“It kills me to say this when I wanted to give all of you a chance. I’ve gone over this from every angle clinically and spiritually. I didn’t think it was going to come down to a kiss but it does. It’s almost laughable when you think of the fable of the princess and the frog. Only one person was going to release him from the curse. It just goes to show you what fairy tales can contribute to real life.” I was procrastinating but the truth wasn’t going to change no matter how long I waited to reveal it.
“You don’t have to say anything, it’s written all over your face. The way that you look at them is a dead giveaway. We all know it and are afraid to say it but let me give voice to what you can’t. You want the Black family and I will grudgingly step aside,” Donovan said the words I couldn’t and the only thing I could do was nod my head in the affirmative.
There was a chorus of people mumbling underneath their breath. They slowly gravitated toward the door but Donovan was the last holdout. He stood in front of me and he didn’t look very happy.
“I know I shouldn’t ask this but what was it that made up your mind? I know you said it was the kiss, yet I feel like you are leaving something out to spare my feelings. I’m a big boy and I can handle just about anything you can throw at me. Let me guess. My brothers weren’t convincing. I can’t blame them. They both have futures they want to pursue outside of the Clan. I guess I’m going to have to grin and bear it. I give you my blessing but there are others who will stop at nothing to prevent your coronation. I would consider it an honor to be your personal protector.” A true leader was right in front of me but I couldn’t ask him to go to such
extreme lengths when it wasn’t his duty.
“I appreciate the offer but I’m going to have to decline. It wouldn’t be right and we both know it. Trust that I know what I’m doing.” It sounded believable but in my heart, I was shaking like a leaf, with my whole body trembling with fear and anticipation of the big night.
“You’re braver than I gave you credit for. I was wrong to try to manipulate you. Daniel was a good soldier and I don’t know what else to say. Apologizing doesn’t seem like enough but, rest assured, I will be watching to make sure they’re treating you right. You deserve the best possible outcome. They had the unfair advantage of getting to know you but at least you didn’t let that influence your decision.” He kissed the top of my forehead and I felt his fatherly concern.
I was finally alone with the three of them and the stroke of midnight announced what was inevitable. They walked ahead of me down the hall to a door leading into the bowels of the church. It was gloomy and unromantic until they unveiled a masterpiece in the making.
I stood in absolute silence embracing the warmth of the candles lighting the way to the bed in the center of the room.
This was where the magic was going to happen.
Chapter Thirteen
They were dressed conservatively, all in black, and I sat on the bed dangling my bare feet toward them. A seductive smile was a good way to break the ice and I remembered vividly, with a clarity that almost scared me, how much pleasure they had given me, fleetingly, a few hours ago. It actually made everything better but Crosby was the odd man out. It wasn’t fair for them to taste the fruit that they had plucked and Crosby was left out.
I stopped them from taking off their clothes with a finger in the air, waving back and forth, chastising them for attempting to do something that I wanted to do myself. The landscape was muscular and the voodoo love spell I was under was turning me on. I still felt a little hesitant with my breath short and my hands visibly trembling. I swallowed hard, there was a nervous sexual energy in the air thick enough to cut with a knife.
I slowly disrobed, one button after the other revealing pieces of my porcelain skin. There was a wave of electricity and I ceased all movement, barely able to look at them in the eyes. A moment to reflect was all that it took, to make me realize this was what I wanted.
“We understand this is a lot to handle and we want you to know we feel the same way. It might not seem like it but we’ve never met a woman like you. There’s something special about you.” Wesley was playing the mediator, letting his syrupy words conduct a symphony between my legs.
“I’ve never done anything like this before. I’m sure every woman has thought about it at some point but never thought in a million years they would actually do it. The three of you have made this easy but I still have reservations. I know all of you better than the back of my hand and yet we’ve never met face to face until recently.” I wasn’t some kind of trophy to be passed around and I considered myself a lady with a lot to offer.
The red silk sheets were a nice texture against my fingers and I was having this sexual awakening. My mind conjured up several different positions consisting of three men. It hardly scratched the surface.
“We can take this as slow as you want. Just remember we would never consciously hurt you. Getting to know you after all these years has shown us what a remarkable young lady you have turned out to be. It has been my pleasure to see you blossom.” It appeared Wesley wasn’t the only one who could say the right things and Callan was pulling out all the stops to put me in the right frame of mind.
Crosby walked over and knelt at my feet on one knee. He took my hand and placed the palm against his lips, where he gently kissed the sensitive skin, to make me stare at him unabashedly. They weren’t about manhandling the merchandise and were treating me with the respect I deserved. It was the little things like the twinkle in his eyes to encourage me to give them a chance. They didn’t gang up on me but they watched intently from the shadows dancing over the wall, courtesy of the lighted candles.
I shivered and gulped looking Crosby in the eyes. He popped the last buttons with expert care, to let me feel the warmth of his hands on my bare shoulders. I really wanted more, but the words escaped me, hanging by a thread on the tip of my tongue. He kissed me softly and the world melted around me until we were the only two people in the room. His tongue gently pried open my lips where he found an invitation to pursue.
A very low whimper had him pushing me back onto the bed with my sky blue blouse flung haphazardly into the air. It was a good thing I'd had the semblance of mind to grab my pile of clothing, when I had made a mad dash for the car after being hunted like an animal.
Crosby had a body to admire and to worship but he was wearing way too many clothes. I quickly rectified that miscarriage of justice with my eager hands hastily and awkwardly pulling at his buttons.
His five o'clock shadow rubbed against my face and I had an image of him between my legs, scratching the inside of my thighs with those bristles. His tongue ignited the nerve endings on the palate of my mouth, tickling and sending those signals in a southerly direction. My legs squirmed underneath him and they spread with my leather skirt riding high on my hips, exposing the stain of my arousal inside my virginal white lace panties. His finger made contact and I could feel the pad of his thumb against my clit through the fabric.
I sighed deeply when the kiss ended, breathing a little quicker than normal. He was getting the job done and building the pressure until something was going to give. It was about letting go and taking a chance by jumping into the deep end without water wings. His mouth was on my neck licking in tiny circles, to hold me hostage to the orgasm that was laying dormant, ready to awaken.
My eyes were glazed over, unfocused, but I could see through the slits how the other two were advancing slowly, one step at a time. The hand between my legs was joined by two others until the ripping of the material made my heart stop for one single moment in time. My bare mound was touched and fondled with whispers of impropriety in the air.
“God help me… I want this more than I am willing to admit. I’ve often thought about what the three of you might look like. I have to say I have these strange and wonderful feelings but they are different for each one of you. Together you make the perfect man and I have the bonus of three spectacularly muscular guys at my mercy.” My legs were lifted and I felt Callan place them over his strong and capable shoulders.
Something wet and sticky touched my cheek and I turned to greet the cock sticking out of Wesley’s pants. I was running hot and burning up from the inside out. There were these little pops of color and nothing else mattered.
My mouth opened and my hand gravitated toward the base of Wesley’s cock. I was lighting him up with flickers of my tongue to encourage his bad behavior of thrusting his hips into my face. It was like we had known each other all of our lives, completely uninhibited and ready to take it to the next level. I threaded my fingers up and down his length, soaking it with my spit, to taste the product of his arousal on the tip leaking profusely.
They had raised me up into the light and I felt like I was on this pedestal in a superior position. My body arched and the only piece of clothing I was wearing was my skirt hiked up around my waist. This was a turning point in the fork in the road.
This was not a question but a lesson of being completely open to the possibilities. My knees had parted over his shoulders and Callan’s hot breath was that unpredictable factor. I was going to lose my virginity and I couldn’t think of a better way than to let them in. His tongue slithered up and down those lips avoiding direct contact with my clit which was begging for attention. I could actually feel it throbbing in expectation and then I moaned around the head of Wesley’s cock.