11. Piercing Nicole

Piercing Nicole

Nicole...A Month Later

“ Y ou don’t have to do this,” Dex says, bending down and studying my earlobes.

I take a deep breath and let it out. “I do.”

“This is not a requirement for the contest, nor to date us.”

Felix whispers something I can’t hear out the side of his mouth. He’s holding the needle, and I can tell he’s downright giddy to use it. Even if I asked him to do the honors, I can tell he’s happy to cause me a little pain, even if it’s for a moment. Maybe that’s why I asked him to pierce my ears. On some level, that he’ll enjoy it. I’m also hoping it bonds us a bit as he drives the needle through my skin and hits the potato Dex holds behind my earlobe as a needle stop. I know, in the depths of my soul, that Felix isn’t evil .

I hold up the simple gold stud earrings I brought over. “I need to wear posts first, so I’m sorry I can’t wear the hoops I know some of the girls at the club wear. I’ll still have the posts at contest time.”

Dex’s face falls. He’d told me that the judges will only care that I look bathed and that my dancing is on point. They won’t care if I wear hoops or posts, sequins or velvet.

I want to look good for him.

Felix taps his foot impatiently, and I take another breath. “Do it,” I say, squeezing my eyes shut and gripping Dex’s hand that isn’t holding a root vegetable to the back of my ear.

Felix removes the ice cube he’s been holding to numb the ear lobe and pushes the needle through my skin. A whimper comes from my mouth as a pinching pain hits my ear. It’s not terrible, but it reminds me of when the doctor stuck my finger for a blood test.

Removing the needle, Felix hurriedly cleans the area with alcohol, both front and back, and then pushes one of the earrings through for me, only having to swivel it a bit to find the exit hole. “All done that ear.”

He quickly cleans the needle with alcohol again and we all switch to the other side. I grip Dex’s hand, but I don’t look away when Felix pushes the needle through my skin this time. I watch him meticulously as he concentrates to make sure the holes are equal.

If he really hated me, would he care ?

Either way, I’ll take him caring for me for the briefest of seconds and making sure I don’t look ridiculous with lopsided earrings.

When it’s done, he cleans both my ears again and steps back to make sure they look equal. My ears are hot and already swelling, and Felix examines his handy work as I look at him.

It’s a rare occurrence to be this close to him and have his face an inch from mine. Up close, I notice a gold halo ringing his eyes and stubble I want to reach out and touch. Would he let me cup his cheek in the bathroom? Could I drag my finger down the cleft in his chin that I very much like?

Why do I even care? Sure, Dex loves him, and I’m definitely falling for Dex. I see Dex at work and during training, and we go out a couple times a week. But what is it about Felix that makes me want to win him over?

“All done. You can take the alcohol home if you don’t have any,” he says. “Oh, and you’ll have to turn them a few times a day so the skin doesn’t grow around it.”

“Thank you, Felix. I’m sure that was fun for you.”

He smiles at me, but it’s a genuine smile…for once. “You didn’t flinch. I really thought you’d flinch.”

***

“Wine?” Felix asks as he pours a glass of white for Dex.

Dex knocks the drink back in one go, and Felix smiles. “Pace yourself, boyfriend. ”

“It’s just been a long day,” Dex says. He looks over at me as Felix hands me the bottle. “Do you like this type of wine, Nicole? We can get you something else.”

“It’s great. All wine tastes the same to me. One of these days, you’ll have to teach me about it.”

Felix sits next to me on the couch and pulls my feet into his lap, surprising me so much I startle and almost slosh wine down the front of my shirt. Neither man notices because they chat about work while Felix idly rubs my feet.

Why? I don’t understand this man. One minute he looks at me like he’d drop me off at the nearest dumpster, the next he’s pouring me wine and rubbing my feet. Is it a show for Dex? Or does he slip into the nice person he is when his mind is otherwise engaged away from hating me?

Dex yawns, and Felix gets up. He takes my empty wine glass and also takes Dex’s. “Let’s go to bed,” Felix whispers, running his finger over Dex’s cheek.

I’m not jealous. How am I not green with envy when I watch the man I’m starting to have romantic feelings for getting touched by another man? I would have been throwing up with fear of losing any man if I had seen that in my hometown, and I’ve never met a man I’ve liked more than Dex Holden.

I tilt my head, watching the boys interact with whispered words and loving caresses, and my heart contracts in a way I don’t understand. Felix leans over and kisses Dex on the forehead before saying something I can’t hear. A sudden yearning to be sandwiched between them hits me, and I stand, shaking out my legs because I don’t know what else to do with my body and these feelings.

I clear my throat. “Thanks for piercing my ears, Felix, and thanks for the wine. I’ll just, um, go…” My voice trails off, and I point to the door.

Dex leans forward and drops his chin. “Stay the night,” he says in a husky voice.

The clock ticks in the corner of the room, and silence crackles through the air. I look at Felix, searching for a sign I should go – that he doesn’t want me here – but he licks his lips as his eyes move the length of my body.

Dex stands and crosses the room until he’s in front of me. When he lowers his mouth to mine, I look at Felix over Dex’s shoulder. What if Felix kicks me out?

He doesn’t, and I wrap my arms around Dex’s neck. I tremble with nerves when I realize what Dex is asking. He’s asking me to stay the night.

In his bed.

With both of them.

Does Dex want sex? I don’t know the expectation, and the newness of it and the fear of the unknown set off alarms in my head. Who loses their virginity like this?

“I’m a v-virgin,” I stammer. I don’t know why it’s the only thing I say, but it’s what comes out in the moment. Both men know this, and I’ve told them before, but nerves take control of my body .

Felix smiles behind Dex, but it’s not mean. It’s kind. God, he’s hot and cold.

“I know,” Dex says, wiping a lock of hair back from my face. “Would you like me to be your first, or do you want to wait? Because I’d very much like to be your first.”

Felix coughs behind him. “If you’d like to do it alone, I’ll stay out on the couch for a bit, but I put my foot down at sleeping out here. I understand if you want your first time to be private, though.”

I want to punch Felix in the dick about half the time, but some moments he makes me want to kiss him. This is one of the latter. At least he’s considerate, but I can’t take him away from Dex. How would he feel if I sent him to the couch? He’d seethe in anger, and I’d take the brunt of it.

And I want to let him watch. Something animal-like in me awakens, stretches, and roars. The sheer filth of it is a delicious concept as it bops around in my mind.

I walk around Dex and face Felix, my legs like a gelatin mold, but I’m trying so hard to be brave and discuss this like how I think an experienced adult would. “Will you hate me if I say yes?”

“No, Nicole,” he says, looking at me like I’m lunch. “And I know you want him to be your first. I’ll respect that.”

Memories of being consumed by Felix’s mouth run through my mind, and I back into Dex, probably looking for comfort since Dex is my comfort while Felix is my challenge, the villain in my love story with Dex. He’s also gorgeous and unhinged, a deadly combination for a man.

“Are you scared of me, Nicole?” Felix asks. “Because I’d never hurt you.”

Dex’s arms wrap around my body, and he buries his head in my neck. The heat of him sears my back, even through my thin shirt, and my eyes fight to stay open.

“Unless you want me to, that is,” Felix adds with a smirk.

Dex runs his hands through my hair and nuzzles my jaw. My heart pounds at the proximity of him. I could just melt back into him and let him consume me. But would Felix allow it? Why do I have such intense feelings for Dex after knowing him for such a short time? Is this love? Lust? A normal twenty-something woman with needs like Tima always talks about?

Felix drags his finger down my cheek and looks me up and down, his eyes settling on my breasts.

Tentatively, Dex cups one of my tits through my shirt. “I want you to stay,” Dex whispers next to my ear. “We’ll be good to you. Both of us, if you decide to go down that road. Or it can just be me. You’re in charge tonight.” His eyebrows raise against my cheeks as if he’s telling Felix to comply.

Felix grins and cups Dex’s cheek. “Of course, we’ll be nice,” he says. I hear the desire in his voice as it shakes, but I don’t think it’s for me. Dex may want me, but Felix wants Dex and is willing to play with me. I’m na?ve, and even I can see that.

I must give a sign – a caress or a whimper – and I’m suddenly lifted into Dex’s arms. He turns me and kisses me as he walks me to a bedroom down the hall. My eyes are closed, but I feel Felix following us. I can’t hear his footfalls on the soft shag carpet, but I can feel his eyes on me as Dex crushes his mouth against mine.

Dex carries me to their bed, and I momentarily prop myself on my elbows to look around the darkened room. The bed is massive, possibly bigger than a king or two queens put together and is covered in a brocade blanket. I run my hands over the material, comforting myself with the feel of the rough fabric. Masculine fabric. There’s an attached bathroom with two sinks, and I wonder which sink they’d make me use if I ever moved in with them. Dex’s, I’m sure. Felix seems like a selfish about his sink kind of guy.

Both men get on their knees at the end of the bed. In movies and books, I’ve heard about how men attack the woman with desire, but both men stay at the edge of the bed in perfect patience, obviously waiting for me to give some kind of permission. Do I blink? Grunt? Demand they strip for me?

“Strip for me,” I say, inhaling a horrified gasp as soon as the words are out.

Felix laughs, and it’s such a comforting sound. Like we’re playing together. Dex’s face is still serious, and he looks at me like I’m lunch, but Felix laughs at the outlandishness of my direction.

I like making laugh in fun – not in ridicule.

Without a word, both men take their shirts off, pulling them slowly over their heads. I notice Felix’s perfectly defined abdominals and his broad chest, but Dex is also admirable. His perfect, masculine body is going to be the first one I know intimately. My legs tremble at the thought of feeling that chest hair against my own breasts. My eyes flick to the outline of his hardening cock, and I watch with curiosity and excitement as he unzips his pants.

Felix also unzips his pants, albeit quicker than Dex, and I register Felix in his briefs and settling on the bed next to me, his body propped on an elbow as he watches Dex.

I’ve never seen a cock in real life before, and I bite my lip to keep from laughing that my first experience is like this – with two men in the room.

Dex slides his briefs down while watching my face in anticipation. He knows this is all new to me, and he studies me, waiting for any clue he’s pushing me too far.

My eyes flick to his length, and I sit up to get a better look, even tilting my head. Thankfully, they don’t laugh or toy with my emotions. If Felix has something to say, he doesn’t open his mouth. They momentarily let me study Dex’s cock as I run my eyes over the length and lean to look at the balls under it. I focus on the head and the wetness there, and I marvel that men get wet too.

Leaning forward, I press a kiss to Dex’s stomach as he runs his hand through my hair and tilts his head back with a sigh. His stomach is all I can manage, though. I don’t think I’m ready to take him into my mouth like Tima’s told me about .

I kiss my way up from his stomach and let his chest hair tickle my nose as I work up to his neck. “Hmmm, Nicole,” he whispers. “We have to get your clothes off.”

They’ve seen me before when they ate my pussy, but my stomach still drops at the idea of getting naked for the express purpose of sex.

“Can Felix undress you for me while I watch?”

I nod, and Felix’s hands are immediately at the hem of my shirt. I watch him as he lifts it off me and drops it to the side of the bed. He doesn’t fling it away or ball it up. I can’t pin down why he’s so mean to me at work and so kind to me, even to my clothing, here in bed with Dex. Is Dex right in the fact that Felix is really nice and just needs to come around?

He unhooks my bra, and cool air hits my nipples. I resist the urge to cover my breasts and choose to lie back and allow Felix to undo my pants. He works them down my legs and then moves to the side again, letting Dex see my nakedness.

Dex must like what he sees because a growl escapes his throat as he moves on top of me. His shoulders heave with his desire, and his cock touches my thigh.

“I’ll be gentle, Nicole,” he says. He kisses my cheek and then places a soft kiss on my lips. “But it will still hurt for a minute.”

“Like when Felix pierced my ears?”

Dex tilts his head to the side and caresses my temples with his fingers as he thinks about my question. “Yeah, I guess a little like that.” He presses another soft kiss to my lips. “I’m going to make sure you’re ready, though. If not, I’ll get you ready. ”

“What do you mean re –

My words are interrupted by Dex slipping his finger between us and swiping up my center. He chuckles a little and bends down to kiss my chest. “You are definitely wet for me,” he says, kissing his way back up.

I wrap my arms around his shoulders and place a kiss on his hot skin. I’m frozen in fear, but I need to do something to him so he doesn’t think I’m a cold lay who won’t touch him.

“Open a little more for me,” he says, nestling between my thighs. The tip of his cock meets my slit, and I squeeze his shoulders in reflex. “Shhh. I’ll make it feel so fucking good, Nicole. I want this to be special for you.”

My eyes find Felix in the darkness. His hands are in his briefs, and he’s rubbing his cock as he watches Dex and me. “Oh, I think I can always say my first time is special.”

Dex smiles against my skin and pushes inside of me by about a millimeter. I still tense and arch my back as he strokes my hair. “We’ll go slow.”

I nod, squeezing my eyes shut.

He pushes in more.

OK, this isn’t so baaaa –

Hot pain slices through me as I suddenly feel like my core is being torn up the center, but I can’t move. I now know what people mean when they describe a burning pain. It burns more than pinches.

I can’t breathe. Dex boxes me in, shushing in my ear. My thighs fall to the side as my body gives up the fight, not fearing anything else Dex can do to me if this is the worst of it. My subconscious gives up any fear of what damage Dex can do because it’s done.

Felix watches in anticipation, of what I’m not sure. He stares at the place where Dex and I are now connected. Is he waiting his turn? Is he angry and changing his mind about this?

I get my answer after Dex swivels his hips once. I close my legs around his back, but he quickly pulls out of me. “Did I do something wrong?”

“No, Nicole. I’m just going to give you a second.” I then watch in confusion as he turns to Felix with a smirk and gestures at me with his chin. “Clean her off me.”

Felix licks his bowed lips and smiles before bending down and swiping his tongue up Dex’s cock. Licking his lips once again, he dips to my pussy and swipes his tongue over the area from my pussy to my clit and then around my pelvic region, cleaning off whatever needs cleaning. Blood? My want? Whatever it is, my body goes limp as Dex holds my thighs apart and lifts me higher for Felix to get every inch of my skin clean.

Felix hums in approval and lifts his face a little, showing a smudge of pink on his chin. I’m frozen in shock as to what’s happening, but Felix’s warm tongue on my slit is as exquisite this time as it was the last time his head was between my legs. He kisses my clit and looks up at me with hooded eyes. “I’ll be back if you decide you want that, but you’ll need to tell him.”

His mouth leaves me, and I whimper, wanting him back on my skin. I may have feelings for Dex that are something I can’t identify, but Felix’s mouth and body are something I’ve never dreamed of feeling. My eyes flick between the men, unsure which one I want more. Dex for his kindness and personality that’s the closest to love for a man that I’ve ever felt. Felix because he excites me. Scares me.

Before I can think about it too much, Felix wraps his lips around Dex’s dick and takes long pulls, bobbing his head in a rhythm as Dex fists his partner’s hair. “Yeah…suck it all off me before I fuck her again,” Dex whispers.

I stay still, my eyes wide as I watch something I’ve never contemplated, and wait for Dex to come back to me. On some level, I’m thankful for the break. I’m sore already, and my pussy throbs with want from Felix’s ministrations. I’m speechless, frozen, and helpless to do anything but watch Felix suck Dex’s dick. I’m surprised how much I love the look on Dex’s face. I don’t care that it’s not me bringing him this pleasure. If anything, I’m glad Felix is here to do this – to ensure Dex will enjoy himself when I have no idea how to please any man.

Felix comes off Dex with a smacking sound and licks his lips one last time before trailing kisses up Dex’s chest. When Felix reaches Dex’s mouth, they kiss passionately just as Dex’s finger moves to my clit. I arch into it, and my gasp breaks their kiss.

Dex silently squares between my legs again and pushes into my waiting pussy. He leans on top of me, covering my body with his own, and I instinctually wrap my legs around him. “Does that feel OK, Nicole? A bit more used to me now? ”

Felix moves away, but I close my eyes. I don’t know where he is, and I don’t really care. I can only concentrate on the feel of Dex inside of me. A man…inside of me. The reality of what I’m doing hits, and I gasp as if shocked with myself.

“Did I hurt you?” he asks, cupping my cheek.

“No. I’m just overwhelmed.”

“I can play with Felix for a bit if you want to take a break and watch.” He smiles and then drops a kiss on the side of my mouth as he still thrusts into me. His eyes flutter as I think about what he said. “That’s one of the benefits of the group dynamic.”

Hands stroke my hair, and that’s when I realize Felix is kneeling by the headboard and waiting his turn.

“I’m fine. It’s just all…new. I want this, Dex.”

He nods and pushes into me as I buck back in a rhythm that feels natural to me. I close my eyes and think hard about what my body is telling me to do. When I have the urge to reach down and see what Dex’s butt feels like, I cup his cheeks, pulling him into me further. When I have the urge to moan, one escapes my throat, and I’m surprised when Dex responds with his own grunt.

Felix moves closer, and I finally look up at him. His erection is near my face, and I tilt my head as I examine his balls. They’re the first I’ve ever seen up close like this. Do I do something to them? Lick them?

I don’t have time to think about it too much because Dex moves my hand to my clit and swirls it around like he did the night we met. “Touch yourself. I want to feel you come around me, and Felix wants to watch. Don’t you, Felix?”

“Yes,” Felix whispers above me.

I do as I’m told, shutting my eyes again. I may be bold and trying new things, but touching myself in front of two men will take some getting used to.

The combined feel of Dex inside of me and my fingers on my clit sends fire up my spine. The bed rocks with Dex’s thrusts, and someone holds my other hand down on the bed. I’m not certain which man it is.

“Good girl, taking him like that for your first time,” Felix coos above me as he strokes my hair.

His words push me over the edge, and I bite my lip as my body trembles so hard that Dex holds me to the mattress. Felix laughs somewhere above my head, but it’s not taunting. It’s the sound of a man liking what he sees. I must be a sight, too. I shake so hard that my hair flops into my face, and my tits jiggle. Dex appreciates the show and bends his head just enough to capture one of my nipples, sucking on it as my orgasm rockets through me. The feel of him inside of me, his wet spit on my nipple, and my hand at my clit undoes me, and I scream Dex’s name into the void as I buck like a mad woman. Stars dance over my closed eyelids.

My exuberance must excite Dex because he pounds into me hard, cursing and moaning as Felix fists my hair. “Ahh, Nicole. Fuck, baby. You feel so fucking good.”

Before I realize what’s happening or can react to his comment, Dex leans forward and takes Felix’s cock into his mouth. He moans around Felix’s dick as I buck against Dex. My eyes are level with Dex’s mouth as he licks Felix, even taking one ball into his entire mouth before coming off it and leaving a trail of spit behind that drags across my cheek.

My mind whirls with the minutiae of how the position works and why it’s so enjoyable for Felix, who throws his head back and closes his eyes in rapture as Dex takes another long pull on Felix’s length. Dex hums a little and sends a visible shudder through Felix. Felix whines in protest as Dex pulls off his cock and kisses the tip.

“When was your last period, Nicole?” Dex asks, his voice urgent.

I shake my head a little. “Wh-what? Why are you asking?”

Dex whines, frustrated I’m making him speak. “I’m going to come so fucking hard in about thirty seconds, and I need to know where I can put it. I’m assuming you’re not on the pill.”

My mind spins. I didn’t know there was going to be a test, and I’m in a strange situation as Felix jerks his cock near my face, angling for Dex’s mouth again. Talk about pressure.

I squeeze my eyes. “Uh, three weeks ago, I think.”

“You know about the rhythm method?”

I nod. It’s what women in my family were taught to use when they didn’t want to get pregnant. It works until it doesn’t, but I’ve always been regular. Most women who get pregnant by watching their fertile cycles aren’t regular and have no idea when they ovulate.

“Yes,” I whisper as Dex takes Felix’s entire cock into his mouth and moans around it.

His eyes close in rapture right before he pulls off again. Felix grips his own dick and jerks himself right over my face. I watch in awe as Felix’s expert hand works his cock. “Enjoying the show?” he asks.

“I want to know what I can do for you –

I don’t finish the sentence about how I’m watching so I can learn to touch them the way they want. Dex captures my cheeks in his hands and meets my eyes. His expression is wild, his eyes black holes I don’t recognize. “I’m going to come deep inside of you and then Felix is going to clean you up again. Understand?”

What does he mean Felix is going to clean me again? I nod. What else can I do? Get up and leave?

Not happening. Mostly because I don’t have any desire to leave this room. This bed.

He thrusts harder and faster and moves back to blowing Felix, who moans his own approval at being included. Dex laps, licks, and sucks Felix’s cock and balls like he’s exuberantly eating food after starving for weeks. Will I ever be that excited to have a man’s cock in my mouth?

Guttural moans come from Dex’s throat until he grips my hips and pushes into me to the hilt. His thrusts stop, but his shoulders tremble, and his cock twitches inside of me. When he withdraws, wetness dribbles from my most intimate place, and I momentarily wonder if I peed myself before realizing it’s Dex’s release.

Dex moves back to his knees, keeps my thighs spread apart, and looks at Felix. “Snack time.”