Curing Doctor Vincent (The Good Doctor Trilogy Book 1)

by Mason, Renea

  “None taken. I’m perfectly happy being your fuck toy.” Marco laughed.

  Sebastian added, “I don’t think you understand just how lucky you are, X. Most men have to beg for what she’s offering you.”

  “So, what’s it going to be?” I stroked him, sliding the pre-cum down his length. “Are you going to fuck me or not?”

  “X, she is just what you needed. Listen to her,” Marco chimed in from behind.

  I grabbed his face and stared into his eyes. “This is about us. About me giving myself to you. Are you going to reject me?”

  He didn’t say anything, but reached for his belt. His fingers clasped the buckle and undid the clasp.

  His glassy, dark gaze held me. “Marco, lay down on the floor.” He scooted to the edge of the table. “You… Take Sebastian’s cock into your mouth. If your mouth is full you can’t make any more demands.”

  He was always a slave to everyone else’s passion. I’d pushed him, now it was time to give him control.

  “Yes, my king.”

  He reached up and grabbed my head, winding his fist in my hair, and crushed his mouth against mine. Hot. Brutal.

  He pulled back. Placed a soft kiss on my lips. “Get.” Another one. “To it.” He released my hair and pushed me toward Sebastian, who was already stroking himself from base to tip. His erection stood tall and thick.

  I swallowed the head and slowly licked the underside of his cock with the tip of my tongue. He still wore his tux; I grabbed his cock in one hand, so I’d have better control when he came. He closed his eyes and moaned. I slid my mouth further down his length, inch by inch, savoring the feel of his smooth shaft. He was a large man and with each stroke of my mouth my jaw ached a little more. Marco’s cock greeted me and I let go of Sebastian’s with a pop and opened my mouth and engulfed his head, stroking up and down before alternating between the two men. Every time I engulfed one of them their chest rumbled.

  Marco placed his hands on my head, urging a faster pace, “Oh, damn…so good.”

  Xavier moved closer. “Elaine, you are so fucking beautiful.” He walked around us, taking in my performance from three hundred and sixty degrees. He was a predator. He was the alpha, a position denied to him by circumstance and compassion. But I would ensure the king claimed his throne.

  He stopped. “Marco, get undressed.”

  Marco withdrew from my mouth and I turned my focus to Sebastian. Out of the corner of my eye, I watched as the doctor and Marco undressed. It wasn’t time to declare victory but…

  Sebastian rocked his hips and I held still and allowed him to set the pace as he fucked my mouth. There was power in the act. Trust and control.

  Marco and Xavier stood naked. Both hard. Both gorgeous.

  I sucked harder, urging Sebastian as he pounded into my mouth.

  The doctor pushed back on my shoulder and caused Sebastian to fall free.

  “Marco, on your back.”

  He complied and laid his back on the tile floor.

  “Elaine…” The doctor turned me toward him and kissed me. His naked cock touched my belly. “Take that beautiful pussy over there and fuck him.” He kissed me again. “Finish off Sebastian, but don’t swallow.”

  “Yes, my king.” He assaulted my mouth with his. After several moments he released me.

  I straddled Marco. “You are gorgeous, Marco,” I said as I grasped his cock and placed him at my entrance.

  “I know. You think you’ve seen perfection when you see my face, until you see my cock…” He lifted his hips, slipping the head inside me.

  “And so modest.”

  “I just call them like I see them.” He smiled. “I mean, after all, I’d have to be pretty damn hot to have a beauty like you riding me.” He leaned up and kissed me. “X, you are one lucky bastard. If you two get married, I better be invited to the wedding night, and I’ll live up to my title of best man.”

  Sebastian nudged my lips with his cock and I sucked him in. “Fuck you, Marco, I’ve known him longer. If anyone’s getting an invite it’s me.” He threw his back and set a frenzied pace. “God…Elaine… This feels so good.”

  “Guys, if Elaine ever agrees to be my bride, she’ll get to call the shots, not the two of you.”

  Weddings? Brides? What the fuck?

  Marco derailed my train of thought as he thrust into me hard, causing me to fall forward, releasing Sebastian. I caught myself with my palms before I crushed him.

  Marco wrapped his arms around me. Holding me to him. He pulled out and said, “X, she’s so fucking wet. But you might want to grab my jacket and check the pocket, I’ve been thinking all day about Elaine’s little virgin ass and figured I’d better be prepared.”

  The doctor leaned over, grabbed Marco’s jacket and wrestled a bottle of lube from the pocket.

  Looking forward, I saw Xavier’s reflection in the glass; his hand reached between my legs and they nearly gave out. Something touched me. He paused for a moment, and then slid his fingers back and forth between my folds. Marco withdrew and put his arms around me, urging me to lay on his chest and expose myself to the doctor.

  Xavier dipped a finger into me and I almost came. He ran his fingers over my sticky, wet sex. He took the mixture and covered me, lubricating my rear entrance in my own wetness and then dripped a cool liquid in the place I most needed it. He placed the bottle back onto the table.

  “X, make sure you fuck her pussy first, it will make it easier on her.” Sebastian moved forward and placed his cock at my lips again. “I want to be in your mouth while I watch Xavier fuck your ass.”

  The doctor paused. “Are you sure you want this, Elaine?”

  “Yes, my king.”

  “We can’t go back.” His fingers traced back and forth between my two openings.

  “I know.”

  With a sweep of his hand he gathered more of my moisture and coated me in it. A moment later his cockhead teased my entrance.

  He reached and threaded his fist in my hair. “I want to hear you say it. Tell me you want me to fuck you.”

  “Fuck me, Xavier. Do it.” He slid into my pussy and stopped.

  “Fuck…you feel good.” The doctor pulled out and thrust back in. “You’re so wet.”

  Sebastian stroked his cock and nudged my lips with the head. “Wait until you’re in her ass, X. Even hotter, tighter.”

  A few more strokes and he withdrew. He pressed on my hips, urging me onto Marco’s cock. Marco gasped.

  The doctor’s hands grasped my cheeks, helping to slide me up and down Marco. He placed a hand on my back pushing my chest against Marco to expose more of my ass.

  When the head of his cock touched my rear entrance I nearly came undone. I never imagined he’d give in. I never imagined I’d be excited for sex like this.

  He gripped my hips. Sliding up and down Marco’s cock, I set a rhythm, while engulfing Sebastian with my mouth. In the reflection, the doctor stroked himself with one hand and kept the other one firm on my hip.

  The thought of having him taking me that way sent me over the edge. I forced my clenching muscles down over Marco’s length and released Sebastian’s cock with a pop. I cried out, biting my lip as I rode Marco hard. Trying to get him as deep as possible, while grinding my clit against his pelvis.

  Marco yelled, “Son of a bitch. So hot.”

  I threw my head back, gasping for air as my thoughts resurfaced.

  Marco ran his thumb across my sensitive breast.

  I shivered.

  “Oh, X, you are in for such a treat. She’s really tight after she comes. God…” He groaned. “She feels so fucking good.” He continued to thrust up into me. “Lean forward. Let him take your ass.”

  Marco was still hard and buried deep inside me. I leaned down, resting on his chest. He rubbed my back. “Relax. When he enters you, breathe out. It will only hurt for a moment. And then you’ll be amazed.”

  In the glass, Xavier placed his cock between my cheeks. “Tell me who you belong to, m
y queen.”

  “My king, I am yours.” I held my breath heeding Marco’s advice.

  “Prepare to be mine.”

  “Elaine…” There was pressure as he pushed past the ring. He was a large man, so he took it slow. He stilled my hips. I took a deep breath. More pressure. A slight sting. A pop. With just the head in, he paused. “Oh God… Elaine. You are so hot, so fucking tight. Are you OK?”

  “More than OK,” I panted.

  He pushed inch by inch until he was buried to the hilt. “Fuck.”

  Full, so full. The feel of both men inside made me dizzy.

  Marco kissed me softly on the lips and then said, “X, you’re in the driver’s seat.”

  Sebastian commanded, “Love, open your mouth and let me back in.” He kneeled beside me and slid his cock between my lips.

  “I’ve gotta move.” Xavier pulled almost out and then thrust back in, forcing Marco to slide back and forth inside me at the same time.

  The doctor grabbed my hips for leverage as he moved with quick thrusts within me.

  Marco bit his lip. “Hell, X, I can feel your cock.”

  In and out.

  Hard.

  Fast.

  Sebastian grasped my head and sped up to a frenzied pace. “That is so fucking hot. Every hole filled. I can’t… Fuck.” He pulled out of my mouth and shot cum all over my back. The warm wet pools slid to the floor while the other men’s assault continued.

  Xavier and Marco both were spurred by the act. I watched the doctor grimace and gasp in the reflection every time he buried himself in me.

  Sebastian pumped his cock, dripping the last drop of seed onto the tile floor.

  Marco yelled, “Play with her nipples, Sebastian. I have to feel her come with us both inside her. Have to. Come for us, Elaine.”

  Sebastian leaned down and rolled my nipple between his finger and thumb.

  Marco thrust into me, determination lacing his features.

  The doctor cried out, “Elaine. You’re so tight. So hot. I’m inside you.” He stilled. “Fuck, Marco.”

  I was so full. It was unlike anything I had ever felt.

  I rocked back against the doctor. He set the pace as he slid in and out of my ass. Faster and faster. Sebastian sucked a nipple into his mouth.

  It was my turn to scream, “Xavier!”

  Faster.

  Harder.

  Xavier held my hips like a vice and pounded into me.

  Marco grimaced. “X, you’re killing me. I’m going to come soon.”

  Quick hard thrusts.

  He leaned over me wrapping his fist in my hair pulling back my head.

  “Elaine, you are mine. No one else unless I say. Do you hear me? Once I claim you, you are mine. Say it.”

  “Yes.”

  He tugged harder on my hair. “Yes, what?”

  “Yes, my king.”

  “Yes. Perfect.” He thrust hard and deep.

  “I’m going to come inside you, but first…” The doctor met my gaze in the mirrored glass. “Come for me, my queen. Give me all of you.”

  His words set me on fire. My body clamped down on both of them and they both cried out, “Fuck.”

  My release flowed over Marco’s thighs and the doctor bellowed, “I’m coming, Elaine. I’m coming inside you.”

  Marco groaned. They both grunted and glided in and out in sharp, syncopated thrusts. They thrust hard, burying themselves as far as they could possibly go, and held there, the men pulsing deep inside and filling me with their last drops of release.

  I stilled as they did and savored the fullness and the feel of both men. Xavier was right. There was nothing like it, but he was the secret ingredient. It wouldn’t have been the same had it been Sebastian and Marco. It was his surrender that made the evening all that more delicious.

  Marco was the first to speak. “That…that… Holy fuck!” He placed his hands over his eyes and let out a deep breath.

  The doctor caressed my hip. “No words.”

  Sebastian tucked himself back into his pants and zipped.

  I could barely think straight. It was, without compare, the best sex of my life. But beyond that was the satisfaction that the doctor hadn’t blacked out, tried to kill me, or failed to perform. It all added to my suspicions. If any experience would have caused him to succumb to his amnesia it was that one.

  Xavier withdrew, but his hands never left my body.

  I rolled off of Marco and squealed as my back hit the cold floor. I sat up and Xavier wrapped his arms around me, holding me to him.

  Marco stood and yawned. “Damn, woman. You wore me out.”

  I laughed. “I wasn’t the one calling the shots.”

  The doctor kissed my forehead.

  Sebastian walked over to me and bent to place a soft kiss on my cheek. “Thank you. I don’t know that I can ever repay you.”

  “I would say the pleasure was all mine but…”

  Xavier’s arms were warm and he stroked my hair while he held me.

  Marco picked up his pants and stepped into them. He threw his shirt over his shoulder and stuffed his tie into his pants pocket. “Come on, Sebastian, I’m heading to the kitchen. All this sex makes me hungry.” They walked to the door. “We’ll meet you two downstairs.”

  The doctor warned, “Marco, don’t eat all my bacon.”

  He laughed. “Don’t worry, I’ll give some to Sebastian.” With that he disappeared.

  The doctor grumbled.

  The moment of truth.

  “So…”

  He cut me off with a kiss and adjusted me so that I sat in his lap, legs straddling him. “Elaine, I…”

  “Shhhh…there’s nothing to say.” I placed a soft peck on his lips.

  “But there is. I feel so much. So much uncertainty, so much hope, so much love.”

  I looked away from him. It was too late for me. I loved him and I knew that if I found myself on a plane when this was all over, it would crush me. I couldn’t listen to him speak of love.

  “Why don’t we get dressed?”

  “Elaine?” With a finger on my chin he guided me back to meet his gaze. “What’s wrong?”

  “Nothing’s wrong. In fact, there’s quite a bit right.”

  “Then why are you in a hurry to leave me?”

  I placed my palm on his cheek. “I don’t want to leave you.” Never was there a truer statement. But it was hard to breathe. “I just think that you should consider celebrating your success.”

  “What makes you think I’m not right now? I have the most beautiful woman in my arms, one I just made love to. The ultimate prize for my success.”

  I smiled and tried to hide the pain. “We should go get cleaned up. It’s getting late. Didn’t you say that you have to spend the morning at the office tomorrow?”

  “Yes.”

  I leaned forward and placed another soft, lingering kiss on his lips. “Then let’s get you dressed. And we want to be well rested for our last day together, right?”

  The silence that hung in the air spoke volumes. He released me, but didn’t dispute the timeline. My heart hurt that much more. I unwound myself from him and gathered my clothes. He did the same.

  Pulling on his pants, he paused. “Elaine?”

  “Yes.” I pulled my hair loose from the back of my dress and turned my back to him.

  “I can’t stop thinking about what you said at the theater. About loving me. I can’t think about anything else.”

  I couldn’t look at him. Hell, I couldn’t breathe. I took a deep breath.

  “Well, then it’s a good thing that I’m leaving soon. I wouldn’t want to be known as the woman who ruined the great Xavier Vincent’s plans.”

  “You already have.”

  “I would say I’m sorry, but I’m not.” I backed up so he could zip my dress.

  His finger blazed a trail up my spine and he placed a kiss on the back of my neck that made me shiver. I let go of my hair and turned.

  “That’s what I l
ove most about you. Your honesty. How you risked everything for the truth.” His lips captured mine, and our mouths danced.

  I buttoned his shirt—one by one—savoring the feel of the light dusting of hair that cushioned his undershirt. Our lips parted with reluctance. “I think we end up valuing what we went the longest without. I spent my whole life in the dark. Never knowing that as my father chewed his prime rib, he was plotting the dismemberment of a stranger. When I’m weak I sometimes wish that he had never been caught. I know that makes me a terrible person.”

  He backed away a step and tucked in his shirt, then grabbed his jacket and tie and wrapped his arms around me. “No, it doesn’t make you a terrible person. It makes you a grieving person. You’re grieving for the life you knew. Trust me; grief can make you feel terrible things. But have no doubt, in those defining moments, someone of your character will always choose the noble, yet more troublesome path.” He squeezed a little tighter. “Come on. I think there is champagne downstairs. We could both use a nightcap.” He took my hand in his. It felt so normal. So real.

  He was bound to destroy me.

  Chapter 11

  Secret

  The morning light was a rude awakening. Not only was I tired and deliciously sore from the night before, but I woke in the guest bed. After the second glass of champagne I’d rested my head against Xavier’s shoulder and that was the last thing I remembered. But I had hoped with the strides he’d made that I’d at least end up in his bed.

  After the revelations and the previous evening’s events, I had to find out what Miriam had gifted me. Why had she been so edgy? I retrieved the small purse I’d used the night before and pulled out the envelope. I tucked my finger in the seam and tore an opening. Inside was a paper, the size of a business card with what appeared to be an address, and a key.

  I got ready in record time and after noticing that Xavier’s coat was missing from its usual spot near the front entrance, I figured it was safe to leave. But I had no idea how to summon the driver. I opened the front door and stared directly into his chest.

  “Oh, I’m sorry,” escaped on a gasp. Not that it mattered, he couldn’t speak English.

  He smiled.

  I reached into my pocket to retrieve the envelope and handed him the card with the address. “Can you take me here?” I pointed to the card with 125 Toret, Paris written on the front.