Chapter 9
Looking up at the stands, I spot Yakov sitting with Sophia in his lap.
I wave as my teammates run off the field to the locker rooms. I’ve been playing rugby for years.
I got into it during college, and despite Yakov making fun of me relentlessly, he’s always been supportive of my love for the sport.
It took quite a bit of convincing for Yakov to agree to let Sophia come to today’s match.
We are still on lockdown, and I can admit it is a security risk to have her here, but it felt vital to me.
I don’t know why, but I was adamant they both attend.
Something about the two of them watching me…
it’s a rec league; it’s not like I’m pro or semi-pro.
I just wanted my people in the stands. And Sophia and Yak are my people.
The two most important people in my life.
Did I show off for them? Yes. Do I feel silly about it? Nope. My dick is eager to celebrate our win and fucking Sophia while Yak fucks me sounds like a great way to honor our victory.
Everyone is still on edge. Yak and Tev have been unable to find who hired the mercenaries, but they are working on it.
The women are nervous, and cabin fever is setting in.
Sophia has had nightmares every night since.
Her first therapy appointment went well, according to her, but she didn’t want to discuss any of it in detail.
Her appointments are once a week, and Yak and I are committed to helping her in any way we can.
The name of the game has been distraction.
Or dickstraction. I’ve never had so much sex and while I’m dehydrated, I ain’t mad about it.
I’m fairly well-adjusted, my fucked-up childhood didn’t adversely affect my outlook on love or life.
In the back of my mind, I always imagined I’d fall in love and settle down, have a few kids, and live in domestic bliss.
Occasionally, I thought of Yakov doing all of that with me.
Not living next door in his own Leave it to Beaver episode but living with me.
It always felt like something was missing though.
I didn’t think he felt the same, so mentioning my sexual attraction to him seemed moot.
Even in my wildest fantasies, though, the two of us playing house was an incomplete picture.
Sophia was the missing piece. In so many ways, she is what makes us whole and connects us.
And I am grateful to have found her. Grateful Ezra fucked a random stranger during an elevator ride and brought this sweet angel into our lives.
I hate the circumstances that had her sneaking into our suite or napping in our laps during the day…
but God, it brought everything to the surface, forcing Yak and I to recognize what we’ve long swept under the rug.
I don’t know that I ever believed in soulmates…but I do now.
“So, who’s that sitting in Yak’s lap?” Forrest asks and everyone seems eager to hear the answer. Men can pick on women all the time for being gossips, but I’ve never met a man who didn’t enjoy a little tea every now and then.
“That’s Sophia Goldman…she’s their girlfriend.” Deker, who works at Burning Bush, answers for me.
“Their?” Several voices echo in the locker room.
Astin slaps me on the back. “Turns out our Monty here is a kinky fucker.” He works at Exodus Freight.
“So, you two share her?” I growl at Dante and he holds his hands up in surrender. “Chill. I’m just trying to figure it out.”
“Yak, Sophia and I are in a committed, monogamous relationship.”
“The three of you?”
“Yes.”
“Is it you, Sophia, and Yak or Yak, you, and Sophia?”
“What?” Orren is confused, and so are a few others.
Deker chuckles. “He’s asking if there is any sword crossing.”
I’m gonna fuck somebody up.
“Sword cross—Oh, you and Yakov?”
“What about me and Yakov?”
“Nothing.” Orren responds immediately. “I just…you’re both so…who catches?”
“Jesus.” I drop my head back to my shoulders and chuckle.
I can’t even be mad, poor kid has so much to learn.
“I’m not discussing my sex life with you.
This might literally be a locker room, but I’m not engaging in locker room talk.
All you need to know is that I love them both with everything I’ve got, and I will defend them and our relationship by any means necessary. ”
“Hey, hey, hey. No need for that mafia mentality in here. We’re just curious.
It’s kind of out of left field.” Forrest tries to diffuse the tension.
“Have you and Yak been together this whole time? You didn’t have to keep your relationship a secret; we would have supported you and your prostate partner. ”
I lean against my locker and laugh. “Prostate partner?” Forrest shrugs with a goofy grin. “The three of us started dating a couple weeks ago. But it’s…it’s not casual.”
“We get it.”
“Get what?”
Dante opens his locker next to mine. “You and Yak have always been tight. We’re surprised but not surprised. It makes sense. And Sophia is the nicest of the Goldman girls, right?” I nod with a smile. She is the nicest, Blanche would be honored if someone noticed. “She’s the softness you two need.”
“She is.” I pat Dante on the back and grab my things for the shower. “Now, stop talking about my personal life, you gossiping busybodies. Let’s talk about our win.”
As I shower, I think about the non-sexy times we’ve had, laying in bed or on the couch talking.
Sophia was genuinely surprised to learn I played rugby and was interested in the details.
I would love to play at the next level but there’s no team around here and this is my home.
The Kosher Nostra is more important than playing professionally.
Besides, I’ve met some amazing guys playing in the rec-league.
After I talked her ear off about my team and the sport, she insisted on coming to my next match. Yak refused.
She and I had a lot of fun convincing him.
I’m blocked from leaving the locker room, a few of the guys refusing to let me leave. “Introduce us to your girl…and guy.”
“You already know Yakov.”
“Yes, but we don’t know him as your boyfriend.”
“Can you behave?”
“Absolutely not.”
“That’s fair.” Deker and Astin wave goodbye, having known Yak for years and met Sophia several times, but the others follow me to where Yak and Sophia are waiting for me.
“Monty!” Sophia breaks away from Yak and rushes toward me. I drop my bag on the ground just before she jumps into my arms. She slams her mouth on mine and kisses me enthusiastically. She breaks away and grins at me. “You were amazing out there!”
“If you’re gonna greet me like this, I’ll make sure we never lose.”
“If you lose,” she leans down to whisper in my ear, “I’ll suckle your dick until you feel like a winner.”
“Dirty girl.” Her cheeks flame, her eyes hazy with lust.
“Ahem!” I rest my forehead against hers with a groan.
“Sophia. My teammates. Teammates, this is Sophia. And you know Yakov. K, bye!”
“Wait just a damn minute.” Forrest stands at my side, annoyingly close. “Sophia, it is a pleasure to meet you. I’m Forrest. This is Dante and Orren.”
“Hello.” I set her down on her feet and she gives them a shy wave, then hurries back to Yak.
“You wanna join us for some grub and a beer?” Dante offers. I exchange a look with Yak, then shake my head.
“Not tonight, but we will after next week’s match.”
“Holdin’ you to it, Captain.” He glances at Sophia. “Either of them misbehaves, you let us know.”
“I happen to like it when they misbehave.” Yak throws her over his shoulder and starts walking out of the sports complex. I follow, laughing as she plants her hands on Yak’s lower back and grins up at me.
Yak puts her down when we reach our vehicles.
Crowding her against the driver’s door of his SUV, he cups her face, stares into her eyes and slowly lowers his head to kiss her.
She melts into him and it’s heartwarming and hot as fuck seeing them together.
He pulls back, and looks at me over his shoulder, his eyes full of regret.
“I have to head to the consortium.” Sophia opens her eyes and nods solemnly.
Yak grunts, takes her mouth again savagely, then pushes away from her with a snarl.
“Security will stay with you.” Yak glances down to my obvious erection and winks.
“You two have fun without me.” Then he grabs the front of my shirt, hauls me in and fuses our mouths together for a brief but thorough kiss, cupping my dick with a squeeze.
I hold out my hand to Sophia and she takes it, leaning into my side as we watch Yak drive away. “I’m really happy that you’re here.”
“Me, too.”
“Thank you for coming out to watch me. I know you don’t know anything about rugby, but it means a lot that you sat through the whole match. I’m glad we won. Though we shouldn’t have. If they hadn’t made so many poor choices—”
“They should have used a suicide ruck to guarantee possession in those last few minutes. Yeah, it leaves them undermanned elsewhere, but it’s a sacrifice you need to make when you’re losing by 6 points.
” The words flow from her mouth so naturally.
My brain short circuits, as I slowly turn my head to look down at her.
She smiles at me, but a second later, her eyes widen in alarm and her cheeks heat.
“Uh…I heard one of the guys behind us say that. Seemed smart.” When I continue to stare at her, she raises her hands in the air and does a little cheer. “Go sports!”
Without warning, I pick her up and stride to the passenger side of my vehicle.
Ripping open the door, I drop her to her seat, wedging myself between her legs and pressing her back with my mouth on hers.
God, that was fucking hot. She might not have any idea what she’s talking about but listening to her talk rugby…
Jesus, I might cum in my pants if I don’t get inside her soon.
When she pulls back to catch her breath, I force myself to stand, lift her legs inside the vehicle and slam her door shut.
I climb into the driver’s seat, my hands gripping the wheel, and look at her, nearly swallowing my tongue. “Where’d your pants go?”
“Who cares.” Sophia sits up in her seat, throws a long leg over the console and straddles my lap. Mouth on mine again, she guides my hand to her hot, dripping cunt, and wrestles with my joggers. I rub her clit before pumping two fingers into her.
“Fuck.”
I lift my hips to help her get my pants down far enough to free my dick. Grabbing my hand, she pulls my fingers from her center and brings them to her mouth. She sucks on them as she slides down my length. Groaning, I drop my head to her chest and breathe through the urge to cum. Not yet.
“I’m so wet, Monty. I’ve been soaked since you stepped foot on that pitch.
Watching you…so masculine, sexy and rugged.
So mine.” The possessiveness in her tone is like electricity skating across my skin.
I find the hem of her shirt and shove it up, bra too, until her sweet little tits are bouncing free.
Hand on her lower back, I guide her movements, pulling her nipple into my mouth as she rides me.
“Look at you. Fucking beautiful, baby, showing your man how much you need him.”
“I do.” She nods, her hands in her hair, back arching as her pussy snaps around me. “I need you and Yak. Always. Forever. You feel so good, Monty. So, so good.”
“I feel like yours, don’t I?”
“Yes!”
“That’s because I am. I belong to you. You own me completely.
You and Yak. Fuck!” She shifts, leaning back against the steering wheel, hands on her tits.
She dances on my dick, staring into my eyes.
“Tug on ‘em, Sweetling. Pinch them pretty pink nipples.” I slide my thumb to her clit and start rubbing, my breathing hard as I barrel closer to my climax. “You are so fucking hot, sexy little thing. Everyone thinks you’re this innocent angel, but you’re wicked temptation.
You want my cum?” She nods, whining as her fingers pluck her nipples. “I want to hear you say it.”
“Fill up my pussy, Monty. I need your cum, please.” I hold her up by her waist and power drive into her from below, my heels digging into the floormat, thighs tensing.
She grabs the handle above the door and holds on as I fuck her with abandon.
“Yes! Yes! YES!” A violent shiver wracks her body, her cunt pulsing, milking my shaft.
I pull her down and thrust once more, as deep as I can, and fill her full of my cum as requested, my groans almost as loud as her cries of pleasure.
It takes a minute, but real life starts to slowly filter back in, and I remember we are in a parking lot, her security detail waiting for us to move.
The windows are fogged, and both of us are covered in a fine sheen of sweat.
Our breathing harsh in the confined space.
Our eyes meet, one heartbeat, two heartbeats, and then we start laughing, my arms winding around her and hugging her tight.
Our combined fluids leak between us, but I can’t bring myself to care. That was some damn good sex.
“Yak will be sad he missed out.”
I nudge her chin with my nose and then kiss her lips. “We’ll just have to make it up to him later.”