The Hearts We Break (The Alphaletes Book 3), page 12
Trevor slowly eases back onto his heels, licking his lips slowly as if he is savoring the taste of her when he glances at me with a knowing smile.
“Took you long enough. Are you going to just stand there and watch or are you going to join us? I’m not even exaggerating when I say this has got to be some of the best pussy I’ve tasted in literally years.”
I glance down at Scarlett’s half naked body, not being able to resist. My cock hardens to a steel pipe when my eyes run over her almost bare pussy except for a thin strip of hair down the front. A fucking landing strip? Another surprise that I never pictured Scar with.
My mouth waters at the sight of her pussy partially spread open. As if Trevor can read my mind, he looks up to Scarlett and winks at her.
“C’mon, Freckles. Open your legs for him. Show him what a pretty little pussy you have,” he encourages.
Scarlett’s stunning hazel eyes flick to me, never once wavering as her legs slowly drop open. I don’t look at first, instead continuing to stare at her beautiful face. A face I’ve loved nearly all my life, even if I never wanted to admit it out loud. A face I’ve admired, even when I shouldn’t have.
I know we are about to cross a line, one that we can never come back from, but the desperate look in her eyes and the matching feeling in my chest tell me that we already crossed that line. In fact, we probably crossed it a long time ago.
Breaking eye contact with Scar, I look down to see her thighs spread open, her pussy pink and glistening from her orgasm. Fuck. She is so fucking perfect. Slowly, I make my way over to her, dropping down to my knees just like Trevor was earlier, but I don’t touch her, not yet. What if I touch her and this delicate limbo we are balancing in falls apart? What if I touch her and…
Trevor seems to sense my hesitance and being the overbearing asshole that he is, takes matters into his own hands. Literally. I watch as he slips a finger inside her pussy, pushing as far in as he can before withdrawing almost all the way. The second time he does this Scar lets out a content sigh that turns into a breathy moan.
Glancing over at me, Trevor gives me a challenging look before glancing up at Scar who is watching us carefully.
“You like my fingers playing with your pretty little pussy, Freckles?”
She bites her lower lip, glancing to me before looking back at Trevor and giving him a little nod. Trevor smirks like the cocky bastard he is as he continues fingering her.
“I know you do, baby girl. I can feel you pulsing around me. Do you want Slater to touch you too?”
I turn my gaze to Scar, a million things wordlessly passing between us. Did she want me? Had I lost my chance with her? Was she more than satisfied with Trevor, and I was nothing but a creepy voyeur interrupting?
When her head gave another nod, her eyes solely on me, I felt my chest beat out of rhythm for several seconds before I took a deep breath and nodded back to her. Glancing to Trevor, I expect him to move but the cheeky fucker just smirks at me as he continues rubbing against her g-spot. I know he’s goading me. He thinks I’m gonna back out or something. Well fuck that. He’s the one in here touching my girl.
I push my finger inside her, forcing her pussy to make room for both of us as we slowly thrust in and out of her. Scar’s eyes flutter closed, a louder pleasured moan escaping her as Trevor and I fall into sync.
“Oh my god,” she gasps when my finger brushes over her g-spot.
“Do you like that, Scar?” I ask, finally finding my voice for the first time.
“Yes. So good,” she moans as I do it again.
Trevor lets out a throaty chuckle as he keeps our pace.
“You love having both of us in you at once, don’t you, Freckles? Like feeling Slater and I work together to please you?”
“Yes!” she gasps as our pace quickens.
“Good girl,” I praise as her pussy constricts against our fingers.
I glance down to see her clit, pink and so tiny, it makes my mouth water just looking at it. Without allowing myself to get into my head, I continue fingering her as I lean down and draw a line with my tongue from where my finger is all the way up to her clit.
“Oh god, yes,” she gasps as her hand reaches down, burying itself into my curls as she pushes my face against her harder.
I’m all too happy to oblige because Trevor is right. She is the most delicious thing I have tasted, ever really. Like vanilla and a hint of cocoa. The familiar yet intoxicating scent sends me into a haze. I continue thrusting my finger in and out of her, but I’m instantly obsessed with her taste, desperate for more.
I don’t realize that Trevor has stopped and has pulled out of her until he is standing at the bed next to her.
“Let’s get this shirt off, Freckles. Show Slater these beautiful tits he’s probably thought about more times than he can count,” Trevor says in a soft voice.
I hum my agreement, suddenly greedy to see Scar fully bared to me. She gasps at the feeling, so I do it again and again, humming against her clit, allowing the vibrations to pleasure her as Trevor works on her shirt and bra.
“Fuck, baby girl. These are some beautiful tits. Are they real?” I hear Trevor ask as I continue devouring Scar’s pussy.
“Yes,” she gasps.
“Beautiful,” he murmurs. “Slater, look how beautiful our girl is.”
I tear my mouth away from her pussy before pinning Trevor with a deathly glare.
“Mine,” I rumble.
He smirks at me in a challenging way as he leans down and cups one of her breasts.
“Not tonight,” he says just before he closes his mouth over one of her nipples.
Scar’s back arches at the contact as she digs her hand into his hair much like she did with me. Jealousy and maybe a little bit of my competitive side comes to the forefront. Her attention should be on me, not him. Glancing up at her beautiful breasts, my mouth waters, eager to taste them. Soon. For now, I need to make my girl cum again. Trevor got one orgasm from her. He won’t be getting any more. They are all mine now.
Turning my attention back to her pussy, I eat her with a renewed aggression. I suck and flick against her, moving my tongue as quickly as I can, while consuming every drop of flavor I can from her. I slip two fingers inside her, finding her g-spot instantly before putting pressure on it and rubbing in fast motions.
“Oh my god! Guys! I’m gonna…gonna-”
My eyes flick up to see Trevor still sucking on one of her nipples while his other hand pinches the other. I don’t take my mouth off her pussy, instead sucking and licking her clit until her body tenses and her pussy begins spasming against my fingers. I let her ride them through her orgasm, moving my mouth from her clit down so that I can lick every drop clean.
When the shaking in her body has stopped and her breathing has shallowed, she sits up slightly to see us, uncertainty in her eyes.
“W-what about you guys?” she asks in a sexy voice that I’ve never heard come from that mouth until now.
“You think we’re done?” Trevor says with a smirk. “Aw, sweet girl. I didn’t promise you two orgasms. What did I promise you?” he asks her, causing her gaze to move to him.
“A handful,” she says breathily.
A handful? Really? I swear to god if I didn’t have Scar spread out like a fine buffet in front of me, I’d deck the motherfucker.
“That’s a good girl. A handful is at least three. You can give us one more but this time we are going to play too. Right, Slate?”
I roll my eyes at his pushiness before I walk around the bed, sitting down next to Scar even if it takes all my willpower not to touch her smooth skin. Keeping my eyes on hers, I search her face for any hesitance.
“Do you want to stop, Bubbles? Say the word and it’s over.”
“No,” she says softly.
My breath quickens at that as I feel my restraint beginning to slip.
“Tell me what you want. I need to hear your words.”
“I want…I want you to make love to me, Slater.”
Her breath catches at the end, like she is steeling herself for a rejection. I can’t say I blame her. I’ve never been clear with her about how I really feel for her, and I’m the one who pushed her away the other day. Even now, she probably thinks this is all physical and that’s okay. She can think that but by the time I’m done with her, there will be no question that she is and always will be mine.
Leaning down slowly, I cup her smooth cheek as I tilt her head up and press my lips against hers, wondering how the hell I found the restraint to stop last time because fuck. I could drown in Scarlett Hayes. She moves against me with ease, so naturally. Like we were always meant to. I lick the seam of her lips, dipping my tongue inside her mouth as I tangle with her tongue. She lets out a whimpering moan into my mouth as I deepen the kiss, running my fingers through her smooth hair as I savor every last bit of her.
Moving my mouth from her lips, I kiss across her cheek and down her neck.
“Aww, I know that look,” Trevor coos with a hand over his heart.
I scowl at him. “You can go now.”
Trevor shakes his head and gives me that stupid fucking smirk.
“I don’t think our girl wants me to go. Do you, baby girl?”
Pulling away from Scar’s skin, I glance up to her, surprised to see hesitance.
“I just…that’s not fair if I don’t-”
“You don’t owe him anything,” I cut in.
“I know but I want to,” she says as she ducks her head to the side and blushes in embarrassment.
Disappointment fills me that she doesn’t want our first time to be just us but another part of me understands. Why I understand, I’ll never know.
“Hey,” I say as I turn her face to look at me. “It’s okay. If you want him to stay, he stays. Just know, this is a one-time thing. I’ll never share you again, so you better enjoy it while it lasts.”
Her breath quickens as lust clouds her eyes and she nods. I place a gentle kiss against her lips before I resume my work kissing down her body.
“I know I’m gonna. Come take my cock out, Freckles. I want to see those pouty little lips wrapped around me,” Trevor smiles.
I do my best to ignore Trevor, instead choosing to focus on Scar as I make my way down her body. I quickly pull my shirt over my head and shove my pants off before I stroke my cock a few times. Scar is staring at me, her eyes watching my hand move up and down my cock before Trevor tosses something to me.
I catch the foil packet that lands against my chest before tearing it open with my teeth and rolling it on my cock, keeping my eyes on Scar as I do. I line myself up to her, knowing that though we’ve already crossed a line, this moment is about to change everything.
“You sure, Bubbles?” I check one more time.
She nods. “Yes.”
Smiling softly, I push into her, my eyes rolling into the back of my head at the feel of her wrapping around me so tight.
“Slater,” she gasps once I’m fully seated in her. “You feel so-”
“I know, baby-” I say through clenched teeth, doing my best to calm myself down so I don’t make a fool of myself and cum before I’ve even had the chance to make love to my girl properly.
I begin thrusting slowly, pushing in and out of her until we are both moaning in pleasure.
“C’mere, pretty girl,” I hear Trev say before glancing up to see him pushing his cock into Scar’s mouth.
I’m a jealous motherfucker. Through and through, I meant what I said. This will never happen again. But fuck if it’s not hot seeing my girl take a cock deep into her mouth.
“Shit, yes,” Trevor groans as he tosses his head back. “Fuck, Freckles, just like that,” he praises as he holds the sides of her head while I continue fucking her.
She lets out a muffled moan around Trevor’s cock that has him bucking his hips.
“Fuck!” he shouts. “Where’d a sweet girl like you learn something like that,” he smirks as he looks down at her.
“What did she do?” I ask as I snap my hips a little faster.
Trevor turns to me with a satisfied grin.
“Fuck if I know, but it felt amazing. Be a good girl and show Slater soon, ‘k, baby girl?”
Scar nods as she looks up at him before her eyes glance over to me. The promise of more time to come with Scar is an all too enticing thought. I feel my restraint slipping as I lose the steady pace I once had.
“God, look at you, Freckles, taking us both so good. You like two cocks in you at once, don’t you?”
She doesn’t answer but the way she clenches around me tells me she definitely does.
My dirty girl.
“I’m not sure I’ll be able to let this mouth go,” Trevor groans. “We might have to talk Slater into doing this a few more times, don’t you think?”
“Not on your fucking life,” I snarl as I fuck Scar faster.
Trevor just laughs before gripping the back of her head as he begins guiding her movements. I can feel her pussy begin to pulse around me, and I know she is about to cum. Thank fuck for that because I feel the building tingle running up my spine already.
“Up here, Scar. Eyes on me,” I say, causing her kaleidoscope eyes to flick over to me while her face is still turned towards Trevor. I don’t give a fuck, though. I just need those pretty eyes on me.
Reaching down, I brush my fingers against her clit, rubbing tight, quick circles over her sensitive spot before sending her hurtling right over the cliff. Her pussy squeezes me hard, so hard that it sends me cumming instantly. I gasp for breath as my cock continues pulsing inside her while her muffled moans are drowned out as Trevor too groans out his release.
All of our movements slowly still before Trevor and I pull out of Scar. I watch as my beautiful Bubbles slumps back into the bed, her skin dotted with sweat, breasts heaving with deep breaths as a blissful haze seems to overtake her face. I quickly slip into the attached bathroom before taking care of the condom and sliding into the spot next to her on the bed.
Like so many times before, I lift my arm and she comes right to me, resting her head on my chest in a spot that has always been hers. Scar’s eyes come up to me, so many questions that I’m not sure how to answer in them. I hold her tighter, hoping that will be enough for now and she seems to ease deeper into me at that.
Trevor finishes buckling his belt before running a hand through his hair. He smirks at us before bending down and pressing a kiss against Scar’s cheek.
“Thanks, Freckles. Best head I’ve had in a while.”
I smack my stupid friend’s arm since it’s the closest thing I can reach without letting go of Scar, causing him to chuckle.
“You aren’t staying?” Scar asks, not necessarily in disappointment but more curiosity.
Trev laughs as he stands back up and makes his way to the door.
“Rule number three, Freckles. I don’t cuddle. If dumbfuck over there ever lets you go, let me know. I wouldn’t mind a repeat or two,” he winks as I shout at him to get the fuck out of my house.
All I hear is his laugh echoing down the hall before heading out the front door. Shaking my head I turn to face Scar, who still has those uncertain eyes on me.
“Are we…what are we…now?” she asks nervously, dipping her eyes to look anywhere but me as she voices the thought that has no doubt been rolling around in her head since the moment I stepped inside the room.
Tipping her chin up so her eyes stay on me, I take a minute to run my gaze over her beautiful face before I shake my head slightly.
“You’ve always been mine. Always will be too.”
“Swear?” she whispers hopefully.
I smile at her softly and nod.
“Cross my heart and hope to die.”
Scarlett
My eyes flutter open the next morning, a warm body pressed underneath me. Confusion clouds my memory for all of two seconds before everything comes flooding back.
Trevor. Slater. All of us, together.
Holy fucking shit.
I can’t believe I did that. I can’t believe we did that. How awkward will this morning be now? Obviously, Trevor left, probably to catch a flight back to Texas, so half the issue is gone, but the larger, vastly more important part is still sound asleep underneath me. And if I’m guessing here, I’d say neither one of us got dressed last night so we are both very naked.
I slept with Slater Santos.
I slept with Slater freaking Santos.
If I wasn’t the one that was there and felt everything myself, I wouldn’t believe it. Instead of feeling joy or excitement though, nerves are the only thing that I have room for as they overtake me. I’m holding my breath, waiting for him to wake up and realize what we did. For him to turn to me with sad regrettable eyes and tell me that this was a mistake, that he got caught up in the moment, and he doesn’t care for me in that way.
A lump forms in my throat just in anticipation for the conversation that will shatter me. It’s one thing to be resigned to the fact that I would never be with Slater in that way, that I could never truly call him mine. But it’s another thing entirely to have him, even for a night, and lose him.
A soft kiss presses against the top of my head as Slater’s sleep laced voice says, “Good morning, Bubbles.”
My stomach flips at the way my nickname rasps off his tongue. Slowly, I turn my head to look up at him, slightly surprised to see a calm patient smile on his face as he brushes some of the loose hair out of my face.
“You’re so beautiful in the mornings, have I ever told you that?”
Slowly, I shake my head, confused why he is still looking at me like he did last night. I’m waiting for the lightbulb to appear, for understanding of our situation to come over him before he goes on damage control. What little damage he could control at least.
His smile falls slightly as he turns his head.
