My Summer Girl

Chapter Fourteen

Raevar

Crazy – K-Ci JoJo

After Dulce left withVex, I disappeared. A big part of me wanted to watch them, to see their dynamic and experience the energy between them. But the moral part of me that already stalked her for days, leaving her little flowers along the way, told me this was their moment.

Vex is a beautiful creature. They’re delicate and harsh mixed in a bowl and dusted with lust. I couldn’t keep my eyes off of them as they devoured Dulce with their eyes. It’s like nothing existed in that moment but her.

There’s something about their interactions with her that I crave. Not once has someone given me that kind of attention.

When I came back this morning with Dulce’s port, I was taken to the front door.

After knocking, Nyxie eyes me with charm. “Back again, big guy?”

I nod, knowing I can’t stay away. Whether it’s to keep Dulce for myself or my queen, I’m taking her. Vex will have to let her go.

Can they?

I wouldn’t be able to. I’d hold her so close, protect her, and make sure no one could take her from me.

“We have a delicious event this evening,” they announce, waving me inside. I note the lightness today. It’s almost like a welcoming warmth instead of the dark macabre vibe from last night.

“Event?”

I’m still new to the lingo of this place, but an event could mean anything at this point. Their lips tilt in a smirk, a cruel shimmer reflecting back at me.

“Our house favorite will be presenting for the first time. She’s a delicious little thing—thick thighs, soft tummy, and delectable tits.”

The way they speak of her like she’s a meal surprises me, but they could easily be describing anyone. The intrinsic part of me addicted to the peachy woman who invades my thoughts tells me it’s Dulce.

“What’s the performance?”

They lead me to the Viewing Room. Today, it’s browns and warmth, bookshelves, giving it a somewhat academic appearance.

“Our little Dulce is playing the part of a student. One, who against her professor’s wish, can’t seem to listen very well.”

My cock twitches in my pants, thinking of Dulce in a skirt, heels, and stepping on me with a demanding finger waggling, forcing me to do her bidding.

Solera help me.

I’ll do anything she asks.

“She’s going to be punished by her professor. They will be swatting her with a ruler, and her cunt will glisten and drip for the masses like the little greedy pet she is.”

“Can anyone watch?”

“Tonight, yes. She’s putting on a show for everyone to judge and ridicule her.”

Fuck. This can’t happen.

Part of me wants her on display, legs wide, slick running down her thighs, whimpers echoing in the room, but the selfish and possessive part of me that doesn’t understand the connection I feel? That part wants to kidnap her, bring her to Solera, stop this from happening.

As my cock throbs in my pants, I realize it’ll probably be what wins out in the end.

“Does she want this?”

Nyxie’s eyes meet mine, absolute hunger resides there, as if they’ve been waiting for this moment forever.

“Oh, yes. Dulce requested this specifically. Well, Vex did.”

A tinge of anger rises in me. Are they taking advantage of their connection? No. They wouldn’t. Even without knowing them, I can feel the bond they share. Might not understand it, but it’s tangible enough to recognize.

Being Orukna, bonds are easy to spot. The magic is similar to ports. They are a rope, whether invisible or not.

“Very well,” I rasp, knowing I’ll need to make myself disappear until then.

I touch my pin resting over my chest, knowing that even off-realm, I can feel Vera. She’s there, always. It’s a connection I often take for granted, and with a big sigh, I reaffirm my mission.

Find her love.

Dulce will be that love, even if Vex doesn’t want to share.

Hopefully she doesn’t hate me for what I’m about to do.

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THE NIGHT COMES SWIFTLY, and as soon as I see her, my body hums. I’m not sure what draws me to her. It’s a system shock for me, but there’s no denying it.

She arrives in a dress. It’s black, tight, like there isn’t a breadth of space between the cloth and her skin. The craving to peel it off of her, undress her like she’s a present made specifically for me, runs rampant in my mind.

This is going to be a problem, this desire and addiction I have to someone I’ve not actually met. She doesn’t know I exist, and yet, I will do anything to see her smile again like yesterday.

I go upstairs, luckily avoiding Vex once again, and place another sunflower on the bed, knowing she won’t know it’s from me.

But one day I’ll tell her.

I’ll explain my inability to stay away and the crippling necessity to see her dimples as she smiles. As soon as I move from the bed, the door cracks open.

“Vex?”

I jolt to the side of the bed, hiding from her immediate view. As she comes in, closing the door behind her, I slip inside the closet. Not knowing how she misses the big hulking Orukna that is me, I watch.

Her eyes widen and she lets out a little happy gasp. Bringing the flower to her nose, she smiles. It’s soft, so genuine, and full of glee.

“Oh, Vex,” she swoons, twirling. Jealousy tangles inside me, festering enough to let out the littlest growl. Her head whips to the closest, but before she can investigate, the door opens.

“Little dove,” Vex warmly calls out. Their eyes land on hers, adoringly. I want to know what that feels like. To be revered and desired for in such a deep way.

“It’s only been a few hours and I missed you.”

They lean in, nipping her throat, and somehow, part of me feels a ghost of that sensation on my own throat.

It’s not unwelcome or undesired. If anything, chills skate down my skin, going straight to my groin.

What does this mean?

They kiss at her neck, her little whimpers making me solid in my pants. Their hands grip her throat, devouring her like a decadent dessert, not missing a single spoonful.

“If we don’t leave, I’m going to lay you out and fuck you until you beg me to stop,” Vex promises, nipping at her lip.

Desire hotter than a fire poker tingles across my spine, and for some reason, I want to be pressed between them. Touched and bitten like I’m a part of their little sandwich of lust.

“I won’t stop you,” she whimpers against their chest. “I haven’t been able to stop thinking about your cock and the way it stretched me.”

Heat flares across my skin and up my throat, and it’s such a new sensation that I’m running my meaty fingers through my hair. Sweat lines my forehead, and it feels like an inferno in this closet now. I’m attracted to both of them and very confused.

Maybe Vera wants Vex. Then I can have Dulce. Or maybe I can have them all somehow.

My mind goes back to what Nyxie said about the show tonight, and my chest furls with a tightfisted wave of protection.

“Sweet dove, you’re going to be the end of me. I’ll definitely have to make you wait. You’re already being a bad girl. Playing right into your role for tonight.”

“Think they’ll enjoy it?” she asks, hopefulness in her tone. “I worked really hard on the scene.”

They won’t be seeing her. I won’t let it happen... right?

Vex chuckles, deep and throaty. “They’re going to be coming in their trousers. They’d be blind not to want to be the one fucking you.”

“No sex.”

Their eyes narrow. Curiosity there. “Why’s that?”

“I don’t want them to see you.”

“Why not, dove?”

Her lips turn down at the corners, puckering into a pout. Then this lovely blush paints her cheeks. “You’re mine.”

“And you’re mine,” they argue, teasing but not cruel. “I want the world to experience your sighs and whimpers. Because they’ll know you’re unattainable. They’ll know you’re mine.”

And mine, I want to growl, but hold it back. Barely.

“No sex,” she reaffirms, her voice stronger this time. “You can have me after, when it’s only us.”

“Thought you wanted to share me?”

Share?

“Only if it feels right.”

Their head moves up and down in a nod before leaning forward and kissing her forehead. “Noted, my sweet dove. Only when it feels right.”

My body shudders at the promise in their voice, like they’re putting it out for me specifically to hear. Maybe it’ll be me.

Maybe I’m what and who is right.

What about Vera?

Shit.

I’m losing my footing here already. These two are confusing me and leading me astray. As they leave the room where I’m standing with a stiff dick and need thrumming in my veins, I can’t remember why I’m not supposed to lose track of myself.

Following a safe distance behind them, I trail behind. They take no time to get prepared.

“Get undressed in there, and change into this,” Nyxie suggests, handing Dulce lingerie that’ll leave nothing to the imagination, while Vex prepares elsewhere. I follow Dulce, wondering how I’ll be able to give her my port-path attached to her.

Then it hits me. I can bump into her or do a last-minute wardrobe change. Hurrying to the closet I’ve noted Nyxie standing by, I see a very schoolgirl type outfit that’ll fit the scene better. Attaching my port to the knot of the tie, I knock on the door she’s changing behind.

“Yes?” she asks, not opening the door.

Not knowing how to respond without giving myself away, I place the skirt, tie, and crop top, and another sunflower outside the room. Scurrying off, she doesn’t see me as she opens the door. Seeing the flower, her cheeks darken while she touches it.

She picks it up, closing the door behind her. I’m hoping she changes into it, or better yet, wears both.

I leave and lean against the far wall, acting aloof and unaffected. The very moment the scene begins and people gather around, me included, the lights dim.

Let the party begin.