Saving Their Trainer

by Nikki Dean

  “Is that what you really think of me? And of Greg? That we just want a gang-bang, like it wouldn’t matter any more than that?” He wrapped his arms around her and stood, then deposited her in the seat he’d just been in. “I don’t care about these other guys since I don’t really know them, but is that really what you think of us?”

  She blushed. “No, I never would have thought that before today, but it just sounds so weird. Why would all of you possibly want just me? Do you mean like relationship-type of dating, or just dating for fun, or what? I don’t go out with many guys, and haven’t ever been the kind of girl that sleeps around just for the hell of it. I’ve never cheated on anyone, and don’t think I could share a boyfriend with other women. So why do you four all want to do it with me?”

  “You already know about me and Abel,” Greg said, leaning forward onto his elbows. “We’re both bi, and while we like each other enough to live together, it just works better with a girl involved, too. We each started to develop feelings for you after a few sessions at the gym, and decided that we’d love to try it out with you if you ever agreed to it.”

  “Then we all went out drinking together, and I thought we scared you off with that kiss,” Greg said. There was a long pause before he asked, “Did we?”

  She shook her head. “No, I wasn’t afraid. A little intimidated, sure, but just because I’ve never done anything like that before, but that doesn’t mean I wasn’t tempted.”

  They all looked at her.

  “Oh, yeah?” Greg gave her a slow smile. It lit up his face, bringing out the fun-loving prankster she’d become so very fond of. Greg had always gone out of his way to make her feel better the few times she’d been upset about Xander during their training sessions, and was always ready with a tight hug when she needed it. Abel, too.

  “I mean, sure. You’re smart, and funny, and you somehow always know when I need you to make me laugh.” Her gaze flicked to Abel next. “And you’re just as funny in your own way, with dry humor that I get, too. You’re like two sides of the same coin, and the idea of kissing you both that night, together, was a little intimidating, but not exactly scary.” She blushed, then decided to be honest with them. “Watching you two kiss was pretty intense, but in a good way, I mean. It was sexy.”

  “Hell yeah, it is. Would you have done it if Xander hadn’t been in the picture?” Greg asked.

  Allie took a second to shrug. She didn’t want to say yes in front of the other two guys when she’d basically just shot Trevor down for a kiss, but didn’t want to lie either. Because yeah, if she hadn’t been dating Xander at the time, she totally would have gone for it. She’d thought about it enough times over the last few months to know that she didn’t want to turn them down a second time. If only that damn clause wasn’t in their training contract. If only they weren’t all talking about this in the same room, mere minutes after evicting her ex-boyfriend for good. Right after she’d denied Trevor that kiss that she wanted just as much as he did.

  Allie fought to keep from blushing as they all stared at her, waiting for more of a response than that. Finally, Bentley sat back with a small whistle.

  “You totally would have. That’s so hot,” he said.

  “What? You really think so?” she replied, surprised by his response.

  “Yeah. What’s not to like? Watching a woman get what she wants is why guys watch porn,” Bentley replied. “Did you like seeing them kiss?”

  “I mean… yeah, I guess so. But only because they wanted me to get in on it, too. I don’t really like to watch porn,” she replied uncertainly. “I don’t know about doing it right now, right in front of everyone though, because I like all of you. I wouldn’t want to hurt anyone’s feelings, or let anyone get jealous. I don’t want to choose Greg and Abel over Trevor and Bentley, or vice versa.”

  “Is that why you wouldn’t kiss me, just now?” Trevor asked suddenly. “Not because you don’t have feelings for me, or because you didn’t want to, but you just didn’t want to hurt them?”

  Allie blushed. “Maybe. And because of the clause in our training contracts,” she finally said. It was weighing on her too much to ignore.

  “That’s the real reason, isn’t it?” Bentley asked in surprise. “I knew there was a reason you held yourself apart from each of us, even when it’s obvious that you like us. You do it with Greg and Abel almost every time they talk to you, and then Trevor and the kiss, and when I held the door for you, you touched me and looked like you wanted to hold hands, but you didn’t. You’re afraid of getting attached to all of us, because you don’t want to get hurt four times if it goes south, plus lose your training partners?”

  She took a deep breath, surprised that he’d seen through her so easily. “I mean, yeah, of course I am. We even had to sign a line stating we weren’t dating when I took you guys on, and I’m nervous about losing credit for the semester if we start dating in the middle. Especially all of us. That doesn’t sound normal at all, and I just don’t want it to come back and bite me in the ass.”

  “What about the other part?” Abel asked quietly, his discerning eyes studying her. “You already like us enough to get attached, and you’re afraid of getting hurt?”

  Do I tell them? I don’t think I can not tell them at this point. “Yeah. There’s that, too. It just feels so fast. I just got rid of Xander, and even though I knew that was a bad idea from the beginning, I guess I just don’t trust myself that much right now. You and Greg want me to live with you, and so does Bentley, and Trevor. I’m really grateful for the offers, guys, but I feel like I need a little space in this, too. What if you change your mind and decide you don’t want to share, or it goes wrong? I have no idea how to have a relationship with four guys at once. What if the schedules don’t line up, or someone feels left out, or -”

  Abel leaned in and pressed his lips to hers, cutting off the fountain of words that her mouth had become. She closed her eyes after a second, not wanting to see the others staring at her as she kissed him back. His warm lips were soft against hers, nibbling gently as he swallowed her anxiety, her fears about getting hurt.

  It was short, too short, and left her wanting more. She opened her eyes when she felt a gentle tugging on her hair, and found that he’d braced one elbow on the arm of her chair and was twirling the end of her hair around his thumb, playing with it as he looked into her eyes.

  “I can’t promise you the future, but I can promise that I’m into this, Allie. Greg, too. We like you a lot, and would love to have a chance to prove it to you,” he said softly. Greg made a noise of agreement.

  “Me, too,” Trevor chimed in immediately. “It sounds crazy, but this is perfect for me, and I’m really looking forward to it if you are.”

  “Don’t worry about the contracts, we can handle that,” Bentley spoke up last. “We’ll even fill out the reviews early if you want. The no-dating line is only there to keep people from pretending to do training sessions without actually showing up, right?”

  Allie nodded.

  “Then we’re already covered. We’ve been going for months, signing in and out at the gym every week, and a lot of people have seen you there with us. I know I’m not planning to quit training with you regardless of what happens here. You’re a great trainer, Allie, and we wouldn’t let them try to take credit away from you. I’d sure as hell fight your teacher or anyone else that tried to make you feel bad about this, to make sure you keep the credit. Everything will be fine.”

  “Really?” she couldn’t help but ask with a little smile. It was an entertaining mental image, seeing the four of them squaring off at her professor’s desk to take him on. Not that that would ever be necessary, but still.

  “Absolutely,” Bentley said as he got out of his chair and came to his knees beside Abel, who moved over to give him space in front of her. “But more importantly, what if we all promised not to care which one of us you date on which night, or which one you kiss, or do anything else with? Greg and Abel already said they d
on’t get jealous, and I’ve never been the type either. I’m not bisexual, but my best relationship was an open one with a girl and her other boyfriend. Trevor already said he wants in, so what if we promised you that you don’t ever have to choose between us?”

  Chapter 10

  His dark brown eyes held her captive, the gold flakes in their depths nearly twinkling with the intensity of his gaze. His handsome face never failed to stun her, and while she normally held herself together, she found it impossible now. Her eyes dropped to his lips, the top one graced with a perfect cupid’s bow while the lower, fuller one begged to be pressed against her own.

  “OK,” Allie heard herself murmur.

  “OK?” Bentley repeated, lifting one eyebrow.

  “Yeah, OK. I’ve been thinking about each of you for months, so why not try it out?” she asked.

  “Yeah, you want to try it out? You sure about that?” Abel asked, brushing her hair back over her shoulder.

  “Yeah.” She took a deep breath. If I’m doing this, I might as well do it right before I change my mind. It’s probably the only chance I’ll get to be with all of them at once, unless I say yes now. Plus, I don’t really want to wait. “Tonight.”

  Both Bentley and Abel’s eyebrows went up, but they grinned. She looked up to see similar expressions on Greg and Trevor, but her attention was quickly recaptured by Bentley as he slowly dropped his head, grazing her lips with his, questioning her agreement before pressing closer. Her eyes fluttered shut and she kissed him back, earning a groan.

  It was all the warning she had before he scooped her up and sank into her chair, pulling her close against his chest while her knees pressed against his sides. He kissed her with more urgency, pressing his lips against hers again and again until she opened for him, allowing his tongue to slide in and tangle with hers.

  Allie jumped a little as she felt another set of hands sweep her hair to the other side, toward Abel instead of away from him, then another set of lips pressed against her shoulder. Whoever it was pulled the collar of her t-shirt down and kissed the bare skin that was revealed beneath it.

  The sensation of having two mouths upon her, two sets of lips kissing her at the same time was heady. She moaned beneath the attention, earning answering noises from each of her partners. Bentley slid one hand under the bottom hem of her shirt, stroking the soft skin on her side. Whoever else was touching her followed suit, slipping not just one but both of his hands beneath it as well, lifting the back of her shirt to press kisses along her ribs.

  She giggled beneath the ticklish onslaught, breaking the spell. Allie opened her eyes to find Trevor winking her, his mouth hovering over her sensitive ribs. As she watched, he opened it and gently bit her, using his teeth to tickle her while Bentley held her arms up for him.

  She laughed and thrashed between them, unable to stay still. Bentley kissed her temple, then tilted her face back up to his for another, longer kiss.

  He finally released her and she only had a moment before Trevor took his place, bending her backwards over his arm so that he could claim his first kiss with her, as well.

  It was a very different than kissing Bentley, but amazing nonetheless. Where Bentley started out slow, and gradually increased the pressure until she let him in, Trevor was demandingly aggressive right from the start. He pressed his lips hard against hers, gaining entrance almost immediately as she melted beneath the onslaught. He kissed her exactly how she liked it, sweeping in to dominate her, biting and licking, sucking on her bottom lip until she wound her arms around his neck and allowed him to lift her from Bentley’s lap.

  Trevor wrapped her legs around his waist, cupping her ass as he held her center over his, making sure she could feel the hard length of him pressing against her through their jeans.

  “That’s perfect,” Allie heard Greg say in a low voice to Abel. “I can just imagine eating her ass while you fuck her like that.”

  The filthy words make her legs clench around Trevor’s waist, bringing her tighter against him. Someone pressed his chest against her back as he joined the fun, sandwiching her between them. Their heat surrounded her, seeping through her clothes to scald her.

  She loved it.

  Allie had no idea how long they stood like that, taking turns kissing her and touching her, teasing her to the edge of her self-control before Greg cleared his throat loudly.

  “As amazing as this show is, the pizza is here. Either go into the bedroom or break it up so I can open the door,” he said, his voice huskier than usual.

  Allie tore her lips from Trevor’s and blinked at him, then turned to Greg. “I guess I should sign for it?”

  “Nah, go enjoy yourself if you want to,” he replied, clearly hearing the regret in her voice. “I’ll just get this and we’ll meet you back there.”

  The bedroom? I know what’s going to happen if we go into my bedroom. She couldn’t deny the delicious thrill that shot through her at the thought, the stab of lust that indicated she was ready, more than ready, to do this.

  “We don’t have to if you don’t want to,” Bentley whispered in her ear. “We can stop whenever you want.”

  I don’t want to stop. She shook her head and pulled him in for another soul-scorching kiss, then said, “But I don’t want to stop.”

  Trevor growled in her other ear as he carried her into the bedroom, Bentley trailing along behind them. Allie looked at Abel and crooked her finger for him to join them, as well. He grinned.

  “I think it’s time to take this off, what do you say?” Bentley whispered into her ear as he lifted the hem of her t-shirt. She nodded and arched, giving him space to tug the bottom from between her ass and Trevor’s hands. Trevor gave her one last squeeze, then lowered her legs, allowing her to stand on her own.

  She allowed Bentley to lift the shirt over her head, then immediately went to Abel and pulled him down for a kiss, as well.

  He held her tight against his body while Trevor and Bentley took off their shirts behind her. She ran her hands over Abel’s broad, chiseled chest to the hem of his tee as well, then lifted it up between them to pull it over his head.

  He grinned and slapped her ass with both palms before lifting her cheeks, pulling them apart beneath her jeans as he kissed her again.

  “Damn, a guy has to sign for pizza and everyone kisses his girl while he’s gone,” Greg declared from the doorway. “Come here, beautiful, I want some of that, too.”

  Allie smiled when Abel let her go and turned her toward his roommate. “Your girl, huh? I thought you weren’t the jealous type.”

  “Nah, I just like the way it rolls off my tongue. Kinda like you’re going to, if I’m lucky.”

  The metaphor was a terrible one, but it sent a jolt of pure heat through her pussy all the same. “Oh, yeah? I think you’re going to have to work a little harder for that, instead of just standing there.”

  “I plan to.” He’d barely said the words before he was on her, picking her up for a series of playful, nipping kisses designed to drive her wild. She finally grabbed his face and held him still so that she could get a decent kiss from him, gasping when he retaliated by sucking on her bottom lip, drawing it between his teeth.

  Someone released the clasp on her bra at the same time, sliding large hands over her sides to cup her breasts from behind. She moaned, the experience just made all the much better as she wondered which guy it was.

  Greg refused to stop kissing her so that she could look, and she finally just closed her eyes and enjoyed the fingers playing with her nipples, pinching and tugging on them until she writhed between them.

  “You like that?” Greg asked. “You like having two sets of hands on you at once?”

  She nodded, unwilling to give up kissing that easily. Whoever was behind her wrapped his hand in her hair, holding her head to the side while he kissed the side of her throat.

  “Well, then let’s see how much you like this,” Greg teased as his hands dropped to the button of her jeans. He paused, waiting
until she blew out the breath she’d been holding and gave a tiny, nearly imperceptible nod.

  “That’s my girl,” Greg said with a wicked grin. “Close your eyes.”

  She obeyed as he pushed her jeans and panties down over her hips, leaving her bare before them. Someone cursed quietly while a few others just gave groans of appreciation. Allie just shivered, the damp air sweeping over her skin, leaving her hyperaware of her nakedness. Greg whipped his shirt off and cuddled her against him once more, eliciting a gasp as she pressed against his warm, bare skin.

  “Spread your legs,” someone demanded as they ran their hands up her thighs.

  She tried to open her eyes to see who it was, since she knew Greg was in front of her, someone was still kissing their way across her shoulders and now a third guy was rubbing his hands up and down her legs.

  Is he between Greg’s legs, to touch me without anyone else in the way? Allie wondered.

  “No peeking,” Greg teased. “I want you to just enjoy yourself, without thinking too hard. Just feel.”

  She nodded again and closed her eyes, allowing whoever was behind her to pull her back against his naked chest. Greg continued to kiss her, stroking his hand down to the breast that Bentley - it must be Bentley behind me, and Abel touching my legs. But where’s Trevor? - had relinquished when he put a hand in her hair.

  Greg was a little rougher, plucking and pulling on her peak as the hands on her legs drifted higher, toying with her inner thighs. Without warning, the hands were joined by a mouth, and Abel bit her inner thigh, just hard enough to make her moan in appreciation. Heat flooded her center and Allie was soon so wet that she was afraid it would drip down her thighs.

  “Bend your knees a little, princess,” Abel’s voice drifted up from between her legs. “Or better yet, someone grab one of her legs.”

  Whoever was behind her immediately released her hair and slid his hand down her side, over her hip and to her knee and lifted it, leaving her open to the assault from below. Allie barely had time to picture what she must look like before Abel touched her center, his fingers sliding easily through slick folds.