The light of dawn awakened me from my sleep. I blinked, looking around the room, which was now mine. While running my fingers through my hair, I wiped away my drowsiness. My hands simultaneously removed the necklace and earrings as I went to the closet. I seized the emerald satin robe and threw it on my naked body before heading downstairs. Callista and Dimitri were standing there drinking coffee. Dimitri was shirtless, wearing only trousers, but Callista wore a tight-fitted crimson dress with matching heels. "You're awake," Callista smiled before offering coffee. "Do you have anything stronger?" I asked. Dimitri smirked before Callista turned around and took a bottle of champagne from the fridge. She poured both of us a glass. A devious yet grateful look flashed across her face. "Thank you," I graciously accepted before drinking. "I will return the jewelry, then I have a few errands to run," Callista remarked, "Dimitri will drive you home." I accidentally gulped down t
My eyes locked onto the partially empty glass on the bartop, lost in a daydream. The memory of Callista's tenderness, of Dimitri's dominance, repeatedly played in my head. The way they both needed me. How they made me cum. Unaware, while lost in thought, I placed the tip of my nails between my teeth. My body recollected the intense, hot, burning, and pleasurable sting of pain. I crossed my right ankle around my left calf and caressed myself, lost in the daydream. "Earth to, Ivy!" I felt a towel slap me in the face, Tanya. "My bad!" I was startled before picking the empty glasses off the bar. "Where's your head?" she continued, "You've been in a daze all day." "I-I'm fine," I stammered. "Look at me and say that," she pressed. Uncontrollably, my cheeks flushed, and I fidgeted, "I'm fine." Her small hair seized my bony wrist, forcing me to face her. My eyes diverted and dodged looking at her. No matter how bad the truth was, she was one of the few people I couldn't lie t
"This is your home?" Callista asked while strolling around my loft. "Yes," I confirmed. "It's nice, open, and your view is beautiful," she observed. As she made her way over to the landscape window, veering out to the night, I brought her a glass of champagne. "Thank you," she accepted, "How long have you been here?" I made my way over to the couch and motioned for her to join me. When she sat down, I could still see her body tense. "About four years now," I answered, "I bought it when I turned twenty-one." "Bought it? It would help if you did well as a bartender," she responded. "I make decent money," I sighed before getting myself comfortable. "How did you get the money to buy this place? If you don't mind me asking." "It's not that, and I don't talk about it much." "Before I met Dimitri, I was alone. I never knew my parents. Bouncing around from foster home to foster home, and I was too wild of a child for anyone to hold me down." "I never would
"So," Tanya sighed, "My son has a girlfriend." My eyes widened in response. Tanya had been dreading this day since he turned ten years old. "He just turned fifteen," she groaned, inhaling her double shot of whiskey, "Does he have to be so eager to turn me into a grandmother? I'm not even forty yet." I bit my bottom lip, uncertain how to respond, "Another round?" She gave me an unhappy glance, "You have to ask?" I poured us another glass as she wallowed in self-pity, "At least you get to drink for free." "No, I'm lucky I work in a bar," she corrected, "Where I don't care if my boss wants to fire me." "Tries," I implied, "Tries to fire you, but you refuse." "If he wanted it to stick," she swallowed, "Then he wouldn't let me come back." "It's hard to tell you no," I smiled, "It's his first girlfriend. I don't think anything will come of it." "I was his age when I had him," she reminded. "True," I drank, "You raised him better than that." A look of gratuity flashe
The black leather interior smelled pleasant, but then again, it was a limousine. Before I could react, Dimitri made his way between my legs, and soon, our tongues were intertwined. "What are you doing?" I whimpered, and his hands unfastened my shorts. "Getting you ready for my wife," he answered. My cheeks flushed a deep red; luckily, it was dark back here, "Callista can do that herself." In reply, his lips left mine, and his tongue began to rub over my clit. "Dimitri!" I cried. The heat from his tongue made the situation even more exciting, eating me out before I fuck his wife. His tongue moved lower and lower till I felt the wetness enter my body. This man knew what he was doing. My legs wrapped around his shoulders as I arched back into the seat. "Fuck!" I cried. Two of his fingers pushed inside my mouth. I began a suction motion, slathering his fingers with my saliva as a moan escaped from my throat. They left my mouth in a rush and replaced his tongue inside of
"So, What exactly is it that makes you hot for the two of them?" Tanya pushed. "Look, I'm not sure myself," I replied. My hand fidgeted over the corkscrew before pulling it loose from the neck of the bottle. Mimosas was needed after last night. I tried acting as if I were bold enough and capable of doing it, and my inexperience ruined it. It was early morning when I awoke, and I left before they realized I was gone. I wasn't ready to face the embarrassment of last night. At the crack of dawn, I called Tanya to get me, and she was there. This woman is the closest thing I have to family. I can rely on her for anything and vice versa. We had just gotten back, and instantly, she started grilling me about the situation. "I know I enjoy it," I started as my hands poured the small amount of orange juice atop the champagne. "I can tell," she smirked, "I mean, look at you. The walk of shame never looked so hot." I glanced in the mirror aside to reveal one hell of a sight. My long h
"Hey, girl," Tanya whispered behind me before slapping me on the ass. "Hey to you," I smiled, "Thanks for closing up. Callista wanted to grab me a little early tonight." "Not a problem," she huffed, "You do it for me all the time. At least one of us is getting laid." "Shut up!" I laughed before whacking her with my towel. "Hey! Don't start something you're not ready to finish," she warned, seizing her towel in defense. "Okay, Okay, I give," I surrendered. "Be safe, beautiful!" she hollered after me as I exited the bar. I saw the black car sitting there awaiting my arrival. I made my strut over to nearly be halted by the sight of Dimitri exiting the backseat. He held the door open for me with a devious smile. "Where's Callista?" I asked. "She's waiting for us at the house with a present for you," he answered. His deep tones sent a shiver down my spine. I could feel my cheeks flush red, but luckily, it was so dark he couldn't see. He gestured for me to enter the c
I followed after Dimitri as we entered his home. I was unprepared for the sight that was before me. My whole body froze in shock. I pressed my lips together and tried to swallow, but my mouth was too dry. What the hell was going on? "Eric?" I was forced out. I tried my best to control my tone. My eyes went to Callista, who was wearing a red silk robe with nothing underneath. Her hair was all a mess, and her lipstick was smeared and stained around her mouth. I glanced at Eric, whom she was walking towards, to see red smeared all over his neck, cheek, and torso. Where was his shirt? His rock-hard abs were exposed, and his jeans were pulled up to his hips but remained unbuttoned and slightly falling. Her hands began caressing his bare body, and I felt a twinge of frustration form. "I thought it would be fun if we invited him," she seductively glanced back at me, "Don't worry, I took him for a test run. He's good to go." Annoyance and anger replaced my frustration. Callista is
Dimitri continued to unsparingly spank me with his belt as Reign held me in place. I was unable to do anything but take the punishment they gave. Something cold and thick dripped down the crevice of my cheeks, causing a tremble that rattled me to my core. Before I could object, I felt a finger shove its way up my ass. "Agh-" Reign covered my mouth to prevent my son from hearing as Dimitri shoved his finger in and out of my ass relentlessly. Tears of pleasure began streaming down my cheeks. "Shh," Reign hushed as he spanked me while Dimitri's fingers were still inside. My muffled cries only encouraged the both of them more. Reign shifted beneath me, sliding a finger of his inside of my slick opening. Being fingered by both ends was something I wasn't used to. The burning pleasure and feeling my holes expanding with each thrust almost caused me to cry out in ecstasy. I dug my nails into Reign's chest and arched back into each thrust. "Fuck!" I cried out. Reign's fingers
"We're back!" Dimitri announced. "Mom! I learned how to ride a bike-" "What happened to your knee?" I interjected. "Calm down, all kids scrape their knees," Reign hushed. "I fell a few times," Aodhan said sadly, dropping his head, 'But I did it!" "He did. We got a video for you," Reign confirmed while extending his phone. I glanced at the phone and then at my son, "Why don't you go shower? Dinner's almost ready." I watched the video of Aodhan successfully learning to ride the bike for the first time—the victorious look on his face from succeeding. "You aren't going to leave, are you?' I questioned. "No," they replied in unison. "Nervously, I bit my lower lip, "Well, I work a lot with the bar, and I can't be home as often as I'd like, and Aodhan looks happy that you're here." They both perked up in a pompous way. "If I think you need to leave," I warned while closing the gap between us, "Then you leave." "We're not leaving-" "I'm not negotiating," I interr
How could this happen? How did they find out?! What do I do now? "Why don't you both just leave? You won't get the answers you want," I grimly groaned while drinking my espresso. "We know he's one of ours. We won't be leaving," Dimitri responded while cooking breakfast. "We'll both stay and raise him if you insist on not having a DNA test to see which of us is his father," Reign added. With a frustrated grunt, I tossed my espresso aside and wanted nothing more than a drink. Only I couldn't drink. This situation was making my head spin in circles. "You think you can just move into my home?" I snapped. "I think you'll let us," Dimitri replied. "Why's that?" I huffed. Dimitri's eyes met mine. Fuck. Why did he have to be so handsome? "I'm a good father, and Reign is an exceptional young man. We both love you. We'll both love Aodhan in the same way. We have a right to be in his life. He shouldn't grow up thinking he had a father that didn't love him," Dimitri stated.
The dinner was nice, but Cameron's intentions were clear. Anyone with a brain would know what he wanted. Ironically, all I could think about was Dimitri and Reign. One of them was the father of Aodhan, and now, my baby is growing in my belly. I didn't want anyone but both of them. Sure, Cameron was a very handsome young man, but I don't feel like having another man's cock shoved up in me with my son in there. I decided to talk at home; it was a beautiful, warm night. Ring. Ring. Ring. "Ariel, how's it going? Everything okay?" I answered. "Well, there's two men here, Dimitri and Reign, and they said they needed to talk to you about Aodhan?" Ariel said. I felt my heart sink to my stomach. I froze, the tightness in my throat growing, making it more and more difficult to breathe. My lips began to tingle, a numbness filling me. Without thought, I started sprinting home. "How long have they been there?" I panted. "They just got here. That's why I called," she replied, "I
"We have two weddings this month and a divorce party in between," Veronica stated."Divorce party? How rich do you need to be to throw a divorce party?" I complained. "The type that pays two hundred fifty thousand dollars," Veronica implied. I waved my hands in surrender, "You just had a baby two months ago, and you're running around like it never happened." Veronica glared, "While I'm here, I'm not Mom. I'm Veronica; believe it or not, that holds some meaning to me." "Jeez, calm down," I hushed. I'm just saying you're a badass. Not everyone will insult you for being a working mom; I am myself." "I know; it just can't be more obvious how most people feel, including my mother." "What did she have to say?" "You know, the usual, why don't you be with a man who can care for you and my grandbaby? Why must you work? Why must you must you make my heart hurt and ache?" "At least you have a mother that cares." "I know, sometimes I just wish I could go spontaneously deaf when
When I awoke, Ariel was lying in bed, and the red suction and bite marks all over her body gave me a sense of pride. Instead of waking her, I went to the kitchen and made a quad over ice for us. Coffee hasn't been strong enough since I became a mother. I walked out to my back porch and watched the sun over the horizon. The light blue shades with yellow lines dancing among them let me know it was almost sunrise. I leaned on my elbows, playing with the coffee cup as the breeze ran its fingers through my long red hair. "Hey," Ariel greeted me while hugging me from behind. "Good morning," I greeted, "I made you your favorite." "Four shots of espresso?" she beamed. "Yes, but iced," I warned, "It's already seventy-five degrees out here." "Yum," she purred before drinking. We stood there side by side quietly. Had I just done the unthinkable? Ariel was the one person I could trust. I mean, sure, I thought about fucking her before, but I would always stop myself. The thought o
I rushed Reign from my home moments later. After that, Arie came back to drop off my son. "Sorry, I didn't know you'd have company," Ariel apologized. "It's alright; I didn't think I'd have company myself," I admitted. "Seems like you two know one another," she commented. "What makes you say that?" While drinking some champagne, I asked, "Aodhan, why don't you shower? It's getting late." "But mom!" Aodhan protested. "No, baby," I groaned. I rubbed my temples. "Everything alright?" Ariel asked. "I feel like my head is squeezing in on itself; I forgot what it was like having a cocaine hangover," I replied. "Oh, you had that kind of fun," she giggled. "Sory of," I sighed, "Never thought I'd ever do that again, especially after my son, but I had the best time." "I can tell you've been smiling despite being hungover," she smiled. "If I'm being honest, I was wrapped up in work and Aodhan and forgot about me and the woman I am. I'm not just a power career-driven
I quietly left the hotel room before the three woke up from the party the night before. Ariel called to let me know my son wanted to see if he could have ice cream for breakfast. I couldn't resist saying yes, and it made me realize how much I missed him. I needed to get home and clean up for the day ahead. I know I will see all of them again; it's just a matter of time. "Reign?" I hesitated while walking from the cab, "What are you doing here?" Reign hesitated, rubbing the back of his neck, uncertain of how he should speak. "I left last night because the thought of seeing someone else touch you makes me angry," Reign confessed. "I-I-" I stammered, "You and Dimitri-" "I did it because you wanted it," he interrupted. "Oh," I hushed. "You fucked them last night, didn't you?" he questioned. "That's not any of your business," I replied. Reign turned thunderous and angry, a reminder of who his father was. He kissed me deeply and passionately. We collided into my front do
It was all that I remembered: the cocaine, the alcohol flowing from left and right. Before I knew it, we were at the hotel in the best suite money could buy. "Come now, give the bride a kiss," Callista enticed, grabbing my face and kissing me. The familiar scent of her perfume, her delicate lips, her tender touch, I missed this. My body caved into her without hesitation, inviting her in. "You still taste the same," Callista purred against my lips. She gently eased me onto the smooth wooden coffee table. I saw Reign, Dimitri, and Roy looking down at the both of us. Callista propped herself up, took out a small container, and emptied a small pile across my chest. My cheeks flushed red; I'm not necessarily used to an audience. "Shhh," Callista hushed, brushing my cheek in comfort. She inhaled the line from my chest and seductively licked it clean before kissing me once more. The bitter taste on my tongue soon numbed both my mouth and throat. Callista removed my top, gentl