Chapter 17 #2
“My pain waiting for you, Viv. I didn’t mind, but fuck, it hurt.
It hurt to see you cry when I didn’t know why.
It hurt to see you sad when I knew I could make you happy.
It hurt to see everyone else fall in love while I was alone.
It was so goddamn bittersweet watching kings find their queens while mine…
” Fuck, here I go. I swallow. “While mine has been sitting right in front of me, but I couldn’t have her. ”
“Oh, Jace.” She leaps to her knees, cupping my jaw. “I didn’t mean to hurt you. I was just trapped, and—”
“I know.” I clasp her hands. “I didn’t know why, but now I do. And now, I’m gonna kill our enemies, my father, and your ex-husband. I’m going to free us, I swear.”
She thinks I’m kidding, or she doesn’t care. She skips right past all of that and focuses on me, worrying. “But your pain. Is it gone?”
I anchor to her eyes. “It is now.”
“But how…” She blinks. “How did Nash and Vale help with your pain before now? I won’t judge; I just want to share everything with you.”
My worry evaporates. Vivian’s not hurt, and I’m relieved. But still, I don’t want her ever to question that she’s had my heart, even if my dick has been…
“Vale calls it non-penetrative outercourse.”
A smile tugs at her lips. “Which is?”
Did her nipples just harden?
“Which has only been a few times when I was fucking miserable without you, but it involves Nash fucking Vale while they rub their bodies on mine.” Tell her the whole truth. “More specifically, it’s Nash rubbing his dick over mine while he’s fucking Vale’s pussy.”
Her lips part. Her nipples definitely harden, and my dick raises its head. She looks way too aroused by this. “Are you and Nash—”
“I don’t fucking know.” I heave resignedly.
“Vale says it’s natural. Many animals rub their genitals together because it feels good.
Males to males. Females to females. And—” Fuck, I sound like Vale.
Where’s my PhD? “And we don’t name it. We’ve just done it a few times when I was lonely and horny for you, and they helped me. ”
Her teeth grab her bottom lip, slowly letting it pop free with her question, “Tell me how you do it.”
Oh, fuck.
I smirk. “Is this turning you on, Smokeshow?”
Coyly, she shrugs. “Maybe.”
Like maybe and hell yes, this woman is made for me.
“Mmm.” I rise on my knees, joining her, my dick rising with me. I took off my wet underwear and wiped off my cum-splattered chest an hour ago. They’re on the floor, I’m nude, she’s mine, and here we go again. “No maybes, Vivian. Let’s make sure you definitely enjoy my explanation.”
She doesn’t resist as I lie her back and drag her panties off before I rest beside her. Tracing my fingertips up her bare thighs, leaving goosebumps in the wake of my touch, I demand, “Now be a good girl and spread your legs for me while I tell you a dirty story.”
She gazes up at me, her breath changing as she submits. But I don’t touch where she’s weeping wet for me. I leave her open and waiting as I tempt her.
“Do you want to know what I do with Nash?” I rut my hard cock against her thigh. “Does the thought of men rubbing their hard dicks together turn you on?”
Her back arches. “Yes.”
I brush my fingertips up over her bare pussy lips, swirling them over the small diamond of golden hair she’s groomed over her soft mound.
“Such a good girl.” I hum. “You left some sexy hair for me to play with.” Gently, I tug her tuft toward her belly button, exposing her hard clit.
She gasps as I taunt, “See, Vivian? Touching pussies is fun, and that’s what we did.
” I keep lightly tugging her pussy hair, watching her writhe as I share, “I was on my back, and Vale was straddling me. She was teasing her clit over my dick, while I could feel Nash’s hard cock sliding over mine and fucking her pussy. I could feel both of them, and—”
“Like what we just did?” she asks breathlessly, and it makes me raging hard.
“Nothing will ever be like what we did or what we’ll ever do together, Vivian.
” I steam over her lips, while I stroke the ones between her thighs.
“My dick could feel them fucking, while I wanted to be fucking you. I could feel Nash’s cum dripping out of Vale’s pussy, and it made me come, imagining it was your pussy.
Wanting to see my cum dripping from your sweet cunt before I lick it up and fuck you again. ”
“Oh god, Jace, please.” She spreads her thighs wider.
Tenderly, I circle her exposed clit. Ruthlessly, I confess to her, “I’ve jerked off watching them fuck, wishing it was me, fucking you like an animal.
” She moans. “I’ve held Vale open, rubbing my dick between her ass cheeks while I felt Nash fucking her ass, because I will fuck your ass one day, Vivian.
” Her eyes roll. Her thighs shake. “I laid down and let Nash kneel between my legs while Vale knelt behind him and reached around, fisting our dicks together.”
“Oh god, that’s hot.” She gasps, her back bowing, my finger strumming her clit.
“Mmm, Vivian. But you know what was even hotter?” I tease my fingertip around her leaking entrance, rubbing my palm over her hard clit.
“It was as Vale was stroking my dick over Nash’s, she was calling him Daddy while she fucked his ass.
She made our dicks come together while I imagined you fucking my ass. ”
“Oh, god, Jace. God.” She bucks, groaning, hypnotic as she comes apart before my eyes, her pussy glossing my fingers.
Fuck, she’s beautiful. Fuck, I’m found.
With panting breath, she opens her eyes, barely able to focus on me. “Do you really want that?”
I hover over her rasping lips. “I want everything with you, Vivian.”
With a shaking hand, she tries to wrap her fingers around my throbbing dick. It’s close enough, and heaven as I groan. “Oh fuck yes, Smokeshow. Jerk me off while you tell me what you want.”
She turns my way, pressing her lips to my neck, kissing, barely biting, and driving me wild. “I want to call you Daddy while you fuck my ass.”
My eyelids slam closed. I groan, holding back the beast. “Oh fuck, yes. Be a good girl and tell me more.”
“I want you to stand with Nash, and—”
A rattle of chiming phones, our phones, jerks our aroused bodies apart.
I bark in a haze. “What the fuck is that ringtone?”
“Goats screaming,” she answers. “It’s him. What’s yours?”
I fight for focus. “‘Thunderstruck’ by AC/DC. It’s Delphine.”
We exchange looks, our lust melting away, our logic rushing in.
“Fuck.” I scramble off the bed to get my phone. I left it by my gun and jacket on her table. “This only means one thing.”
Vivian jumps up, darting for her closet where her phone must be. “He’s on the move?”
“No,” I growl. “He’s on his way.”