Bodyguard of Love

by Lane, Terri

  “Actually I have a party tonight, you should stay for it.”

  Oh wow, the idea at attending one of Markus’s posh parties at his mansion as his plus one filled me utter joy. I could just see it, everyone’s eyes respectfully on me, looking at me as if I was one of them, like I truly was a princess…

  But then of course that was never going to happen. I stood out from a mile off, it was so obvious that I didn’t belong. My clothes made me stand out before I even started. There was no way I could fake it, that part would have to remain in my head only.

  “I… I don’t think that’s a good idea.” My voice shook as I spoke, turning down an offer I wanted to grab hold of with both hands. “I don’t have anything suitable to wear…”

  “You don’t want to?” Oh God, why did he have to sound so hurt? That made me feel guilty for refusing, especially when I really wanted to.

  “Oh no, it isn’t that I just…” Come on, where was that brutal honesty from last night? I needed it now desperately! “I don’t think I will… fit in.”

  Markus winked, smirked, and kissed me once more, leaving me more confused than before. “Don’t you worry about that. By the end of the day I will have you looking and feeling like a true princess, better than everyone else.”

  “What do you mean?”

  “You just sit there and enjoy your breakfast, leave the rest to me.”

  As he bounded from the room, I felt blown away, like I’d really lost my footing. But I was excited too. Markus thrilled me in ways that I didn’t even know existed, and I couldn’t wait to see where that would lead me.

  ***

  Oh my goodness…

  I stared at my reflection, barely recognizing the person looking back at me. My hair was glossy and curled to perfection, thanks to the hairdresser who’d spent hours on it. I had make up dusting my features that was good enough for a model… although it probably should have since it had been put on by a professional.

  And the dress, oh my God the dress. It came from a rack of designer outfits that had appeared in his hallway as if by magic, It was silver, sparkly, and hugged my curves as if it had been tailored to my body exactly.

  I really did look like a princess. Or a mermaid.

  “Amber,” I hissed into my phone. “Amber, I need you to see me. Look.” I pulled the phone away and showed her a picture of my dress. “Look at me.”

  “Oh my God, when you told me what was going on tonight, I didn’t realize that you were going to look like that. You should be on the cover of a magazine or something.”

  “I know!” I giggled like a mad school girl. “I don’t know what to do with myself.”

  “I’ll tell you what you do, you marry this man.”

  “But… I thought you told me just to screw him.” I had to whisper that part as guilt flooded me. I felt like I was accidently lying to everyone without even meaning to.

  “Not now! Now I think you need to lock him down.”

  I paused for a moment, considering telling Amber my real feelings. I actually wanted her to know that I genuinely adored Markus, that my feelings were deep and real, and that it’d only gotten worse with spending this romantic time with him. The sex was incredible, I couldn’t get over how he made me feel, but spending this day with him was great too.

  I liked him so damn much.

  But before I got to decide either way, he walked into the room, ending the chance before it arrived.

  “I have to go, Amber, I’ll speak to you soon. Love you.”

  I hung up the phone rapidly and glanced at Markus as he ran his eyes all over my body, appreciatively drinking me in. “You know, I thought you looked amazing last night, but there’s something really magical about the way you look tonight.” He held out his arm to me and I linked mine through it. “Come on, let’s go to the party, people will start arriving soon.”

  Nerves danced all over my body as we descended down the stairs, but there was a lot of excitement there too. This was my first real life adult party, not the sort of student thing where everyone got drunk and vomited. This was going to be classy, glamorous, and I was attending with the most wonderful man alive.

  I couldn’t wait.

  “You won’t leave me, will you?” I suddenly lost all my cool and yanked Markus’s arm closer to mine. “I’m scared everyone will hate me.” Okay so I was darting backwards and forwards, not really sure how to feel.

  “If anyone is looking at you it’ll be because of how gorgeous you look,” he did his best to reassure me. “But don’t worry, I’ll be here the whole time.”

  ***

  Oh… my… God!

  The first person to walk through the door was the worst possible person to see in this situation when I looked so false and odd. Beautiful yes, but not like me. I felt like he’d see right through the disguise and expose me for who I was. I wasn’t sure why I didn’t think about this scenario, it made perfect sense for him to be there, but still… Oh God, how the hell was I going to survive this?

  “Ryan,” I muttered awkwardly under my breath. “Oh no.” I shook my hands awkwardly by my side, feeling everything all at once.

  Now that I’d spent the night with Markus I couldn’t help but compare the two men, which probably wasn’t right. Markus was dark and mysterious, totally hunky, whereas Ryan has very pale skin, bright blue eyes and a light dusting of hair. He was sinewy, nowhere near as broad as Markus, but still he looked good. To good, it was almost hard to look at him. I didn’t want to be in this mess, I just wanted to be able to enjoy my time with Markus. I wanted the fairy tale to become a reality, and this was getting in the way.

  “Well, well, well.” Ryan was smirking, mostly because he didn’t realize that Markus knew about us and that put me right on edge. It would come out soon enough, and then I had no idea what would happen. “Fancy seeing you here.” He ran his eyes over my body, fixing too long on my heaving cleavage. “And what, may I ask are you doing at a party at Markus’s house.”

  “She’s here with me.”

  If it wasn’t obvious before that the cat was out of the bag, it was now. Markus was practically squaring up to his friend, really acting the alpha male. Although it was incredibly awkward and it made me feel like crap about myself, there was a definite buzzing in my underwear.

  Did I actually like this? What the hell was wrong with me?

  “Oh I can see that,” Ryan smirked, flicking his eyes between us both. “From the way you have you arm wrapped tightly around her. She looks beautiful, you’re a very lucky man to have such a lovely date.”

  “I know I’m lucky. That’s why I’ve brought her here, to show her off.”

  Oh my God, now Ryan was squaring up too. I really didn’t want a fight, even if it was kind of sexy. I wasn’t the sort of girl to come between two guys… was I?

  I used to be so normal, so ordinary… when the hell did that all change? When did I become the girl in the stunning designer dress enjoying being fought over? This would absolutely kill Amber, if I ever worked up the courage to tell her.

  Luckily before I had to intervene, which I wasn’t totally sure I could do anyway since my mouth was too dry to form words, the doorbell rang out and other people arrived at the party, changing the charged atmosphere entirely. I let out a breath that I hadn’t even realized that I was holding, but I had a feeling that wasn’t going to be the end of it. I didn’t think either man would let things go that easily.

  This was going to be a party to remember, I just hoped it was for the right reasons.

  ***

  Okay, I gasped noisily and stared at my reflection in the bathroom mirror. Not long now…

  It had been a night from hell, and not for all right reasons. I’d quickly stopped being worried about what everyone in the place thought of me, and rapidly became concerned with how the two men who’d inadvertently weaved their ways into my life saw me. They both spent the whole night shooting me looks, giving me the eye, hinting that they wanted me, which left me a shivering m
ess.

  The worst part about all of this was how I felt about it all. I wasn’t having anything like a normal reaction, I felt like I wanted both. Markus first, then Ryan. Or maybe both at the same time. The thought of those gorgeous creatures with their hands all over me was almost too much to handle. It made me bite onto my lip like a sex-starved maniac. No one would believe that I’d been ravished only the night before!

  I shook my head, trying to strip the blush away from my cheeks. Everyone would be gone soon, including Ryan, leaving me alone with Markus. The one I actually wanted to be with. I needed to get my head in the game if I didn’t want to call out the wrong name in bed or anything. That would be killer, a crazy kiss before we got together was one thing, but a fantasy this late in the game was too much.

  Come on, Cassie, I told myself strictly. Get back out there, say goodbye to everyone, then get back to fun with the most incredible man ever. Forget all about everyone else, they don’t matter.

  I shoved the door open and stepped back out into the party, just to notice that I was much too late. Everyone was already gone… even better. No awkward small talk.

  “Oh, it’s you again.”

  I closed my eyes before turning back. It seemed that Ryan intended to be the first one in the party and the last one out. God damn it, couldn’t he take a hint? Didn’t he realize that he was the one person I actually wanted gone?

  “What are you doing here, Ryan?” I asked coldly. “Isn’t it time for you to leave?”

  “Why do you want me gone?” He touched my shoulder and I flinched. I spun around to glare at him angrily. My face was flushed all over again. “Is it because you know you want me?”

  “No, don’t be so stupid. I just want to spend more time with Markus.” I folded my arms defensively across my chest. “I need to be alone with him.”

  Ryan smirked and didn’t take the hint. He stepped closer to me and really invaded my personal space. “He knows about us already, what’s the point of hiding it?”

  “Us? There is no us. We had one kiss, that’s it.”

  “But what a kiss it was.” He was touching me now, I could feel his torso pressed up against mine. What I really needed to do was push him away, but somehow I couldn’t quite make myself do that. “I could feel that you wanted me, even then. It was just a shame that we had to stop.”

  His face was moving in, and I was getting swallowed up by the heady, dizzying lust surrounding us. It was almost as if this wasn’t really happening, as if I was just imagining it...

  And then his lips crashed against mine and I felt that familiar explosion of lust. God damn it, he was right. I did want him, really badly. It wasn’t right, it confused me so much, but I couldn’t deny it. Ryan had a raw sexuality, a deep magnetism that drew me in no matter how hard I tried. His lips felt incredible against mine, I wanted this moment to last for absolute ever.

  “What’s going on here?”

  Markus’s voice was like a sobering bucket of ice cold water being thrown over my head. I leapt back like I’d been electrocuted, and stared frantically at him. I wanted to cry and scream all at once, I’d screwed everything up with the man I adored. I had no one else to blame for this mess but myself.

  “What are you doing?” Markus smirked, stepping closer to us. “I didn’t tell you to stop.”

  I glanced towards Ryan who shrugged and smirked at me. “I’m game if you are.”

  Game? Were these guys suggesting what I really thought they were? Was my dirty little fantasy seriously about to come true?

  ***

  Before I got a chance to answer, Ryan was back holding me tight, sending that lust floating through me once more. It was powerful, chemical, and even more exciting knowing that the man I really liked was watching me.

  Oh my God, I was insane, that was the only explanation for it. I must’ve gone mad. I was never into anything this crazy before, or at least I thought I wasn’t. Maybe I was always a freak and it just took these two men to unlock it within me.

  “You’re crazy,” Ryan murmured into my mouth as his hand cupped my chin. “In the best way possible.”

  I almost lost myself in the moment, I almost totally caved into Ryan, but then Markus crashed up against my back and I remembered that he was here. His hands ran up and down my thighs from behind leaving me gasping and panting with joy. I hadn’t ever felt so turned on in my whole life, I didn’t know what to do with myself. Ryan had his mouth running all over my neck and face, Markus’s hands were everywhere… he was claiming every single part of me, each curve, each peak, and it felt wonderful.

  They were both consuming me, yet somehow there was still not enough of either of them. I wanted more, I needed it all, I was like a desperate crazed person with absolutely no self-control.

  I ran my fingers down Ryan’s body until I found the zipper to his trousers. I held my hand there for a moment, trying to make a rational decision. If I took this step, it told the guys that I was truly in, that I was ready for what was to come. It wasn’t the smartest decision, but it was the one I desperately wanted.

  Do it, Cassie, my wicked brain told me. It’ll be incredible.

  So I slid my eyes shut and I just went for it. There was no point in second guessing myself anymore I was getting everything that I wanted. It felt too good, I was too overwhelmed with lust to turn my back on this now.

  As Ryan’s trousers fell down and I shoved his underwear away with it, Markus was hitching my dress up and put his hands where I was aching for him. There was a deep pulse in my panties, one that needed to be explored, and he drew nearer to that hot, wet desire while panting and gasping into my ear.

  I wrapped my hand around Ryan’s oversized, throbbing cock just as Markus’s fingers plunged into me, massaging me, feeling every damn delicious inch of me. It was all happening so quickly, yet not fast enough, I loved the sensations I had crashing all over my body, it felt utterly phenomenal. So much so that I could barely stand…

  “Come on, let me take you to the bedroom.” I crashed into Markus’s arms, falling apart as he held me, and the two men deliberately took me into the one room where this would heat up yet another notch.

  My heart was boiling hot with desire, my fingers were tingling with bliss, my lips felt rough and ready for action… my body was completely prepared for what was to come next, even if my brain hadn’t totally caught up yet. But that didn’t matter, I wasn’t interested in what my brain had to say anyway. This wasn’t the sort of thing that needed to be thought over.

  As I cascaded into the comfortable bed sheets that were now very familiar to me, I couldn’t help but consider how different the situation was. This was a brand new sexual experience for me, and I enjoyed the way that made me feel. It thrilled me to know that my body was being opened up to another possible way to enjoy myself.

  I’d spent far too long being closed off and sensible. Now was the time to shake all of that off, it was finally time to be free.

  Ryan tore at the only item of clothing he had left on him, his shirt, before climbing over my body so that I could feel the weight of him pressed against me. I was acutely aware of Markus frantically taking off his clothing too, but I couldn’t look at him, not quite yet. Ryan had his lips on my neck, tickling a very erogenous zone of mine, then he moved them down to my chest. He was edging ever closer to my nipples, but he couldn’t access them because I had too much material in the way, so I heaved myself into a sitting position, and I whipped the dress up over my head in a split second.

  Ryan smirked at me, and I smiled back, all the while tugging on the clasp of my bra. My nipples were standing to attention, basically screaming out for him, and I desperately needed to know how they would feel in his mouth.

  The second they were free, Ryan pushed me back onto the bed and he took one of them in his mouth. I cried out loudly, my whole body buckled a little bit, this felt fucking phenomenal. I grabbed onto Ryan’s light-colored hair and arched further into him.

  Then I spotted Markus, sta
nding to attention right in front of me. My hands immediately slipped off Ryan, I wanted to get a feel of that cock instead. Sensing how badly I wanted to touch him, Markus edged his way closer to me, smiling the whole time.

  I needed a taste, I wanted him close enough so that I could wrap my lips around him…

  “Oh fuck!” I’d become so distracted by Markus, that it wasn’t until Ryan’s tongue was buried deep into me that I recalled what this was. This was two hot men, both desperate for my body.

  Maybe I wasn’t quite as plain as I’d always assumed I was!

  Ryan ran his lips and his tongue all over my slit until he found my clit. There he circled and drew patterns, which caused my body to heat up and swell all over. This felt so good, so incredible, and I wanted to share that with Markus too.

  Eventually he was near enough for me to just about lick him. It seemed to amuse Markus to see how much I needed him in my mouth, so he teased me, sending every part of me wild. I wanted to slide him into my throat, to feel him fill my lips completely.

  “Bit desperate aren’t we, you dirty girl?” He looked so damn pleased with himself I wanted to laugh.

  “Yes,” I panted. “Just come here will you.”

  As I got exactly what I wanted, an involuntary moan escaped my mouth, causing me to hum along his length. Markus shivered, he grunted, he sounded a little animalistic actually. I adored that, it felt really good to do that to him… especially when Ryan was driving me ever closer to the brink of passion. The pressure was building, the pleasure was growing and swelling through my body, I was about to lose it.

  And then Ryan hovered up over my body and he slammed his wonderful cock into me, sending me over the edge. I couldn’t contain it anymore, it was all too much. These two men had bliss swallowing me whole, crashing over me like a tsunami. I couldn’t control myself as I thrashed, as I writhed, it was wonderful. I was shuddering, buckling, collapsing and it felt amazing.