Once A Cheater

by Storm, Zee Shine

  He bent forward and started eating me out so ferociously, it caught me unawares. I bucked against his mouth and moaned. A second later, I felt his finger probing my ass and spreading the lube in and around where his dick was about to enter.

  "You need to relax," he told me firmly as he looked up at me.

  "I'm aware, just do your part."

  His hard, warm body slid up mine and he kissed me sensuously while pinching my nipples. "Turn on your side," he whispered into my mouth.

  I did as he settled behind me and continued to kiss me while kneading my breasts with one hand. His other hand worked on my asshole as he lubed it up more.

  "Play with your pussy for me," he said into my ear and I almost combusted. The heat. His overwhelming maleness. It was just too much.

  I slid my hand down to my clit and rubbed, feeling his teeth nipping my shoulder blades and the back of my neck. I buried my other hand in his hair and let out a very hungry, very feminine growl.

  Jasper laughed again. "Can you tell that I have two fingers completely inside you right now?" he asked me.

  I could. It was quite a full feeling.

  "I'm getting really wet," I told him. Jasper hummed and kissed me again, another finger of his sliding inside. I moaned at the feeling. "Jasper...fuck..."

  "Hold on a second." He moved to go look for something underneath the pillows and then I felt him settle behind me. "Fuck yourself with this." He handed me my vibrator and I licked my lips, feeling a little hesitant. It was only recently that I had started experimenting with self-pleasure because I’d never felt the need to do so with Armaan.

  "Do it, Jasmine. You're going to want it more," he murmured, taking one of my nipples in his mouth and sucking on it.

  His stubble grated against my soft skin, his dick jabbing at my backside and I turned on the vibrator without a second thought and began to do as he had instructed.

  "Good girl," Jasper told me, sucking on my other breast before shifting me again to finger my asshole and lube it up more.

  While I pleasured myself with the vibrator, Jasper alternated between kissing my mouth and sucking on my nipples.

  "You ready for me?" he asked after a minute. "I'm going to fuck your ass now."

  "Do it," I told him as I increased the speed on the vibrator. "I want it."

  Jasper lifted my leg a little and positioned himself properly, his cock nudging at my lubed up and stretched asshole now.

  "Please," I said. The word I never liked to use with a man. Especially during sex. But Jasper Wells drew it out of me in that moment.

  I felt him then. Sliding in slowly, carefully. I was so turned on, so fucking out of my mind with lust, I would have let him do anything to me. He groaned softly at the same time as I let out a long, low moan at his penetration. I felt so full, both my holes filled up with hardness and I had never been so horny in my entire life.

  "How are we doing?" he asked in a strained voice and licked my neck.

  "Just shut up and fuck me. God," I growled at him and held the vibrator with one hand while digging my nails into his bulging biceps.

  He started to go harder then. Just a little bit. He had gotten me ready so nicely that I felt no discomfort at all. Only pleasure. And the need to just explode from all that stimulation.

  "Fuck, yes," I said as he thrusted. "Yes." Another long, slow thrust. "Yes!"

  "Ssshh. You'll wake up the entire hotel," he muttered.

  "I need to come. Please. Oh, God."

  He grunted as fucked me faster. And faster. His hand went to grasp mine where I held the vibrator and he began to push that in me too.

  "Have you ever wondered what it would be like having two men at the same time?" Jasper asked me roughly and that was the end of me.

  A climax unlike any other I had ever had ripped through my body and I cried out in abandonment, strung tight against him as I squirted cum.

  "I'm going to cum now," Jasper bit out, suckling on my earlobe.

  "Be my guest," I gasped and felt him explode a second later, hissing through his teeth at the pleasure.

  But I didn't focus on that at all. I just closed my eyes tight and kept cumming because it seemed like a dam had burst down there or something. That's how good it felt. Mind-blowing had a new definition for me now. I didn't even care that I was scratching him with my nails or that he was biting my neck as he drained himself as well, both of us panting and shuddering.

  At last, after what seemed like ages, I slumped into the soft mattress, gasping for breath, trying to come back down to earth. Jasper rolled away from me, lying on his back and wiping the sheen of sweat from his face. I blinked a few times because even my vision had gone blurry.

  "Skye is a very, very lucky woman," I finally said into the silence.

  His hand came up to pinch my hip. "Next time maybe we can arrange someone else to take care of matters in front," he replied, surprisingly not offended by my reference to his girlfriend.

  I turned and smiled at him. "You mean like Cole?" I asked and waggled my eyebrows.

  He shot me a cold look.

  Hmm. Interesting. He got more upset if I teased him about Cole than he did if I did the same thing regarding Skye. I knew he loved them both so that made little sense to me.

  "Maybe Armaan could join us. I don't mind if you don't. Although he probably won't be pleased to know the competition's this good," he drawled and ducked when I moved to strangle him.

  ****

  Chapter Fourteen

  Skye

  Pregnancy sucked. I hated almost every minute of it. At just six months along, I was already so heavy and encumbered due to my increasing weight and my belly.

  Too soon. This is too soon, the voice in my head kept repeating. It didn't matter that the child growing inside me also belonged to one of the men I deeply loved. It was still weird.

  Two fathers?

  This relationship was still new to me in a way. And now bringing a kid in it...it was daunting to say the least.

  Jasper kept insisting it didn't matter who the father was but what if it did? What if, despite all the love we shared, it wouldn't be enough to keep this family together?

  Cole had slowly warmed up to the idea over the past months and had been very supportive. It was Jasper who worried me. He was...so distant.

  We both sensed it, Cole and I, but we never brought it up. We figured it was just work pressure and refused to dwell on any other, deeper reasons because we had more immediate problems to worry about. Financial problems.

  Jasper's medical bills from last year had been outstanding and Cole had been taking care of it until Jasper could get back on his feet. Literally.

  Also, I wasn't taking on that many assignments due to all the travelling I had to do which, frankly, exhausted me. Cole had a stellar job but the hotel was almost done and soon, he would wrap up this project and have to look for another one. It wouldn't be so hard considering he was gaining a lot of credibility now thanks to the latest project and all the publicity it had gotten.

  However, our family was growing and I couldn't help but feel like a burden. Yes. I knew that was crazy, they both adored me but why did I always have this constant ache in my heart whenever Jasper set foot outside of the country? Especially when it was to go to London. I tried to banish those thoughts from my head. He was earning a living, trying to make ends meet for himself and for us. Instead of doubting him and entertaining negative thoughts, I should be supporting him and show more understanding. Cole did.

  Cole was patient and didn't get angry if Jasper was too busy and couldn't give us a call. He worked hard, too and took care of me. Those two clicked in every way. They had had years together after all to figure out what worked. And if Cole was the insecure one in their partnership, Jasper pretty much knew how to handle him.

  I was the extra. The intruder. Oh no. Depressive thoughts again. I thought this was supposed to happen after a woman had given birth.

  Cole came home that evening with bags of shopping da
ngling from his fingers and his phone stuck to his ear. I cheered up immediately. He nudged the door close with his foot, dumped the bags on the floor to type something on his phone and then presented me with a beautiful smile on that green-eyed, dark-haired handsome face that had never looked at me with anything less than adoration.

  Slowly, I maneuvered my body off the couch and went to help him with the bags.

  "He isn't answering his phone again," Cole mumbled before giving me a kiss on the cheek and then picking up half of the bags again which we carried over to the kitchen counter. "Wait, did he call you today?" my boyfriend asked me as an afterthought and I sighed, shaking my head.

  "He's probably busy," I offered, lowering my gaze and trying not to let the doubts creep in. "Wrapping things up maybe."

  Placing his phone on the counter, Cole braced his hands on the edge and rolled his neck to release some of the tension. "How was your day?" he asked me quietly.

  I wanted to tell him it sucked. That I wished I was not pregnant. That I felt heavy and useless. But I only smiled and said, "Fine. What about you?"

  "Busy," he answered and then gestured to the bags. "He said he was taking the last flight out of London today and I just wanted to make sure because I thought we could celebrate together."

  My brow puckered in confusion. "Celebrate what?"

  "His birthday." Cole grinned at me, so boyish and happy.

  "Oh. I had no idea-"

  "Yeah, I'm sorry, I forgot to tell you. Technically, it's tomorrow but tomorrow night, I have a meeting with the bosses so I thought we'd do something tonight instead. Like stay up late and stuff." He paused and looked at my belly as though he had forgotten there was a baby in there. "Okay, maybe not so late if you want to rest-"

  "I'm pregnant, not sick, Cole," I said irritably. "I can still party with you guys and be fun."

  He gave me a concerned look. "I didn't mean it like that."

  Blowing out a breath, I started looking through the bags, not wanting to get into the whole pregnancy conversation. "What can I do?"

  Cole removed his jacket and began rolling up his sleeves. "Let me just get the cake from the car and refrigerate it. Then we'll do it together."

  He was almost at the door when I called out to him. "Baby, I could've helped, you know. With the shopping. When did you do all this?"

  Cole glanced at me over his shoulder and shrugged. "During my lunch break. I didn't mind. He'd do the same for me."

  I looked at the door for some time after he had left and ignored that voice in my head again which told me I was useless. What was wrong with me?

  ****

  Cole

  Exhaustion seeped into my very pores as I reclined on the couch that night, unable to even dredge up the energy to go and take a fucking shower. It was nine p.m. Still no word from Jasper. Skye and I had sort of transformed the living room into something representing a Batcave in honour of his favourite superhero, Batman.

  And no, it wasn't ridiculous just because he was a grown man. Jasper Wells was fiercely devoted to the Batman fandom and we didn't treat it as a joke here in this house. To each their own. So tonight, we had opted for semi-dark surroundings, black balloons and curtains, dummy bats hanging from the ceiling and his cake was decorated to fit the theme as well. Not to mention the movie marathon we had lined up for the night.

  I had done most of the work even though Skye kept getting mad at me and insisting that she was perfectly capable of helping me out. When I hadn't listened to her, she'd dumped the remaining stuff on the floor and stalked off towards the bathroom. I almost dozed off on the couch but then Skye came back into the living room and started to put all the discarded items in a bag to clean up.

  "You look beautiful," I told her sleepily as she examined a dummy bat, which we hadn't hung up, with interest.

  She gave me a look as if to say, 'seriously'? I smiled at her a little. She was wearing a short, red dress with frills and a deep cleavage with her hair down.

  "Jasper's going to walk in here and start debating whether he should have the cake first or you."

  Skye blushed at my words but kept on with her task.

  "I'd ravish you myself but I can't move a single muscle at the moment. Not even to save my life," I murmured, watching her with hooded eyes. "But boy if I could..."

  A corner of her mouth started to lift at my persistent flirting. I started to add something more but then the door opened and he walked in.

  A lot of things happened to me when Jasper Wells finally deigned to show up. I forgot about my exhaustion for one thing. A warm, light sensation spread all throughout my body and my heartbeats slightly increased in speed. My brain became fully alert and then, when he spoke and his rough voice filled up the room, my dick stirred a little in my pants in response.

  Jesus. Christ. This man.

  I watched, kind of mesmerized, as he expressed his surprise and delight upon seeing the decorations and then he was giving Skye a hug that almost swallowed her up.

  He pulled back to gaze deep into her eyes and asked, "How's my baby doing?"

  Skye smiled adoringly while looking up at Jasper. "I'm okay," she told him sweetly.

  "I didn't mean you," Jasper drawled and knelt down to caress her belly before placing a kiss on it. Skye gasped a little and I sniggered at his remark. She threw me a sharp look which sobered me up real quick.

  Jasper got to his feet again and grinned at the murderous look on her face. "I'm kidding," he told her.

  "Asshole," she said, giving him a slap on the arm. "How are you? I haven't spoken to you in two days."

  He sighed and came over to me. "Long story, babe," he replied quietly as he studied me with a slight frown on his forehead. "You're not even going to bother getting up?"

  "I can't," I told him in a pained voice, slightly exaggerating.

  He smirked at me. "Thought Skye's the pregnant one here," he teased, his scent drifting to my nose and making me feel so much better than I did a while ago.

  "I hate you both," Skye said loudly from behind him and Jasper and I grinned at each other.

  Then he bent down and gave me a long, hard kiss, making me realise once again why he was my favourite guy in the whole world.

  ****

  Chapter Fifteen

  Skye

  I was going to puke. It was the middle of the night and I wanted to hurl my guts up. I blamed the cake. All that chocolate, oh my God. Who was I kidding? I couldn't keep up with these guys. They’d played music and had a few drinks, gorged on pizza and cake and let those Batman movies play out loud for hours.

  Jasper told us so many stories about London and his family, letting us know that they might visit once the baby comes or we would have to go see them. We’d cuddled on the couch until I’d fallen asleep and I was not sure who picked me up and put me to bed. Considering how heavy I was, it had probably been Jasper.

  I got down on my knees and hugged the toilet seat while nausea threatened to take over. Also, I had indigestion and my chest burned. Shit. I hated this.

  I dry heaved as a sheen of sweat formed on my forehead and for a brief second, I wanted to cry. I wished...I wished I had a family. Maybe parents or siblings. I was living with two guys who were already in a relationship with each other and they cared for me so much but the fact remained that I hadn't been in their lives long enough for them to think of me as a permanent fixture.

  What if, somewhere along the way, they decided they did not want me anymore? That two were better than three. What if we had to split up and my baby would be torn between three people. How would I even cope? What was I going to do?

  As tears rolled down my cheeks, I felt strong fingers threading through my hair and drawing it back so that it wasn't hanging in my face anymore. I didn't have to look to know whose solid chest my back was resting against.

  "I didn't mean to wake you," I whispered and brushed at my tears.

  He stroked my hair, holding me for a while in the quiet of the night.

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bsp; "You should've woken me," Jasper spoke firmly and rubbed my shoulders. "That's why we're here. You're not supposed to do this alone, Madison."

  Jasper gently urged me to get up and took me into the kitchen where he poured me some water. Seated at the counter, I drank deeply and felt even more useless because now I just couldn't stop feeling sorry for myself.

  "Talk to me," Jasper growled, taking both my hands in his and staring straight into my eyes. "What's going on with you? Are you not happy?"

  I half laughed and half sobbed at his question and his concern, feeling like an idiot.

  "It's stupid," I mumbled, taking another sip of water.

  His response was to squeeze my hands and smile tightly. "If you don't tell us what's going on, it'll just keep eating at you, baby. This is a vulnerable time for you. You shouldn't be facing anything on your own. That baby's mine as much as it is yours."

  "How can you be so optimistic?" I cried out, not even caring if I woke Cole up. "So confident and in control. Jasper, this is a huge deal! We're in a threesome. I mean, I never imagined I would fall in love with two men and then start a family with them. How...how am I supposed to be okay all the time?"

  He was frowning at me, considering my words. His eyes carried such gravity. "You don't have to be okay all the time," he finally stated. "Nobody's okay all the time, Skye."

  "You are," I burst out. "You're out there earning money, being successful and still remain positive about where we are all going. Cole is okay. I mean, yeah he thinks about stuff but he has his work and most of the time, he seems to believe I'm being dramatic if I worry-"

  "I worry just as much as you do," Jasper interrupted me quietly and I snorted.

  "You're just saying that to make me feel better."

  He smiled again and shrugged. "Is it working?"

  I laughed a little. "I'm really sorry. My emotions are all over the place right now. We haven't been together that long and I just...I feel lost. And sometimes, Jasper, I get the feeling that I'm losing you too," I admitted in a whisper.