Part Three
Sorry for the long delay. I'm halfway through my finals and all the learning killed my creativity.
But today… it's way past midnight once more and I just got back out of bed to crawl to my laptop.
Thanks, Alcide, for keeping me up all night...
Three men, but only one Sookie.
"There's lube in the drawer", I hear myself say.
Eric hangs down over the side of the bed, ass up. His muscular, white, shiny ass… He fumbles around, opens the drawer, his head comes up again, strands of his blond hair falling over his eyes.
In his right hand he holds – not the lube, but something else that embarrasses the hell outta me. Great – I'm not embarrassed to be in bed with three men, but I'm embarrassed that one of them found my vibrator.
"So Sookie", Eric mischievously cocks an eyebrow, a wicked smirk on his face, "which of our names do you give your toy?"
The other two are listening intently.
To be true I call the purple rubber stud several names. Eric – occasionally. Alcide – every now and then. Bill – not so often. And then there's…
"Most of the time it's Sam," I lie. Sam and I share some very fond memories…
Bill looks pissed, Alcide harrumphs angrily, but his thoughts tell me that he doesn't believe me for a sec – and Eric laughs so hard that he almost falls off the bed. Would serve him right, damn bastard.
After he's done laughing he gasps: "You have a sweet face, Sookie, but it's not a pokerface." He shakes his head, then turns over again to look through my drawer. "Ah, here's the lube."
I say to his derriere: "I should throw you outta my house, Eric."
He's propped up on his elbow now. "You won't, Stackhouse. You like me too much."
"Look around you, Northman. You're not the only person I like." Well, I like some of them more, others less. And for one of them I seem to feel just a bit more lust than anger because I just had sex with him. Twice. But Eric doesn't have to know that.
"What now?" Alcide asks before the silence becomes almost unbearably embarrassing.
"I want you under me." I tell him, my hand on his chest, making him lie down before me. What I can see of him is…yummy… Very yummy indeed.
I turn to Eric and give him a soft kiss. "I want to feel you in my ass."
"What about him?" Eric nods towards Bill. Yeah, right. As if he would care.
I shrug. "I'll come up with something kinky while we have a go."
I straddle Alcide's upper legs and rub my lap against his boner. He sits up a little and we start to kiss. Thinking about how Eric sucked him off makes me groan against Alcide's moist lips and my hands eagerly caress his body. I like his firm, hot muscles under my fingertips and the rippling of his eight-pack when he gasps for air because I start to stroke his cock. One of his hands is warm on my back while Eric now starts to use the lube to relax my ring muscle. Alcide's other hand inflames my chest when he touches my breasts almost carefully. I put my free hand over his and show him that I want him to handle my tits a bit rougher, that I want him to pinch my nipples.
I shudder when Eric pushes a finger into me, slowly and gently.
I throw a glance at Bill. He's stroking himself in a slow rhythm, his eyes on Eric's hand. Bill and I both groan when Eric adds another slick finger and starts scissoring my tight hole.
I rub Alcide's cock over my wet entrance, fuck, he's pulsing and blazing hot. I can't wait to know what he will feel like inside me, filling me up. I rub the head of his dick against my clit, getting him wet, then guide him lower.
I expect him to push into me, but Alcide hesitates. "Wait," he says. "I could get you pregnant."
My voice is as biting as acid: "That's what you came here for anyway."
Alcide's cheeks start to redden with guilt and he averts his eyes.
"I knew it!" Eric triumphs and takes his hands off me quickly. Now he looks smug and he's rude enough to stroke his cock.
Bill growls: "What do you want us to do with him?" If looks could kill, Bill's stare would have made Alcide drop dead under me.
"Nothing! For heaven's sake, are you out of your fucking mind!" Bill still knows how to piss me off royally.
"I don't want you to have his puppies!" Bill continues.
Why must he always have the last word?
I really should throw out Bill. Take back my invitation. That's exactly what I should do.
Finally I say: "I'm not yours, Bill. You have absolutely no saying in this."
Tense lines appear around his eyes, but this time he's wise enough to shut the fuck up.
I should throw out all of them. Stop this crazy thing right now, before anything besides my ex-boyfriend's ego gets outta control.
If there wasn't that stupid voice in my head telling me that there's more sex where the first few rounds came from. I still want Alcide, I want his cock deep inside me and I want him very much to ease the throbbing inside me.
Meanwhile Alcide's thoughts tell me that he's in a dilemma. He feels guilty because he drew me into this. He's ashamed because now as the packmaster he no longer can follow his own wish to never become a dad – he had to betray his own ideals. He never wanted to condemn a child to the life of a Supe. Now the obligation to his pack is what counts most. But he has hopes that now that the Weres are out in the open, it will be easier for a Were child to grow up than it was for him.
I say: "Listen, Alcide. You get this one shot. Either I end up pregnant or not. You need to fulfill the duty for your pack, I understand that. I want kids, but at the same time I'll never be able to have a relationship with a normal man. As little as I like it, you are sort of my only option. I'm not saying I'd marry you, I'm just saying I'd be okay with raising a child with you. Do you agree?"
After some seconds Alcide nods and shakes my hand to seal the deal. Then we're back to kissing. I suck his hot tongue into my mouth and I can feel his dick quiver against my mound. I really like holding his warm threeday-stubble cheeks in my hand. Makes me wonder if I can somehow get him to lick me… He's a fantastic kisser and I bet he's great at that too.
"Eric?" I mumble against Alcide's lips with a smile.
"Yes?"
"I didn't give you permission to take your hands off my ass."
Eric chuckles and obeys. This time he kneels directly behind me, his legs and Alcide's and mine are touching. Eric squeezes out some lube on his fingers to massage and relax my tight ring muscle.
"You use some lube too," I tell Alcide. "I wanna be able to walk tomorrow."
Eric unsuccessfully tries to stifle his laughter – he would just laugh at any stupid dirty joke. Alice looks like "she didn't just say that" and Bill's face cleary reads "why's it not me?"
"How come we never did that?" he demands to know.
My smile is as sweet as ice cream and my voice just as cold: "You never asked." And as if to mock him I stretch out my hand and wrap it around his cock to tease him.
Eric hands Alcide the lube. I wish Eric would lube Alcide's penis himself, but he doesn't. Even Eric seems to know some boundaries.
Alcide puts some lube on his fingers and he strokes his cock a few times before he touches my pussy. To read in his thoughts how tight and wet and hot my body feels around his fingers is a whole new level of lusty excitement.
Alcide's lips suckle on my neck, his teeth gently bite my ear lobe. His hands glide down my body. To my surprise and delight he spreads my ass cheeks for Eric who pushes two fingers into me once more.
"Yessss", I hiss in ecstasy. Hands all over my body, in my body, caressing and massaging and rubbing me hard.
Another set of cold fingers slips into me. Oh… I guess Bill can't leave his hands off of me after all. He's on his knees now too and I allow him to kiss my breasts while he guides my hand over his dick.
Alcide breathes heavily against my neck and I can feel the wetness of his pre-cum on my stomach. I can read loud and clear that he longs for his cock to replace his fingers in me. Want to be in her, want to feel her, want her wrapped around me, his thoughts sing.
I try not to think of what I must look like, one hand around Bill's dick, my other hand now guiding the tip of Alcide's penis to my opening.
"Take me." I command him.
Alcide's dark-brown eyes hold my gaze for a moment, then he moves his hips upward and pushes into me, slowly, savouring every centimetre on his way in.
Alcide turns out to be a much gentler lover than I'd have imagined.
His hot penis feels great, sliding in and out of me, his warm arms wrapped around me, holding me tight. A fascinating contrast to the cold hands and lips that are still touching me.
For the fraction of a second I get a thought from Alcide: a cold hand massaging his sac. He doesn't know which of them.
I gasp: "Now, Eric. I want you."
"Breathe out, Sookie," he whispers in reply. I release my breath, knowing that it's less uncomfortable when he penetrates me that way and I lean into Alcide's warm hands on my tits.
Eric presses into me, stretches my ass with his long thick cock and for some moments the feeling is almost unbearable. And then it just feels good, so fucking good, before he starts to move inside me.
The fingernails of my free hand dig into Alcide's shoulder and my other hand closes so tightly around Bill's cock as if I had to hang on to it for sheer life. Bill groans against my shoulder, his head burried somewhere between me and Eric.
Fuck, so tight! I get another glimpse of Alcide's incoherent thoughts, God, is that him moving in her? followed by what it feels like to fuck me while another guy pounds into my ass.
Alcide's thoughts sent me flying. I never even considered it to be possible to be turned on by another person's thoughts, so disgusting are the things I usually see.
The different rhythms that Eric and Alcide set to fuck me create a lustful friction. Tension builds up in me, making me gasp and moan and then each breath of air turns into a little cry of pleasure.
When I think that I'm almost there I get distracted by what I see of Bill and Eric behind me.
Eric bites Bill's shoulder, both men shudder and lean into each other. It's an incredibly erotic view, and still it keeps me from coming, prolonging my pleasure somehow.
Eric sucks blood from the bite marks on Bill's shoulder, I can smell the blood. Bill comes in my hand and over my upper leg, urged on by being bitten.
Bill leans back, his softening penis leaves my moistened hand and he makes room.
Eric withdraws, grabs his dick and wets my back with his cum.
That feeling of him sliding out of me is exactly what I need to start moaning and shivering.
Alcide feels the twitching of my inner muscles and again I can read for a brief moment what I feel like around his shaft. His fingers dig into my hips as he holds me steady, pumping upwards and into me, accelerating his pace and hitting all the right spots from my entrance to my deepest pleasure centres.
Orgasm hits me like a hurricane. Once. Twice.
Fourth of July-fireworks kind of good, that's what we're talking here.
And another one.
I'm no longer able to count as pleasure overwhelms me. Each breath becomes a deep cry of lust. I can feel Alice shoot his load deep inside me. His hips jerk upwards, lift me up with his final thrust.
I crumble down on his chest, my body completely turned into jelly.
My pussy is still pulsing around his cock.
The aftershocks. That thought makes me smile.
Both our hearts beat vigorously, almost touching, only separated by thin layers of skin and muscle.
Incredible. That was… incredible…, he thinks.
I'm fucking high on cock, if that's possible. I even feel sort of light-headed, exhausted, but in a very good way, like I'm flying instead of lying here on the sheets, sweaty and sticky where Alcide's hot skin touches mine.
The tiny pearls of sweat on his forehead are sexy in their very own way. Is that what poets mean by calling something sensual and animalistic?
Some of the tiny drops form a bigger one that runs down his hairline, down his neck, and trickles down over his chest. There are some fading scratches on his pecs – I faintly recall that I must have scratched him.
I wanna lick all over his body to catch that drop of sweat.
I would, if I wasn't too exhausted.
My stare hasn't gone unnoticed.
Eric, Bill and Alcide are literally hovering like vultures to find out which one of them I will choose next.
How can they want me again so soon when I feel like I can't even breathe steadily yet?
Alcide reacts first and claims me for himself.
He rolls over and is above me. With his knees he spreads my legs and then he enters me with one hard thrust. He silences my half-hearted protests with a deep, hot kiss.
I'm over-sensitive and I don't think that I can orgasm again so soon, but then my body responds to Alcide's thrusts and lust builds up in me again.
Quickly I am too far gone to protest though I hate it that he claims me in front of Eric's and Bill's eyes like he would have if I had said yes to becoming Mrs. Packmaster.
At the same time and on a much lower level of my lusty mind I must admit that it turns me on big time that Alcide now finally takes me the way he wanted me when he entered my house hours ago.
Now that he has me all to himself his stream of consciousness is much less disturbing or distracting than I'd have thought it would be. Primal, primitive, no longer coherent, but from what I get, he's lusting for me, a deeply felt need to possess me, fuelled by the way I feel around him. To my surprise, there's also honest affection for me.
He wants to see Eric and Bill that he claims me, wants them as witnesses like in some kind of initiation rite that his pack would do for us.
Alcide's instincts tell him to fuck me hard and fast, but he tries to hold back on his strength. He wants me to find pleasure before he comes.
I wrap my arms around his muscular shoulders, my fingers grip the short hair on the back of his head. I want to signal him that I'm fine, that I can understand him.
Alcide slows down and we kiss open-mouthed, licking each other's tongues. I move my hips a little and Alcide takes some of his weight off me. Now I can close my legs around his hips and hold him tight.
"Sookie", he groans and sinks deeper into me than before. His thrusts are short now and my moans tell him that he hits the right spot.
I come first. I close my eyes, my head jerks sideways and I cry out when I explode.
When Alcide shudders above me, releasing his semen into me, grunting with lust, my eyes are open again and find Eric almost immediately. He signals Bill with a nod towards the door that they should leave. Dawn must be near. Bill puts on a show with getting into his clothes, he's stalling and keeps his gaze on me. He doesn't want to obey Eric who is his elder, at least not in the way Eric intends.
I wait for Alcide to pull out, but he doesn't.
I must admit that I'm quite impressed when I realise that he stays hard. After a few moments he pushes deeper into me again, picks up speed till he plows energetically into me.
Eric cocks an eyebrow, a mildly surprised look on his face, then he leaves the room, Bill on his heels.
They're gone by the time Alcide and I reach our grand finale.
I'm exhausted enough to guess that maybe I won't have another orgasm.
But then Alcide picks me up, first wrapping my legs around his hips, then he supports my back and pulls me over his body.
He's in a kneeling position now. I'm slightly above his eye level, perfect to grab his hair, to hold his face and kiss him.
I'm impaled on his hard cock. Oh my…
We shiver, then Alcide starts to move, slowly pushing in and out of me, gravity helping him to reach the lust centre deep inside of me.
My hips roll and I pull Alcide into me when I realise that the familiar pulsing between my legs is back.
We hold onto each other, our lips never leaving the mouth of the other until the last second of our love-making.
He fills me again, spritzing everything he's got into me.
My orgasm is just a warm feeling of satisfaction now. I'm able to savour on a more conscious level that Alcide holds me dear and appreciates me.
We lay down on the bed and Alcide pulls the blankets over our shivering bodies. Gosh, the warmth of his body is really soothing and comfortable. Before I question what I'm doing I snuggle against his chest.
Alcide's heart is racing next to mine. My last thought is: He sure's got a strong heart beat… then I fall asleep.
-.-.-.-.-.-.-
Alcide stirs in his sleep. His brain is on the verge of waking up.
I stretch my arms and legs tentatively. I'm sore from all the gymnastics, but I'll live. What a night!
I suppress a snicker when Alcide rubs over his eyes with the back of his hand. Just like a little puppy. Or a not so little, very horny puppy. His hand gropes its way over the sheets and he finds me.
A good kick in the shin should wake him up. He can have a cup of coffee, but then he needs to get going.
But he feels so warm and snuggly that I don't want to get up.
He mutters "Sookie…" and kisses my shoulder. His arms wrap around me. He pops a chubby against my ass. With a sigh I give in and lean against his chest.
Why am I so weak? Why?
Alcide's kisses are now less sloppy and his hands trail down my side. He gives me a little space and I shift to my back. His lips wander to my boobs and he starts suckling and licking my left nipple until it is hard and rosy, then he gives my right breast the same sensual treatment.
My arousal grows with every stroke of his tongue, with every touch of his fingers. Very skilled fingers that dip into my wet folds.
Oh, what the hell.
"This is definitely the last time that the two of us have sex, understood?"
Alcide would have agreed to a lot right now. Something like letting me cut off his right hand.
"Understood", he mumbles against my lips.
Man-whore.
No, it's unfair to call him that. I'm just a little mad at both of us.
But I'm still weak and he's good at what he's doing. Dogs do an awful lot of licking and it has to pay off somehow.
The stubble on his chin tickles my belly and it tickles my inner thighs when he spreads my legs. He takes a deep breath and groans when he smells me. His thoughts now have reached the same incoherent, heated state that I'm now familiar with.
Warm fingers open my labiae and his thumb grazes over the nub between my legs. His hot mouth presses down on me and his tongue starts to flicker my clit.
My breath catches and Alcide laps harder. I pant like… a bitch in heat, I admit it.
I reach the climax very fast and before I'm even down from my high Alcide enters my body with is morning glory. He fucks me gently and takes all the time in the world. We hold each other and kiss and we even laugh and chuckle occasionally between the kisses.
It's a bit strange and comfy at the same time to be so relaxed and to simply enjoy being together. I never had sex in broad daylight before, the sun shining through my bedroom window and warming our skin and everything.
We come together while we share a smooth kiss.
To think that I could wake up like this everyday from now on if only I chose Alcide.
No, Sookie, stop that thought, I chide myself. That won't happen. Ever.
-.-.-.-.-.-.-
Good-bye, Alcide.
He waves when he sees me standing at the kitchen window. I wave back and he pulls his car over and drives away. I grin, thinking that after Amelia moved back to her place in New Orleans I could have had more gentleman callers over, but never did. I play with the thought of changing that.
I go to the fridge and open a bottle of water, then I open the door of a cupboard and swallow the pill like I do every morning.
Mister Packmaster was not the only one who had a secret agenda that night.
Thank you for all your lovely reviews for Part Two that I received here and in person. Means a lot to me and I'd be delighted to get another round of feedback from you.
I still have a few things up my sleeve, but I'm open to any suggestions of what you want the guys to do next.
Yours, Kalanthia