by Eileen Green
Eliza could see the nervousness in Victor’s eyes. It was the same look he had the first time he had made love to her, so in a way, with his amnesia, it was as if he was getting ready to make love to her for the first time again.
Todd moved around to the other side of the bed and sat down near Eliza’s hip. She gave a quick glance at the man to see that he was watching Victor. Was he having second thoughts about letting Victor go first? Or, was he worried about Victor?
Victor reached out and caressed Eliza’s cheek, drawing her attention back to him. The lust in his eyes was overwhelming as it reminded her of all the times she had with him before he had disappeared. As he lowered his head, she wrapped her hand around his nape and pulled him fully down to her and melding her lips to hers.
Becoming the dominant one of the two, Eliza slid her tongue past Victor’s lips and swept through his mouth. The heat and hardness of his cock was pressing against her thigh near her hip. Despite all that Eliza was giving, she felt Victor was holding back. She knew he had more passion in him, and she had seen that between him and Todd. If this was going to work, she needed him to regain it with her.
She pushed up with her free arm and then, using her upper body, she pushed against Victor. Following him down as he moved to lay back on the bed, Eliza swung her leg over his and then draped her body over his. With a little wiggle of her hips, Victor’s thick dick slipped along her slit. Both moaned.
Victor’s hand slipped between them, grasped her breast, and began kneading it. Eliza bit at his lips as she pulled out of the kiss before peppering his luscious lips several times. Propping herself up, she looked down at the man she loved and had lost. There were so many emotions roiling around inside her, guilt and embarrassment being at the top of the list. She had judged him, cursed him, and swore she would hate him for the rest of her life. However, now she looked into his brownish-green eyes and knew she never had. She loved him more now, knowing he had gone through so much.
“I love you so much, babe. I’m so sorry I judged you.” She choked up before she could say anymore.
A smile spread across Victor’s face. “I love you too, Eliza. I may not recall all of what we had, but my heart remembers, and so does my cock.”
Eliza pushed against his chest, so she was now sitting on his hips, his cock trapped beneath her. Her clit rubbed along the throbbing shaft, her natural lubricant helping the movement. He brought his other hand up and tweaked the nipple on her other breast as he continued playing with the other one.
Her cream kept leaking from her from knowing what was to come. Rising up in her knees, she reached down, grasped Victor’s dick, and ran the head of it through her slickness several times. With each pass, the head struck her clit which sent sizzling electricity to all parts of her cunt. With Victor manipulating her nipples, that invisible thread that led between them and her clit was adding to her pleasure.
Slowly, Eliza lowered herself, sheathing Victor’s cock with her long-neglected pussy. Her muscles stretched to accept him inside her, and once he was fully seated within her, she held herself still to let herself get used to him again. She let her head fall back as she let her senses take over for a bit.
Hot silk-covered steel filled her to capacity. Victor’s thickness might be a bit uncomfortable, but it meant Victor was with her. It filled her heart to have him back in her life, and her feelings for Todd had grown since she had met him. He hadn’t pushed his way into her life. He had allowed Victor to come see her even when he didn’t remember right off who she was to him.
Todd had wormed his way into her heart in such a short time that it was a bit daunting, but Eliza was welcoming it. She had been alone for too long and she wanted to start living again.
Pain in her nipples brought her back to reality. Looking down, she saw that Victor was suckling hard on one tit while Todd was pinching her other nipple.
“Stay with us, love,” Todd whispered near her ear. She turned towards him and saw that his hand moved closer. “Are you all right?”
Nodding, she smiled. “I am.”
Her cunt muscles spasmed around the girth inside her, demanding more attention. Slowly, Eliza rose up on her knees, but before Victor’s dick slid out of her, she dropped back down, reveling in the feel of him. Over and over she rose up only to slam down again, tightening her muscles as she went. Each time she went down, her clit came in contact with his pelvic bone, and she’d give a little twist to her hips, so her clit rubbed on him, adding to the pleasure that was already building. With each movement, Victor’s cockhead passed over that sensitive spot on the upper wall of her vagina which sparked electrical currents to shoot out from her cunt.
Victor released her nipple with a pop and lay back on the bed as he grasped her hips in his strong hands. He began helping her move up and down, picking up the pace. Todd moved his hand down between Eliza and Victor, sliding his finger over her clit rapidly.
Fire built up with the friction from both men. Her breathing was coming in short pants while her heart pounded wildly in her chest. She felt as if she was cresting a wild wave, and when her orgasm caught her, her pussy exploded, sending shards of electricity out to all parts of her body. She rode the wave as black dots obscured her vision and a keening sounded in her ears. It took a bit for her to come back down off that swell, and once her senses returned, she found herself lying on Victor.
Both men were whispering loving words to her as she let herself rest. It felt nice to have two men loving on her again, and she had to blink back tears that formed from her emotions. She had missed this.
* * * *
Alex watched the man walking in front of the Tiger’s Lair through the highly tinted windows of his office. A gnawing in his stomach began alerting the former Navy Seal that danger was coming to his doorstep, again.
In the past year and a half, he and his friends and former teammates had to confront menaces that had descended upon them in one form or another. And now, with various forms of law enforcement and military, both past and present, members, things were bound to go wonky once in a while. The arrival of John Drake, an agent for the FBI, at Alex’s door, was sure to bring trouble.
“Emma,” Alex said loudly as he stood. His wife, lover, and sub was also the secretary of the club, a position she had held for years before she finally gave into Alex’s flirting. He knew she could hear him and wouldn’t need to respond to him. Her chair creaked in the outer office. “Can you get me a cup of coffee and one for our guest when he comes in, please?”
“Of course,” she responded. It only took a minute for the door to Emma’s office from the lobby to open, and then Emma said cheerfully, “Well, hello, Sir John. What kind of coffee can I get you?”
“Hello, Emma. Black, please. How are you doing?” Agent Drake asked.
John Drake had been a member of the Tiger’s Lair from almost the beginning. He and his wife had been searching for a place to play for a long time, and the offerings in Denver had been rather dismal, which was why Alex had built the club. There were people out there who needed to be discerning of where they played for their bosses didn’t need to know about their lifestyles, and there were those who might have a paparazzi following which Alex made sure never gained access to the inner workings of the building. His security staff was great, run by his friend Shane. They had worked together in the Seals and had each other’s backs.
“I’m great,” Emma answered. “How’s Ava and the kids?”
“They’re good. Thanks for asking.”
Alex was at his door by the time John arrived there. Extending his hand, Alex greeted the man. “Hello, John. What brings you here?”
“I’ll have your coffees in a few minutes,” Emma said from the small coffee bar Alex had put in for her. It came in handy when they had visitors, but Alex really liked his coffee and it kept him or Emma from having to go out and buy a cup every few hours.
Motioning to one of the chrome and leather chairs that sat in front of his desk, Alex made his way to
his own chair. “Have a seat.”
“Thanks.”
John’s somber expression spoke volumes before he even began his explanation. Once both men were seated, Alex skipped the pleasantries. “What brings you here, today?”
“I don’t know if you remember, but Ava and I were here the night those men showed up here for Eliza,” John began.
“With such an event as that, I probably couldn’t even tell you if the President was here.”
Both men chuckled before John cleared his throat. “We’ve all been friends for a long time, and we all have to stick together. We all care about Eliza despite not knowing a lot about her, so after listening the story that night, I decided to do some investigating.”
“Why is it I’m afraid to ask what you found?” Alex asked as he pulled out a note pad and a pen.
“Because a big can of worms are attached to Eliza’s former partner.” John stopped talking when Emma walked in with two cups of coffee. He stood quickly as did Alex. She handed John his coffee first. “Thanks, Emma.”
She handed Alex his, a look of concern in her eyes. Alex leaned down and gave her a chaste kiss. “Can you give Shane a call and ask him to come as quickly as possible?” he asked after she ended the kiss.
“I already texted him,” his wife responded. “He’ll be here in about ten minutes.”
“Thank you, little one,” Alex praised her. She was a fantastic woman, and secretary. He turned to John as they both sat again, and Emma exited. “Shall we wait for him to arrive before we get into all this?”
“Sure. That way I don’t have to repeat everything.”
The two made small talk until Shane arrived. The tall muscular man entered the office with a cup of coffee that Emma had ready for him and his usual commanding presence. He was a bit surprised to see John as he hesitated for a second before he made his way to the other chair in front of Alex’s desk. The three men greeted each other before Shane concluded, “Well, this doesn’t look good for us, does it?”
“I looked into Eliza’s new friends,” John began. “The doctor checks out. Highly praised in all of his circles, both professionally and personally. Six years ago, he performed staggering surgeries on a John Doe, later named Victor Doe, after he was brought into the ER with massive injuries. According to sources, he barely left the man’s bedside or hospital as he had formed an attraction to despite the patient being in a coma. Once he came out of it, Todd Weston helped Victor get through rehabilitation and paid for all of the medical bills. After that, the two became lovers.”
“Are you saying the doctor took advantage of Victor?” Shane asked quickly.
John shook his head. “No. He seems all above board.” The man took a sip of his coffee. “Now, about Victor. I believe he is actually Victor Downing, an agent with the Bureau in the Gang Taskforce. Victor’s last known whereabouts were Fayetteville, North Carolina, six years ago. He had been investigating a white supremacist group called ATF, or Albis Tantum Fraternitas.”
“Whites Only Brotherhood?” Shane asked, a bit shocked.
Alex was impressed at Shane’s ease at Latin.
“Yes. They only take on white members, usually bikers. They have committed hate crimes, which include murder, assault, rapes. They deal in drugs and human trafficking, mostly taking confirmed white women or girls for orders from wealthy, prominent men. Other races are usually used for sexual depravity and then their bodies are discarded. The white women never reappear again, either dead or alive.
“Politicians are also involved, and that’s why many of these men are able to remain free. A call to the right person about an impending raid, and the gang disappears into the wind. Now, as for Victor, he was told to report to his superior, and as far as we know, he was on his way. However, he never made it. I believe that whatever happened to Victor put him in the hospital. For a man who wasn’t supposed to live, he did, even though he doesn’t remember who he is.” John Drake sat back and took another sip of his coffee.
“So, what does that have to do with us?” Alex inquired. “Eliza is quite aware of who Victor is now, and she is accepting both men into her life.”
“I believe someone in the Bureau snitched to the ATF who Victor was and what was about to happen. Most of his injuries were consistent with a motorcycle accident, but some of them weren’t. I believe that he was to be taken care of, but Doctor Weston was dedicated to fixing him up. We believe that there is trouble heading this way. Apparently, someone spotted Victor at the airport in Virginia and rumors have been circulating at the Bureau.”
“And, even though he doesn’t remember anything, he needs to be eliminated so he doesn’t recall anything in the future,” Alex concluded.
“Has there been any scuttlebutt yet about any of the gang being here in Denver?” Shane asked as he typed out something on his phone. Alex didn’t have to look at his own phone when it dinged to know that Shane was already calling the troops together by text. Alex would have been included in the group message.
“Not yet. But of course, that doesn’t mean anything. I’m hoping nothing comes of all this, but I thought you guys needed to know. Especially Victor, Eliza, and Doctor Weston.”
“If trouble is heading this way, how long do you think we have before it gets here?” Shane asked as he looked at his phone.
“Don’t know. If he was spotted the day they came here, that’s already been a couple of days.” John’s voice was guarded, but Alex knew what he was trying to say.
“What can we put together today, Beast?” Alex asked of Shane, using the man’s nickname from his Seal days. Shane was six feet four inches of solid muscle, and he was a beast while fighting. Alex was thankful the man was on his side.
Shane’s phone never made a sound which meant it was on silent. Since he kept looking at it, Shane was very much in the loop as to the trouble at hand along with running his business, which Alex used for security here at the club.
“How about three this afternoon?” Shane asked as he typed on his phone again.
“I’ll be back then,” John agreed as he stood. “I have another meeting at one.”
Alex and Shane stood. They both shook hands with John before he left with the cup from his coffee. Shane looked at Alex once they heard the door to the lobby close. “Do you want to call Eliza, or should I?”
“Not a call I want to make, but I suppose I should be the one.” Alex had taken Eliza in as a protégé of sorts after she was abused at a different club, and he felt responsible for her. And, since he had known Bobby, and she had moved to Denver at his coaxing, Alex had wanted to make sure she was all right. Now, despite the fact that she had two men who were wanting her in their lives, he felt he needed to help her over this hurdle and then perhaps she could be happy.
Chapter Twelve
Ecstasy, desire, and need flooded Victor’s system. A part of him that had been missing for the past six years since he had awakened as a stranger to himself had filled him. Unfortunately for his mind, he wasn’t any closer to answer the question of what had caused him to leave Eliza, nearly lose his life, and have his memories erased.
His heart was pounding in his chest, and he was trying to drag in deep breaths after such a mind-blowing orgasm. Eliza was still straddling his hips with his softening dick slowly sliding out of her. Her hands were on his chest, her arms holding her up, though he could feel her trembling, while her head was lowered, her hair hanging down to cover her breasts. She was beautiful.
Todd was beside her, nibbling at her shoulder. “Are you all right, babe?” Victor asked quietly as he rubbed his hands over her thighs.
“Uh-huh,” she responded. She didn’t move, at least not on the outside. Small spasms were still occurring in her twat, as if she was trying to hold him in. “That was fantastic.”
He couldn’t help but smile. There was no way he was going to let her get away, and he hoped Todd felt the same way.
“That was absolutely awesome to watch,” Todd said as he lay down next to Victo
r. Then, catching Victor’s gaze, Todd smiled. “You were so fucking sexy as you let our girl ride you. I’m so hard from watching you two. I need Eliza, but first…”
Todd leaned in and covered Victor’s mouth with his. He forced his tongue past Victor’s lips and swept through his mouth voraciously. It was if Todd was seeking something from Victor.
With one hand, Victor stayed connected to Eliza by squeezing her thigh while he pulled his other hand up until he was holding the back of Todd’s head. He needed to feel both of his lovers, and he would for the rest of his life.
After a few minutes of kissing, Todd pulled away, leaving Victor wanting more. However, Victor knew Todd needed Eliza as well. Looking up at his Master, he could see the desire in Todd’s dark brown eyes. A glance at Eliza told Victor she needed Todd as well.
Rising to his knees, Todd gathered Eliza in his arms. He kissed her, hot and passionately, just as he had with Victor. There was no jealousy within Victor, only the desire to fuck her again.
“Are you ready for me?” Todd asked her after ending the kiss yet still holding her in his arms.
She nodded shyly, a look that surprised Victor. She was a confident woman, her dominance reigning through her body language most of the time, but now, she acted as if she was a delicate flower. He couldn’t wait to watch Todd and her make love, but Victor also couldn’t wait until they could take her together.
* * * *
Her eyes were half-lidded and there was a slight blush on her cheeks. Her lips were swollen and parted, with a sheen of his saliva on them. In the bright morning sun that shone through the bedroom window, Eliza was the epitome of most men’s dreams. Her body was a thing of beauty. Soft in the right places, voluptuous in others. Todd needed her. Now.
Todd, with Victor’s help, pulled Eliza to him as he lay down. She landed half on him and half on Victor, a small giggle escaping her. Victor shifted away from her, and she slid down to Todd’s side. Todd shifted also so that he rose up on his elbow and looked at her.