“More, now.” I pushed back hard and then forward trying to fuck them both and ease the ache that was building inside of me.
“Shh. Okay. Okay, Ari.”
Smack.
A hard hand landed against the side of my ass. “Calm your ass and I’ll move and give you what you need.” Alex pulled out and pushed in, quicker this time. On every inward stroke it would push me onto Mitch making me ride him. “Shit, I’m not going to last long like this.” He raised off my back, making me sit up straight. “Mark her Mitch, and make her cum.”
Mitch leaned forward and latched onto my left breast, sucking. I felt Alex reach around and start playing with my clit as he kissed down my neck. I could feel them everywhere. I moaned out then held my breath as I tightened. I stretched my neck back and released everything. I could hear the guys moaning their completion but no longer cared. I sunk down and gave over to my tiredness.
Alex
I woke completely snug up against Ari and my hand on Mitch’s limp cock. It was funny and I did my best not to laugh. Mitch was on his back. He had one arm under Ari reaching up with his hand under my neck. The other was held against Ari’s thigh, holding it across him above my hand. She was on her side cuddled to him with me plastered to her back. I was surprised she wasn’t soaked with sweat, but she felt fine. Me, I was hot. I looked over both their naked bodies and felt myself getting hard. I looked down, seeing how easy it would be to turn Ari over and sink into her. I needed to feel her heat around me. I shook my head and knew after what happened last night she had to be sore. Fuck, I was sore.
After we had finished and Ari curled over mumbling sleep we debated on carrying her to the shower but decided to clean her as best as we could where she was. Once we were done, we both hopped in the shower together. Kissing a little, both of us were too tired to try anything. We came back in here and crashed. Looking at how we were laying when I woke, I didn’t think we moved much.
I looked over at Mitch, taking up half the bed while Ari and I slept on our sides all night. I smiled and decided to take advantage of the position. I crawled down between his legs and pulled up his flaccid cock and sucked it into my mouth. Rolling my tongue around it while it was soft and I could take advantage of it. He slowly started to harden, growing. I kissed my way down to his balls and sucked on them. I looked up at him as I moved back up and saw him watching me. He grabbed my pillow and put it behind his head to elevate his head. I reached up and moved Ari’s leg off of him and pushed his knees up as I took him completely in my mouth. Over and over. I gagged, and I knew I was a joke at giving head, but I didn’t care. I wanted to taste him. I wanted to feel him shoot down my throat. I rose with a loud pop and looked up and smiled. Ari was awake now, but not saying anything. She was sitting up with her face on Mitch’s knee, watching. I leaned forward and kissed her. She was so beautiful in the mornings.
“Morning, Angel.” I watched her smile.
“Please don’t quit. I want to watch,” she whispered, like it was a big secret, and we didn’t know how much she liked watching.
“I don’t plan on quitting; I wanted to tell you good morning. Will you do a favor for me and hand me the bottle of lube from behind you?” I watched her eyes widen for a second before she ducked her head. She handed it to me, and I saw how red she had gotten. I pushed my hand in her hair and kissed her hard. “You’re perfect, Angel.” I watched her smile and settle back against Mitch’s knee, kissing it before she settled her cheek on it.
I lay back down and started licking and sucking. Mitch watched and never said anything. I know it was hard for him not to give orders. I opened the lube and started playing with his ass. It wasn’t anywhere near as tight as Ari, but it was still tight. I had pushed two fingers in and hooked them up and down to the movement of my mouth on his cock. I could hear him moaning and felt him tilting his hips back and forth. It took about five minutes and a third finger before he shot off in my mouth. He didn’t give me any verbal warning, although I knew from the feel of his cock he was ready to. I swallowed every bit. I felt myself getting harder as I did. I finished and rose up, but kept my fingers in him, pumping. I looked up at him to make sure he knew and saw him tip his head in agreement. He reached over and grabbed a condom off the bedside table and tossed it to me.
“Ari, why don’t you sit on Mitch’s face? I want your eyes on me though so look this way. I want you to be able to watch us, Angel.” She crawled up and did what I told her, leaning down to kiss Mitch on the way. I kept pumping and stretching with my fingers as she slowly settled. I removed them and rolled on the condom using a little more lube to slick it up. I pulled Mitch’s legs up and lined up my cock. I pushed right in, not as slow as with Ari, but not fast. He was tight, and it felt good. I pumped a few times and heard Ari moan. She had leaned down onto Mitch’s stomach watching while grinding her pussy on his face. I started going faster, then faster. Harder too. The bed was hitting the wall, and I was grunting with every thrust, pulling his thighs back against me. I would never be able to fuck Ari this brutal. There were times in my past that I picked up a girl I knew well enough to know she liked it rough. I would go to her so I could be brutal, and I was, but I still never completely let myself go. I always maintained that small amount of control. I knew I wouldn’t have to with Mitch. I watched as Ari sat up and threw her head back, holding her breath. Her neck muscles were popping out as she strained and ground down onto Mitch’s face. Then she released it in a silent scream and relaxed, falling forward. I continued pumping but wanted more.
“Hey, Angel, slide off for a minute.” I rubbed down her back and watched as she moved. I pulled Mitch’s legs up higher and leaned forward, kissing him. Letting him taste himself on me. I felt him pull his legs up more allowing me to go a little deeper.
“Don’t move,” I whispered against his lips and bit the bottom one. I pulled back and slammed home. Both of us grunting. I did it again and again.
“Fuck, more Alex! Goddamn!” I built up a pace, slamming in him over and over. I heard something fall off the bedside table and break, but I never quit. I watched Mitch reach down and start pumping his once again hard cock. Over and over I invaded his tight hole so hard that my balls bounced up and were smashed some in the process, but I never quit. This was what I needed. This was what balanced out Ari’s sweetness and love. I reached up and grabbed Mitch’s throat as I plunged in again and again. I felt some pain and saw him pinching the crap out of my nipple. I almost laughed, but I tightened my hold on his neck and leaned down. With two more rough pumps, I came. I felt him groan and knew I would have a sticky mess on me, too.
“Fuck! That felt good.” I watched as Ari laughed and slid down beside Mitch.
“Now that’s how we should always say good morning.” I laughed as I pulled out. He had one arm behind his head and the other was resting on Ari’s bottom. She was lying on her stomach looking down at Mitch.
“Oh yeah.”
“So we’re good with everything that’s happening?”
“Who are you asking, Mitch?”
“Both of you. I don’t want any more confusion. I love what we have here, and I plan to keep it.”
“I’m good.”
“Oh, I’m better than good.” We both laughed at Ari.
“And tonight?”
“What about tonight?”
“I want everyone to know you belong to me. That I own you.” He reached up and rubbed her face. She smiled, and I swore if she were a cat she would be purring. “Both of you.” He looked up at me, and I understood. He wanted me willing to prove to everyone how far I would go for him. For both of them. He might not take it that far, but he wanted me willing to go there. Looking at Ari, I knew she would do anything and everything for him just like she would for me. She might not have told us she loved us, but it shone in her eyes and in the things she did for us. But no matter how I felt, I didn’t know if I could. How does a dominant man submit to someone in front of all his peers without losing their respect?
“I’m not asking you to let me fuck you. That’s for us. It is private, but I want to take Ari, I need to take her, in front of everyone while you submit to any and all orders I give you. Can you do that? I don’t have it planned out, but I can plan it out, I can…”
“Stop. No. Trust. I will say yellow if it gets to be too much, but in a scene I yield all authority to you, Mitch.” I shook my head and pushed off of the bed. “I trust you, completely,” I whispered. I felt the truth of the words as they hit home. I walked to the bathroom and started the shower, feeling the gut cringing fear that had been my foundation all these years rising up and shadowing the gratification I felt from the trust I gave. I knew the fear would never go away, but I hoped that as soon as the case was closed and I could move here permanently, it wouldn’t be so persistent.
Aurora
After a tour of the house we decided to grab some food before going back to the club to finish going over the files. Mitch wanted an update on how everything went the night before, and Alex said he needed to check in with his team. We walked out to the car to see another flyer on my car.
“They sure put a lot of flyers on cars here.” I was in the process of cramming it in my purse when it was snatched from my hand.
“What the fuck?”
I looked at Alex as he read over it.
“What’s it for?”
“Not what, who.” I walked up to glance at it and felt the ground fall out from under my feet.
“Ari, is that yours?” I felt Mitch move in behind me helping me stand.
“No. Yes. I mean it was.”
“You’re not making any sense.”
“That was mine, but I thought it burned in the fire.” I looked down at the piece of paper. It was from my journal. It had a heart and Alex’s name with my name but written across it in big ugly red letters was,
“We all enter this world the same way: naked, screaming, soaked in blood, but if you live your life right, that kind of thing doesn’t have to stop there.”
Dana Gould
“You haven’t seen this since the fire?”
“No.”
“Then whoever left this could be the person who broke into your house that night. Fuck.” I watched as Alex started pacing.
“Could be,” I repeated.
“Could be? It either was or it wasn’t.”
“I don’t know, Alex. I never paid attention to it after…”
“After what?”
“After you left and I thought you were never coming back. I put it up on my bookshelf. I never paid attention to it.”
I watched his face soften at me before he looked back down at the picture.
“You said something about a lot of flyers. Have you received more of these?”
Oh shit. No. All this work we had been putting into the case to find clues and I had been sitting on some major ones.
“Ari. Have you?” he asked loudly.
I started digging in my purse. Unfortunately, it was a huge hobo-type purse so it took me a minute. I pulled it out and handed it over. I leaned into my car and looked around the floorboards until I found the other. This one had an actual picture on it. It was of Alex kissing Diana. It had a nice little quote on it, too.
“People who are in power make their arrangements in secret, largely as a way of maintaining and furthering that power.”
Don DeLillo
I shook my head at the thought that this person was in the club and taking pictures. If I had paid attention when I received it, I wouldn’t have bothered to attend the meeting the following Friday.
I stood and walked to them, handing over the picture as I reached for the other one. This one was a picture, too. It was of me asleep in my bed at the second hotel. My face was red and blotchy from where I cried myself to sleep. I knew, without even looking at the tank top I was wearing, what night this was. It was the night that both Mitch and Alex had let themselves in my room. This meant whoever this creep was has had access to me, and he wanted me to know. I looked and saw the red quote.
“Pain is inevitable. Suffering is optional.”
M. Kathleen Casey
I looked up and saw the guys had come to the same conclusion.