“What about school and…” I start, realizing that I would need to subject my life to theirs.
“You living here with us doesn’t mean that we’ll cut you away from civilization and the world you know,” Zarael starts laughing, as if that’s the most ludicrous thing he’s ever heard. “Bikes are our lives. But, as you could have seen for yourself, we’ve all got different interests. We like different things. You can be sure that we’d do our best to help you with yours. If you want to study, you can enroll online. I mean, that’s easy nowadays. Theron here’s got all the books you’d ever need and if you do end up needing more, we’ll get you more.”
“We know that you’d be sacrificing a lot to stay here with us, but in return, we would live to serve you,” Dex speaks softly and this is the last thing I’d expect to hear from him. Obedience to someone other than himself. “We would keep you safe and loved and protected.”
“A girl could get used to that,” I beam a smile of happiness.
Chapter 26
Dex
I’m not really sure who started it, but I know we’re all thinking about it. The look on Isabel’s face when I touch her underneath the blanket makes me swallow a groan. Fuck, she’s gorgeous. Our baby is going to be out of this world. It doesn’t matter which one of us will be the baby’s real dad, because we will all play that part. Her thirsty, dreamy eyes are ready for round two. I feel we all are.
The way she’s staring at me makes my dick hard, harder than last night. If I don’t feel her warm insides again, this agony will be endless. I flex my muscles, letting Theron start. As he kisses her, I go down on her. I can barely hear her soft moans, but they’re there. I smell her arousal, grunting in reply at the sight of the dry blood that trickled out of her last night. She was a virgin?
I quickly rewind the whole thing in my mind. Virgins probably brought in more money than girls whose flower saw much watering, to use a phrase Theron would probably like. I thought I could smell virgins. When I’d talk to a girl, I’d usually know. I’d sometimes know even if she had sex in the last 24 hours or so. That’s how good my nose is. Or, maybe was. Because, I wasn’t able to smell that on her. Her fear was overpowering. That’s probably what put me off track. She oozed fear, there was so much of it on her before.
“You were a virgin?” I ask and the guys immediately stop.
She looks at me and then at Theron and Zarael, hiding herself, as if we hadn’t seen her already. You gotta love that late sense of modesty.
“Well, before last night, yeah. I… I thought you knew,” she whispers. She looks flushed, like she’s embarrassed of what others would pay tons of money for. Both women and men.
“I didn’t know,” I shake my head. “Did you guys know?”
Theron speaks up, “Her first question last night, she said she’d had no sexual experience.”
“I forgot,” I say, feeling elated. I know I sound ridiculous, but it caught me off guard. I’ve deflowered girls before and not just a few. But this is different. Amazingly different.
“I’m… sorry,” she bows down her head, blush coating her sweet cheeks.
I cup her chin with my fingers, tilting her head up. Is she crazy or what? Apologizing for this…
“There is nothing to be sorry about,” I tell her. “Actually, this is the best news you could have given us.”
“R-really?” she asks, still whispering. Her eyes are hopeful, loving. That’s all I ever want to see when I look at them.
Her head moves down into a little nod and I lean in for a kiss. Possessive. Powerful. She presses into me harder, which is good. There’s no way we’ll ever let her go. Ever. my insides are boiling. Our teeth occasionally clash and I want to go back down, to lick away that blood that she was so embarrassed of.
I pull back, then go down. Theron is the kisser, so I let him have it. I’m bound on making her feel even better than last night, making her forget all about her insecurities, about her wishes to go back. She’s ours. She’s staying here, with us. I glance up at her, she and Theron sharing a fierce kiss. Zarael’s fingers are trailing the line of her breasts, as we all wait for her hot little body to melt into ours again.
I pull the blanket away, revealing our entangled bodies to the world. This is our world. If someone doesn’t like what they see, they can get the fuck out of here. A growl vibrates in my throat, begging to be let out. The animal is awake. It wants to devour; it wants to eat until it bursts. I spread her legs; her pussy already swollen with anticipation. I glance at her; her gaze is averted. Both Theron and Zar are positioning themselves in front of her. Good. She can focus on them, while I focus on her.
I lick her clit just a little and she squirms, her back arching, hips pulling up, closer to me. I grin. Her sweet, pink flesh is now slightly reddened. My tongue laps it up. She tastes wild, like ambrosia. For a moment, the beast in me wants to claim her for myself. Just myself. So innocent and sweet, she’s unlike anything I’ve seen before, unlike anything I’ve tasted before. I know the guys feel the same way, too. I can’t… We agreed to share. My mind wants to say she’s fucking mine. I need to quiet that voice.
I keep licking her soft pink pussy, hearing her breathless moans makes me go crazy. I wonder if she ever thought that we could give her so much pleasure. I lick her again, going inside of her. She tastes so good. She is busy with two cocks in her mouth, but I know that soft waves of pleasure are shaking her to the very core. I want to make her come, over and over again and then I want to fuck her brains out. Everything in me is roaring, fired up. My cock is swollen, hard. It needs release. But not before she gets hers. I start sucking on her clit, as her legs start shaking. She’s so fragile, so sweet. Sometimes, I forget. A vow of protection rings inside my mind, a vow we’ve already made to her.
Hungrily, I dive into her, kissing my way deeper, into the soft flesh, her velvet underground. I can smell her arousal; I can taste it. Proof of her desire, her love for us. If I ever doubted that she is the one, that doubt has vanished last night, never to appear again. She cums quickly, effortlessly, spilling herself onto my tongue, her juices oozing. I slurp them up, pulling my body over hers and sliding my painful cock inside. I want to feel her trembling on the inside. I start grinding slowly, but I hear her moan for more. Of course, I obey. I start fucking her wild, crazy, my eyes closed. Her folds open up to let me in, wet, making that slurping sound and I explode deep inside of her, with a single final thrust.
Totally wasted, I slide to her side, my hand on her cheek, kissing her soft lips. She is barely able to take a breath. Theron spoons her from the other side, as my hands cup her perfectly perky breasts. Her body follows Theron’s rhythm and he, too quickly finishes inside of her. Zar was happy with a wet blow job and is already lying next to us, completely spent.
Her eyes are closed. Her body is gleaming with the sunlight spilling over her. I don’t think I’ve ever seen anything so gorgeous, so perfectly innocent and worthy of someone’s love and protection. I almost want to find Leo just to thank him and show my appreciation by letting him run away far from here and never returning. But, that’s out of the question.
I take the blanket and I cover her with it. She shivers a little. The fire has gone out ages ago, but it’s not cold.
“You guys relax a little more,” Theron gets up, putting on his t-shirt, which barely covers his ass and I look away. I don’t mind looking at it while we’re in the heat of the moment, but the heat’s gone now. “I’ll go make breakfast.”
“You rock,” Zar mumbles and he nestles on Isabel’s soft breasts. She lays a kiss on his forehead and I smile.