart enough to let Bastion get deeper, shoulders pressed up against the back of her thighs as his tongue probed her spasming pussy. He could feel her walls quivering through the thin cotton of her panties, taste the cream of her orgasm spilling from her pussy.

  Bastion wanted to feast even when Tess started to finally come down from her high, legs relaxing on their own and wiggling against his tongue as she became oversensitized.

  “Bastard, she’s come all over your face. Give her a breather,” Kade said.

  Bastion looked up, catching Tess’s wide eyes. She was breathing just fine. A girl could have multiple orgasms. Tess was going to need to work her way up to multiples if she planned on being satisfied by them all, and Bastion doubted any of them wanted to be left out from pleasuring her and drawing out that earth-shaking orgasm girls bragged about when you weren’t focused on only your own cumming.

  “Why, do you want a turn next?” Bastion drawled out, still close enough he could feel the hot breath of his words hit against Tess’s pussy. “We’ll have to strip her panties so the cotton doesn’t get stuck on your lip ring.”

  Bastion was preparing to do just that when Kade straightened up and punched him in the face. It wasn’t half as hard as he was sure Kade had been training, having seen the asshole turn into a scary fuck that could knock out opponents with a vicious uppercut during the illegal fights he’d been slumming.

  It was something Bastion had never thought his best friend would lower himself to do, getting into a tussle over a girl with him. Kade knew he couldn’t win. Bastion learned to fight dirty in the very slums Kade was now trolling for trouble. And Bastion could deliver trouble if that was what Kade wanted.

  Chapter 21

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  “KADE?” TESS SHOUTED, sounding worried about the jerk that had socked Bastion when he had only been practical about Tess’s panties. They were already soaked anyway.

  “We’re supposed to take things slow, Bastard,” Kade growled out. Bastion rubbed his jaw and gave Kade a wary glance. The first sucker punch was free, and possibly a bit deserved, but there wasn’t going to be a second. Bastion had taught Kade how to fight dirty and he still was the master of it.

  “She had enough, Bastard,” Keir said, defending his brother. “Tess shouldn’t have to use her safe word to tell you when it’s gone far enough. You should know better,” Keir said, shaming Bastion.

  Tess blushed scarlet.

  Fuck, if the twins weren’t right. Bastion was the one with the problem, dumping his luggage on Tess instead of treating her different than the girls of his past. Bastion had to gear down or he was going to be grinding to a stall.

  “Let’s calm down and talk about this,” War suggested. He patted Tess on the shoulder, a reassuring touch that she leaned into, rubbing her cheek against his arm as she hid her blush. Bastion wished he could be the one to offer comfort.

  If Kade would let him get near her after he punched Bastion back. Kade still looked murderous. Maybe he hadn’t been holding back on that punch earlier and Bastion had gotten lucky because of the angle.

  “I’m not staying here with him. Gonna go train,” Kade said, confirming Bastion’s thoughts. Yep, Kade was worked up and probably not only by his anger at Bastion. Kade had a lot of issues and some hot, unresolved lust to settle right now and a stranger’s face was going to pay the price.

  “I’ll come with you. Wait, let’s get Tess straightened up, first,” Keir said, pulling down her top so her bared abdomen was covered again. “We’re not upset with you, Pumpkin,” he added to Tess. “You’re such a beautiful girl to trust us to touch you and I don’t want these assholes fighting to ruin it.”