Shattered Pieces (Emerald Lake Prep #3), page 8
“I need to move now. Are you okay with that?” He says nothing, but nods his head frantically, gripping his cock harder.
I pull back all the way, before gently thrusting back in. Groaning, I go slow for the first few pumps, but start to pick up the pace as Talon starts to murmur words of encouragement until I'm pounding into him with savage need.
“Sweet god, Ben. This feels amazing.” He moans as he pumps his cock in sync with my thrusts. “Harder.” He demands, his breathing ragged.
Giving him what we both want I grip his hips hard, digging my fingertips into his skin. It’s probably going to leave bruises, but the sound of his approval tells me he won't mind.
I find myself in another universe, the feeling of him gripping my cock taking me to a whole new world. I toss my head back and savor the most delicious, delirious sensation.
“Ben.” He moans. “Yes! Yes!”
I can feel my balls start to draw up as I rock in and out of him. I know I won't last much longer. It’s been way too long since I’ve had anything more than my hand, and my man feels way too good to be able to deny the epic orgasm I know I'm guaranteed.
“I'm gonna cum.” I tell him through gritted teeth, my chest heaving as I feel his body grip mine.
“Cum, Ben.” He demands breathlessly. “Mark me; cum deep in my ass.”
Fuck, his dirty talk always does things to me. “Talon!” I cry out, thrusting faster and harder until I come to a complete and total stand still, grasping him as close to me as I can before cumming so damn intensely in his ass I think I'm going to pass out from dehydration because of everything I'm emptying into him.
Breathing heavily, I lean over him, still deep inside, kissing his back then resting my cheek against him. “I think my balls are prunes now... no, make that raisins, because they just got sucked so dry, I’ll be surprised if there's anything left of them."
Talon chuckles, causing his back door to clench around my shaft, making me groan.
I slowly pull out and Talon hisses lightly. When I'm free, I quickly pull up his shorts so that none of my cum spills out onto the floor, before pulling up my own.
Talon stands up straight and pulls me into his arms, kissing me so hard that I'm sure he's going to bruise my lips. But I don't care, I love the pain when it's from him and especially if it ends in pleasure.
“You’re so fucking amazing.” He says against my lips.
“No, you are. Thank you for letting me take you like that.”
“I loved it.” He grins. “But I also love being the one to bend you over and fuck your ass. Especially as you’re fucking our girl too.”
I groan at that thought, craving Emmy just as much as I crave Talon.
“I can't wait until we can worship her body again. Have you seen her stretch marks on her belly and boobs? Talon, it's so fucking sexy. Like a powerful tigress. God, she's a vision.”
“You got to see her without a top?” He gapes at me.
“Yup.” I wiggle my eyebrows.
He narrows his eyes at me. “On your knees.” He demands.
I look at him with surprise. “What?”
“I said... On. Your. Knees. Don't make me tell you again. You got to cum, and now it's my turn.”
Oh, shit. He didn't finish, probably thinking the same thing I did about making a mess.
A flush of excitement takes over. I've missed ‘demanding Talon’. As much as I loved taking him in the way I just did, and I do plan on doing that more in the future, but this is what we both need now.
Obeying my Greek god of a boyfriend, I drop to my knees. He yanks down his pants just enough for his cock to spring free. It slaps his belly, and as I go to reach for it, craving the feeling of his slick hot length in my hand; but he doesn’t let me, grasping it before I can.
“Hands to yourself.” He says, letting go. “And open wide.” He gives me this heart-stopping, sinful grin and my cock wakes up from its pitifully short nap.
He grasps his cock, giving it a few strokes before bringing the tip to my lips. He smears his pre-cum against them, then taps my lips, signaling for me to open up.
I open wide as instructed, and he wastes no time threading his fingers into my hair, to get a good grip, and sliding himself into my mouth, not stopping until it hits the back of my throat.
“Fuuuck.” He groans. “So hot and wet. God, I missed these sexy lips wrapped around my dick.“
The look of awe and love in his eyes, mixed with the raw lust, has my heart beating faster and my skin tingling. I love this man with everything I am. Without him, I’m only half of the man I aim to be. With him and Emmy by my side, I can become more than I ever thought I could be.
He fucks my mouth hard, just how he knows I like it. I gag a little when he holds me still, buried deep down my throat before pulling back and repeating the movement.
He finds a steady rhythm as he clutches my hair tightly, keeping me at the angle he likes.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck. I love you, Ben. So fucking much. God, I'm sorry, I was stupid. I should have accepted that our girl just wants us to be happy. Fuck.” He's close, I can tell by how choppy and desperate his movements are.
“I want to fuck our girl while you fuck me in the ass. I want you to fuck me so damn hard that I'm forced to fuck her into the mattress while she screams our names before we send her over the edge. Fuck! I'm gonna cum.”
His words have me wanting to reach into my pants and grab my own cock, but I’ll take care of that later. Right now, my king needs his release.
Reaching up, I grab his ass cheeks to hold him in place on his next thrust down my throat, squeezing them hard and swallowing as he tosses his head back, making one of my favorite sounds. Like a fucking symphony to my ears. His long fingers tighten in my hair as if he's afraid that I'll move. Jets of cum hit the back of my throat and I struggle to devour as much as I can. But hell, it's a lot. I can feel some dripping down the side of my mouth.
When he has nothing left to give me, he slowly opens his eyes and pulls back, tucking himself into his shorts. I just stay there, on my knees, looking up into his bright blue eyes. The love he has for me right now makes me want to preen at what a good job I just did.
“My sweet, sweet Ben...” He says, cupping my face and wiping his cum from the corner of my lip with his thumb. “So perfect. So mine.”
He brings his thumb up and into his mouth, sucking his own cum clean. “Such a good boy for me. Come. Let's take a shower, and I'll reward you.”
Eagerness to have him fill me has me scrambling to my feet. I’m about to get a head start on that shower, when Talon grabs my hand and pulls me to his body.
He grabs the back of my head and crushes his lips to mine. His tongue does dangerous things to my mine, while I taste his own release some more. I moan into his mouth, leaning into him, drunk off him.
When he pulls back he gives me a sinful, dirty look. “Let's get cleaned up.”
That look in his eyes tells me we're about to get even more dirty before any actual cleaning gets done.
He takes my hand and drags me towards the locker room, the music follows us to the showers by the connected speaker system. Animals by Maroon 5 plays and I can't help but smirk at how perfect that song would have been a few moments ago.
Talon quickly strips me bare, making sure to glide his hands all over my body as he does, paying extra attention to my pecs and cock.
“You know, I think it's time I get my first tattoo.” He says, running his hands up my body again before locking them behind my neck. “You look so fucking edible with all that ink. I see why our girl enjoys all of your art. Plus, everyone has some and I don't. I feel a little left out.” He pouts, and I bite his lower lip, making him growl.
“Don't get anything because we have some, do it because you want to. Once you get a tattoo, it's on you for life.”
“I could always get it lasered off.” He points out, but I just roll my eyes.
“I think you're perfect, a blank canvas, or covered in beautiful artwork, as long as it's what you want. Now, you have far too many clothes on for that shower you were talking about.” I point out, looking him up and down.
He gives me a cocky smirk before stepping back and shoving his shorts down and his cock bobs free, smacking his abs like before.
“Well, I guess that makes the both of us ready for round two.” I say, licking my lips as I remember the treat I just had.
“Always, for you and our girl. But this time it won't be in your mouth.” He says, a predatory look on his face as he starts to stalk towards me like I'm the prey he’s getting ready to catch and conquer. You're not gonna see me fight it. I'm all his in any way he wants me.
My back hits the shower wall, and I suck in a breath as the cool tiles touch my hot skin.
Talon turns on the shower, his breathing picking up as the hot water rains down on us, wetting his already sweaty hair and making it stick to his face. God, he looks so good standing there soaking wet, with water rolling down his toned abs.
He doesn't do anything, just hands me the bottle of body wash. We squeeze some on our hands and get to work cleaning each other... thoroughly.
Next, he quickly does his hair before doing mine. The feeling of his fingertips running over my scalp as well as the little tugs on my hair makes my cock jerk, needing to be relieved again.
He guides me under the water, rinsing my hair. The way he's taking care of me right now fills me with so many indescribable feelings. No matter all the bullshit we've been through, it was all worth it because it gave me the two loves of my life, some of the best friends a man can ask for, and the most precious, amazing little girl.
“Turn around.” He demands. My eyes flutter open as I see that the soft, gentle man from seconds ago is gone, and the hungry predator is back.
I turn around only for him to shove me up against the tile.
“Now it's my turn.” He growls into my ear, making me suck in a breath. Just using the water of the shower, he wastes no time before thrusting his cock deep into my ass.
I cry out at the sudden intrusion, but it quickly turns into a needy moan as I soak in the bite of pain.
Talon isn't slow and loving right now. No, he's everything I need and want him to be. Fast, hard, and dirty.
He pounds into me, letting out a string of curses. “Fuck babe, you're so damn tight for me. You like my cock buried deep inside that tight ass of yours, don't you?”
“Yes,” I moan. “So fucking much.”
“Good, now take it like the good boy you are.” He says before fucking me ruthlessly. It doesn't take long before he roars his release, triggering mine as I cum hard, streams of it painting the shower wall as my trapped cock finds its release.
Putting his forehead against my back, we stand there breathing hard, coming down from that amazing high.
He pulls out slowly. “Yeah, I think you're gonna need another shower.” He says, looking down at my ass. His jizz drips from me onto the shower floor, washing away with the water down the drain. “But I do enjoy the sight of my cum running down your thigh.” The look in his eye tells me if we don’t get the fuck out of here now, were gonna be in here for hours.
I chuckle at him, pushing him under the water so he can wash himself again, before telling him to get out and get dressed. I clean myself up again also before following him out.
Once we're dressed in clean clothes from Talon's bag and are ready to go, we head out through the weight room and unlock the door.
When we exit the room, we find that we are not by ourselves.
“What makes you think you have the right to lock that door? This room is for everyone.” Mr. Prick chastises, giving us a death glare.
“Oh, was it locked? Our bad. We had no idea.” Talon says, shrugging his shoulder, grabbing my hand and dragging me in the direction of our room, leaving the asshole standing there looking ready to murder someone. Dude's weird as hell.
When we get to our room, Oliver is there playing on his phone, but he's not alone, Emmy is there too, sleeping in Talon's and my bed.
I smile and join her in the bed. She snuggles into me, placing her head onto my chest.
“How did it go?” She whispers in a sleepy voice.
Kissing the top of her head, I smile into her hair as I remember the events of tonight. “Amazing.”
“Good. Next time I want a front-row seat.” She says, drifting back to sleep. I chuckle as Talon joins us, cuddling into her back.
Perfect ending to a perfect night. In the arms of two of the most important people in my life. Now, all that's missing is the little girl who completes my heart.
Chapter 8
Talon
“Where is she?” Emmy says, biting her thumbnail as she stares past the courtyard to the parking lot as she waits anxiously for Amy to arrive.
The rest of the week went by quickly. We made sure to keep ourselves busy and tried to keep Emmy from going too stir-crazy.
We did homework, watched movies, and played video games. Ben and Emmy started reading to each other again, and sometimes I just sat and watched them. Seeing how Ben smiles at her like she's his everything, and how Emmy laughs, sounding genuinely happy. It filled my heart with happiness to see them like that. And when they are that way with me included, everything is right in the world.
The epic weight room fuck will forever be one of the best sexual moments of my life. And since then, we have taken every chance we could to do a few repeat performances. Emmy, unknown to us at the time, even watched a few of those exchanges. Can't blame her, we kind of did it in the same bed as her.
It made me feel bad that she looked so turned on and we couldn't do anything about it. But when she saw the change in my mood, she shut me down hard and told me how fucking hot it was to watch, and that she was more than happy to be woken up that way.
“My love, she texted you two hours ago saying she was on her way. And it takes two hours to travel here. She will be here soon.” Ben says, taking the hand she was nibbling on and bringing it to his lips, kissing it softly. She relaxes at his touch, sighing in defeat.
“I know.” She groans. “But I’m just so excited. I even skipped my lunchtime pumping so that I would be good to go when she got here. Amy said she fed her before they left and she will be hungry again.”
Oliver comes up behind her, taking her into his arms, and places his chin on her shoulder. “You need to relax, Firefly. Babies can feel when you're stressed. We need a happy, relaxed mama for a happy baby, okay?”
“Fine.” She grumbles and gives us an adorable pout. I take her chin into my hand and place a soft kiss on her lips, trying to distract her.
“Hi.” I grin, when I pull back and see her eyes flutter open.
“Hi.” She breathes, smiling back.
“I love you.” I say, kissing her nose.
“I love you, too.”
“She's here! She's here!” Charlie squeals. Charlie jumps up off the school steps, grabs Emmy’s hand, and they start racing towards Amy’s car.
Ben, Oliver, and I just stand there waiting, not wanting to crowd them. Oliver saw Melody two weeks ago, but Ben and I haven't seen her since the day after she was born. We watch the video feed whenever we can and look at photos all the time, but it's not the same. I just want to hold our daughter in my arms.
I never liked babies, or kids for that matter, until I laid eyes on her. From that moment on, she consumed my heart and soul, right alongside her mother and father.
Amy reaches us first, the girls are further back. I can see Melody nursing. Emmy didn't waste any time, but the way her face is split into a wide grin right now is giving me all the feels.
“Hey, boys.” Amy greets with a smile, giving each of us a hug. “Looking good, Oliver. How are you healing?”
“All he's done is bitch that he can't do anything. Poor gym rat can't even work out. Probably afraid he’s gonna lose all those muscles that have his girl drooling over him.” Tyson says, messing with his brother as he greets Amy and gives her a hug.
“Ignore my brother.” Oliver says. “I’m doing fine. Practically healed.”
“You need to stop acting like you didn't get shot in the side and almost die.” Amy says with an eye roll. “Take the time you need to heal. You need to be strong and healthy for your girls, don't you?”
I can't help but grin as Amy mothers Oliver. Oliver simply mutters a “fine” in response.
“Say hello to your daddies, Melly Belly.” Emmy says in a soothing, soft voice as they reach us. We crowd around Emmy and a still nursing Melody. My heart fills with so much happiness as I take her in. She's gotten bigger since we saw her. It’s crazy that she's already three weeks old.
Her red hair has gotten brighter and longer, while also starting to curl on the sides of her head, and it's so damn adorable.
“Hi, my Little Caterpillar.” Ben says, in awe of our little girl, as he strokes her cheek. “She's so perfect.” Ben says with a big grin, looking up at Emmy.
“She is. And she's gotten so big since I last saw her.” Emmy says, looking back down at the baby.
“Come on, guys, let's take this inside.” Tyson says, looking around at a few students who are passing by the courtyard.
As we all head into the school, I hang back and help Amy with some bags and Tyson does the same. Just as I'm about to enter the school, I feel like I’m being watched. Looking around, I find someone standing off to the side of the building, looking at me with a blank stare. Mr. Park. Or Mr. Prick, as Ben likes to call him. What the fuck is he doing out here? Was he watching us? This dude gives me the creeps. Not only is he a dick, he's a weirdo too.
Glaring back, I follow after our group.
AMY LEFT TO GO CHECK into the hotel that she will be staying at this weekend. Tyson had a chat with Mr. Tucker, and he agreed that Melody could stay on campus with us. In an official statement, he made sure to say that none of us guys were allowed to stay the night with her, but we all know that was just for show because he couldn't care less at this point. We’re all over eighteen and in a relationship with each other. I mean, we’ve already had a baby, what more could happen? Emmy can't have sex anyways.
