Perfectly Normal

by Jaden Wilkes

  Columbia swelled with pride and slid her lips to the base of Nico’s cock. She had been trained by Dimitri, and still choked on his every once in a while when he was too vigorous. Even then, she was flattered that he wanted her so badly that he had trouble controlling himself once inside her body.

  “Yes,” Nico said, his voice barely above a whisper but thick with lust and pleasure, “like that.” Columbia was dragging her tongue along the shaft as she drew out, hitting the cluster of nerves just under the frenulum. She added pressure there, applying more force with her lips and felt Nico tense. He was getting close to finishing; she wanted to drink his cum, to swallow him as he had swallowed her. She wanted to savour this moment though, not knowing if this would ever happen again. She filed it away in her head, something she could take out later and explore, analyze and decide if she wanted it again.

  For now, she wanted it with a feverish need. She wanted to please Nico and make him love her the way he loved Dimitri. She wanted his acceptance.

  She slowed her pace and could feel Dimitri’s cock hardening again, pressing against her back as he watched the show. “Harder, I want you to choke on it,” he ordered her and took control of her movements. He placed his hands on either side of her head, held her face against Nico and told the other man, “Fuck her face, hard.”

  Nico didn’t pause this time, he didn’t need Columbia’s consent as he already knew he had it and he was too far gone to care either way. He laid his hands on top of Dimitri’s and the two men held her there, letting Nico pound himself down her throat.

  She was completely out of control of the situation and she loved it. She felt Dimitri’s hand move from one side and find her slit, then her clit. He fingered it while she was being face fucked and she immediately hit the edge of orgasm again, ready to explode into her desires the moment Nico came.

  Nico was panting and moaning with each hard thrust. He managed to hit the back of her throat and made her gag with the impact. Dimitri breathed hard in her ear, she knew he loved this; she could feel his excitement. Nico finally paused, tensed one last time and simply exhaled a single word, “Columbia,” as he shot his hot load down the back of her throat. The look on his face, his focused, intense eyes as he stared down at her, the way he said her name…they all added up and pitched Columbia into a frenzy along with Nico.

  “That’s right, my little queen,” Dimitri said in a hoarse voice, his cock pressed hard against her as he said it. He held his finger on her clit with a steady pressure and drew a sharp breath when she shuddered her own orgasm. She swallowed hard and worked Nico as he softened and withdrew. Both men removed their hands and her head was free at last. She felt as though she might fall over, she felt drunk and high and not quite connected back to the planet.

  “Oh,” Columbia said when her mouth was free, “my god that was…crazy.” She giggled, still heady with the lust that was coursing through her veins.

  “You are a very beautiful woman,” Nico said and dropped to his knees in between her legs. “Your man is very lucky, and I thank you for this.” He moved towards her and kissed her mouth, wrapped his tongue around hers, and surely tasted himself on it as she tasted herself on his. Dimitri pulled her back with a low, guttural sound and joined Nico in the kiss. Both men sought her lips and fought for dominance of her tongue. She melted against Dimitri and eventually he won, leaving Nico to stroke her face and whisper in her ear about her eternal beauty. She was surprised by this; his apparent romantic side. She’d never given him much thought, sexually or romantically. She found it touching.

  After a few moments, Nico stood and said, “It has been incredible, but I will leave you two alone now.”

  Columbia broke away from Dimitri and protested, “No, please join us for a swim. Cool off with us.”

  He gave her a small crooked smile and replied, “I think we all know you two would rather be alone. Besides, I have things I must do.” He gave them both a slight bow, turned and left.

  “That’s too bad, I hope he’s ok,” Columbia said, feeling slightly guilty at allowing Dimitri to push Nico out of her mouth. What could he expect though, Dimitri was her one and only.

  “I think he’s more than ok,” Dimitri said and pulled Columbia around to straddle him, face to face. “I think your little machinations lead to one of the best nights of his life,” he continued and nibbled her collarbone. “In fact, I’m sure he’ll be tugging his cock thinking about your hot mouth for months to come.” He kissed her and wrapped his hand in her hair, she undulated her body against his in response to his rising passion. “Years maybe,” he added and laughed against her lips.

  “That wasn’t my intent though, I thought he wanted you, I thought we were going to share you and I’d get to see a little man on man action,” she said and laughed with him, “the best laid plans though, right?”

  “I think you underestimated his interest in you, my beautiful girl,” Dimitri replied, “he’s had his eye on you since you moved in. Or should I say since you crashed back into my life.”

  “Hey,” she said, and pulled back a little, “you’re the one who kidnapped me. I was just living my normal little life trying to work up the courage to kiss another man when you grabbed me, shook me up and put me back together. What would I have ever done without you?”

  “Ah, that stupid, stupid boy you left in Vancouver, I should send him a cheque for being so foolish and sending you my way. As for the rest, you don’t have to think about it,” he said and kissed her neck. She shivered at the sensation it sent shooting through her body. “You have me now and you will never get rid of me…even if you tried. Remember…I-“

  “Own me, I know, I know,” she said and laughed at his slightly pained look of surprise. “I’m just teasing you,” she added and he relaxed, “I love that I’m yours. I feel safe, as though no harm will ever come to me when I’m in your arms.”

  “I pledge on my own life to do everything in my power to protect you, to keep you safe. I couldn’t save you all those years before you met me, but I will save you now,” he said and held her tight. She could feel his heart, strong and fast in his chest. She knew in that moment he was as sincere as any other human could be. As Nico had servitude in his blood, Dimitri had protection in his. He was built for it, designed to fight and provide, and she was his family.

  “I will do the same,” she said, “as silly as that sounds, I will do everything in my power to keep us safe. And I now know that means keeping myself as safe as possible. I will learn to kill, I pledge this to you now, Dimi.”

  “My little warrior,” he said and kissed the top of her head, “shall we forgo the talk of how we will do this killing and go for that swim? I want to clean up so I can attack that cunt of yours before the morning light.”

  She sat up and replied, “Yes, now that is a plan I know will go exactly how I want.” She tried to stand, but Dimitri swept her up in his arms.

  “I said I’d protect you,” he told her, “but I said nothing about not throwing you in the pool.” She giggled and squealed her protest all the way to the pool’s edge. He paused and jumped in, holding her with him. As with everything in their lives, he didn’t send her to take the plunge on her own. He was there with her, holding her as they did it together.

  Chapter Five

  “Hold still,” Nico told her as he showed her again the place to strike in order to disable an opponent. He was demonstrating on her though, and Columbia did have a terrible ticklish spot. “You are doing very well and hitting the target nine times out of ten, but it occurred to me that you might figure it out if I show you on yourself.”

  “It tickles,” she said and wiggled again. They were in the gym, the heavy rain kept them off the rooftop deck. It had been a few days since the threesome and things seemed back to normal. She was almost disturbed at how normal, Nico hadn’t mentioned it since and had gone back to behaving like she was genderless and sexless. Dimitri hadn’t made a mention of it and didn’t seem to mind her spending time alone wi
th Nico. She had assumed he’d be a little more possessive of her and had almost hoped to see that side of him again.

  “It isn’t supposed to make you laugh, it’s supposed to terrify you,” Nico said in a stern voice, but Columbia caught the ghost of a smile cross his lips.

  “Where’s my bodyguard? Maybe he can show me?” she asked, dodging the subject. She knew Dimitri was deep in the middle of a consultation over some part of his business empire. He wanted to start teaching her the ins and outs of what he controlled, but she wasn’t there yet. She barely passed her Math finals, she didn’t think she would know how to manage billions of dollars, several multi-national corporations and who knew what else he was up to.

  “Your bodyguard is not here,” Nico said. “I am here and I am showing you how to kill a man.”

  “I already know how,” she said tersely, “I’ve shown you a hundred different ways to do it.”

  “Yes, and you managed to get it right ninety of those hundred, but those ten times you failed are going to be the ten times you die.”

  “I can’t die ten times,” she replied and rolled her eyes. She really was starting to feel like a rebellious child around him. She didn’t know if she liked it, she wished he would lighten up, especially now that they were friends.

  Nico sighed. He pursed his lips and looked like he was going to give up on her. She didn’t want him to give up on her just yet. She needed to get this, to understand it and make Nico and Dimi proud of her. “Perhaps we need a break,” he said and edged towards the door.

  “No,” she exclaimed and stopped him in his tracks, “I’ll get this. Let’s try again.”

  She forced herself through the motions, striking him where she was supposed to, but both of them knew her heart wasn’t entirely in it. She didn’t have a hard time shaking the threesome, but she was having a hard time with the prospect of moving. Dimitri had been talking about it since the incident in McDonalds, and they hadn’t left the apartment since. It made for maddening repetition interspersed with little pockets of sex and loving her Dimi.

  “Better, much better,” Nico said as she made a killing blow to his neck. She suspected he’d allowed her to make contact, but felt pleased with her progress nonetheless. Before she met Dimitri, she would have dropped to the ground in a ball if she’d been attacked in the street. Now she felt she would stand a chance.

  “Thank you,” she exhaled, breathless from the exertion. “I do believe I’ve been improving.” She wasn’t as fit as Nico or Dimitri yet, but was definitely increasing her skill dramatically. Her body was leaner than before, but muscle replaced fat so she was hard and strong where she was once soft and weak. She still hated the way any physical activity made her scars stand out, angry and red on her skin, but Nico didn’t seem to notice and Dimitri professed to love them.

  “Yes, but you’re still not good enough to get cocky,” he said and swept her leg out from under her in one swift movement. She grunted as she fell, but he caught her on the way down, setting her on the floor with a gentle movement. He sat, straddled her and held her arms above her head. “See? You’re dead again,” he said with a smile playing on the corners of his mouth.

  She groaned and replied, “Fine, I’m dead again,” while she wiggled underneath him. She saw a brief spark in his eyes and instantly realized she could use it to her advantage this time. She purposely lifted her hips under him and made contact with his cock. She felt it, and was sure that her maneuvering excited him. With a quick shove, she pushed up and managed to unseat him. She pushed harder, rolled away and leapt up in triumph. “Ha!” she said, “Bang, you’re dead,” and pantomimed a gun at him.

  He stood up, brushed himself off and self-consciously tugged at the front of his pants. “Ok, now you know my weakness,” he admitted, “and I’m dead. You caught me off guard and took advantage of me.”

  He looked so distraught that she reached out to comfort him. “I’m sorry,” she said and rubbed his arm, “it was stupid of me.”

  He swept her leg out from underneath her again with a swift roundhouse move. He had her back on the floor in an instant. This time he stood above her and leaned down a few inches from her face. He grinned and said, “Never be sorry for winning, and use any means possible, anything to your advantage, even if it is your body.”

  It was time for her to be unsettled and she stammered a reply that came out incoherently. He stood up, gave her his hand and helped her to her feet. “I guess I deserved that,” she said at last and had to laugh, “I let my ego get in the way.”

  “Exactly,” Dimitri said from the doorway with a deep laugh. He crossed the room and reached them in a few long strides. He hooked his finger under her chin and tilted her face up to look at him. She hated feeling like she’d been caught doing something wrong; she knew she wasn’t doing anything wrong. “I saw you get caught off guard because you were gloating, little dove. This isn’t a movie; there is no time for a victory speech at the end of your fight. You should always be prepared to look for the next opponent.”

  “I wasn’t really gloating, was I?” she said and glanced at Nico.

  He shrugged and smiled, “You actually were,” he said and looked at Dimitri out of the corner of his eye, ”but it was all just part of our training, nothing out of the ordinary.”

  “I know that,” Dimitri replied congenially, “or else I’d have you torn apart on the floor by now. Now please excuse us.”

  Nico gave a slight bow and exited the gym.

  “It really was nothing,” Columbia reiterated, “I was trying to use what I’ve got to my advantage.”

  “You know it drives me mad to see you using your body to get what you want,” he said and took her hand.

  “It meant nothing, I’ve told you before I’ll do whatever it takes to survive,” she replied. Her heart skipped a beat though, she settled in, hoping to get a rise out of him. She loved his angry fucking, so much energy and excitement.

  “I know that,” he told her, “I am simply reminding you. Besides, I have something to tell you.”

  She hid her disappointment and wondered why he wasn’t jealous of her move with Nico…or why he didn’t seem bothered by the other night. “What is it?”

  “I have found our next destination,” he told her, “we will move in a couple of months, once the place is ready for us to move into.”

  “Where is it?” she asked.

  “That’s the best part,” he replied and looked extremely pleased with himself. “We’re moving to Malta. A house this time…on a private ten-acre estate next to the ocean. We have our own beach and land to explore. I know you are growing tired of being confined here.”

  She wasn’t as excited as he thought she would be, but she didn’t want to see him unhappy. She didn’t think moving to Malta would change anything. Nothing would be different unless they stopped hiding, and the only thing that would allow that would be Sergei’s death. She felt her throat tighten and breath come shallow at the thought of a lifetime of hiding and running. Instead of telling him this, she simply said, “That’s amazing, I can’t believe it though.”

  “Why not? I do everything I can to make you happy,” he said.

  “Sometimes I feel like this is a fairy tale,” she replied, “I wonder when I’m going to wake up or find out that things aren’t what they seem.” She didn’t let on that she was thinking of the type of fairy tale that leads to something terrible. She should remember that not everything in a story leads to a happy ending, and she didn’t know how theirs would end.

  “This is no fairy tale,” he said and took her hand, “this is just our simple reality, and the reality is that your happiness brings me great contentment.”

  “I’ve never had anyone look out for me before,” she admitted, “it feels foreign to me. It’s been a lot to process.”

  “I suggest you begin to get used to it,” he said and led her out of the gym towards the dining room, “because nothing is going to change. I will continue to care for you and I will co
ntinue to provide for you…and fight for you if need be.”

  She followed him to dinner with one thought on her mind, the source of her current conflict…if he was so protective, why had he allowed Nico access to her body? She loved that it had happened, but both men being so aloof about the situation puzzled her. It annoyed her if she was ready to be honest with herself. There had been some small part of her hoping for a more dramatic aftermath, but so far she had not gotten what she had hoped for. She didn’t know what this meant, but she believed she would have to approach it at some point.

  *****

  Three days passed and Columbia’s unease grew to almost unbearable heights. She was nervous about moving, but Dimitri hadn’t mentioned it so she could pretend it wasn’t going to happen. She was still nervous about the encounter in McDonalds and whether people were down on the street looking for her right now. At the moment though, her biggest obsession was how easily Dimi and Nico had slipped back into normalcy after the wild night they shared together. She and Dimitri still fucked every chance they got, but both men acted completely nonchalant around her and it was kinda driving her crazy.

  She didn’t know how she’d ended up in the bathroom, but she was there. It was as though her anxiety was expressing itself in a fugue state, like conscious sleepwalking. She found herself staring at her razor blade, a beautiful platinum and diamond device with a straight razor. Dimitri had gotten her this beautiful item because she could never get used to waxing. She preferred to shave her legs in the bath.

  Lately the razor fascinated her. Probably more than normal. Definitely more than normal given her history for self harm.

  Did he not care about Nico fucking her mouth because he was going to make her leave? Did he share her because she was nothing more than a plaything to trifle with and discard when he was bored?

  She knew these thoughts were unfounded and ridiculous, but she couldn’t keep them from creeping through her brain at the worst times. Right now for example, why would she think these things as she was standing in front of the blade?