Wicked Boys

by Nora Cobb

  “Out, all of you.” I grab Dom and push him toward the door. “Come back in fifteen minutes.” I lean against the doorframe, trying to look seductive. “And bring a big box of condoms.” I almost gag at my lameness, but they hurry off in all directions to get ready.

  Chapter Thirteen

  Vicki

  I don’t think I can handle this. When they walk back into the room, I’m just sitting on the bed, staring back at them. Dom frowns in confusion as he walks toward me, half naked, with a box of condoms in his hand. Silas pushes him away.

  “What’s wrong?” Silas asks, sitting beside me. He pulls his robe tightly around his body.

  “I don’t know how to do this,” I admit. “I want it. I just don’t know what to do. And I’m worried that I’ll screw it up.”

  A look passes between Chase and Silas as if they’ve decided what to do. I’m bringing them together—emotionally, mentally, and now, physically. I wonder if they also want it too. That it’s not an experiment that ends at graduation.

  “Chase has a suggestion,” replies Silas.

  Chase watches from the doorway in his jeans. A chill runs along my skin when I realize how much they want this to work. Whatever inhibition stopped us before, when we were under the boat, has vanished. They’re ready to experiment with truly being together.

  Chase tilts his head. His gaze slowly works up my body. “We just practice until we get it right. I’m never going to be in love with anyone else. And if this is how you want to be, love, I’ll do it, but only for you.”

  “You’re that special,” says Dom. “You’re so special that you bring us together, and right now, we need to be together.”

  “It’s the only way we’re going to survive and hopefully, later, thrive,” adds Silas.

  I take in a deep breath. “I love you all. You don’t realize how much you keep me from falling apart.”

  Dom sits beside me and holds me while Silas takes my mouth and his hands cup my cheeks. Dom lowers his hands down my back and touches my ass. Silas moves away and I reach for him. Frustration morphs into desire when Chase takes his place. His kisses are thoughtful as he holds my chin in his grasp.

  Silas slides his hand under my T-shirt and slips his fingers under my bra. His fingertips pinch my nipple, and a jolt in my pussy makes me moan. I think I can’t feel any lighter as every inch of me responds. Then Chase unzips my jeans and slides his hand down between my legs. His fingers brush my moist panties as my body shakes with want and need. I let out a groan, and Chase’s mouth clamps down on mine. It’s delicious.

  “I think this can work,” Dom whispers against my neck. “And I think you agree. Right, Vicki?”

  I can’t answer him, and he knows it as I raise my hands and pull Chase’s mouth harder against mine.

  Dom’s usually flippant tone sounds heated as he lifts me onto his lap and presses his hard cock against my ass. Chase’s fingers trace the edge of my panties, slipping in a finger but not far enough. My legs tremble as I lift my hips to reach him.

  “Please,” I moan, rubbing against Dom’s hard body.

  Silas pulls his hand out of my shirt and pulls the bed away from the walls with us on it. He yanks the blinds closed, and the weak sunlight imitates the moody lighting under the boat. He commands his phone to play ambient. Silas takes control, and I crave it. I want to be controlled.

  He tugs me away from them and makes them get up so I can lie on the bed. I lie there, watching him over me. The look of hunger in his eyes makes me squirm and moan to be touched. My back arches as they surround me.

  Lips press against my mouth and my skin as I’m stripped naked. Their hands grip me firmly as my clothes are pulled away. I shake as I lie naked, waiting for them.

  “You’re fucking beautiful,” says Dom. I have never felt more beautiful.

  Chase is silent, but I see the desire lighting up his eyes as he stares at me.

  Their hands touch me everywhere, all over my body, as the electricity in the room rises. A hand runs along my inner thigh, and a finger dips into my drenched pussy. Another hand strokes my breasts. A mouth touches my pussy, and a tongue licks my slit open. I reach down, pushing my fingers through thick hair, pulling the mouth closer. My eyes open and Dom’s handsome face looks back at me, his breath heating me as his tongue licks my clit slowly. My legs fall open and shake.

  Waves of sensation rush over my skin like electricity letting loose. I want it to build until I scream out. But when I open my mouth, the only thing I can do is moan. My voice trembles as my knees shake. The boys watch me learning what I need as my body reacts to every touch.

  My hair is grabbed into a fist, and Chase turns my head hard and kisses me with his tongue. His mouth is greedy for mine. Silas’ mouth clamps down over my nipple, and his tongue hardens the tip tighter. Dom slips his finger into my aching pussy and curls it. I come hard as he watches me shake and shout on the bed. My body rocks against the waves passing over me, and then it lifts me up and I float away.

  Panting, I’m thankful now for all the shit that’s made us closer. I drift back down slowly and, with hazy eyes, I watch them completely undress. Three hot bodies—handsome, strong, and mine, all wanting me. I squirm on the bed. I roll my sweaty body over onto my tummy and reach out, dragging my finger down Chase’s thick thighs. My pussy twitches again.

  Chase’s gaze slowly moves over my body as he stands up straight. His hard cock makes me lick my lips. He watches my mouth as he runs his hand down his chest and over his abs. His hand rests on that thick cock, and he tugs it as he watches me watch him.

  Dom sighs as his hand touches my leg. That smug look and hot head he hides his emotions behind is gone. There’s hesitation in his touch, and I wonder if I’m losing him. If we’re losing him. I roll over and crawl toward him. I rise up on my knees and kiss him softly, running my hands through his blond hair.

  His hands hold me as I hear him let out a deep sigh.

  “I love you,” he whispers, “I want only to see you happy. I’ll do whatever I can.”

  My hands slide down his hard chest and trace the ridges of his abs, tenderly expressing my love through my hands. His arms close around me, and I fall into his touch. His kiss finds my lips, and it’s firm and demanding. My body rises from burning to out of control.

  Breathless, I pull away. “I want you,” I whisper, “I always have.”

  I kiss the side of his neck, along his chest, his hard abs, and run my nails gently over the tight skin on his cock, making him suck in air. I wrap my hands around his yummy cock, so fucking hard, and he leans back, panting as he watches my open mouth. I glance up and give him an innocent look like I didn’t know he’s so big. And then I slowly lick a drop of pre-cum off his tip. Dom hisses as his fingers tangle in my hair.

  My mouth opens wider over his gorgeous length. Dom shows his satisfaction with a yelp as his fingers twist, making my scalp tingle.

  “I dream about that mouth,” he sighs.

  I pull back and glance at Chase and Silas. I’m not sure what to do or how to go about having three men at once. I may have been wild, but I didn’t try everything. Silas and Chase share a look between them, and Chase nods in agreement. Once again they prove how well they know one another.

  Silas speaks to Dom, “It’s your turn to direct.”

  Dom blinks in surprise before he gives Silas a cocky grin. Dom puts his attention on me as he takes his hands out of my hair and runs his fingers along my jaws stretched wide with his heavy dick. I shiver with anticipation.

  “You can handle more.” He pins me with his stare. “Good girl.”

  Dom eases his cock farther in my eager mouth, and I suck on him greedily.

  “Get behind her, Silas.” Dom pauses. His eyes flutter before he can continue speaking. “Get the condoms.”

  The bed shifts, and Silas moves behind me, making my senses intensify. I moan with need as I kneel on all fours, sticking my ass out toward him. I don’t stop sliding my mouth back and forth on Dom’s pe
rfect cock. Silas’ hand strokes my bottom in a wide circle.

  “Is she wet?” asks Chase.

  “So wet and so hot,” replies Silas.

  “How wet?” asks Chase, gripping his hard cock while he steps closer to the bed.

  Silas slides his finger between my legs and circles my clit before pushing into me, pulling out slowly, and then in again. My drenched pussy makes a loud smacking sound that makes me want more. I want something thicker in me. Silas pulls his finger out and licks it slowly with the tip of his tongue.

  Breathless, Chase moans, “Fuck me, I’m going to cum from watching.”

  I moan. “Dom, I need more.” I rock my hips, begging Silas to fuck me.

  Dom smirks. “Silas, please our girl.”

  Silas slides his fingers into me again and curls them so wonderfully before pulling back out. I whimper; they’re teasing me so I’ll lose it. So I can’t say no. I don’t want to say no. I want to be fucked. Something thick and hard presses against my pussy. I clench around Silas as he pushes his hard inches into me. I groan as he slides back and then in all the way. He keeps moving his hips against my ass until there is no space between us.

  “Oh fuck,” he moans, “Baby, you’re so tight.”

  I almost lose my mind when they both move in and out of me. Dom fucks my mouth while Silas fucks my pussy. The rhythm runs through me as we’re joined together, and waves of pleasure race back and forth through my vibrating body. I can’t do anything but moan, fisting the sheets as I’m fucked harder and harder from both ends.

  I open my eyes and watch Chase watch us with hungry eyes as he strokes his beautiful cock. It’s too much for me; too much pleasure overloads my sense. My body shakes violently as my orgasm rises up to the surface. Dom pulls back from my mouth as I let out a scream.

  “Fuck. I can’t hold on.” Silas comes as his fingers grip my hips, pushing into the skin. He slams into me and shakes, panting out loud bursts of air. I collapse onto the bed, and Silas rolls onto his side. Winded, he pulls out of me and pushes my sweaty hair off my face, then kisses me gently. I stare into his eyes, even more in love.

  The bed dips on the other side, but I’m still coming down from my orgasm. Strong hands grab me, and I’m rolled over onto a hard body. I know it’s Dom underneath me from the width of his shoulders. My back rests against his muscular chest. I shiver as his breath tickles my ear. He reaches down between my legs and rubs his cock up between my thighs. His strokes make me horny again. I realize that he’s moving my juices from my pussy to my ass and grip his hand.

  “Relax, Vicki,” he whispers, “Tell me how you feel.”

  I suck in breath as desire returns and move my hips. I moan, too turned on to speak to tell him that I want all of it, all of him, all of them. To my surprise, he tucks his cock between us. Gasping, I open my eyes and reach for him again.

  “Chase, we need to be joined.” Dom kisses my hair. “You want to bring us together again?”

  I nod while I tremble with anticipation, and my breath picks up. I never knew this would work or if they would even try, but for some reason, they’ve embraced it. I guess the reason is me. Chase kneels in between my legs; his hard cock bobs between his legs, and with tenderness, he runs his hands over my thighs, pushing my knees up to my chest. I’m exposed, and my body relaxes as I realize the depth of trust I feel for them. I used to look at them and feel hate, but hate has changed into love. Dom’s hands slip around the backs of my knees, making me submissive. Losing control sends a tremor into me as I open myself to pure pleasure.

  “Make her soaked,” Dom commands, “She needs to beg for pain.”

  Chase’s eyes widen, and he looks at me. He wants to be sure, and I love him for remembering and caring. Grinning, I nod. His lips relax into a grin, and his hand strokes lube along my crease. He takes his time playing with my pussy, dipping his finger deep and causing me to moan. My thighs splay open as he reaches my ass. So wet and ready. His index finger slides in easily as my nerves hum with a new sensation. No one’s ever claimed me there before. His finger moves side to side to stretch me wider.

  “Relax, Vicki,” Silas kisses my mouth. “We want you to always want us.”

  “You’re so fucking foolish,” I gasp, “I’ll always want all of you.”

  I trust them. They’d never hurt me. Not even now. I close my eyes and concentrate on the feeling. Chase slips in a second finger, and it feels so good as I moan my willingness.

  “She’s ready,” whispers Chase. He withdraws his fingers, and I open my eyes. Chase holds my thighs as Dom rubs the tip of his cock along my ass, easing along my entrance. By the time he pushes inside me, I’m begging for him to fill me.

  The tightness makes me squirm, and suddenly, I’m wrapped in pleasure. Dom rubs circles over my clit as I ease him all the way in. He moves his hips, rocking underneath me as I moan, digging my nails into his thighs.

  “This is perfect,” Dom grunts.

  He doesn’t have the wherewithal to tell Chase what to do. Chase quickly rolls on a condom, leans over me, and pushes his stiff cock deep into my pussy. They’re both inside me together, filling both my entrances. I feel completely sated while they move together. I feel like my mind will explode from the pleasure.

  My boys have a rhythm that builds. Oh, it builds; it’s like having the world at my command. The sensations rule everything, and I forget all the pain and shit in my life. My mind short-circuits as desire makes me scream as I wave my hands in the air.

  Silas reaches for me, and leaning forward, I hold onto him as I ride. We share each other in the most intimate act that can join us together. Using love, we are able to connect rather than remain apart.

  My scream rings through the room as Dom lets out a deep, low moan. His hands clamp down on my hips as he cums hard in me. Panting, I reach with my other hand for Chase as his cock pulses inside me. I slump between them as they reach for me. Tangled together, we’ll never come apart.

  Chapter Fourteen

  Vicki

  The glow of being in love dissipates quickly as we walk to Jagan’s office the next day. He sent a group text to meet in private after the admins left. The only one behind the counter is Rudi. She looks brutally tired as she watches us walk into the room, single file. She doesn’t look at us as she walks to the door and locks it.

  It’s obvious that Rudi is still haunted by the image of Marcy sprawled out on the concrete floor—a pool of blood growing underneath her head. And though Rudi knows partly what Marcy did to us, she feels compelled to go to the hospital and check on Marcy almost daily.

  It is too awkward not to acknowledge her standing right there. “Hello, Rudi. How’s it going?” I mumble.

  “Jagan’s in his office,” she replies, “He’s waiting for all of you.”

  My eyes narrow on her, and I’m insulted by her coldness. Does she blame me for Marcy? Rudi takes her purse and walks quickly to the door. She doesn’t look back. Am I being slighted for what happened? I can’t figure it out. And I don’t have time to.

  Jagan stands by the doorway, herding us into his office. The boys sit immediately down on the couch. Dom slouches, and Silas sits with a straight back, but Chase chooses to sit in a chair instead, with his arms folded and his legs stretched out. Jagan eyes them as if they’re predators playing with a hopeless animal that has no choice but to be prey. My question is, who’s the prey?

  Jagan walks to his desk to sit down, and I’m not sure where I should sit. I hesitate between the space next to Silas or next to Dom while Chase watches me from the corner of his eye. Despite what we do in private, they still compete for me when people are watching us. I opt to sit in a chair by Jagan’s desk near Chase. I glance at Jagan, and he has a smirk on his face.

  He takes a moment to breathe in deeply, and I watch him patiently holding in his breath as the boys ignore him like he’s dust.

  “Jagan,” I ask, “why are we here?”

  He exhales. “We have a situation developing with Marcy, and
it’s damning.”

  I cringe, replaying Rudy’s icy reception. What is being said about us?

  “How is Marcy doing?” My voice is small, and I feel crazy for asking, but my guilt drives me to care—even a little. It’s irrational because it wasn’t my fault, but I’ll be blamed for it. I know it.

  Jagan shrugs as if it never mattered to him. “She’s still in a coma. She cracked her skull on the concrete floor when she tripped.” He pauses and looks at me as if I might argue that point. I say nothing, and he continues, “The doctors don’t think she’ll wake up anytime soon. And if she does, there could be ramifications.”

  Chase holds his arms tighter as if he’s squeezing himself. He won’t look at Jagan though he’s staring hard at him. Chase rocks his chair back and then forward with a bang. “So is that all?” he asks, “You had us come in for an update?”