by C B Jean
“Not yet sweetness, it’s my turn now.” Jackson murmurs next to me.
God these guys wear me out.
I roll over to my back seeing how he’s already naked and ready for me. My eyes light up and I suddenly feel awake again, the fire between my core reignites. I put my legs together feeling shy and blush. It only makes him laugh and I beckon him towards me with a finger feeling brave. He stands straddling over my body, hands on his hips reminding me of a superhero. Just like my other guys, he has an impressive length and I have the urge to suck him. I wonder if he will taste like chocolate like I’ve been imagining.
I lick my lips and it’s his turn for his face to heat.
I kneel in front of him, his cock ready for attention right before my eyes. I look up at him to watch his reaction, pulling my puppy dog eyes look on him and I lick just the very tip of his length like an ice cream cone. His cock jumps at that and I silently applaud myself. I’ve decided I’m going to tease him slowly, torture for not letting me sleep. I do it again, keeping my hands behind my back and my eyes always on his face. I take the crown of him into my mouth and swirl my tongue over it. His head falls back, and he groans. He puts his hands on my head to urge me on and I swat them away.
“Fuck baby, your going to fucking kill me if you keep doing that.”
I smirk at him with my tongue out, then I take him all the way in without warning, hard. He lets out a strangled throaty noise. I continue going down on him, going from fast and then slow with no rhythm. I’m loving the little noises I’m making him create, it only urges me on. One of my hands comes up and starts massaging his balls.
As if he snapped like a rubber hand, his hands curl into my hair and he holds my head in place as he fucks my mouth. I just have to keep my mouth open wide and breath. He hits the back of my throat every time hard and fast, almost making me gag from his size.
I’m really in trouble now, this is his pay back.
“Just imagine how soon, all three of us will be inside you. One in your wet pussy, another in your tight ass and one in your mouth like now.” I moan at the thought, my clit clenching around air. “Killian, I believe it’s your turn, our girl isn’t done with us yet.” His voice is croaky and sexy as flip.
Just like that I feel another set of hands behind me and I know its Kills. He’s already undressed as I can feel his cock pressed against my back. Killian grabs one of my hands to place behind my back, the other still massaging Jacksons jewels, and he slips into my wet folds. I feel him shiver and then he starts going to pound town.
I moan around Jacksons cock in my mouth, the sound vibrating and pleasuring him more. I can tell from the pre-cum on my tongue and his hooded eyes.
Still, I keep my eyes on his face with an innocent look on mine. I can feel him swell in my hands and mouth making me gag now, he’s ready to explode. He doesn’t stop, he only goes faster until he shoves himself as deep as he can in my mouth and roars as he spills down my throat. I swallow all he gives me, and I lick my lips again with a wink when he pulls out.
Killian is a master of my body and within seconds I’m exploding my third orgasm around him. He finishes at the same time, our moans harmonizing.
I am so turned on by the thought of us all finishing together, but I’m sated for the moment. Give a girl a chance to work up to it after months of nothing geez.
“Sweetness, you make me crazy and I fucking love it.” He leans down and kisses my lips before releasing me. I am too tired to reply and just slump over onto the cots. Killian cleans me up swiftly and catches me before tucking me into him. I am just a lifeless body at this point. I can feel his shaft in my back still hard as nails, but I can’t do anything else tonight.
Killian whispers into my ear, “Baby blue…. That was fucking hot.” He draws out with a nip to my earlobe and I sigh happy and satisfied.
Yes, it was.
He snuggles his head into the back of my neck as I start falling asleep. Another body joins us on my other side, but I’m already out before I register who it is. I have a guess it’s my brute.
These men are going to make my life very interesting for sure and I want them around for long as possible.
Chapter 14
JACKSON
Watching Remi sleep in the arms of my brothers brought me more peace then I was thought was possible in a long time. As she slept peacefully snuggled into Luke’s chest and Kill’s head in the crook of her neck, it made me wonder if she was the one thing missing from our lives this entire time. As a child who had no loving parents and moved from one foster home to another, it had felt like a giant piece of me was missing. I had my brothers with me during that ordeal, and when we served oversees fighting the Taliban, but I had no purpose other then to serve my country. No one to return home to, one who would welcome me home lovingly into their arms and same bed each night. To fill that void I threw myself into work and traveled the word in hopes to find something worthwhile to live for. To find meaning in my vacant life. The sleepless nights alone, the long workdays, the women who threw themselves at me looking for a night meaningless sex, none of it made a difference.
But now as I watched this tiny female sleep, only but circumstance did I feel like that empty part of me was healing over at long last.
Was it fate? Was it by design that she just happened to fall into our hands? By the gods above watching over, I knew that I was never going to let her slip from my grasp, even If I tried to let her go. She was forever going to engraved into my heart.
Her face wrinkled as if she was having a bad dream and she whimpered into Luke’s chest sinking closer to him. What has she endured all this time? All alone, no one to lean on for comfort. It fucking made me angry that she had to go through all that bullshit. No one deserves that, and it twisted my heart knowing how kind her soul is. She wouldn’t dare hurt anyone, let alone on accident.
I sighed as her face relaxed once again and a tiny smile lit up the corners of her mouth. Gods she was beautiful. Her hair spilled over the makeshift bed opening up her face she tried to hide behind often, the one she tried to hide away her emotions and pain from everyone so they wouldn’t know she was suffering.
When she smiled, she had fucking adorable dimples in her cheeks, and my lungs always managed to stop working when she would look up to me and deep into my eyes. Her blue eyes held the world behind them, and I never wanted to look away. She is so strong. Its unbelievable she’s managed to keep it altogether. If I saw her on the street, I would have no idea the torture and abuse she’s been through. But I know that better now.
I’d give her anything her little heart desired, the moon, stars and all.
I groaned as I rubbed the heels of my palms into my eyes trying to stay awake. I didn’t dare leave us unattended in case that wolf shifter came back. My contact at Gamomatix, a buddy of mine when we served, had told me that it was not physically possible that another player was able to enter the live world with us. No other way to explain it other then that ‘Aiden’ and his crew must be fucking smart as hell and techy to be able to get around that somehow. I didn’t have one clue as how all that computer stuff worked, hell I was still trying to get the hang of this game, but I imagine it must be difficult and to not even leave a single trace for the FBI to follow.
Point me in the right direction of any gun and I can dismantle it and put it back together within seconds flawlessly. Try to teach me how computers and code works and its like you’ll be talking to a three-year-old.
Remi snored in her sleep and it was the most adorable thing I ever heard in my entire life. I continued to watch her until the sun rose up showering gold on the hills, not wanting to wake any of the guys up. I was too stressed out to sleep at the moment, even if she was in my arms to help lure me to sleep.
Chapter 15
REMI
We are all nervously getting ready to face the first temple after I woke up that next morning. I slept peacefully snuggled into my guys. The weird thing about sleeping in a video game is that
you are unable to dream. When I get stressed, as I have been these last few days like none other, I get nightmares. I haven’t had any here. Or any I can remember? It was nice being able to sleep all the way through these last nights without waking up, panicking and clutching my chest worried someone was chasing me. Someone was, but he wasn’t In my dreams for once.
We only have a short ride to reach the Red Mosque, then we can enter the dungeon to defeat whatever is inside it to collect the first key. It’s been four days since we have been stuck in this game. I just realized today is Thursday and I was supposed to be having brunch with my father over our annual meet up.
I sighed as we rode toward the temple, I did miss him terribly. I hope I’m able to talk to him soon so he knows I’m okay.
Killian rode by my side and nudged his leg with mine on top his horse, breaking me out of my sad thoughts. He smiled sweetly at me to reassure me, as if he could sense my sadness. I managed a small smile back and nudged his leg back.
Luke rode on my other side, he has become very protective of me these last few days refusing to leave my side and I don’t mind It at all. In fact, I quite like it. I thought about last night and I turned my face down to hide in my hair when I can feel Luke looking at me. I sneak a sideways look at him and laugh when he waggles his eyebrows at me in a very un-Luke-ish kind of way. I can’t help but burst out laughing.
Yep, he was definitely thinking about last night as well.
“No need to hide away anymore Cub, your beautiful when you let yourself shine out.” He grabs my hand and squeezes it. I just gape at him in surprise, all words lost on me. I manage a giggle and a toss of my head, throwing my hair over my shoulder out of my face. I jut my chin out as to prove his point looking at him from the side of my eye and he smirks at me.
“He’s right you know! Bet you had no idea grumpy Luke here has a way with words.” Jackson calls out over his shoulder ahead of his. My horse shakes her head as if in agreement.
I am too rosy to say anything, all I manage is another sideways glance at my Brute and of course, he’s doing that remarkably cute eyebrow wiggle again. I bite my lip to keep from laughing out again or I’ll lose the satisfaction of keeping it together when I know he’s just trying to make me giggle. Can’t let him know I like it now can I?
“So, you guys want to play a game?” Killian asks breaking up the tender moment.
“What kind of game?” I ask eyeing him suspiciously and adjust on top of my horse. I’ve never rode this long going bareback and I can’t feel my ass at this point. I force myself to stifle another laugh at that quip, for my sake.
“Two truths and a lie. You must tell us three statements, one is a lie and the other are truths. Pretty simple. The others have to try to decide which is the lie. Boys against girls. The first person to lose three times must answer a question that we ask, no matter what.” He says with a mischievous look in his eyes.
“Umm, I dont know guys…”
“Please Baby Blue? I’d be fun! I’ll go first if you would like.” He starts pleading and fluttering his lashes at me, trying to pull my puppy dog look. It doesn’t work as well as it does for me.
By now Jackson slipped back to ride along the three of us. Both him and Luke had amused looks on their faces looking at me hotly waiting for my answer.
“Alright fine! But be prepared to answer my question when you lose.” I warn as I point to Killian shaking it at him. This is going to be mighty interesting.
“Alrighty! Well let’s see… I have participated and won multiple male beauty contests, I was voted most handsome in high school and I taught myself how to fly a plane.” He tells me with a poker face that never gave any indication as what his lie might be.
Well flip, this might be harder than I anticipated. Those all sound like things he’s done.
“I’m going to have to say the voted most handsome one is the lie. No doubt in my mind you managed to fly a plane with no prior knowledge and it’s sad, but I kind of believe you about the whole beauty contest thing. What was your talent?” I say jokingly tying to poke at him.
“Damn it your good girl! Your right, I was voted Biggest Flirt. My talent was singing by the way thank you very much! Sadly, no I never lost.” He grins sheepishly, which shocked me because I really just went for it and winged it, not because I don’t believe the big flirt part. That I do believe.
“You can sing?” Now that was a bit farfetched.
“Absofuckinglutely, and I can do it in five different languages.” He gives me a wink even though I have a million questions to ask him about that and I blush.
Well fuck me sideways, I would have never thought that.
Jackson went next. “I wanted to be a doctor before I joined the military, my most guilty pleasure is Mc Donald’s Mc Flurries and I once worked as a sewage diver.”
“Yuck! A sewage diver? Eww! I can’t even imagine. Let’s go with… your guilty pleasure. No way that would be your favorite thing.” I shiver at the thought of the diving job.
Jackson just chuckles at me shaking his head. “You are right again my favorite food is called ‘Apfelstrudel’ as they call it, a sweet treat from Austria. Think about an apple pie, but rolled up thin like a cinnamon bun, and defiantly right on the eww part. I was doing all sorts of odd jobs to be able to get my next paycheck as a young adult, I was small enough and learned fast. Never thought I would be the one swimming in pools of human waste trying to unclog holes and checking for problems in the drains. You would not believe what ends up down there. I’m talking corpses. And I mean bodies of both human and the animal variety.”
I shiver again grossed out putting my hands out to shush him. “Alright alright, you made your point and I win again! If I get all three of you guys right, I get a prize. Winners pick.” I rub my hands together, not from the creeping cold but from the mischievous fun I’m having. I turn to Luke, waiting to see if he will play along with us. After a few seconds he huffs, clearly giving in.
“I worked as a rodeo clown, I’m deadly afraid of needles and… I’ve never been married...” He says without looking at me, only staring straight ahead on the road. My mind went into overdrive as my mouth dropped open. What? I can’t even comprehend what he said. The rodeo clown, that seems somewhat believable. Afraid of needles? Not likely, he owns a tattoo shop. Unless he means the giant flipping ones at hospitals? And he’s never been married…. Has he been married before? I hear Jackson sigh and Killian mumbles something to himself.
“Blue?” Killian nudges me bringing me back to reality. I turn startled at him, then look back to Luke. He is still looking ahead, refusing to look at me. I’m sure I already have my answer and if he looked at me, I’m sure I would see the truth and pain in his eyes confirming it.
“The needle fear is the lie… you can’t be afraid of needles and own a tattoo shop while holding a giant ass needle drawing on people.” It came out more like a question, almost squeaky. Luke then turns his head back to look at me. His eyes are a dark emerald and I can see pain drowning inside them. His face is hard and set in stone and I wonder if I said something wrong to upset him.
“Your turn.” He doesn’t confirm nor deny it, but I have a feeling this conversation needs to be held somewhere else at a different time. He continues to stare right at me and my throat gets dry from the intensity and pressure. I clear my throat and break the eye contact, looking at the back of my horses head.
“Flip.” I mutter under my breath tapping my chin with my finger, trying to recover from that heavy moment with Luke. I’ve decided I’m going to make this a bit easier on them with only one truth. “Umm…. well I don’t have a driver’s license, I was a cheerleader in high school for four years and I’ve never seen Goonies.” Let’s see if they can get this one right.
Jackson pipes up at this one. “Gurrll, if you have never seen Goonies, I swear I’m going to spank that ass of yours and we WILL watch it first thing when we get home I swear to god.” He snaps his fingers in a Z formation while doing
a mock impression of a teenager girls voice.
That makes me snort whilst laughing, raising an eyebrow from Luke. Piggy.
They banter back and forth between each other for a few minutes, trying to figure that one out between the three of them. I can’t help but grin widely, something that I have been doing these past few days more then I have in eleven years. Is it bad to say I never want to leave?
Finally, they conclude from their secret-not so secret-sexy-man huddle and I put my best game face on.
“The lie is that you were a cheerleader in HS.” Luke points out hasty and a bit husky, eager for my answer. I bet they are imagining me in a tiny cheer uniform, shaking my pompoms while shouting “Go Team GO” like a big haired 80’s Barbie on crank.
“Nop. That was a truth. I really was in cheer for 4 years in HS, and I’ve done Jr. cheer and gymnastics since I was four until I graduated. It was my mom’s idea, just like when she did it…” My voice breaks at the end and I cough to cover it up. “I still have my uniforms at home in a closet somewhere, I bet they still fit. Go Braves!” I force a fake smile on my face and ramble on to draw attention from that one topic I didn’t want to touch at the moment.