Chapter 14

FOURTEEN

WYATT

The man has a theater room in his basement. It’s taken days to explore this place, but Ari and I found it, then she did this entire setup to make it homey.

“We can’t pick one until Asa’s back, though,” she says, handing me a gigantic bowl of popcorn from the machine at the back of the room. We’re spread on the largest U-shaped sofa I’ve ever seen. One that is bigger than my entire studio apartment. Ari gets up and tosses a faux fur throw over us and settles in, pulling up a tray with some beers on it. Guinness for Ace, of course.

“You texted him?” I ask.

“Yep. He said he’d be right down.” She’s already dressed in her little pink pajamas, a low-cut top exposing her full breasts and the dark nipples underneath. Sliding down farther on the couch, I adjust myself in my athletic shorts, hoping Ace hurries.

Gathering her underneath my arm, I cuddle her soft figure and take a deep inhale of her scent. “This is nice.”

“What is?” she asks, settling back into me.

“Being able to be with you now without having to hide all the time. Riding with you wherever and, you know…”

She turns her head and places her lips on mine, the heat of her light touch shooting down my spine. I think I loved her from the moment she walked into my garage. “Be normal?” she whispers against my mouth.

“Yeah…that.” We haven’t gotten to just exist. And, well, I think I’m falling deeper in love with her now that we don’t have to hide. There’s just her brute of a brother I still have to deal with.

“Are you still going up north?” she asks suddenly, her big brown eyes bashful, as if she’s trying to be sly with her question. Why is she asking me this and why now? I thought I told her the reason when she saw me coming from up there…

My finger strokes her cheek that flushes pink when I do. “Why are you asking me that? I told you. I have to do drops up that way.” Maybe it’s the popcorn, but my belly feels full of lead.

"I just worry about Strauss and you being up that way. That’s it.” But the look on her face says that’s not what she’s worried about.

Turning the questions back on her, I ask, “What do you and Asa do when I’m not here, huh? What are you two spending all day doing?”

She looks a bit taken aback and sits up more, but I continue my hold on her. “Well, for a few mornings, I tried to teach him to cook, but I don’t know much either. Chef got mad at us and banned us from the kitchen. Asa taught me pinnacle and we played several hands, but I’m convinced he cheats. I still haven’t figured out how, though. I had him show me the finances for the casino and we’ve been going over some of that. Someone came to fix the Escalade yesterday, and I watched while telling Asa what you taught me about engines. Then after lunch, we usually go to the pool to cool off and fall asleep on the floats. We shower just in time for you to get home.” Her little shoulders shrug, and I believe her.

The two of them get to play together all day and I feel like I’m missing out on a lot. But the fact she wants to keep me in the loop, not leave me out of anything, makes me feel a bit better. Lacing my fingers through her hair, I pull her onto my chest, and she wraps her arms around me.

When he comes around the corner, seeing us cozied up, Ace smiles like a fucking model, then grabs the bottom of his white undershirt, and throws it aside before stripping off his pants, leaving himself in full commando. Unlike Ari, though, he folds his clothes and sets them on the edge before leaping over the back and settling on the other side of her.

“Hey, empress,” he says, giving her a kiss, stroking back some of her hair.

“Hey, handsome. How was the casino?”

“It’s looking great. Everything’s running smoothly. Well, as smooth as Kline can do. What are we watching?”

Ari lifts her chin and asks me, “What do you want?”

After his willingness to allow me to date his wife, I want him to make these kinds of decisions. I’m still a guest, despite how much Ari wants to treat me like I’m part of the family. No matter how much I want to be. And something seemed to change between the hot tub and now. I don’t hate him anymore. “Uh, I guess I’ll let the man of the house pick.”

Ace clears his throat and says, “Oh. Well, thank you, but you live here, too. It’s just as much your choice. I haven’t been here in forever. You can decide.”

“Thank you, Ace.”

“You’re welcome, Wyatt.”

Reaching over to the tray, I hand him an open bottle of Guinness and a glass. “I got these for you.”

“Oh, wow. Thank you so much. Very kind of you⁠—”

Arianna sits up, her head on a swivel, watching us converse until she snaps, “What in the actual fuck is going on?”

Scratching my forehead, I hope she doesn’t press things. I blew my load in Ace’s mouth. It was fucking weird. He knows it. I know it. And I’m sure neither of us wants to discuss it. Especially how much I fucking enjoyed it. Fuck, now my dick is raging hard.

“What do you mean, sugar?” he asks.

“I mean, you two are never this polite to each other. Is it because you sucked his dick?”

A huge exhale flaps his lips as Ace releases an exasperated sound. And I gasp with a slight chuckle, but my cheeks heat up. “What? I-I…” Instead of pouring his bottle, he drinks straight from it, ending his sentence there.

Ari’s head whips around to face me. “Is it?”

“Listen, vix. It was, um. It was just unexpected. I guess things like this happen when there’re two guys involved, maybe. I don’t know.” Rubbing my hands forcefully over my shaved head, I murmur, “Fuck, this is awkward.”

“Yeah, what he said,” Ace agrees, then shoves a handful of popcorn in his mouth.

“Fine.” Ari stands and adjusts her tiny shorts, where half of her ass cheeks hangs out. “I know how to fix it, then.”

Daring to dart a glance over to the man, Ace does the same and we quickly depart gazes. “What’s that, vixen?”

“Wyatt, I want you to give Asa a blowjob.”

The desperate noises that leave our mouths in unison make a little smile form on her lips. Even as she says it, though, it’s like we both know it’s going to happen. How can someone so tiny create such a force without moving?

“Uh-huh. Yep. It’s only fair. Wyatt, you give Asa a blowjob and I’ll help you.”

“Empress, I don’t think that’s what needs…” But Ace trails off, then looks at me. This time, though, we don’t look away. The blanket jumps where his dick is, and I know he’s thinking the same as me. We’d do anything she’d tell us.

And the part I’m definitely ignoring, and the thought that seems to be behind his eyes, too, is that I’m getting a weird feeling in my gut just thinking about doing something to him. Like he did to me. Something about it is turning me on.

“Yeah. You’re right, vixen,” I tell her while maintaining eye contact with Ace’s crystal blue eyes. His throat bobs as he swallows, and he raises his hips in the air, adjusting his posture. When he does, his fucking eight pack of abs tightens, and I get hot, sweaty all over. What the fuck is happening to me? “I’ll suck him with you,” I say, and one side of his lips curls up, a dimple flashing in his cheek as he cocks an eyebrow. No wonder the man’s a slut. Anyone would fall for that look.

Ari bites her bottom lip to contain a victorious grin, then settles on the sofa on the other side of Ace, who opens his arms to hold her. “If this is happening, I need this off,” he tells her with a lowered voice, helping her pull up her little pink top. Her breasts fall out and we both groan at the sight as they bounce.

He reaches up and captures her lips as I slide off the couch and onto my knees between his legs. Ari breaks apart from him and pats one of his thighs. “Be a good boy and suck his cock, Wyatt.”

Ace takes a huge breath in like I’m about to bite him as I toss aside the throw and grip his dick at the base. He releases a shaky sigh, as if he doesn’t want to make a noise. I get it. This is weird, but Ari encourages me with a nod. “Lick it. The tip of it.”

Not making any eye contact, I stick my tongue out and touch it to his warm, velvety skin. When I do, he practically jumps in the air. “Fuck!”

Ari wiggles some and smiles. “Good boy. Lick some more there and taste him.”

Her instructions have my own erection growing with impatience. “Fuck, vixen… Keep talking me through this.” Giving him another languid stroke, I taste a salty drop of precum as it erupts from his hole.

“That’s it. Lick that up. Put a little in your mouth.”

Ace stares down at where I’m getting ready to go, where I never thought I would before. Pressing my lips over the bulbous crown, he lets his head drop back, unable to contain his feral noises any longer. “Oh, fuck, man. Yes.”

Ari strokes his cheek with a finger. “You like that, handsome?”

Whimpering, he nods rapidly, then grabs her breast and starts sucking her nipple as I get to work. I stroke his shaft, working in tandem with my mouth as Ari moans when he bites her. With his eyes cast up to her face, his fingers latch onto the back of my head, helping me maintain the rhythm he needs. He’s so thick, the feel of him inside my mouth makes my dick leak with arousal. Pulling down my shorts, I grip myself and slowly jerk. My sucks are timed with each rub as Ace’s fingers dig into my scalp.

Briefly, I glance up and meet his eyes as Ari slides down beside me. Lust transforms his expression, almost begging me to do something more. The desperate cries that escape his lips make me suck harder, wanting to see how far I can make him crumble. Fuck, I’m enjoying this way more than I thought I would. It’s almost like I have the power now. Able to give or take away his pleasure.

When Ari settles next to me, I back off. “You’re such a good dick sucker, baby.” Her words make me proud, like I want to please her more. “I want some,” she says, and I hold Ace out for her. Taking him deep down her throat, Arianna sucks until Ace chokes on his own spit, sitting up to catch his breath.

Then she holds him out for me, and I do the same. Back and forth, we swap his cock between us as he grips her hair in one hand and my neck with the other. “Fuck, I’m gonna come. Damn...”

“Here, baby. Drink him.” Ari pulls off and offers me his thickness and I take him to the back of my throat, now used to the sensation.

Ace pushes me down hard until tears form in my eyes as he yells out a guttural cry, louder than I’ve heard him come before. Swallowing all of him down my throat, I barely taste the load, but there’s a lot, and some spills out of the corners of my mouth. As he pulls back, Ari is there licking it, trying to kiss me. When he slips out, she gathers everything left behind and sticks her tongue inside my mouth, climbing onto my lap.

She writhes on my hard cock, and despite the thin fabric between us, I feel her wetness soaking through it. “Vix, you keep doing that and I’m gonna blow.”

“I want you inside me…” she says, with a glance at her husband, who’s now relaxed back on the sofa, his arms spread wide.

“Go on. I want to watch you fuck my wife’s pussy.” Nodding once at him, I stand, holding her, then lay her back on the sofa next to him. He places his hand on my forearm until I look at him. “But pull out, okay?”

“Yeah. Yes. I understand.” This is what I’ve wanted for a fucking year of being with her. All those times I dreamed of what she was like. And all it took was sucking her husband’s dick.

She wraps herself around me as I line up, while Ace slides down to lie next to her. Pushing in, I almost come right there. The tightness and warm caresses against my cock are more than I can handle.

“Oh, god. Your piercings…”

Giving her a little smile, I back out some. “Too much?”

Digging her nails into my bare ass, she smiles. “No. I want more.”

I shove all the way in as she releases a pent-up grunt.

“Hey, fuck her. Fuck my wife. Give it to her hard.” Greeting his face, Ace smiles at me. “She likes that,” he says with a little wiggle of his eyebrow.

Not holding back, I release everything I’ve wanted to do to her body. Sweat beads drop onto her stomach as I swivel my hips into her. When I think I can’t go on, I pull out and flop onto the couch. “Come ride me, vixen.”

Her curvy figure settles down on my dick as I let her do the work. I watch her full breasts jiggle in front of my face for a minute, then latch onto a nipple as she screams. Hitting her walls, I feel my balls tingle and grip her waist to slow her movements. I don’t want to lose this privilege, being right at the brink every time she grinds, so I pull her up off me. As she hovers there, I nod at Ace, who has been watching us like he’s absolutely mesmerized. “Lick your wife’s pussy off my dick, maverick.”

Squeezing between my legs, he takes my cock in his mouth and gives my balls a tight tug. Like he’s really into this now. “Fuck… You’re-I’m, ugh… Here it comes.” Exploding down his throat, I throb against his tongue as he cleans me up, not letting go until I’m finished.

As I flop back against the cushions, every thought in my brain vanishes. Vixen slides off my lap and a firm grip grasps my jaw, forcing my mouth to open. When I peek an eye, Ace looms over me, his lips pursing. Before I realize what’s happening, he drizzles my cum into my mouth in one long string, then snaps off the line when he closes my chin with a tap of his hand.

He gives a little chuckle as he wipes his lips with the back of his hand. “Now swallow.” His tenor is so commanding, it’s an order. And it makes my nipples hard.

When I drink his full load, I realize… Yep. I think I just played a hierarchical game with a wolf pack.

And I’m definitely the beta.

The mattress rocks beneath me,waking me way too early. Squeezing my lids shut, I pretend to be asleep, but my ears capture his breathy pants and her little whimpers of pleasure. A cold droplet of sweat splashes on my bicep, and I ease my eyes open. Ace’s gaze finds my face, and he gives me a wink as he shoves inside his wife again.

He’s just determined to get her knocked up and I get it. It’s what both of them want. But I can’t help feeling if she does, that will be it. They’ll have their little family and be done with me. And I’m not finished yet. I can’t be.

Letting the back of my fingers trail down her impeccably smooth skin, I venture onto Ace’s tattooed side. His flank has an intricate Capitoline hill with columns and steps leading up to the engraved doors, and I find it interesting he chose that particular building, expecting he wouldn’t understand the meaning. But it makes more sense as I follow down farther where a large Lupa Capitolina looms around to his back, swollen teats feeding a couple of human babies. Behind the great wolf is a flock of twelve birds in flight.

Maybe there’s more to this man than I thought.

“You like what you see, wild card?” Rolling his bottom lip under his teeth, he pumps into Ari again while dazzling me with his intoxicating charm.

My hand lowers until it cups his ass, and his grin drops as he takes a sharp breath.

“Hurry, maverick, so I can push in after you.”

A little muscle at the back of his jaw twitches, and his eyes roam down my chest. “Stroke yourself.”

There’s some strange grunt that leaves my chest as my abs tighten. Fuck. Why do I like when he talks to me that way? Sliding the sheet down slowly, I grip my cock and rub my thumb over the engorged tip as his shiny eyes follow my motion. Knowing he’s watching makes me feel even hotter inside.

“Grab the lube. I want to feel you inside her, too.” With a nod of his perfect blond head, he aims at the bottle on the nightstand. “You okay with that, empress? You want both of us to fuck you at the same time?”

“Ye-yes, please.”

“Here. I’m going to hold her, and you get in behind her.” Ace slides out and stands next to the bed. Then, like she weighs nothing in his cut arms, he hoists her up around his waist, sliding inside again. Hurriedly, I squeeze a dollop of goo on my dick and rub it in, then bring a handful to loosen her backside. Wetting her hole with my fingers, Ace bounces her up and down slowly on his dick.

“Oh my god, Wyatt, that feels so good. Please fill me. I need both of you inside me. Now,” Ari says breathily, tossing her long hair over her shoulder to give me this look like the sex goddess she is. Ace holds her still until I can fit in, my steel apadravya barbell popping through her tense ring first as she gasps. When I push the first rung of the ladder in, my teeth find her neck and bite to get her mind off the pressure. Ace gathers her moaning mouth with his.

“Fuck, this is tighter than ever,” I manage to grunt out.

“I feel you… Ugh… I can feel you inside her,” Ace says, as he glances down to where we’re fitting together. “Those piercings, man. Damn! That was an excellent choice.”

Once I’m fully inside, I help hold her in my arms, until her weight is evenly distributed between Ace and me. Working with the rhythm he sets, I plunge while gritting my teeth. It’s the best thing my dick has ever felt.

Gripping her hair, I twist her neck around so I can kiss her while in her ass. Ace does the same before I’m finished. As if in a war, I shove my way to her face and latch my tongue with hers before she’s even done kissing him and the ecstasy of the lust consuming my loins makes me not even care that the three of us end up in some spit-swapping lip-smacking suction fest. The vibrations of Ace’s deep voice make my mouth tingle, as well as my balls.

“Fuck, I can’t hold it anymore,” I say into Ari’s warm neck.

“Come in her ass, wild card. Fill her up and I’ll do the same.” Raising one thumb to her bottom lip, he pulls it down and presses his forehead to hers. Whispering against her face, he says, “You want all our cum inside you, empress? Both holes at once?”

Some unearthly angelic sound escapes her, which causes me to unleash deep inside her. That tight ring tensing around me as I do, choking my dick.

Ace’s breath halts as he scrunches his face. “Fuck, fuck. I can feel you pulsing inside her.” With a loud growl, he releases himself in her front and he’s right. Every throb of his thick cock stretches the thin wall between us.

We hold her up, her legs wrapped over his forearms and her waist gripped between my embrace, the three of us panting for air. My spent cock slips out one rung at a time, and his must, too, and I snag her from him and toss us on the bed. Ace follows until the three of us spoon for a while.

Scratching my head, I realize I must have fallen asleep and when I open my eyes, there he is lying next to me. It’s become routine now. Shoving down some awkwardness, I ask, “What do you think she’s making for breakfast?”

As if he’s feeling the same as me, his shoulders lose some of their tautness as his smile brightens the room. “Probably pancakes. I’m gonna get so fat with her around.”

“Doubt that. Not if we do the sort of workout we just did.”

“Ha, true.” Sitting up, he rubs his perfect hair into place, then asks, “You showering first?”

“I usually do, but if you want it, I can go to another⁠—”

“Nah, nah. You can use it. I’ll go grab some pancakes and shower after.” He tosses on some shorts, then pauses at the door while I gather myself to head to the bathroom. “I’m, uh. I like you being here, Willow.”

Snorting, I nod. “Thanks, maverick.”

After breakfast and heading to my drop-off spots, I stop by the shop for the updates, but my mind is far from where I stand. Plus, being around Garg and Murph and all these guys makes my stomach twist into a huge knot. I can’t imagine the shit they’d give me if they knew I just blew my girlfriend’s husband. That I drank his cum. Fuck, that he fed me mine.

In the light of the day, everything seems wrong and weird. Like I just did something I shouldn’t have done. But also, something I had to do. Maybe even a thing I wanted.

“Hand me that wrench,” Rogue says, and I almost jump out of my own skin at the intrusion in my thoughts. Can he see what I did written on my face? As I hand it to him, I feel my cheeks burn with embarrassment. “The fuck’s wrong with you?”

“Uh, what? Nothing.” Busying myself with the tally sheet, I go over any leftover weapons that I need to take care of tomorrow.

“Steele, man. You’ve missed, like, two meetings now. People are getting restless. They need to hear from you. What’s up with your plan?”

I whip around to face a disgruntled Garg, his arms crossed over his hairy belly, and a pacing Jaws, who tosses a lit cigarette near the oil like a fucking moron. Stomping it out with my boot, I give him a pointed look and tell them, “I’ll be there tomorrow.” Clearing my throat, I command, “And I’m bringing my senator friend.”

Murph’s red head turns and gives me a surprised look. “Oh?”

“Yeah. Figured it would do us all good to have him there.”

Jaws’s eyebrow narrows. “Just how fucking cozy are you with the pompous prick?”

“He’s not—” I stop. Not knowing what to say.

It irritates me, the way the words spew from Jaws’s mouth. He doesn’t even know Ace. Of course, he could be dead-on and I’m in too deep now to see things clearly. I feel off. Like I’ve put on a new body and my old self is trying to fill it, but the fit isn’t quite right.

Just when I consider giving up the entire charade, going back to my apartment and the real me, a text pops through. It’s a picture of Ari with her shirt pulled up, straddling Ace as she sits on his lap. She’s smiling for the camera as he bites down on one of her large nipples, flashing his white teeth and giving me that look…the one that would get anyone to vote for him. The message says,

Ari

Hurry home. We need you.

And within that brief moment, I’ve decided. No matter what it takes, or how long. Even if I debase myself in ways I haven’t since I was sixteen, there’s no way in hell I’m giving up. I’m seeing this entire thing through to the end.

Asa Donovan and his wife will be mine.