Flock

by Stewart , Kate

  Initial shock aside, I decide to try and be completely honest with myself, to give myself the freedom to try and see things his way. There is a lot of truth to his words, but I expect to see hurt in his eyes, and I don’t. It disappoints me and, in a way, wounds me. I was hoping at this point he would be possessive when it comes to me, but that’s not what I’m feeling from him. “I just don’t want to feel…”

  He lifts his head. “Used? Degraded? That’s you doing it. That’s you, baby. Not me.” He leans in. “Any judgment being passed right now is yours and yours alone.” He’s still holding onto my hand and slowly lifts it, kissing the pads of my fingers one by one. “When we started spending time together, I didn’t expect…” his eyes pierce me deep, “I have been and will be monogamous with you, Cecelia, easily, if that’s what you truly want. I have half a mind to lock you up and throw away the key with only me behind the door because of the way I think you’re starting to feel. But there’s the other side of it, and I don’t want to hold you back, because liberation can be a beautiful thing. And you deserve to have whatever you want.” He leans in, whispering kisses along the hollow of my neck, his lips trailing over my rapidly heating skin. He grips my hair, his breath warm in my ear. “It’s okay to want his dick, baby, I’ll watch it go inside you and fucking love the view, and the savage it’ll make me.”

  Pulling back to weigh my reaction to his words, I see nothing but satisfaction before he tugs my lip into his mouth, the act aiding to the rapidly pooling desire between my thighs. He runs his hand down my stomach and dips beneath the material, slipping a lone finger inside of me. My slickness glistens on his finger as he lifts it, forcing me to see just how much his suggestions arouse me and I can’t look away as he sucks it into his mouth. On the brink of combustion, my legs begin to shake as he drops to his knees. “Yeah, let’s take the edge off that.”

  I push at his head with urgency as he chuckles darkly while he unties my bottoms. Kneeling before me, his hair tickles my stomach through my hole-ridden cover-up.

  “Sean,” I moan out his name as he pushes my legs apart and hooks one over his shoulder. “Jesus.”

  “Open up,” he nudges my legs further. “Wider,” his deep throaty grunt reaches my ears a second before his tongue lands on my clit. I jump at the contact and he grips me, grounding me in his firm hold as he lashes out with his tongue. It takes only seconds to start feeling the crest of an orgasm as he eats me eagerly.

  “Fuck, yes,” he murmurs, looking up to me while pushing a finger inside and moving my cover-up so I can watch it glide in and out. He adds another as I gaze down at him, his golden crown glowing in the clearing of trees as he kneels amongst pine needles, his hazel gaze brimming with lust. I’ll never in my life forget how good it feels being looked at like this, touched like this. Breaths heavy, I begin to shake in his hold as he coaxes my orgasm with expertise. He’s good, too good, and that tinge of jealousy spurs me as I clench around his thick fingers. I just watch him as he does nothing short of worship me. Keeping my eyes trained, he leans down and darts his tongue with perfect pressure, his fingers twisting before I detonate. A satisfied groan vibrates from his throat as he watches me from below, his tongue picking up speed as I come undone.

  Quaking in his arms, it overtakes me entirely and he struggles to keep me upright. Unable to control myself, I shriek his name as he laps me up until the surge subsides. When I’m liquid, he re-ties my bottoms, placing kisses on the bare skin on my stomach, trailing his warm mouth up my neck before claiming my lips. In that kiss, I feel nothing but safe and adored. Not judged for my wicked thoughts, not condemned for getting heated by his suggestions.

  He pulls away. “Damn, it’s all I can do right now to keep from fucking the hell out of you.” He shakes his head reading my dazed expression. “There’s a battle raging in your head from what you’ve been taught and what you think you might want, and that’s okay, baby. It’s okay. Some believe without rules and morals that we’re no better than animals.” He leans in, his mouth twisting seductively. “But it can be a lot of fun to be an animal, and it’s always about the choices you make. But it’s always going to be up to you. Understand?”

  I nod as he pushes thick strands of hair behind my shoulder. “Good.” He turns and crouches down in front of me. “Now, hop on before you blow out a flip flop.”

  BASKING ATOP OF THE ROUGH exterior of the mammoth float, eyes closed, I lift my chin toward the direction of the sun. Sean to one side of me, Dominic on the other. Both are bare-chested in dark swimming trunks, and I’ve had a hell of a time ripping my eyes off them today, especially after what transpired this morning. Dominic met me at the float, silvery eyes gleaming with mischief, a devilish smile tilting his full lips, the picture of a dark angel with deviant intent.

  “Get it all figured out?” His words were full of insinuation as if he knew exactly what our spat had been about and how it ended, so I just glared at him. And he seemed to glow in it, saying nothing else as he helped Sean get the two coolers on the massive float.

  It’s where we’ve been for hours; drinking, talking, swimming, eating, and sun-bathing like lazy cats. Dominic hasn’t gone out of his way to be nice to me, but it’s become evident as the hours pass that the dynamic changed after the day I spent with him.

  Music plays from the small radio Sean brought as we all laze silently, floating in the middle of the lake, anchored in the water, secluded by the majestic mountains above. It’s the perfect summer day, the coconut smell of suntan lotion lingering in the air between the three of us.

  I flip on my stomach and turn my head in Dominic’s direction, opening my eyes when I feel his lingering stare. The sight of him is jarring. He’s sprawled out, skin slick with sweat, his gaze darkening as he watches me.

  “What?”

  He says nothing, just concentrates on me, and I feel the clench inside, the ache, the unfurling, and the truth of Sean’s words. I do want Dominic. I’m constantly fighting our draw, all the while trying to make peace with what it would mean to me if I stopped.

  Is it wrong?

  And is this the only chance I am going to get, to be in a situation with two insanely hot men I share desire for?

  Dominic pivots his arm so he’s able to brush the pad of his thumb down my spine. I shiver at the contact, my eyes widening slightly, my lips parting as he tracks his finger trailing down my skin. And then I feel the tug on the back of my bikini string as he slowly unravels it, and the soft material slackens at the front of me.

  “I’m not…”

  Dominic lifts a brow, stilling his touch, a question in his eyes. He’s seeking permission. I can feel Sean bristle next to me and turn my head to meet his eyes, light green depths flecked with brown searching mine. He leans in and places a gentle kiss on my lips as Dominic resumes his touch.

  It’s a choice. My choice.

  “I’m not f-fucking…” I sputter out to Sean, thinking that’s what he wants to hear while trying to voice my lie.

  Can I do this?

  Do I want to?

  Am I capable of living with it?

  Dominic’s breath is hot in my ear. He’s shifted somehow since I’ve turned my head, I can feel the skin of his chest at my back when he whispers. “I would never let you fuck me.”

  I turn in his direction, he’s close, so close, just a breath away from our lips touching.

  “You know what I mean.” I’m breathless. Thunder rolls in the distance as if it’s a warning sign, and I lift on my forearms, forgetting I’m topless and look at the clouds just past the mountain peaks. A storm is coming, and it seems to be the case in more ways than one. Is this a warning? It goes against my very nature, and the romantic that dwells inside me. Dominic adds the rest of his fingers as he strokes my back, still on his side while continuing to watch my face with calm focus.

  “Relax, baby,” Sean murmurs, his lips trace my arm in a light kiss before he boosts me so my lower half is still on the float, and my upper half rests on him. He s
miles up at me, nothing but hunger in his eyes before he rises slightly to take my nipple in his mouth. I watch him, consumed by the feel of him beneath me, hard muscle and beauty. I shiver at the caress down my back, all too aware of the fact that Dominic is touching me.

  Dominic is touching me.

  And I want him to.

  Shivering at the pleasure it brings me, I turn to face him and see his relaxed posture as he silently watches me.

  His thick hair is tousled and my fingers itch to run through it as my eyes drop to his full lips just as Sean draws my nipple tight. Gasping out in pleasure, my eyes roll down Dom’s physique, he’s all hard lines, deep indentations, perfection personified, cut from a god’s blueprint. But in truth, he’s the all-too-tempting apple, and if I take a single bite, I may be enchanted in a way I’m not sure I can handle.

  But I want that bite.

  Lost in our static, Dom’s hand stills as we draw the same breath.

  And that’s when I feel the snap on both our parts. He lifts, just as I bend, and our lips meet.

  Tiny explosions pulsate throughout before my body shudders on impact.

  Sean groans as if he feels it happen and moves to my other nipple, sucking it greedily into his mouth. Thunder sounds again, as Dominic slips his tongue past my lips, and thrusts a hand into my hair, kissing me deep, his tongue stroking, sure and probing, tasting every corner of my mouth. I moan into his, the kiss intoxicating as Sean’s mouth covers me, his lips tracing over every inch of skin. Dominic closes our kiss but stills my head with steady hands, keeping our eyes locked.

  I want this. I want this more than my next breath. An audible moan leaves me due to Sean’s magic, and Dominic’s eyes flare as he draws my lips again for another kiss. This one far deeper, more, just…more. I feel like a siren, worshipped, beautiful, sexy. It’s the most power I’ve ever had, and they’re giving it to me.

  It’s a choice. I can stop this at any time. I can stop it now.

  Sean’s fingers feather in a soft caress up and down my skin as Dominic lulls me into his kiss with his tongue. I could spend eternity kissing this man. It’s intense, sinful, consuming, along with a whisper of something else. Moaning, I pull back, surprised by just how much I didn’t want it to end. Dominic’s stare seems to match the mystified feeling pulsing throughout me—our connection brimming with possibilities.

  More thunder, another kiss with Dominic which he seems content to do, as if that’s all he might want as Sean suckles my nipples, hands cupping my ass, spreading me, rubbing me along his swollen cock. My clit pulses in awareness, the throbbing going from a steady thrum to raging as something inside of me, an inkling, starts to wake within me as if from a deep sleep.

  I have questions, so many questions, but they remain unasked as Dominic makes quick work of breaking our kiss, rising up to sit and then pulling me into his lap so I’m straddling him. We lock eyes for seconds until he dips and claims my mouth fully. This kiss goes deeper as our chests touch, and my breasts graze his solid wall of muscle as he groans into my mouth. This kiss is filled with unexpected passion and longing and seems endless. I can’t, even knowing Sean is watching, rip myself away. Tongues tangle, hands roam, we explore hungrily. When we part, our fast breaths mingle, revelation dancing in both our eyes. I feel like he can see mine, and I know his mirrors it. His touch, his presence, his kiss is like being surrounded by a cool, dark cloud, one I’m dwelling comfortably in.

  For the first time since I met Dominic, I truly want to know who he is and why his kiss affects me this way. Spellbound, a familiar touch sweeps my hair from my shoulder just before I feel the sting of Sean’s teeth and then his tongue. He’s behind me now, his hands roaming all over my skin, unhurried as if we have all the time in the world.

  The thunder grows closer and I know I should be worried about the coming storm, but I can’t stop staring at Dominic. He’s still waiting for a decision. And I know he sees it the second I make it. But I put that answer into action as I rub myself along the growing thickness in his trunks.

  A crackle sounds in the distance as I let myself go, let my hands and fingers roam freely, my lips explore. Then I’m being lifted up on all fours over Dominic as he cups my jaw, keeping my eyes trained on his. Sean spreads me before his lips find purchase on the inside of my thighs. Dominic drinks in my pleasure, watching my every reaction. I close my eyes against the feel of Sean’s traveling mouth and Dominic’s grip on my face tightens in command. When I open them, I can see the reflection of the fire raging within me. Satisfaction covers his face as he lifts a hand and cups my breast, his thumb brushing my nipple, just as Sean unties my bottoms and pulls them away.

  I fight the distant voice of reason threatening in my head, letting the whirring of my lust drown it out. Dominic’s eyes roll down my naked body, setting me ablaze.

  I want this.

  And they know it.

  Sean’s lips close around my clit and I yelp at the contact as Dominic soothes me with a stroke of his thumb along my cheek. “I want to hear her.” His voice is full of lust and command and that’s when I fully let myself go.

  Sean begins to lap me up wildly, adding fingers to his assault. Still bare and on all fours, I glance below to see Sean’s head resting between Dominic’s spread thighs. A second later, Dominic pushes me back to sit on his face. Immediately, I begin bucking, but Dom keeps me in his iron grip, savoring my reaction, his eyes hooded. I can’t kiss him in this position. Sean spears his tongue into me, adding a third finger, and I lose control, rocking on his face, my hands braced on Dominic’s shoulders.

  “She’s close,” Dominic says, his voice dripping lust. With the hand cupping my face, he traces my lip with his thumb before he pushes it into my mouth. I wrap my lips around it, sucking furiously and I bite it when I feel my body start to quake with the onslaught of my orgasm. Sean spreads me wider, his nose tickling my clit before he moves me up and begins furiously licking it. I move to toss my head back, riding his mouth, but Dominic stills the movement commanding my attention back to him.

  “You’re perfect,” Dominic whispers hoarsely, and I feel it to my toes.

  “I want your mouth.”

  “I know,” his only reply. I move to touch him, to grip his cock and he encases my wrist with his free hand, squeezing and halting my movement with the jerk of his chin.

  “Goddamn,” Sean murmurs a second before he sucks on my clit hard, and I come, crying out as he stretches my opening with his fingers.

  The orgasm rips through me as Dominic traps my face with his hand, watching me, watching my body pulse with release until I’m nothing but a pool of submission.

  I flood in Sean’s waiting mouth as his lapping slows before his head disappears. Dominic and I collide, mouths devouring as he grips me back into his lap. Thunder roars not far away and I jerk in his hold, yet his kiss burns hotter than the fear as he ravages my mouth. It’s the hottest fucking moment of my life and I don’t want it to end. I struggle with my kiss, wanting, needing to get closer, greedy for more. When he pulls away, we’re both panting.

  “Say it,” he orders.

  “Fuck me,” I reply without an ounce of hesitation, batting away any sort of lingering doubt. In seconds, Dominic has a condom in hand, and I watch on rapt as he slowly rolls it down his thick dick, my hunger growing unbearably. Behind me, Sean explores my back with his lips, his hands possessive, predatory, claiming.

  “You taste so fucking good,” he murmurs into my neck and I turn my head and kiss him hungrily, tasting myself on him. Dominic stretches me with his fingers, as Sean thrusts his tongue deep into my mouth, a branding kiss, utterly captivating. He releases me, running a finger along my lips. “You sure?”

  I nod, not wanting another second to pass in this time I’ve allowed myself, freed myself to have what I want.

  I turn back to Dominic, whose eyes are fixed on where he spreads me, stretches me. Rolling my hips, I grind into his touch, loving the feel of him, loving the way the desire feels rollin
g off him.

  From behind, Sean lifts me in offering, arms wrapped around me as Dominic lines his cock at my entrance. Eyes locked with Dominic, Sean slowly, so slowly lowers me onto Dominic’s cock, inch by rock hard inch, while all three of us watch.

  “So fucking hot,” Sean rasps into my ear as Dominic clamps onto my hips, while I gasp at the full feel of him. Pussy pulsing, the need to move unbearable, I start to rock my hips and Dominic stops me with the jerk of his chin. He’s taking this slow, he wants to watch, and he does, fixated on my stretch around him. I study his face, the hood of his eyes, his damp hair, dark lashes, the muscles rippling in his chest, the tightness of his jaw.

  I moan his name a second before his eyes shoot to mine and he thrusts up, stealing my breath. Sean latches onto my neck with his lips and teeth. “Fuck,” Sean’s voice strains unbearably as Dominic thrusts up again, fusing our bodies, burrowing deeper as I call out to him, scratching at his chest. And in the next second, I’m set free.

  My hips rocket into motion, my heart pounding, my desire out of control as I stare down at Dominic, whose jaw has gone slack, the pleasure in his eye spurring me on, the fullness I feel too much.

  “Let her go,” Dominic orders Sean. A second after I’m released, I’m on my back, the breath knocked out of me as Dominic drives in deep, hitching my leg over his hip, fucking me at an animalistic pace, his eyes feral, curses and grunts pouring from him.

  I look between the two of them, their eyes worshipping, their mouths moving with curses, and filthy words. In a small shift, Dominic lifts to his knees, keeping us connected, my back anchored on the float my lower half in his lap as he begins to pound into me, giving Sean a clear view. Sean lowers his gaze and watches Dominic fuck the breath, the life out of me, his eyes pure desire as he keeps his hands moving, stroking, kneading. I cry out, my body quickening as Sean pushes his shorts down and frees his cock, sheathing himself in a condom before taking my lips in a kiss. I feed off him as Dominic picks up his pace, his cock jerking inside of me, his release close. I pull my lips from Sean and gaze up at Dom and what I behold is nothing short of perfection. He’s gone, so gone, lost in the connection of our bodies, his eyes untamed. Sean lifts and hovers above me, his hand sliding between us, his thumb pressing against my clit. And I shriek out Dominic’s name, my body convulsing with another orgasm, my eyes slamming shut, my heart pounding out of control. Sean backs away, watching me unravel as Dominic thrusts in once, twice, and then groans deeply with his release.