Chapter 7
~Tohmas' POV~
I walked out of Auntie's office and out to the garden, then into the wood. I didn't even know where I was going I just walked. Suddenly there was a snap behind me and I spun around. I had seen this man before but couldn't remember his name. He came closer and closer until I finally saw his face and I recognized him.
"Evan? What are you doing in here?" I asked.
"This is where your mother banished me to. Not that I really mind. You wouldn't happen to have a sister would you?" Evan asked.
"Yeah, why?" I asked confused.
"Well I think I gave her quite the scare this morning. When I first saw her I thought it was you, but then I noticed the dress. After that I guess hormones kicked in," he said.
"So that's what the commotion was about this morning. I wondered. Oh well, I'm glad to see you," I said.
"Glad to see you too. I missed you dearly," he said wrapping his arms around my waist.
"You can not believe how many princesses Mother has been throwing my way. I really don't want a princess I want you," I said wrapping my arms around his neck.
And then Evan's mouth was on mine and his hands were on my waist, fingers sliding under my vest and pulling my shirt from the waistband of my trousers. I melted into Evan's mouth, hands gripping his chest and his shoulders and his neck and sliding into his hair. Evan turned me easily, letting me settle on the ground, lips dropping to the curve of my jaw and pressing gently pulling kisses down the side of my neck as his dextrous hands undid my tie, my vest, my shirt. I dropped my arms, letting him go just long enough to toss my clothes aside, and then Evan pushed me back, bending over me to trail kisses down my body. I arched back with a sharp gasp as the Evan's mouth closed around a nipple.
"Evan," I gasped, fingers threading into the Evan's hair, my skin was on fire, every touch was fire, and my head was spinning the softness of Evan's hair and the warmth of his body.
I let out a moan and I was almost surprised that my throat could make that kind of sound, and then Evan pulled away, discarding my gloves, and I looked up just in time to see him slide his pants from his hips, his length already flushed and hard.
"Evan," I whined, reaching for him with desire twisting in my belly.
And Evan's hand was on the button of my trousers, his breath was on my throat.
I let out a choked cry, hips arching up against Evan's touch, and my hand wrapped around him I heard Evan groan, felt him buckle above me, and then my own pants were gone, my underwear was gone Evan was stroking me.
Evan let out another moan, his lips pressing into my jaw; he shifted, letting me go and reaching for something on a nearby stump, sitting up. I opened my eyes, dazed and wanting, missing Evan's touch, but when I opened his mouth to speak, all that came out was a soft whine.
"Just give me a moment," Evan said, his voice low and raw.
He was pouring something on his fingers, something that glistened faintly yellow, and my sensitive nose twitched, smelling a sweet, fragrant oil-and then Evan dropped his hand and I stopped thinking, because Evan's fingers were inside me, slipping easily in and out with the coating of oil, and I bit back a yelp of surprise and pain and desire, desire at the pleasure I could now feel spiraling outward from Evan's touch, making my head spin and my hips jolt.
And then Evan's hand was gone and his hips were beneath me and he was pressing forward. Evan was inside me.
I forgot everything else, letting out a sharp cry as I arched towards the sky. My legs had come up, wrapping around Evan's hips, and Evan was leaning over me, bracing himself on one elbow, his other hand sliding down my side to squeeze my rear, pulling my body closer-and then he started moving, and my entire world narrowed to the man above me.
"Ahh . . . hahh . . . Evan . . ." I cried, knotting my fingers into his hair, his hands moving in time with the strokes of Evan's hips, the thrusts I was eagerly meeting.
I had never felt anything as good as this.
"Tom . . . fuck . . ." Evan moaned, licking and sucking up my neck to the hollow beneath my jaw.
I could tell there was a bruise there but I couldn't bring himself to care, not when Evan's every touch and every movement sent me whirling, set my mind reeling with pleasure so that all I could to was moan and whimper and move back against him.
"You're so beautiful, Tom . . ."
And then Evan's hips shifted and my world exploded into a white-hot blaze, and I cried out in desire and wanting and need. I couldn't stop now if I wanted to, I was hanging by a thread, and dimly I felt Evan's hand wrap around me as he sped up, and his hips jolted back against me, every stroke sending my mind spinning in ecstasy.
"Ah, ahh . . . Evan, Evan, please . . . oh god oh god oh god fuck!"
And then my vision went dark and I screamed. The fire was in my nerves, in my blood, and it was racing through my body in waves and it felt so good, and I could feel the spasms of Evan's body as he reached his peak, howling his release.
I spilled myself over Evan's hand as my hips jerked violently against him, spiraling up to the greatest high I had ever reached in a long time.
Evan collapsed against me, and, dazed, I opened my eyes, fingers loosening, gradually releasing Evan's hair. My entire body tingled and my hips felt pleasantly numb.
I heard a snap of twigs and a gasp and I looked up to see none other than Shae. I really hope she hadn't seen too much, but judging by the blush staining her cheeks she had seen plenty.
~Shae's POV~
I was treading carefully lest I run into the Caterpillar again. He really had scared the shit out of me. Not that I would ever admit that to anyone, but still. I followed deeper and deeper until I started hearing noises. Having walked in on Jake and Chris several times these sounds were rather familiar. I would have turned back had I not heard what could only be Tommy's voice. I got curious and moved silently through the wood to find the source. To my great surprise, it was Tommy and the Caterpillar.
"Ah, ahh . . . Evan, Evan, please . . . oh god oh god oh god fuck!" Tommy called.
The Caterpillar howled out his release and Tommy spilled himself over the Caterpillar's hand as their hips jerked violently. A wave of pleasure rolled over me, but it felt like finally reaching orgasm after years of not getting any. I felt kinda bad for Tommy, but happy at the sametime.
Finally I figured I had spied enough so I should probably make myself known. I snapped some twigs on purpose and gasped. Tommy looked up at me and I could see the shock in his eyes. I blushed praying he wouldn't be upset with me.
"Please tell me you didn't see much," Tommy begged.
"I only saw you finish," I said still blushing.
Tommy threw his arm over his eyes in humiliation. I just looked at the ground in shame.
"Why are you even in here, I thought your boys didn't want you in the wood alone?" Tommy asked.
"I told them I was going for a walk through the gardens and then I felt a pull toward the wood so I followed. Good thing I did too, because that was amazing," I said.
"I'm glad you approve. Mother doesn't she's the reason why he's stuck in the wood in the first place," Tommy said.
"So why did he come after me then?" I asked.
"Because you look so much like me. Once he realized you weren't me then hormones kicked in. It's not his fault. If Mother hadn't banished him then it wouldn't have happened," Tommy said with pleading eyes.
"Why would Mom banish him here?" I asked.
"Because she doesn't approve of our relationship. If I continue on this path she won't have any grandchildren. Honestly I don't want to be a dad. I don't like kids," Tommy said looking disgusted.
"Well you're not the only one, but at least you don't have to be the one to birth the kids. You got the lucky end of the stick," I said.
"I forgot about that. Well, looks like you are screwed. You're doomed to get pregnant. You've got three guys," Tommy said with a laugh.
"Hey, that's not fair. I didn't pick on you for being a bottom," I said.
"So are you," Tommy said.
"You don't know that. Just cause I'm a girl doesn't mean I can't be a top. I just gotta ride," I said.
