First Contact (Heroes of Olympus Book 1)

by April Zyon

  Leaning in closer, he brushed his lips over hers, so lightly she barely registered the touch before he drew back a bit. “Are you sure, Camilla? We don’t exactly have the best of lives or careers right now. Every moment is a guessing game and at any time we could be drawn away. This is a war for keeps. We could die tomorrow, next week, or years from now. But most importantly of all…” Mikhail brushed his lips over her jaw to her ear. “We’re very, very possessive,” he whispered before biting her earlobe lightly.

  Camilla shivered in reaction to his rumbly growl. The confession, if one would call it that. She thought it was more of a claiming, but that only made her hotter. “Oh, I’m very sure. What better reason to do the things you want and be with the men you want than knowing we all could die tomorrow? Today’s the only guarantee. Our yesterdays were treasured reminders of what we wanted and tomorrow.” She leaned closer, her cheek to his, and mimicked his growl. “Tomorrow, I want to wake up naked in your bed with you balls deep inside of my pussy. That’s what I could call a delicious and wonderful future.”

  His entire body jolted, whether from her growl or her words she didn’t know, but it did press his cock harder to her aching pussy, so really, who cared. Mikhail scraped his teeth down her throat before nipping, hard. “Don’t tease me.” His expression was serious. “Is that truly what you want, Camilla?”

  “Yes, Mikhail. That is what I truly want, more than I want my next breath. I know we should go eat, but honest to God, right now all I can think of doing is getting naked on your bed with you and riding you until we both pass out.”

  He stared at her with a singular focus she’d never known before. “There’s always lunch,” he said, adjusting his hold. And then they were moving to his bedroom. Once inside, he shut and locked the door before striding to his bed and dumping her down onto it. “Get undressed quickly or I’ll tear your clothes off you.”

  She began to strip, her eyes never leaving his. “And you are okay with me wanting Gareth as well?” Camilla wanted to know now before they got down to the business of making love; she needed to know so she wasn’t feeling guilty later for wanting another man. When she was naked, she looked at him and licked her lips. “Gods, you are glorious.” His skin was tan with scars here and there, and tattoos, glory be the tattoos, and—holy shit! “Is that a piercing you have?” She wanted to put her tongue on it and tug it gently. She wanted to taste all of him.

  “We all have piercings, some from before and some from after meeting Ares,” he said. “All are made of metal from Hephaestus’s forge to protect us. It’s an added layer to help hide us from the weres and vampires. The tattoos are all mine from before, though they’ve been added to here and there for more protection.” He climbed up on the bed and prowled toward her. “You are more than welcome to want Gareth. He wants you,” he said as he got close enough for her to touch. “I think we may just have to have you between us one day. One cock in your pussy, one in your ass, or maybe in your saucy little mouth instead.”

  “Oh gods.” Her mouth went wet at the thought of them doing just that. “I love the idea a great deal.” Her hands moved down his chest, a finger stroking the piercing in his nipple, and then she dipped her head and put her mouth to the small ring there. She licked the nipple until it was taut and then nipped the piercing with her teeth, tugging it gently. She wanted to taste the other piercings, too, the ones she saw on his cock. Camilla wanted him desperately. “You would have to get lots of lube, because I’ve never had anyone in my ass, but I would love to feel it. I want to experience everything with you, Mikhail.”

  “We wouldn’t put you through that right away. We’d need to get you ready, slowly and carefully. Butt plugs to stretch you out, maybe with a remote vibrator either I or Gareth controlled. You’d never know when or where we’d turn it on. The plugs would get bigger over time, easing you slowly in preparation to take one of our cocks. Then and only then, when you were ready, would we do that. Not one second before,” he said softly, brushing a kiss to her shoulder with just a hint of teeth.

  Camilla’s legs were around Mikhail’s hips, and they tightened at the promise in his voice. “We’ll have to do some shopping, I think. Get me some cute little outfits to wear in the bedroom for you.” She could see herself in a maid get up and him ripping it off her, leaving her just in the white thigh highs.

  “Or you could just be naked.” He brushed his nose against hers. “Naked is very good, especially when you look so delightful and sinful as you are.” He kissed her before she could respond, his body a perfect press of skin to skin as he wrapped his arms around her.

  “Naked is very, very good. I think that naked is the best of the best of ways to be,” she agreed with a low moan. “Mikhail.” His name was like a prayer, calling his soul to hers. She was desperate and didn’t care that he knew it.

  Mikhail lifted his head from nibbling on her jaw. “Condom,” he muttered like a curse. Rolling them over, he took them right to the edge. Her ass hung off the bed, but she never once felt like she’d fall, not with the hold he had on her as he rooted around in the bedside table. Then they were rolling again until she was on top of him, and he held up the condom to her. “You said you wanted to ride.”

  “Oh yes, I do.” She took the little foil package from him and wiggled down his body. “But first…” She didn’t tell him—she showed him instead. With her ass high in the air, Camilla began to lick and suck his cock. Her hand wrapped as far around the girth as she could possibly get, and her tongue toyed with the little barbells that were on the underside of his cock as well as the little ring at the opening. She had never been so turned on in her life. Something about seeing those piercings that had her pussy creaming.

  Looking up his body to his face, she grinned. “Will the condom hold up to these?” She stroked her tongue along the piercings. “I’ve never had anyone inside of me before with piercings. I can’t wait to feel this.” Too much talking. She needed more licking and sucking.

  The sound he made couldn’t be called a word. She wasn’t sure, but he seemed to be wrestling for some control. “It’s made for them specifically,” he finally managed to croak out as he drove his fingers into her hair and thrust his hips up to encourage her.

  “Good.” She turned her mouth and attention back to his glorious cock. She worshiped it with her tongue and hands.

  Camilla shivered. She was so damn close to coming. Before she ran out of time and they both came, she unwrapped the condom and lifted her head so he could see her. Popping the condom into her mouth, she winked at him and then rolled the condom down his cock with her mouth and tongue.

  Once his cock was covered in latex, Camilla prowled up his body and licked her lips. “So I take it you enjoyed that?” Her hands were braced on his chest and her pussy poised over his cock, not taking him inside of her body yet. She wanted him to push inside her, wanted to feel his need for her mirrored in the sharp thrust of his cock into her waiting and wet pussy.

  His eyes were not icy cold anymore, hot for sure—burning would be more accurate. “Later, you will pay for that torture,” he said softly. “But not now. Now I want you too much, need to be buried inside of you.” He grabbed her hips tighter and thrust up, filling her full. He stopped when her fingers clenched on his chest, and he watched her with that predator’s gaze. “Camilla?” He turned her name into a question, one filled with concern.

  She had let her head fall back and her eyes close when he thrust into her. “Don’t.” She gulped, forcing herself to pull away from the joy of that moment and look down at him with a greedy smile. “I loved the way that felt. I savor the feeling of the first time you entered my body.” She lifted slightly, only to move downward once more with a low moan. “I can feel each barbell. I can feel the loop at the end of your cock. Jesus H. Christ.” She panted. “I’ve never been so full in my life.” Never felt so good, and they had just begun.

  His hands tightened on her hips before loosening a little. “You’re supposed to feel the
m. When I take you from behind later, you’ll feel them rubbing over every nerve ending you have. It will likely be the quickest orgasm of your life.” He took her hands and braced his elbows at his sides as he watched her. “Move.”

  She began to move. “And when you’re in my ass?” Camilla knew she wanted him there; she wanted everything. “They won’t harm me?” Camilla shimmied on his cock, the only term to describe the little twist and shake she did as she slid back down on him a little harder. “God, I can’t wait to feel you taking me from behind. Feeling those barbells rubbing against my clit as you fuck me until we are both limp and gasping for air.”

  “They won’t do you any harm, but the sensations will be intense.” His hips rose to meet her descent. “They’re designed without sharp edges or anything that could hurt you or me. They only give pleasure,” he said as he flexed his cock inside of her.

  “Oh God, and they do.” She panted as she moved faster. “So much pleasure. Mercy.” She let her nails curl and bite into his chest, riding him harder and faster, moving more quickly with each passing second. “Mikhail.” She saw stars, already so close, riding that edge, but she wanted to hold off.

  “Let go,” he told her, gripping her hips again as he lifted and lowered her to meet his thrusts. “Just let go and fall, I’ll catch you.” He slammed his cock into her just as she demanded, and impossibly deeper.

  Camilla trusted him and did just that. She let go. She screamed as pleasure filled her. Her flesh prickled in gooseflesh and her back bowed as she stilled on top of him, her pussy clenching around his cock greedily.

  Mikhail thrust up into her a few more times before he tensed and his back bowed. He let out a fierce growl as his cock twitched inside of her and, oddly enough, seemed to swell a little more. As she began to collapse, he caught her and pulled her down to lay over his chest. His frantic heartbeat was right under her ear.

  Camilla was so glad she wasn’t the only one so profoundly affected by their lovemaking. The sound of his heart rapidly beating made her smile. With her eyes closed, she began to pet him and whispered, “I think everything has just changed, and I for one couldn’t be happier.”

  After a gentle squeeze, he rolled them over and pulled out of her. “Let me get rid of the condom,” he said when she tried to hang onto him. After brushing a kiss to her lips, Mikhail slipped off the bed and walked to the bathroom. He was out of sight for a couple of minutes before coming back toward her, apparently without any care over being naked.

  Camilla had turned on her side to watch him. She appreciated the look of him, but more than the physical, there was just simply something about Mikhail. She lifted the blankets for him. When he climbed back into bed, she wrapped her arms around his chest and nestled in close to him. “This is nice. I could get very used to this,” she said with a smile.

  She felt him kiss the top of her head and the breath he let out slowly. “I think I could as well.” His tone suggested something, she wasn’t sure what, but something to pursue later. He slid a hand down her back slowly and then up and under her hair to rub his thumb over the nape of her neck.

  Camilla relaxed against Mikhail and sighed happily. She lay there comfortable in his arms for a long while. Finally, however, the need for food won out, and she pulled back to look up at him. “So how about we go and find some brunch? Lunch? Whatever.”

  He nodded and shot a look over his shoulder. “Brunch, I’d call it.” Mikhail pressed a kiss to her shoulder, rolled out of bed, and grabbed up the jeans he’d discarded earlier. She had the urge to pout as he tucked his cock out of sight. On the plus side, he went commando.

  “Damn, that’s hot.” Camilla didn’t even hesitate to tell him what she thought. “You, that is. Being commando and all that. Seriously, you’re hot.” She also climbed out of bed so that she could get dressed. “But you are more than your body.” She moved so that she could stand at his side and slid her hand into his. “You are an amazingly talented man, and while you’re quiet, you’re also funny, intelligent, and nice to be around. I enjoy spending time with you a great deal. I look forward to getting to know you better, in and out of bed.”

  “Thank you, I think,” he said with a confused look. Tugging her close, he pressed a slow, lazy kiss to her lips. “But I’m neither funny nor all that nice. Ask anyone.”

  Camilla wrinkled her nose and grinned. “And what if I say no? I happen to think you’re both, so I’m going to go with what I say and not what you say.” He was far too much like her uncle. She didn’t think he would like that comparison, however, so she kept that to herself. “Now, come.”

  ****

  After Mikhail and Camilla had brunch, teasing the boys who had gotten conned into making dinner and finding Gareth to talk to, they were all settled on the swing so that they could talk.

  Camilla said, “So, what would you like to talk about?”

  “I think that’s my line, actually,” Gareth told her with a grin. “You’re the one that wanted to get away to talk, after all. So talk, sweetheart. What’s on your mind and what do you want to know or discuss?”

  “Have the two of you ever done this before? Shared a woman between you, that is.” Camilla put it out there bluntly. “If so, that’s totally okay, I just really would like to know so that I get that at least someone understands how a relationship between the three of us would work. And I would like that. Yes, we barely know each other, but I trust you both, and that’s huge to me. I don’t go into sex as a casual kind of thing, but I really would like something more than being your fuck buddy, as terrible as that sounds.”

  “We’ve shared a woman before,” Mikhail told her. She felt his hand settle on her neck to gently stroke her skin. “Though, while we’ve never done this regularly before, we actually do have some idea of how it may work out. We’ve known others in relationships of three, so we’ll use that as a basis. In the end, though, it all comes down to what we want out of it.

  “Last thing. Camilla, you are not and never will be a fuck buddy for anyone. You are too amazing to be categorized as something so mundane and derogatory.”

  “Holy shit,” Gareth muttered. He leant forward to look around her at Mikhail. “I have never heard so much out of you at one time. What did she do to you up there, man?”

  Mikhail shrugged in a lazy way, his shirt tightening over his chest for a moment. “I could tell you, but I won’t. I’m not the sort to kiss and tell.”

  Camilla all but purred at Mikhail’s words and leaned her head on his shoulder. “Thank you for clearing that up.” She looked at Gareth and smiled. “So what do you think? Would you be able to handle a relationship between the three of us? I would very much like that, I would love to be between the two of you in nothing but the latex around your cocks. And one day without, but that’s another day. So, thoughts?” she asked with a grin.

  “I think I just about swallowed my tongue,” Gareth muttered. Then he grinned. “Hell, I’m up for trying anything once. Though, and this is just a feeling, I think that we may need to go a few rounds just to be absolutely sure.” The two men shared a look, and Gareth continued, “We’re perfectly happy to share you, but you should know that Mikhail and I don’t get into each other. We are the best of friends, but we’ll never be lovers.”

  She felt Mikhail’s snort as he stroked her neck and shoulder.

  “I’m fine with that. I would love to be the one being loved and loving on the two of you. I’m all for going another round or fifty, just to make sure you know. It’s always good to ensure that we’re a proper fit, after all.” Or something equally crazy like that. “But I think we’ll need to buy condoms in bulk.” Leaning against Mikhail, Camilla looked at Gareth and grinned before asking, “Do you have piercings on your cock as well? If so, yum.”

  “One or two. We all have piercings in various spots. The metal is specially made and an added protection for us when we’re out in the field. Which I’m guessing you already know from the big talker over there, from your expression. As to t
he condoms…” He shrugged. “We’ll order a case or ten online and have it delivered express.”

  “Fabulous, because as much as I’d dearly love to go skin to skin with you both, I understand you’d want to wait until you’ve received the all-clear on medicals for me.” She was clean, but they didn’t know that. They couldn’t know that her life had been spent as a virtual nun for the whole of her adult life. Thank God for the Kindle world and her kinky fetish book love; she lived vicariously through many authors and had put some of the moves she’d read into use on Mikhail last night. She’d had sex before, she wasn’t inexperienced, but she wasn’t nearly as experienced as these men likely were.

  “Uh, right,” Gareth said softly. There was something in his expression, though.

  “What do you know?” Mikhail asked for her.

  “Well, I don’t know if I should mention this in front of her or not.”

  “Spill it before she asks me to beat you up,” Mikhail said.

  Gareth rolled his eyes and made a face. “Well, Ares kind of let a fact or two slip. I’m not at all concerned about needing the condoms for any reason other than to ensure she doesn’t get pregnant before she’s ready. Just saying.”

  Camilla began to blush furiously. “Fabulous. Of course he would know. Remind me to smack his arm next time I see him. Blasted man.” She shook her head and leaned her head back on Mikhail’s shoulder. “I am not worried about pregnancy. I get the Depo Provera shot every three months. It helps with my headaches, of all things. Weird, I know.”

  “Not weird if it works,” Mikhail said. She felt him lean his head against hers and his arm slipped around her to hold her close.

  “Well then, the condoms are up to you, Camilla,” Gareth said. “We’ve been cleared nine ways of Sunday and can get you the reports if you like. But you know that Ares would have said something, one way or another, if needed. It’s not like he’s exactly shy.”