Aurora’s Betrayal

by K. A Knight

“Don’t fuck with my best friend, cunt,” Lane snaps, and the girls quickly walk away, still moaning about Lane and Aurora.

  Lane turns back to us and Aurora laughs. My girl holds her hand up and Lane smacks it. Pulling away, they both do some weird handshake before turning to the side and bumping hips.

  Darius snorts. “You two have a secret handshake?”

  “Yep, got a problem with that?” Aurora arches an eyebrow at him.

  We all tense, waiting for him to say some mean shit and piss everyone off. It’s the only thing he seems to know how to do these days.

  “Not a problem at all, princess. Maybe me and you need one.” He winks at her.

  Well, that’s new, but she doesn’t look surprised.

  Grabbing her hand again, I pull her under my shoulder. She smiles up at me.

  “Come on. Let’s go home before you get in a fight with someone, kitten,” I tease and she laughs.

  The sound makes all the guys stare at her with soft expressions.

  48

  Aurora

  We drop Lane off at home, and as I watch her open her door, I shift on Alex’s lap and lean my head out the window.

  “I’ll get the dirty deets of your foursome later!” I shout and wave.

  She drops her keys and swears, and we drive off, me laughing like a maniac.

  Alex laughs under me, his arms tightening around me as I lean back against his chest. He drops a kiss on my head, and I grin, remembering the taste of him on my lips. Stretching my legs out, I lay them on Mikael’s lap, and he grins at me, massaging them as he leans back in the middle seat. Jason sits next to him with Ben up front and Ezra driving. Darius crammed into the back as well. It’s a tight squeeze.

  Alex’s hand lands on my thigh and strokes upward, my dress lifting for his hand to run along my skin. He leans down and pushes the hair away from my ear. “I’m curious. I know you aren’t wearing a bra, but if I run my hand higher, will I meet panties or skin?”

  I bite my lip. Fucking tease.

  “Panties,” I whisper back.

  “Too bad.” He kisses my ear as his hand inches higher.

  My eyes lock with Jason’s and he winks, not the least bit bothered that his brother’s feeling me up. Weird people, and now that I think about it, I haven’t seen much jealousy between them.

  Alex gets closer and closer, and my legs open a tad, needing him too much to care if I flash the whole car. He laughs quietly into my hair, and I narrow my eyes. Two can play that game. Shifting, I make sure my ass brushes right over his hard cock. He sucks in a breath and grabs me, stopping me from moving.

  “You don’t want to play, kitten. Trust me,” he whispers again, his tongue darting out to lick my ear.

  “What if I do?” I whisper back, winking at Jason.

  His cheeks heat, but he turns his head and stares out of the window.

  Alex’s hand tightens on my thigh, bruising in its grip, and I grin, rubbing myself back on him.

  “Kitten, I’m warning you,” he growls out.

  The hair on my arms sticks up on end at the magic in his words. It seems Alex is close to breaking. Can I push him a little bit further? I don’t know why I want to break his control, other than to see if I can.

  Shuffling back, I sit up and turn around, so I’m spread over his lap, facing him. His hands automatically drop to my ass to hold me still. I grin down at him as someone else chokes out a breath. No doubt, my dress has ridden up with his hands. I don’t mind.

  In fact, knowing they’re watching makes me moan, and I dart in, kissing Alex. Biting his bottom lip, I pull until it pops away from me.

  His eyes shine with his power, almost too bright to look at.

  “I warned you,” he says slowly, his arms coming around me.

  “Alex, don—” I hear before someone swears.

  Everything seems to slow down and liquify, like the car we’re in is spinning. I gulp down my scream as my body pulls and stretches. It doesn’t hurt, but it doesn’t feel comfortable.

  With a snap, I land on my feet and stumble into Alex’s chest.

  My head snaps up as I take in my living room.

  “What the fuck?” I spin around.

  Yep, definitely my living room.

  Turning back to Alex with my eyes wide, I see him grinning. “Protector, remember? Now, where were we?”

  He prowls toward me, and I step back. “The others—”

  “Know you will be okay with me,” he finishes as my back meets the wall.

  “Alex—”

  He smashes our lips together, teeth clashing, and I groan.

  He pulls away too fast and bends down, hoisting me over his shoulder. I yelp, and he smacks my ass before he walks out of the living room.

  Hanging upside down, I smack his ass back. “Put me down!”

  “Nope.” He laughs, making his way upstairs.

  I hear Nev downstairs, making his way out the back door, as Alex kicks my bedroom door open, shutting it behind him.

  He throws me on the bed, and I bounce.

  Pushing my hair out of my face, I lean up on my elbows as he stares down at me.

  “Well, are you just going to stare?” I tease, and he narrows his eyes.

  Not speaking, he strips, and I watch as more golden skin is revealed. He looks like he was carved from stone. He’s leaner than Ezra but with defined muscles. Popping the button on his trousers, he pushes them down, and I groan. He’s going commando.

  His cock springs free, long and hard. He’s thinner than Ezra but definitely fucking longer. Holy shit. My eyes run back up his body as he lets me look my fill.

  When I reach his face, he smirks. “Strip.”

  Shit, he doesn’t have to tell me twice. This is going to be better than cookies.

  Slipping from the bed, I unzip my dress and push it down until it puddles at my feet. Stepping out, I leave my heels and red panties on.

  The others return home, the car pulling up outside, and we stare at each other. They laugh and talk as they crunch to the front door. Ben yells something. Footsteps sound downstairs, obviously searching for us, before they come up the stairs.

  I swallow hard as the door starts to open.

  Alex strides over, eating the distance, and slams it shut. A muttered curse comes from the other side.

  Ezra’s worried voice follows. “Just checking you traveled okay?”

  “Fine” The muscles in Alex’s back clench as he frames the door.

  “Okay, okay. We’re going to watch a movie…” Ezra trails off as he hesitates. “Shout if you need me, baby.”

  With that, he walks away.

  Alex growls and rips himself away from the door. Taking two steps, he covers the distance between us and slams our lips together. Pent-up lust and frustration fuel our kiss as we fight for control.

  We fall back onto the bed, my legs winding around his waist as the sound of the television flicks on downstairs. My heels dig into his ass and he groans, thrusting forward and rubbing against my wet pussy.

  Groaning, I arch my neck as he kisses down it. He follows a trail down my body, avoiding my pussy to go down each leg until I tremble. I knew being with him would be like this: all-consuming.

  He kisses his way back up, throwing both my legs over his shoulders as he settles with his face in my pussy.

  “Alex, please,” I moan, arching my body into the air.

  He rips away my panties, which is more painful than sexy, to be honest.

  “Ouch, dude. You could have totally pulled them— Oh, fuck,” I gasp as he spears me with his tongue.

  He eats me, alternating between thrusting his tongue in and licking around my nub. He sucks it into his mouth as he thrusts a finger into me with no warning. He adds two more, stretching me, and sets a hard pace of sucking and licking as he finger fucks me.

  It’s too much. When his other hand squeezes my breast hard, I scream, the orgasm rushing over me.

  Arching into his hand, I tremble with aftershocks. He slows
his thrusts and pulls away from me, but not without another lick.

  Panting, I laugh when the TV gets turned up from downstairs.

  Alex grins, lifting his head, and I instantly sober. His chin glistens from me and he looks fucking feral.

  Crawling up my body, he kisses me, letting me taste myself on him. He pulls away and reaches down to the floor. Frowning, I stare in confusion as he brings up his belt and tie.

  Oh, fuck yes.

  I must say it out loud because he smirks down at me. “I take that as a yes, kitten?”

  He slams the belt lightly on my nipple, and I groan and arch into it, loving the bite of pain.

  “Yes,” I moan, and he drops the belt and holds up the tie.

  I nod, not caring what he does with it.

  He covers my eyes and ties it around the back of my head. “Now, all you can do is feel. You’re going to take everything I give you.”

  When I don’t speak, he slaps the belt onto my thigh, making me yelp. He rubs the sting away, and I bite my lip.

  “Yesss,” I beg, and he licks up my stomach, making me arch into his touch.

  He circles my nipple before pulling it into his mouth, sucking hard as I writhe beneath him. He pops it out of his mouth and blows over the wet tip before giving the same treatment to the other.

  “Alex,” I moan as he runs the belt along one nipple, catching the rough, cold buckle against it.

  I collapse back onto the bed and let him do what he wants with me. The cold buckle and belt run down the middle of my breasts, down my stomach, and circles my belly button before stopping over my pussy.

  He flicks the end lightly against my clit, and I bite my lip, loving the pain. He leans down and flicks his tongue over the nub, kissing it better as the belt makes its way down my wet cunt. He moves over to my thighs and gives me a slap on each, then rubs the sting away.

  “Fuck me already,” I moan, and he pulls away.

  Yelping, my face smashes into the bed. He fucking flipped me like I’m a goddamn feather. Turning my face to the side to breathe, I strain against the dark material covering my eyes, but it’s no good. The barrier only enhances my lust. I don’t know what he’ll do next or what he’s doing now, and that is a huge fucking turn on.

  He’s so in control, dominating me completely.

  The belt lands on my ass with a slap, making me let out a squeal of pain. His hand rubs away the sting, mixing the pain with pleasure. “I knew you would look fucking hot with my marks on your ass.”

  Oh shit. My fingers dig into the bedding. He gives two more quick whips, rubbing the pain, then massaging with his hands. I push my ass back, needing more.

  He lifts my ass with one hand. “Stay like that.”

  I nod into the covers. He circles my clit again as he lands another hit on my ass, the pain of the hit and pleasure as he flicks my clit are so different. I shake from the intensity of it, my body fighting in each direction.

  “Alexander, please,” I beg, and he groans.

  The belt hits the floor with a clunk, and he flips me again. I feel him line up at my entrance, and he drives into me in one hard fucking thrust. He doesn’t give me time to accept him or grow accustomed before he pulls out and hammers back in, pushing me up the bed until my head smacks into the headboard.

  Little noises escape my mouth as he fucks me hard.

  “Alex,” I moan long.

  He grunts before he rips the blindfold away.

  I stare into his eyes, unable to look away as he pulls out and thrusts back in. Bracing my hands above me on the headboard, I arch into the thrust, using the leverage to push down on his cock, making him tighten his hands on me.

  He grips a thigh and tosses it over his shoulder before gripping me under my ass and tilting me. The angle, so much deeper, hits that spot inside of me every time he pulls out and fucks back in.

  I repeat his name like a mantra as he slams into me. Shit, another orgasm already builds. I want to see him break, too. I push down as he thrusts up and tense my pussy. He moans long and loud as the sound of our skin slapping together fills the room.

  Sweat drips down my body and his, too, and I reach down again, flicking my clit on the way before circling his cock and cupping his balls. Looking back into his eyes I squeeze gently. He shouts as he loses his punishing rhythm and hammers into me. I have no choice but to hang on.

  He reaches between our bodies and rubs my clit as he thrusts into me harder, bottoming out. I clench around him, milking him as I come. My hands scramble on the bedding, writhing because it’s that bloody intense. He yells and stutters, his hips smashing into mine as he comes, too.

  He slumps down on me, sliding down and out of me so not to crush me. His head pillows on my breasts as we both gasp for breath.

  “Holy witches’ balls,” I pant, and he laughs, shaking against me, and I groan again.

  He lifts his head, a soft smile on his lips as his eyes twinkle.

  I reach up and run my hands through his hair.

  “Witches balls?” he asks, and I giggle, actually fucking giggle.

  I sigh and he drops his head back down again. I hear running footsteps, but I can’t be bothered to cover up.

  The door opens and a grinning Ben pokes his head in. “If you two are finished, we ordered pizza, though I think the teenager who delivered it thought we were killing someone up here.”

  He ducks his head back as Alex waves his hand and the door slams shut. He laughs as he races back down the stairs.

  I should be embarrassed the whole house heard us, but I’m not. You only live once, right? Oh god, I did not think that. Witch me now.

  “Come on, kitten. We better feed you.” Alex rolls off the bed and lands gracefully on his feet.

  Reaching down, he lifts me up like I weigh nothing, and I wrap myself around him as he walks into the bathroom.

  He turns on the shower, drops me in, and follows. I grin and duck my head under the spray. Winking, he grabs my shampoo and squirts some in his hands.

  “Turn around,” he commands, and I do.

  I let him massage it into my hair, closing my eyes and relaxing as he takes care of me.

  When we exit the shower, Alex insists on putting lotion on my stinging ass before we dress. By the time we make it downstairs, most of the pizza is eaten, but Ezra pulls a box from behind him on the sofa and passes it over to me.

  Alex reclines on the sofa. “Where’s mine?”

  Ezra scoffs. “Get your own.”

  I laugh and plop down next to Darius and Ben on the floor.

  “Work up an appetite, did you?” Darius snides.

  I grin at him, way too happy from pizza and orgasms to care. “Yup. Now shush so I can enjoy my cheese.”

  The others laugh as we watch a movie. It’s like before the whole almost dying thing, except for the wild sex interlude. Looking around, my grin dims. I have a feeling tomorrow will come crashing down on us, and I don’t even know why.

  I finish my pizza in, like, five minutes and stretch out, a yawn splitting my face. Cuddling into Ben, I lay my head on his shoulder and watch the movie.

  I only get halfway through before I call it a night. I wave a tired goodbye and trot upstairs to find Nev already passed out on my bed.

  Smiling, I drop a kiss on his head. “Night, baby. Sorry I’ve been so busy.”

  He snores louder.

  Shaking my head, I drop the joggers so I only wear a cami and slide into bed, my eyes shutting straight away. What a bloody night.

  I must fall asleep pretty fast because my eyes shoot open in disorientation when the door clicks shut.

  Alex comes into view, and when he spots me watching him, he smiles. “Go back to sleep, kitten.”

  He drops his pants, leaving him in boxers, and crawls into bed in front of me.

  I close my eyes and cuddle against his chest. His arms wrap around me and our legs entwine. A smile coats my lips even as exhaustion crashes over me.

  49

  Aurora
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br />   I wake up warm—really freakin’ warm. I groan and kick the covers off, but realize I can’t lift my legs, at all. Popping one eye open, I come face to face with a sleepy Ezra, his eyes at half-mast as he watches me. Alex still lays at my back, his groin pressed against my ass and his arm wrapped around my middle.

  Ezra must know I’ve been with Alex. I mean, they heard us, but he still holds me close, one thigh pressed between my legs and his arm wrapped around me, hand on my ass. He drags me closer and covers my lips in a gentle kiss.

  Pulling back, I try to question him with my eyes, but he leans in again.

  “Shh, or you’ll wake him,” he whispers, and I nod.

  He kisses me again, rubbing my ass in circles, and I moan at the friction on my already tender cheeks. I fully wake up as he sweeps in. Rubbing against his thigh, I tangle my hand on his chest and slide it down. My eyes pop open when I meet nothing but skin, and he grins against my lips.

  Wrapping my hand around his already hard cock, I coat my fingers in his pre-cum and lift them to my lips, watching him as I lick them clean.

  He groans, his mouth parting as I squeeze his cock and pump him. His heavy breathing fills the silent room as I work him.

  “Baby,” he groans and leans in to kiss me softly.

  As I squeeze hard, he thrusts into my hands, working himself as I rub against the sheets, already needy again despite my and Alex’s fuck-fest earlier.

  Ezra’s hands roam my body, pushing up the cami as he cups my breasts and flicks my nipples. It takes me an embarrassingly long time to realize there’s more than one pair of hands.

  My eyes snap open, and I pull away from Ezra’s kiss to look over my shoulder.

  Alex is awake, his amber eyes locked on me as he runs his hands between my thighs, pushing them open and stroking over my panty covered pussy.

  Ezra doesn’t seem bothered. In fact, his dick jerks in my hand and he tightens his hold on my breasts, making me gasp as they both caress me.

  “Let us look after you,” Ezra says softly, dropping his hand to stop my motion on his cock.

  I swallow hard but nod. As I let go, he grins.