Syren's Pride

by Jennah Thornhill

  “Oh my god, yes. More. Please Max, give me more.”

  Vin stops what he’s doing, as do I while we both look at each other needing some reassurance that we did in fact hear her right.

  Chapter Twelve

  Billie

  Well fuck me sideways.

  How appropriate and considerate they are.

  If I thought I knew what pleasure was before, then I was sadly misinformed. What these two are doing to me is out of this world. Max is probing the one place I’ve never allowed anyone before, he knows this, yet he pushes it further. In letting him do this to me, I’m hoping it’s showing him I trust him. Begging for him to give me more in my arse feels foreign to me, but I’m on the cusp of exploding again. I couldn’t have him stop even if I wanted to. The feeling I get when he slips another finger in my hole sends my head in a spin. My muscles from both of my holes clench around him and Vin as they both continue to bring me to the orgasm that is bubbling to the surface.

  “Oh fuck, yes. For the love of god don’t stop.”

  Just as the last word pants from my mouth, the orgasm I knew was coming rips through my entire body. I swear to god, I’ve never felt anything so strong. My eyes flutter open and shut. Heaving breaths rack my body and my heart is beating like the clappers beneath my chest.

  The feel of lips touching mine along with tender kisses at the back of my neck bring me back to earth.

  “Doesn’t she glow when she comes?” I hear Max ask, which I know the question is directed to Vin.

  “Oh yeah, quite sublimely I’d say.” Vin quickly agrees with him.

  Getting my erratic breathing finally under control, my eyes zone in on the gorgeous man in front of me. Vin.

  “You doing okay there my darling?”

  The smile I see on his face tells me he knows I’m perfectly fine, he’s just after a compliment from me.

  After what he and Max have just done to me though they deserve one.

  “I’m fine and fucking dandy.”

  A smile that feels like it’s a mile-wide spreads across my face. They both lightly chuckle at me.

  “I didn’t hurt you, did I?” Max murmurs in my ear.

  “No, you didn’t, I actually enjoyed it more than I thought I ever would. As you can tell.”

  I indicate with my head at the wet patch that is now on the bedding beneath us. Again, they both just chuckle, only this time I go a little shy when I see how much mess I’ve made. Lowering my head to hide the blush that I can feel creeping up on my cheeks. I’m instantly stopped by Vin, who takes a hold of my chin and lifts my head back so we’re eye to eye.

  “I may not know you as well as Max does, but I’m telling you now lady don’t ever hide from me, from us. What goes on between us three is exactly that, between us three. Okay?”

  Flabbergasted that he could see straight through me so soon, I do all that I can in that moment which is to give him a nod.

  “Now without meaning to sound like a spoilt brat and by my reckoning, I’m the only one who hasn’t had an orgasm yet. So, decide between yourselves who’s riding my dick and who I’m gonna make come with my mouth.”

  This time it’s me and Max who chuckle and shake our heads at his bluntness.

  “No-one needs to be using their mouths at all this time. Trust me we can all have some dick and you can still get your orgasm.” Max says.

  “Billie sweetheart, get on your knees and hold onto the headboard like your life depends on it and don’t let go.” Max instructs me.

  So, quickly doing as I’m told I scramble from between the two men and get into my position quickly. When I’ve done as I’m told I feel the bed dip as they stand, they both stand next to the bed and share a kiss.

  Fuck me, my body is burning up all over again.

  I swear they do it on purpose because they know it turns me on even more.

  Max is the first one to pull away and turns to the bedside table behind him, where he quickly yanks the small draw open and grabs two condoms. The realisation on Vin’s face is priceless. Max doesn’t have to say anything for me to know what’s gonna happen on this bed. He’s going to fuck me and Vin is going to fuck him. Just having that image in my head has me panting, but what happens next gets my juices dripping from me before either one has even touched me again.

  Max drops to his knees in front of Vin, grabbing his arse in one hand pulling him closer to him. Then without a second thought he licks Vin's cock from root to tip with his tongue. My mouth hangs open at the sheer sight of it. It’s long, hard, and thick, it looks like it could do some serious damage to another person.

  A sudden loud moan pulls me back to the sight before me. Max now has his hand wrapped around the base of Vin’s dick and is fitting as much of him as he can in his mouth. His cheeks hollow and I can hear him breathing through his nose.

  You can definitely tell he’s done that before.

  That thought is sobering, but I don’t let it ruin the here and now. It’s far too much fun.

  When Max’s sucking gets too much for him and he can’t take anymore, Vin takes him by his broad shoulders and pulls him up to standing.

  “Put the rubber on me Max. I need to fuck you… now.”

  Not one to waste any time, Max does as Vin tells him to. Quickly ripping the foil packet with his teeth before rolling it down what I shall now nickname the Monster Dick. When Vin is taken care of, Max repeats the same actions only on himself this time.

  Climbing back on the bed, Max takes position behind me, spreading my legs further apart as he goes. Even though I can’t see that far behind me I know Vin as done the same behind Max.

  “We all go in together.” Max orders.

  Giving grunts as our answers, Max lines himself up at my entrance as he takes deep in and out breaths.

  “Now you’re ready for me.” Vin informs Max.

  I’m guessing he had to lube him up first.

  With one swift thrust of his hips, Max is in me up to the hilt. We call out in pleasure and pain as Vin does the same to Max.

  “Holy mother of god.” I scream, just as Max pushes forward again hitting my cervix as he goes deeper.

  With each thrust of hips and with me pushing back on to Max, we all moan and scream that little bit louder. I’m pretty sure if anyone walked past this suite, they would think someone was being murdered.

  I can’t hold back my orgasm any longer, the longer this goes on the more it’s going to tear me into two.

  “Max, Vin… I can’t stop it. I’m coming so hard right now.”

  Just like that I prove my point when I squirt my juices all over Max’s cock and down my thighs.

  “Fuck, Queen Bea. That was so hot. You have to do it again.”

  Picking up a speed I didn’t think was possible in this type of threesome, they both go wild. Sending my head in a spin and without warning, Max holds onto my hips so tight as all three of us experience what I would call the most amazing orgasms of our lives.

  Chapter Thirteen

  Vin

  I’m a grown ass man and I want to fucking cry.

  In all my life I’ve never felt a connection the way I just have with one person let alone two. I know I wasn’t technically fucking Billie, but I felt every move of our hips and heard every single one of our cries of pleasure. They all meant something, they weren’t just happening for the sake of it.

  Pulling slowly out of Max’s arse, he follows me and pulls out of Billie. Who the minute she’s let loose collapses flat on the bed and buries her face in the pillow as her body heaves up and down.

  Discarding our condoms, both me and Max lie either side of her, each of us wrapping arms and legs around one another until we’re a mass of tangled bodies. If I died now, I’d die a happy man. The only thing stopping me from being completely thrilled is that I still have to keep all this a secret for Max’s sake, if not Billie’s too.

  Looking over at him from where I’m lying on my side, I�
��ve never seen him so content. His body isn’t rigid with fear. He’s relaxed and for once in his life I think he’s one hundred percent happy.

  “Well, I have to give you boys credit. You certainly know what you’re doing.” Billie pipes up, breaking the silence that came over us all and breaking me from my thoughts.

  Me and Max both lightly laugh at her compliment but don’t say anything, we both just stare at each other and then smile.

  They are both happy,

  Hearing a loud banging in the distance, I quickly jump up from the bed and fall on my arse as I try to untangle myself from the sleeping bodies next to me.

  The loud bang comes again, it’s then I realise someone is knocking on the door.

  “What the fuck?” Max says, as he yawns and sits up.

  “Someone's at the door, and I don’t think they’re going away any time soon with the way they are trying to knock the door down.”

  “Max. Get your lazy sorry arse out of bed.” We hear Johnny shout from the other side of the door.

  “Fuck. He can’t come in here. I can’t let them find out this way.”

  Max starts to panic as he gets out of bed and pulls on some clothes.

  “Max chill, will you? Johnny already knows we’ve been sleeping together.” Billie says, her voice still scratchy from just waking up. “Just close the bedroom door, you and Vin go out there as if he’s been waiting for you to get a move on. I’ll come out as if we’ve just spent the night together and you’ve both been waiting for me. It’s quite easy when you think about it.”

  This woman is a freaking genius.

  Without thinking about what do next, we all jump into action. I pull on my suit from yesterday. Hopefully he won’t notice it’s the same one, because all my work suits look the same anyway. Max, goes into the bathroom, leaving me to answer the door to Johnny. Billie grabs her dress and underwear from various places before running back to the bedroom and shutting the door behind her. All the contentment I saw last night has soon evaporated from Max, he’s on edge now. So, Billie’s plan has to work.

  Acting all casual, I head to the door and open it just as Johnny as his hand raised to bang on it again.

  “Yo, what’s up John? The fucker slept in again. I’ve been here ages waiting for him to move his arse.”

  The lie just rolls right off my tongue.

  “I’ve been banging on the door for ages why didn’t you answer?”

  “I was on the phone, couldn’t get my sister to shut the fuck up.”

  Seriously? How am I even coming out with this shit right now?

  He pushes past me and comes further into the suite, looking over at the bedroom door I wait for one of them to come and help me with this shit.

  “Oh right, sisters can be the worse. I’ve seen the shit Liam's had with his before.”

  Before I get the chance to say anything, Billie opens the bedroom door, pulling her dress over head as she walks through it.

  “Argh, I see now why that twat wasn’t alive at a reasonable hour with the rest of us.” Johnny says, as he smirks at Billie’s appearance.

  “Hey. It’s not my fault he gets tired after our work out. He shouldn’t be so unfit,” she bites back.

  Just then Max then comes strolling out the bedroom behind her with a towel wrapped around his waist.

  “About fucking time, what time do you call this fucknut? You’ve missed breakfast with Liam and Melissa before they left for their honeymoon.” Johnny asks Max exasperated.

  I don’t know why he gets like this with him, he knows what Max is like. That man isn’t moving for anyone until he’s ready to.

  “Calm your tits, will you? It’s not like I’m not going see that knobrot again, he’ll be back in two weeks. Then I’ve got spend every, single, fucking day with him in the studio.”

  Giving Billie a kiss on the cheek as he passes her to grab a bottle of a water from the mini fridge.

  “If you’ve come here just to chew my ear off then don’t bother, Vin’s already beat you to it this morning.”

  I swear he should be an actor, not in a band.

  “Well for starters, it’s no longer morning it’s mid-afternoon. Secondly I just thought it would have been nice for us all to give him and Mel a nice send off into married life.” Johnny carries on.

  Max rolls his eyes at John as he passes him and plonks his arse down on the sofa.

  “Look John, you can moan at me all you want. It’s not gonna change the fact that I wasn’t there. If it makes you happy, I’ll drop the fucker a text and wish him the best of luck.”

  Me and Billie start to laugh slightly at his sarcasm, but Johnny isn’t finding any of this funny. Whipping his head in our direction, Johnny gives us an evil stare which stops us from laughing instantly.

  “Don’t encourage him you two, it just makes him worse.” With that said he goes back into stare down mode with Max.

  “Argh fuck this shit, there's just no use in trying with you.”

  “Exactly.” Max smiles knowing he’s won this battle with Johnny.

  “I’m a lost cause, but you love me anyway.” He smirks at Johnny, but Johnny just throws his hands up in the air and mumbles something about it being debatable some days. He then stomps past me and Billie and out the suite door, and slamming it behind him as he goes.

  The minute he’s gone we all sigh in relief, that was a close call.

  It’s been almost two weeks since Liam's wedding and that amazing night we all had together. Since that night we’ve all been sneaking about and seeing each other when we can. Mainly at Max’s house because that’s where he told us he feels the safest. Since that day when Johnny almost caught us, we’ve been extra careful. It’s not what neither me or Billie want but we do it for Max. If we had our way, I know we would be out in the open with our relationship and fuck what anyone else thinks.

  That's not my decision to make, or Billie’s.

  It’s Max’s.

  If I want to keep this going, whatever it is we have between us, then I have to play by his rules. Before we even added Billie into the mix, I knew that Max was becoming more than just a shag to me. He had somehow managed to claw his way inside of me physically and emotionally. I can’t tell him though, not with the constant fear and self-doubt that he carries around on his shoulders every day. If I tell him I know he will walk away from me. I’ll be the one left standing on my own because I’m the part of his life that scares him the most. Everyone knows about him and Billie in their small circle of friends. It’s me that's kept in the dark. He’s far away from me, yet so near.

  When we’re out in public I have to stand there and protect them, do my job. I pretend it’s not cracking my heart inch by inch when I see them together out in the open with their hands and mouths all over each other. I should be with them. Showing the world just how much they, both now mean to me, because let's not forget Billie in all of this. That woman is one on her own, unique even.

  In the eight years I’ve done this job or my life in fact, not once have I ever come across a woman like her. She’s so open and passionate about what she believes in. When she cares about someone or something, she does it fiercely and no-one is going to stop her. I know she loves Max. I can see it in her eyes, the way they light up and gloss over when he walks into a room. Or even when he’s being a dick with the guys she still smiles. There’s also the same worry I have, she hides it well, but I see it. She’s petrified he’s going to leave her. She doesn’t have to voice it, I just know it’s there because when she thinks no-one is looking, I see it. I see the pain that’s written all over her face. It’s the same as mine. We both love him, he just doesn’t see it. He doesn’t think he’s worth anyone’s love, let alone the love of two people.

  Chapter Fourteen

  Max

  Can someone tell me what the fuck I have gotten myself into?

  I know I’ve done some stupid shit over the years, but I’m pretty certain I’ve ma
de the biggest mistake of my life.

  Why did I ever think that allowing Billie and Vin into my bed was a good idea? I know why, because I’m a selfish man who wanted the best of both worlds. Only now it’s coming back to bite me on the arse tenfold. I thought by bringing Billie and Vin together we could all have some fun.

  Turns out I was wrong.

  For me, it’s turned into something so much more and it scares the ever-living shit out of me.

  I’m Max Lymer, famous bassist for Syren and legendary playboy. Shit like this doesn’t happen to me. I learnt a long time ago that feelings and love is for wimps. Allowing myself to have them kind of thoughts is only going to end up with me getting hurt. Or worse the people who I know have taken root in my black heart will get hurt. It’s what I do. I get my kicks then I will go out of my way to do something just to make a point that I’m unlovable. Just like my Dad always said I was.

  “You want another one fuckface?” Johnny comes strolling into his living room and hands me another Budweiser, effectively ending all thoughts of love and mushy shit.

  “Cheers,” I say as I unscrew the cap and take a good mouthful. This is just what I needed, some normality. Just shooting the shit with the guys and winding their wives up. Only we’re still minus Liam, that turd brain is still of sunning himself on his honeymoon. He’s back in two days and then we have to get back in the studio and back to the grind. In all honesty, I can’t wait. Hopefully having something else to focus on will take me away from all the other shit I’ve got swimming around in my peanut sized brain, before I end up in a padded cell. If I carry on the way I have been I may as well have a pussy and be a god damn girl.

  “You’re quiet, Max. You okay?” Allie asks me, snapping me out of my reverie. After giving my head a quick wobble, I answer her.