by Eileen Green
“You are so beautiful, love,” he whispered. “I am falling for you, big time. We’ll work through all of this, but I want you to know, when we are done making love, you will be mine. Ours. Are you sure about this?”
Eliza reached up and cupped his cheek with one hand while she snaked her other arm around his waist. “I didn’t think I could ever feel like this again. And, I never expected Victor to walk back into my life, especially bringing a hot sexy doctor with him. But my heart knows you will not hurt me, at least not intentionally. This is all so confusing and yet I want this. I want us.” She licked her lips quickly as she stroked her thumb along his cheek. “I want to make love with you. We can work everything else out along the way.”
Before she was finished with her last word, Todd slung a leg over hers, his thigh resting along her cunt. She was wet from hers and Victor’s cream, and that just added to his fervor. He slammed his mouth down on hers as she held him close and kissed him back. Her tongue slid along his as they both tried to gain control of the kiss. He loved that she was dominant, but he needed her to cede control to him in the bedroom.
Trailing his hand down over her throat and to her right breast, he squeezed the globe in his hand, providing a bit of pain which drew a moan from her. Carefully, he rubbed his leg across her clit. She opened her legs wider, granting more access. Todd could feel how hot and wet she was for him, but he needed to provide her pleasure before he could seek his own.
He pulled out of the kiss, leaving her gasping for air. He kissed his way down to her breast as he moved his hand down to her cunt. Sinking two fingers inside of her slit, he felt her hips buck up at the access. Softness surrounded his digits as he was finally able to feel his woman.
Eliza’s cunt was bare, and her labia was puffy. Her clit was swollen and hard against the palm of his hand. He skimmed his hand over the tight bundle of nerves as he wiggled his fingers inside her. The moan that sounded from her was earthy, soulful, and it went all the way to his dick.
She slid her hand along his shoulder, up his neck, and then up stopped at the back of his head, cradling it. Her other hand held on to his other shoulder as she undulated her hips against his hand.
“Easy, love,” he whispered as he looked up at her. “I’ll give you want you want.”
Todd began to move his fingers in and out of her, her nectar easing the way for him. He found the soft spot on the upper wall of her vaginal wall and made sure he rubbed across it with every pass. Fucking her with his fingers and using his palm to rub her clit, he could feel her muscles contract and relax around him.
As her hips picked up speed, her fingers dug into his skull, her nails spiking some pain. Her breaths were coming in short pants. Her body was building towards climax, and he was enjoying watching her rush towards it. A blush covered her chest, neck, and face, adding to her beauty.
Her cunt began to spasm, and then within a couple more strokes, her muscles clamped down around his digits and a gush of heated moisture surrounded them. Her body stiffened and her mouth opened to emit a loud scream. He continued to stroke in and out of her until her orgasm began to wane.
Eliza looked sated, her eyes half-lidded and her body relaxed. Victor was beside Todd with a wet washcloth which the latter used to clean off his hand after he pulled it from Eliza’s depths. Once he finished with that, Todd took the condom that his slave had ready for him and donned it quickly. As he did that, he watched as Victor leaned over and kissed Eliza passionately. It warmed his heart to watch his lovers show their love for each other.
Once they ended the kiss, Todd moved between Eliza’s legs and looked down at her. His heart clenched in his chest when he asked, “Are you sure about this, love? There’s no going back after this.”
A bright smile lit up her face as she reached down and placed her hands on both of his hips. “I’m sure. I want you, Todd. Please make love to me.”
Without wasting another moment, Todd lined his cock up with her slit. In one thrust, Todd sank balls deep inside Eliza. Her muscles opened up to him, her heat welcoming him. Once he was fully seated, he looked down into her glowing face and he knew he was home.
When he had fallen in love with Victor, he was certain he would never fall in love again. Yet, there was a hidden part of Victor that needed to reveal itself at the right time, and that time was now. Eliza would become a part of them, just like they became hers, their hearts winding together to bind them for the rest of their lives. Todd had no doubt that he was fully in love with the woman beneath him, but he had to hold off on the words until she uttered her own declaration. He could wait.
Eliza wrapped her arms around his waist and grasped hold of his ass cheeks. She held on tight as he slowly began to fuck her. Holding himself up on his arms, he pumped in and out, gaining speed as he went on. She smiled up at him, a dreamy look in her eyes.
“God, it’s been so long,” she whispered.
“Well, now you’ve got two men to make sure you are taken care of, love. We’ll love on you as often as you want.” Todd spoke as he ground his hips against hers with each inward stroke. He knew he was making contact with her clit when moans escaped her.
It wasn’t long before she was matching him thrust for thrust. She continued to hold tight to his ass, and he didn’t mind the pain her fingernails sparked.
Flames kindled in his lower back, increasing in intensity. As he sped up, her cunt tightened on him as if trying to keep him inside. The fire crackled as it flashed down to his balls, lighting them up with electricity. Knowing it wasn’t going to be long, he shouted out, “Help me, boy!”
Todd felt Victor’s hand slip between his and Eliza’s hips. Eliza bucked hard at the contact, and it wasn’t long before Todd felt her tunnel walls flutter around him. When her muscles contracted around him as she fell apart, he gave up his resolve. Fire shot from his balls up through his cock as his white-hot spunk spewed out of him. Jet after jet filled the reservoir of the condom. His ass quivered as the muscles in his body worked through the climax until he felt emptied of all life force.
Falling on Eliza, trying to catch his breath, Todd felt guilty that he might be hurting her, but he felt her arms move and hold him tight to her. Yup. She was made for him.
* * * *
After a short nap, cuddled up to Eliza on one side and Todd on the other side of her, Victor was in the kitchen adding marinade to a Ziploc bag which held three steaks when Eliza came walking in. She looked tired and sore, but she still smiled at him.
“How are you feeling, babe?” he asked as he turned to place the plastic bag in the fridge.
The flush that crept up from her chest to her face was cute. She poured herself a cup of coffee, doctored it, and then sat at the island. Victor remembered that she used coffee as a distraction when she needed a moment to collect her thoughts, so he just watched her.
A sigh sounded from her once she took a sip. “I’m good. I’m a bit sore since I haven’t…uhm…well…” She shrugged.
Rounding the island, Victor moved in next to her, reached out, and lifted her chin so she was looking at him. “There is nothing to be embarrassed about, Eliza. I know it’s been a while for you, but know that we wouldn’t do anything to hurt you. You know that, don’t you?”
It frightened him that she might not trust him. They shared a past, but he had been gone for a long time. Was it possible she didn’t have faith in him?
Her eyes widened as if she could see into his brain. She turned in the barstool and wrapped her arms around him. Pulling him close, she laid her head on his chest. “There’s a lot of variables here,” she said softly, her hot breath heating him through the T-shirt he wore. “I’m just afraid we won’t find a compromise for us.”
“We will, Eliza.” He kissed the top of her head. “I want this to work, and we’ll find a way. I love you. I may have forgotten that for a while, but I know now that I love you so much.”
Victor swallowed back the sob that threatened. He wanted to let her know he was stro
ng and would do whatever he could to make sure she was a part of his life again. Holding her in his arms was right. As long as he had Eliza and Todd in his life, he would be happy.
Their moment was interrupted after a minute or two when Todd walked around the corner from the stairs. He had let Victor and Eliza shower before he did. Victor and Eliza separated as Todd sat next to Eliza on the other side.
Looking at Eliza, Todd asked, “How are you doing, love?”
“I’m good.” She sounded more confident than she had with Victor, but Victor didn’t read anything into it.
Todd leaned in and kissed Eliza on the lips chastely. “Not sore?”
She shook her head. “Just a little. But then again, I haven’t had sex in six years.”
“Make sure you let us know if we’re hurting you.” Todd looked up at Victor before looking back at Eliza. “I just got off the phone with Alex and Shane,” he said solemnly.
Eliza perked up. “Why? What’s wrong? Did Mallory’s husband do something again?”
“No,” Todd replied as he covered her hand with his. “No. This is about Victor.”
“Me?” Victor asked in confusion. “What could they possibly want?”
Was someone wanting to take him away from Eliza? That wasn’t going to happen! Yes, they were friends of hers, but they had no say so in her life.
Todd was watching Victor which brought Eliza’s attention to him as well. Victor swallowed hard. This wasn’t going to be good.
“I know you don’t remember much from before you came to me, but does the name Howard Spencer ring a bell?” Todd was watching Victor with concern written on his face. Victor knew this was going to be bad.
Victor thought hard about the name. It sounded familiar for some reason, but the memory was stuck behind a wall. It was a wall that Victor had tried to break down many times, especially in therapy, but hadn’t been able to. Sometimes it seemed as if there was a soft spot in it and all it was going to take was a swift kick to open up his past, but when he tried hard to do so, the wall held fast.
Pain began to spark in Victor’s head as he thought, but he finally had to say, “No. Should I?”
“You mean the Senator?” Eliza asked.
“One and the same,” Todd responded as he stood and stepped in front of Victor. Placing his hand on Victor’s chest, he said, “Have a seat.”
Todd’s tone was serious, and Victor had a feeling he wasn’t going to like what he had to say. What could possibly be up involving a Senator? Eliza reached around Todd and took Victor’s hand in hers, a look of confusion on her face.
Clearing his throat, Todd went on. “He wasn’t a Senator six years ago. He was a lawyer. Elected by a very slim margin, there was a lot of murmuring about his past and there was even a petition for a recall. Still, he beat that. There’s speculation that he had ties to the KKK and white supremacy groups.”
“He’s been very boisterous in his beliefs of immigration rejection and cracking down on people of color with criminal pasts being handed harder sentences, so they won’t ever get out of jail,” Eliza added.
“Yes. But now, the FBI has intel that he is involved in a motorcycle gang called ATF, or Albis Tantum Fraternitas. They are a white supremacist group. Drug running, human trafficking in Caucasian women and girls only, prostitution, fraud, money laundering. Robbery, assaults, murder.” Todd was watching Victor carefully.
“Latin,” Eliza scoffed. “Whites Only Brotherhood. I’m surprised someone hasn’t caught on to that before.”
White-hot pain shot through Victor’s head as it felt as if an explosion had just occurred. Pulling his hand from Eliza’s, Victor grabbed the sides of his head with both hands. Two sets of hands landed on him, one on the sides of his waist and one on his chest and back. The room spun as nausea hit rapidly. His stomach was churning so badly, he was sure he was going to vomit. Darkness swept in, starting at the sides of his vision before completely overtaking him. Giving himself permission, Victor sank into the void.
Scenes played in his head as if he was watching a movie, but Victor knew he wasn’t awake. He saw his life with Eliza and Bobby. The day Eliza fell apart in his arms when the officers came to tell them Bobby had been killed in the line of duty.
There were meetings in white-walled offices and dingy bars with various men. Deals were made at tables at the end of stages where strippers danced badly, and the men drank stale beer. Discussions of people on a hit list and an initiation.
Everything flowed together, but the last one seemed to take forever to get through. Anticipation, anxiety, and grief melded with guilt and pain, so much pain!
So much fell in place, but now he had to get out of the darkness.
* * * *
“What the hell happened?” Eliza asked as she tried to hold Victor up while Todd maneuvered around between her and a slumped over Victor. Once he was in position, he bent at the waist, shoved his shoulder into Victor’s stomach, and then stood up with a bit of strain.
“I don’t know. He seemed like he was in a lot of pain before he passed out,” Todd said between grunts as he made his way to the couch in the living room. He knew he couldn’t get his lover up to the bedroom, so he had to find the next best surface to lay Victor on.
Once Victor was stretched out, Todd took the man’s vitals. His blood pressure was elevated as was his heart rate and breathing which was typical. His pupils were dilated, and his eye movement was rapid as if he was in REM sleep. All this was confusing, but Todd didn’t know what to do for Victor.
Eliza sat on the floor next to the couch near Victor’s hip. She gripped his hand and held on to it. “Is he going to be all right?” she asked quietly.
“I think he remembered something, and by the looks of the situation, I think it was something important, and something bad.” Before Todd could say any more, the doorbell rang. “I’ll get it.”
He took in the sight of his two lovers before Todd made his way to the front door. Opening it, he was surprised to find two men from the club standing on the porch. He couldn’t remember the names as there were so many people Todd had met in the two nights he had been at the club. However, he remembered one of them was a guard.
Both men were near the same height, but one had dark hair and the other had red. The dark-headed one extended his hand. “I don’t know if you remember me,” he said. “I’m Thomas Thompson, the dungeon monitor at the Tiger’s Lair. This is my partner, Gerard Malone. Shane sent us to take you guys to the club.”
Todd shook hands with Thomas, and then Gerard before stepping aside to let the gentlemen in. “It’s nice to meet you two, formally. We’re in the living room.”
He closed the door after the two men entered and headed to the living room as if they knew where to go. Of course, they were friends with Eliza, so most likely they had been here before. He followed them.
“Is everything all right?” he heard Thomas ask, concern lacing his voice.
“He passed out after he grabbed his head like he was in pain,” Eliza said.
“Perhaps he is,” Thomas injected as he sat in the chair near the fireplace. “I know I had that happen after I had a bit of amnesia. I had gotten blown off a terrace down in Guatemala, and I hit my head really hard. I couldn’t remember anything for a few days, and every time I tried to remember anything, my head would hurt like a motherfucker.”
Todd sat on the coffee table near Eliza and Victor as Gerard sat in the other chair. Reaching out, Todd caressed Eliza’s head as he stated, “I’ve seen this in patients, but I have never seen anyone in as much pain as what Victor was. Besides, he’s my guy. I’m worried about him.”
“How long has he been out?” Gerard asked.
“About five minutes,” Eliza responded. Worry lines marred her forehead which made Todd sad. She had already been through so much pain, but she didn’t need to be upset about this.
Slipping his hand down to her cheek, Todd smiled despite not feeling it in his heart. “It’s going to be all right, l
ove. He’ll be okay.”
“I hate to see him in pain,” she whispered.
“Babe, listen to him.” Victor’s pained whisper sounded from the couch drawing everyone’s attention. “I’ll be all right.”
“How do you feel?” Todd inquired as he reached over and grasped Victor’s wrist. His heartbeat was stronger and slower than it had been, and he wasn’t as pale as he was before.
“My head hurts, but what else is new?” Victor could be a brat sometimes. He looked around and spotted their visitors. “Hey, when did you guys get here? What are you guys doing here?”
Taking a deep breath, Todd informed Victor and Eliza, “That’s what I was getting to before you passed out. There’s been a development from your past. Alex and Shane want us at the Tiger’s Lair for your safety.”
“Why?” Eliza asked quickly as she turned to look at Thomas.
“We believe that danger is coming, and the team wants to protect you guys.” Thomas leaned forward as he spoke. “We don’t know how long it’ll be, so you’ll want to pack some clothes.”
Alex had said it could be bad, but this was an indication of really bad. “Where will we stay?” Todd asked.
“The club,” Gerard answered quickly. “There are plenty of private rooms upstairs, and you’ll have full access to the kitchen. We’re having food delivered for you guys. If there’s something special you guys want, let us know so we can add it to the list.”
“I don’t understand why we just can’t stay here.” Eliza sounded upset, and Todd couldn’t blame her. She hadn’t been in this house all that long and now she was being instructed to leave for an indeterminable amount of time. Her life had been turned upside down in just a few days, and now it was going to get tossed around even more.
Gerard sighed before moving his gaze from Thomas to Eliza. “Because the club is the safest place for you. It’s secure 24/7. No one can get in without one of us guards not knowing it.”