by Ali D
“Oh, oh fuck. Keep doing that. Please.” I beg.
“She’s so fucking sweet man, she smells like flowers but tastes as sweet as candy.” Noah says between nips and licks.
“Fuck, that’s good. Cohen, man, what’s her pussy feel like? Is she slick with desire for you?” ‘Teo asks.
Red grabs my left foot and places kisses along my foot and then up my leg, licking his way up my thigh. He grabs my knees and spreads me wide open, showing Matteo just how wet I am as he dips two thick fingers inside of me, working me over so slowly that I try to grind myself down against him to get the friction just where I want it.
“Fuck yeah, she is.” I move to grab his hair and shove his face into my dripping cunt and he happily obliges.
“Yesssss, just like that Red. Both of you, keep going. ‘Teo, talk to me. I need to hear your voice.” I whimper.
Cohen licks, sucks and bites at my clit, still two fingers deep, while Noah pinches my nipples, sending those live wire thrills down to my pleasure center, all the while sucking on every available inch of skin he can reach.
“Baby. You are so fucking beautiful laid out like that. Listening to you demand it and then watching you take your pleasure is the sexiest fucking thing, I swear. I can’t wait until I can come inside you and mark you with my cum. Boys leave marks all over her skin as a reminder of who she belongs to.” He says possessively.
It shouldn’t turn me on that they still want to own me, but I’d be lying if I said it didn’t heat me up even more. I won’t say it out loud, but I know that’s what actually sets me off. I can’t contain the scream that comes from deep within my soul as pleasure takes over from the tips of my curling toes to the ends of my hair.
“Oh my fucking god. Yes! Yessss!”
I shake so violently with my orgasm; I worry I may never stop.
“That’s our girl. Come again.” Noah commands just before he leans down to kiss me.
And just like that another tidal wave of pleasure rolls through my body, so hard I fear I may never recover.
“Ho-ly fuck.” I pant.
How am I ever going to leave these boys? My attempts to keep them out of my heart is obviously not working. My body craves them so hard; I can’t imagine anyone else will ever be able to pleasure me the way they do. Ugh, now’s not the time for all of that. Unwilling to think about us being apart, I paste a smile on my face instead.
“So, uh... Who’s next?”
Chapter Nine.
Alessandra.
For the most part, things have settled down. Matteo’s recovery has gone really well and I’m so thankful but I’m also internally trying to reinstate the walls that I had built up around my heart, which is mentally exhausting. I know the guys can feel the distance I’ve put between us but I’m so freaked out about my own feelings that I don’t know what else to do. These guys were assholes when I first met them. To be fair, they’re sometimes still assholes, just not often to me. They treat me like royalty, and they show me every day how much they care about me. In a sense, they’ve changed me, softened me. I’m getting used to being taken care of and that feels like a dangerous thing. Valentine’s Day is fast approaching and they guys keep asking me what I want to do but let’s be real for a second. I’ve never even had a boyfriend, let alone three. I’ve had to depend on myself my whole life and now I have a whole family to lean on and these beautiful men that would literally put their lives on the line to protect mine. I don’t know what I want to do for Valentine’s Day because I’ve never had a reason to celebrate it. I’ve never even wanted a reason to celebrate it. This is probably the only time in my life that I’ve felt so far out of my comfort zone that I don’t even know if I’m capable of pretending I have some semblance of confidence. Overthinking everything, I text SB to ask for help. Do I get them gifts? Do I dress up for them? Why is this so hard?
Main Bitch: lol, GIRL! Get it together! They already asked me what to do for you and planned the whole thing. Just relax and have fun. Be yourself. It’s who they fell in love with.
Me: WHAT?! They ARE NOT in love with me! Don’t say messed up shit like that. C’mon SB, we are in high school. It’s entirely unrealistic to fall in love so young. I’m pretty sure love isn’t even a real thing. It’s a made up fairytale that people cook up in their heads to convince themselves that they can be happy with one person for the rest of their lives. It’s a joke. What starts out as pheromones and hot sex becomes routine and collaborative bills and shit. No, thank you.
Main Bitch: Nope! You don’t get to be cynical about this. Stop. I’m serious. Your past doesn’t get to dictate your future and I know girl, I know that you didn’t get to experience love as a kid. You had the worst examples of relationships of all time, but it doesn’t mean that will be your life. These three guys genuinely care for you. LET THEM. Stop being afraid. You are the bravest woman I know. There’s no reason to let fear rule your life in this circumstance. Enjoy being young and in love. And don’t bother telling me you aren’t because I see the way you look at them too.
Me: And here I was thinking you were on my side. Bitch, I’m not built with the same capacity to love that other people are and I’m not sure I believe in it but I can for sure say that I love you and I’m one lucky bitch to have you as my bestie.
Main Bitch: Love you too, girl. Now go enjoy your hot as sin boyfriends on Valentine’s Day while the rest of us mere peasants watch sappy movies and cry over pizza and ice cream at the thought that no one will ever want to have collaborative bills and shit with us. lmao.
* * *
“Hey Q, happy Valentine’s Day” Cohen swoops me up and carries me bridal style to my Jeep. The school day is over and the guys have been noticeably absent for the better part of the day. They showed up at my house this morning and drove me in my own car to breakfast and then school. They disappeared for all of our classes but came back with take out for our lunch period. None of them have voiced anything about it being Valentine’s Day until now. I texted them earlier to let them know I had to stay behind to help tutor another student so I’m a little surprised they didn’t all come to get me together.
“Oh, um. Happy Valentine’s Day Red. Do I get to know what we are doing?” I look up to bat my eyelashes at him playfully but his intense soulful hazel eyes draw me in and I quickly realize that I don’t care what we do tonight as long as I get to keep looking into those eyes.
“Never mind, why don’t we keep doing this. You can hold me, and I can stare at you and that can just be what we do. Sounds good, right?”
I laugh as I wrap my arms up around his neck and press a long kiss to his mouth, licking the seam of his lips to get him to open up to me. I could get lost in Cohen’s kisses. They make me tingly from head to toe.
“Mmhmm... But baby, we gotta get going. The guys are waiting for us.” He breathes, but I dip down and suck hard on his collar bone and I know I’ve got him.
“God ok, I’ve never wanted to keep you to myself more than right now. Just a few more minutes, ok?”
He drops my feet to wrap around him, pushes me up against the car, and pushes his hands up into my hair and grinds so deliciously into me, while kissing me senseless. I groan far more loudly than is appropriate for a public setting but admittedly everything about what’s happening right now is inappropriate. I’m so worked up. Looking around to make sure no one is left on campus, I run my hands along his belt and unclasp it, moving on to his button and zipper. Dipping my hand into his pants, I pull him free from his pants and run my hand down the length of him.
“I- I think I want you.” I whisper.
Feeling slightly mortified, I turn my face into his neck so he can’t see the embarrassment all over my face.
“Hey, Q... Baby look at me.” He lifts my face up to meet him.
“There’s nothing to be ashamed of. I want you too. You honestly have no idea how much. But I need you to be sure. We can’t go all the way just yet so let me take care of you, yeah?” He kisses me harder as he
fucks my hand, pushing his hand under my skirt and matches the tempo of his hand to mine. All I can think about is putting his dick inside me.
“Cohen, please. I need you.”
“Shh, I’ll take care of you love.”
He places himself at my entrance and eases just a couple of inches, just a little more than his head into me. He’s not forceful and I know he’d have to push a lot harder to settle his full length inside of me. Even this little bit has me tightening my core muscles in lust and fear. I’m too tight for the size of him but I keep moving slowly against him as he reaches back down and pinches my clit, I feel the newly found overwhelming sensations start to take over my body. I grab his length and use my hand to bring him over the edge with me and he pulls himself out of me just in time as he starts to come.
We both shudder our release and he drops his forehead to mine. I open my eyes and look back up into his.
“I love you, Alessandra.” He whispers.
Oh, god. I’m not prepared to deal with this. I look up wide eyed and frozen in fear, only to see raw honesty shining through his eyes and I can’t look away.
“I don’t want you to say anything back. I know how hard it is for you to open up. I just needed you to know how I’m feeling. Our alone time feels limited sometimes so I’m taking what I can and putting it to good use.”
“Cohen. You understand me in a way that very few people do. You see me for exactly who I am and you are content to let me be myself. I am so thankful that you broke down my barriers and forced yourself into my heart. I just don’t know how to express myself the way you deserve. I- I love- Um, I love you too. I couldn’t have trusted you to do that with me if I didn’t.” I look at him feeling almost ashamed to admit it out loud, but I force myself to keep being open.
“If I want to be honest, I think I love all three of you. How crazy is that?” I shake my head as I put my face in my hands.
“C’mon love, let’s go see the guys.”
The smile he gives me in response is almost shy, like we’re sharing the most intimate of secrets as he leads me into the car. Thankfully changing the subject.
“Oh, and we stole your car for the day because one of your Valentine’s presents is this dope new system. I hope you like it” He says, winking at me before he turns Ed Sheeran’s Kiss Me on full blast and sings to me at the top of his lungs. I’ve never felt so free and happy.
* * *
“Whoa, what’s different about you?”
Noah asks after I run into his arms for a hug and he twirls me around. He moves to hold me at arm’s length while looking me up and down.
“Ha. Stop it. I’m not different. Just, I don’t know. Happy... I guess.” I say, beaming up at him.
And it’s the honest truth. These guys have done something to me. It’s not just physical satisfaction either. They’ve busted through every wall I had built up. I smile more. I laugh all the time. They thrill me and challenge me both physically and intellectually. They support me and understand me.
I look at all three of them and see that they are dressed impeccably.
“You all look fantastic. Why do you all look like you’re in a ‘best dressed’ competition while I get to wear my school uniform?”
“Go up to our room, beautiful. There’s a surprise up there for you.”
I lift one eyebrow towards Matteo.
“Our bedroom? Hmm, and what would my mother say about that?”
“Hush, my queen. We are here to stay. It’s been cleared with your mom and grandfather already. They feel it’s the best way to keep you safe. Either we move in with you or you move in with us but technically our house is my dad’s house, so we opted for this. Our parents have already been notified of the changes and most of our things are already moved in. It’s what we spent a majority of this day doing.” ‘Teo tells me.
“Wait... You’re serious? Don’t you think that’s moving a little too fast?” I say feeling all of the blood draining from my face.
“I mean, we are only juniors in high school. Shouldn’t you at least take your own rooms or something?”
“Technically yes, we’ll each have our own room, but my guess is, you don’t make it a day without wanting us in your bed. We all know how much you love it when we make you come.” He pops an eyebrow and gives me that all knowing grin of his.
Ugh, the nerve of these boys! I mean, they aren’t wrong, but they don’t need to know that.
“Oh, hell to the no. What makes you think you can come in here and just act like I can’t live without your dick, huh? You really want to play that game, today of all days?” I argue.
“Baby, you haven’t even had my dick yet. When you do, I guarantee you’ll never leave my side. I know just how to make your toes curl and I only need my hands or my mouth to do it. I can practically taste you again already.” My king smirks like he knows I’ll cave first thing. Challenge accepted. Not today sir, not today. I scowl at them, damn near ready to cancel the rest of the night just to prove a point. Noah reads my face right away because his panic gets real.
“No, no, no. Don’t be like that. It’s V-day feisty girl. You can’t lump me in with this asshole. I actually want to enjoy my well planned out night with you.” Noah gives me the biggest puppy dog eyes and I can’t even be mad at him but Matteo? Oh, he’s in for some serious blue balls.
Cohen looks between all of us, laughs, and then walks me to the stairs.
“Thank god we had our time before this crazy anti-orgasm war started, huh?” He blows me a kiss and sends me on my way.
* * *
Damn them. This dress is stunning. It’s so hard to be mad at them when they do sweet things like this. It’s a black backless halter dress that fits snug against my upper body and then flares out and falls in beautiful waves until it ends mid-thigh. The heels paired with the dress are five inch criss cross pleated, close backed sandals in red with a beautiful black bow sitting on the back just above my heel. I let my hair fall in big barrel curls and kept my usual classic cat eye and red lip look. I don’t know where we are going or what we’ll be doing but I do know that we’ll all look phenomenal while doing it.
Just before I walk out the door, I notice more black roses. Not even bothering to read the note, I trash them. I really need to remember to tell the guys to stop buying them because they creep me the fuck out. It’s so unlike them to send shit like that.
As I walk down the stairs to meet my guys, I look at the three of them and remind myself of how lucky I truly am. Yes, I’m still cranky that ‘Teo is an overconfident douche canoe but also, he got shot because of me so... Yeah, I can probably chill a little. He’s just not gonna be allowed to touch me intimately tonight. Fair, right?
“So, is anyone going to enlighten me on this evening's festivities? If you guys got me all dressed up just to take me out for pizza... Well, actually I’d still love it.” I smile at them.
“No need to worry about all of that feisty girl. We planned a night of pure romance for our love.” Noah says smiling his breathtaking smile, the one that lights me up from the inside.
“C’mon, let’s get you out to the car.” Noah says, moving to guide me outside.
“Oh! Wait! Before I forget, I got you guys each something.” I yell and run over to the table in the foyer. I grab the three boxes and hand them to the guys.
“They aren’t anything too special, but it felt right getting them.” I say shyly.
Each of them pull the boxes open to reveal the black watches I had specially made for them.
There will never be a time my heart can’t find yours ♡.
With looks of pure adoration, they each thank me and kiss me deeply.
“Yeah, um, so I had them made and then had this black heart necklace made of the same metal so that we can always have a piece of each other with us. I hope it’s not too cheesy.” I mumble, embarrassed.
“They are perfect. We’ll always be with you this way.” Cohen says, immediately putting it on.
The other two guys put theirs on as well before Noah moves back toward me.
“I’ve heard of distance bracelets for couples before. This is better. That heart necklace is perfect for you too. I love it.” He says as he continues to guide me outside.
He leads me out to a blacked out limo, followed by the guys. The driver is already holding the door open, so we slip right inside.
Matteo opens a bottle of champagne and pours me a glass, while Cohen pulls a plate of chocolate covered strawberries out of a mini fridge.
“We opted for a car and driver so you could appreciate the scenic drive to our destination. Well, that and because we wanted to dedicate all of our time and attention to you. Thank you again for the gift, baby.” Matteo says softly in that low growl of his.
I swear, even just his voice is sexual. He might not be wrong in that I’ll cave sooner rather than later if it only takes his voice to make me wet.
“You look exquisite, my queen.” he says as he leans in close and pulls me into his lap, his head getting buried in my neck, placing delicate kisses along my neck and behind my ear. He whispers so only I can hear.
“I’m sorry I was such a jackass earlier. I should know better than to be a cocksure jerk around you, when it usually makes you fight me harder. If you don’t mind me being totally honest though, it’s kind of a turn on to piss you off.”
I try to push off of him, but he holds me tight as I feign annoyance.
“I can’t believe you actually try to piss me off on purpose. That’s so messed up.” I level him with a faux glare, which he sees right through.
“I can’t help it if you’re extra hot when you’re all worked up. Isn’t that what caught Noah’s attention from the get-go? I don’t see you mad at him over it.”