by Alicia White
Nicholas helped Damon out of the car, making sure that he wouldn’t have any issues holding Selene. They walked to the front door. He unlocked it and headed toward the master bedroom, knowing that Damon was following. When they reached the bedroom, he turned the dim lights on and pointed to the bed, still not wanting to talk. He didn’t want to wake Selene.
When her body touched the bed and Damon removed his arms, she stirred, waking up.
Chapter 10
Damon laid Selene down on the huge bed. He’d never seen anything that extravagant in his life. It looked like a double king, but he didn’t say anything. He knew that Nicholas had been waiting for a relationship and he had probably been making this house perfect for that very reason.
When he moved his arms, Selene’s bright eyes opened, and she stared at him. He had brought her here without asking her permission. He wasn’t sure if she would be interested in something between the three of them. He would though, if it made her happy. They hadn’t had much happiness, excluding themselves from their family because of their attraction to each other. They had both ended up only depending on each other.
“Hey. I’m sorry I dozed off. I guess I was tired,” she said, and he smiled. Leaning down, he captured her lips. He loved holding her. Anytime she wanted to let him take care of her was fine with him.
“Do you want to take a shower before bed? I’ll make some food for us,” Nicholas said, and Damon pulled back, waiting for her answer.
“Yeah. That sounds great. Thanks.” She slid off the huge bed and immediately started stripping out of her clothes. Damon did the same. He wanted to jump in the shower with her and wash her body.
Nicholas laughed and shook his head at them both, he headed for a closed door, and Damon knew it was the bathroom. The light turned on and he took Selene’s small hand in his and pulled her into the bathroom with him. The room was huge, almost as big as his entire apartment. There was a giant Jacuzzi bathtub and a shower that would fit five people easily.
“Okay. I’ll leave you to it then and head to the kitchen. Have fun.” Nicholas headed out of the bathroom and he was glad that the two of them had a few minutes to talk. There were a few things he needed to know before they could continue.
Damon started the shower, turning the hot water on completely. He waited until warm smoke billowed out from the shower stall before he went in. The water pounded against his skin, and he moaned, loving the feeling. He closed his eyes and relaxed, letting the water massage him.
“Damon…are you okay? I–I’m not sure how to feel right now.” Selene’s sweet voice brought him back to reality, and he opened his eyes and studied her.
“I’m better than okay. I finally have you. What are you feeling?” He grabbed the bar of soap from the dispenser and started soaping up his hands, wanting to touch her. He kneeled down and started at her feet, massaging her body as he cleaned her. She grabbed his shoulders and held onto him.
“I’m not sure what to think. This whole thing is somewhat weird. I did do some things with Nicholas, when he came to the shop. I should’ve told you sooner. I should’ve told you how I felt about you. I was just so scared.” She was whispering, and he realized that she didn’t want Nicholas to hear what she was saying.
He kept his voice low, too, hoping that Nicholas wouldn’t be offended or at least he wouldn’t hear anything he shouldn’t. “Do you want Nicholas? The two of us have talked. He wants to have a ménage relationship. He wants you, and he’s willing to share you with me. I wasn’t so sure at first. I’m so possessive, I didn’t think I’d be able to stomach another man touching you. I know how you feel about me, and you know that I love you. What do you want?” Damon wasn’t sure what he should do. There needed to be honesty between the three of them if this would work. The idea of sharing had never once crossed his mind, but he had felt better about everything since Nicholas had talked to him first. He worked his hands up her body, never once taking his eyes from hers.
“I don’t know.” She hissed. “This is too confusing. You and me…we’ll always be connected. Nicholas…he’s a great guy, and I do care about him. How can this work? We aren’t from his world. Long-term…I don’t know. The sex was amazing though.” She smiled slightly, and Damon knew she was having some internal battle. The same thoughts went through his mind, too. The same questions. How can a man who has money and owns a very successful casino and hotel keep this relationship private? Would it stay between the three of them? Would their lives be the same? Maybe he had pushed too fast too soon.
Guilt ate at him. His main priority was taking care of Selene, and he felt as though he was letting her down. He had pushed this whole ménage thing one her, wanting to see if he could finally have a relationship with her and willing to share her to get it. He felt like a total bastard. He pulled her into his arms and held her, unsure of what to say.
* * * *
Long-term. She wasn’t sure if this was real. He could hear it in her voice. The sex was amazing though. Did she only want the sex? Those words rang through Nicholas’s mind as he walked down the stairs toward the kitchen. He hadn’t meant to stay and listen, but curiosity had gotten the better of him, and he stayed, knowing they were going to talk. They loved each other, trusted each other, and he didn’t fit in. His heart felt heavy as he opened the fridge and took out everything he needed to make them some sandwiches. He moved around the kitchen feeling like he was in a daze.
They didn’t feel like they fit into his world. That shocked him. He wanted to fit in their world, with them. He wanted to love Selene. He did come from money, and when his dad died, he had used his inheritance to open the Olympus. They didn’t think they could fit with him because of money. He let out a bitter laugh and felt bile rise in his throat. He wanted to hit something. For over a year, he had been flirting and slowly falling in love with Selene. He didn’t want to make her choose, and he loved the idea that both Damon and Selene could complete the ménage that he desperately craved.
He felt pathetic for the first time in his life. He had obviously pushed this to happen, had hoped that they would accept him. Even though it hadn’t been that long, he just wanted to hear something positive, to hear that they were willing to give it a try. The sex had been explosive, and he already liked Damon. They worked well together and were becoming friends. Nicholas didn’t mind letting Damon take charge of the bedroom stuff. He was an obvious alpha male. Selene, she was another story. He already loved her, but now he felt like the two of them would be together and exclude him.
Nicholas piled the sandwiches on a large plate and grabbed a bag of chips and a few bottles of water. He wouldn’t say anything tonight. He couldn’t, not without getting upset. He took a deep cleansing breath and headed toward his bedroom. He would have to deal with this later and planned to talk to Damon first and then Selene. He didn’t want there to be a scene, not now, not after the amazing night they had together.
When he walked into the bedroom, Selene and Damon were sitting on the couch in front of the fireplace wrapped in towels. They looked happy. They looked good together, so maybe he was the problem. Maybe he should just let them have each other and forget about himself. He forced a smile on his face and set the food down on the table.
“Thank you. I’m starving.” Selene presented him with a huge smile, and he nodded in response, not trusting himself to speak yet.
“Looks great.” Damon grabbed a sandwich, and they both started eating. Nicholas sat down and grabbed some food as well. He hadn’t eaten earlier because he had been too excited to meet them to go to The Club. He ate in silence, watching them together, wishing he was a part of their strong bond.
After they all ate, Nicholas leaned back in the large chair and relaxed. He tried to get his mind off their conversation, but those horrible words flashed through his mind again. He felt jealous and angry knowing that both Damon and Selene would be together. They would probably live happily ever after, and he would be alone. He had finally found the woman he wanted,
and she didn’t really want him. Did she have any feelings for him? The thoughts wouldn’t be stopped, and as he listened to Damon and Selene talk and laugh, he became more upset.
Nicholas stood up and grabbed Selene, throwing her over his shoulder. He still didn’t trust himself to speak. His heart hammered in his chest. If this is our last time together, if I never get to love her again, I will fuck her until she can’t forget me. I will mark her and make her realize how much she does love me. The words ran through his mind, and he moved to the bed, throwing her down. The towel fell from her body, and he growled. He yanked his clothes off. He had one thing on his mind. He wanted to shove his cock into her.
He felt possessed, and he couldn’t stop himself from crawling onto the bed and shoving his face into her pussy. He tasted her, he ate her, and the scent and taste went right to his head. His cock was hard, demanding him to take her, but he waited, wanting to make sure she was ready. He didn’t want to hurt her.
“Oh god…Nicholas…take me,” her sweet voice begged.
Nicholas grabbed the base of his cock and pointed at her entrance. He tried to tell himself to calm down, but jealousy and anger ate at him and he couldn’t stop himself. He wasn’t gentle at all. He thrust into her hard. He pounded in and out, over and over. Beads of sweat broke out on his forehead, his body shook, but he didn’t stop. He pummeled his cock into her without mercy. She screamed, shrieked, and thrashed around, but her pussy was drenched. He felt her juices dripping down his balls, bathing him with her arousal, and he pumped harder.
“You like this don’t you?” He hissed. He needed her to need him just as much as she needed Damon. “Being fucked.” He didn’t know what had come over him. He was hurt by her earlier words.
She gasped. “Yes.”
“You like it hard, Selene? Like to feel it nice and deep?” He needed to hear her say it, that she needed him, that she loved what he was doing to her. He wasn’t going to be the silent, gentle lover. He wanted it all.
“Oh, God! Yes!” she screamed, trying to move her hips to meet his strokes. He held her arms down and continued to shove his cock into her tight pussy. Her muscles clenched on him, and he knew she was close. He pushed deeper, wanting to hit her G-spot.
“You want me to make that little pussy come? To make it clench around me?” He knew he was being rough with her, but she loved it. She loved being told what to do. She loved the dirty talk, and he found that he needed more.
“Yes,” she agreed. “God, yes, Nick. I’m so close.” She was panting, and he loved looking at her eyes and seeing her pupils dilate, her skin flush.
Nicholas pulled out, and she moaned. “No! Please!” Nicholas laughed and moved down the bed. He flipped her to her hands and knees. He wanted to be inside her deeper than before. He wanted to her know the desperation that he felt, he wanted to pleasure her beyond measure.
Nicholas turned his head and saw Damon standing by the side of the bed. His eyes were knowing, and Nicholas tried to ignore the sadness that threatened to consume him. “Get on the bed and shove your monster cock into her mouth.” He was taking control of this moment. He would have this memory, and he wanted it to last him forever. Damon arched his brow and smirked. He got onto the bed and hit his cock against her face until she opened her mouth. Nicholas heard wet, sucking noises. He watched as long as he could and then guided his cock back into her tight pussy.
He moaned as her wet heat welcomed him back home. He shook his head, anger consuming him once more, and pounded into her. She moaned louder and louder, and Nicholas knew that once again she was on edge, closing in fast on a climax.
He smacked her ass cheek hard, and she shrieked, letting go of Damon’s cock. “Dear God…”
He smacked her ass again. “Don’t stop sucking his cock.” He wanted to have as much control of her as Damon obviously did. He wouldn’t be ignored. He wouldn’t be the sweet, gentle lover. He was showing her exactly what he was.
He could hear her groaning, moaning, and sucking on Damon’s cock rather loudly. He used his right hand, smacking first her right ass cheek then her left. He alternated, back and forth, while listening to the little sounds she made. Smack, suck. Smack, suck. Smack, suck.
When it seemed that she couldn’t take anymore and her internal muscles clamped down on his cock, she shrieked, “I’m gonna come. Oh, God, I’m gonna…” He felt her pussy vibrate, felt it start to shake around him. Beads of sweat coated his skin, and he gritted his teeth. She was so tight, and it only took a couple more strokes before Nicholas was yelling out her name, coming deep inside her pussy.
Selene went limp, falling flat on her stomach. Easing out of her, Nicholas followed her down onto the bed, unable to hold himself up any longer. His breathing was ragged, pants and moans filling the silence. He felt amazing. He had had the best experience of his life with the woman he loved, but instead of feeling complete satisfaction, he felt guilt. He had taken her hard, had pounded into her. He closed his eyes in defeat, trying to catch his breath for a minute.
“Selene.” Nicholas turned. He used a shaky hand to rub her back, hoping that he hadn’t hurt her. She turned her head, and the look on her face caught him off guard. She had a huge smile on her face.
“That was amazing. Holy hell. I don’t think I’ve ever come so hard.” She looked tired, and he moved off the bed, wanting to clean her up before she fell asleep.
“I’ll get a towel. Why don’t you get in bed and cuddle.” Damon’s voice stopped his progress, and he climbed back onto the bed, pulling Selene into his arms.
“Thanks.” He whispered the word and closed his eyes. He was tired, but mostly, he wanted to enjoy this moment with Selene while it lasted. The room went dark, and he felt the bed shift and knew that Damon had joined them. He moved closer to Selene and kissed her gently on the shoulder. He hadn’t even kissed her while they fucked, and he again felt guilty. He didn’t deserve her. He felt insecure and that didn’t sit well with him at all.
He listened until her breathing evened out and her body went lax in his arms before he slipped from the bed. The house was silent, and he moved quietly down the stairs toward the living room. He sat down on the couch and stared out the window, seeing the Vegas lights in the distance. He was so lost in thought that when he felt someone grab his shoulder, he jolted.
“What’s going on?” Damon asked, and Nicholas wanted to confess. He wanted to tell him everything.
“I don’t belong with the two of you.” Saying the words aloud hurt, and he wanted to take it back right away. He wanted to be an equal with the two of them, but he didn’t see that happening, not with the past that they shared.
“Why the sudden change?” Damon asked. “You seemed happy enough at The Club, and then just a few minutes ago you proceeded to fuck the hell out of her.” Damon was pissed, and Nicholas couldn’t blame him.
“The two of you love each other. I don’t think I’ll be able to fit in.” He decided to air out his real fear, that they would probably always love each other and that he would just be a third wheel.
“We do love each other. You knew that. You said you wanted to be a part of that. What the hell happened?” Damon raised his voice, and Nicholas could tell that he was getting upset. He cared more for Selene’s feelings, so Nicholas didn’t raise his voice, he stayed calm.
“I heard your conversation in the shower,” Nicholas whispered. That conversation had hurt him greatly. He had wanted Selene to say that she cared about him, maybe even loved him. He wanted to hear that she was willing to try to make things work between them.
“So, that’s it then.” Damon ground his teeth together, and Nicholas stepped back, not wanting to have the conversation. He was tired, exhausted really, and he needed to step back and breathe.
“I’ll leave the car keys here. I’m going to go to the hotel. Can we talk later? Please.” Nicholas turned and went to the guest room, grabbing a change of clothes. He then went outside to his garage and took one of his favorite cars, leaving the
other car in front just in case Damon needed it. He headed back to the strip, but his mind and heart had been left in his house with Selene. He felt like a coward, but he didn’t think he could face them both yet. He wanted to clear his head, and usually time alone helped him to do that.
When he finally reached the hotel, he parked his car and headed toward his suite. He looked down, not wanting to make eye contact, hoping that people wouldn’t talk to him. Instead of his normal pleasantries, he went to the elevator. When the doors closed, he breathed a sigh of relief. He just wanted to take a shower and get in bed. He didn’t want to think, not yet anyway. He could deal with everything tomorrow.
* * * *
Damon stood in the living room of Nicholas’s lush home, feeling completely confused. What the hell had just happened? Nicholas seemed so happy at The Club, and when he had grabbed Selene and threw her on the bed to ravish her, Nicholas had seemed a little different, more assertive and aggressive, but nothing out of control.
What had he heard when he listened to them in the shower? He obviously didn’t hear the whole conversation. If he had, Nicholas wouldn’t have walked out of the house. He would still be in bed with Selene and sleeping peacefully.
Damon heard a noise and turned around, Selene was standing there rubbing her eyes and yawning. “What’s going on? I woke up all alone.” She sounded tired, and he didn’t want to worry her. He also wouldn’t lie to her either.
“Nicholas went to the hotel.” She gasped, and he went over and grabbed her, pulling her into his body. “He heard us talking in the shower. I’m not sure what he heard, but he seems really upset.”
“He changed his mind? He doesn’t want to be with me anymore?” She pulled back and looked at him, and Damon saw sadness followed quickly by anger rush across her face.