Marked (The Recruits: Book One) (7 page)

“I don’t think I’ll be able to go back to…to normal. I mean, I won’t be able to forget that I had sex with Jake, or that Sofia touched me. It’s just… I don’t understand how this is going to work!”

“We can make it work,” Jake’s soft voice rang in her ear.

He probably thought it would soothe her but the effect was lost when she felt his cock, hard against her butt. “Can we? Are you so sure about that? Because I’m not!”

“What are you afraid of, pet?” He moved so he was standing right in front of her.

“That you’ll keep on calling me that, for one! I thought this was supposed to be a one–off. That it would be a secret between us, that I…” She bit her lip. “I don’t know. I think I should… I should go.”

“Don’t.” Chris moved forward. “Please, Faye, we didn’t do this to hurt you. We just thought you’d be, you know, into it. I mean, this is just between us four. No one else has to know. We just…”

“We like to share.” Sofia popped at their sides, her eyes bright and still eager.

“You like to share?” Faye repeated, feeling herself lose touch with reality. Who were these people? She’d known them for months. She’d been living with Chris for months, and in all that time, he’d never told her he was into such a thing. Oh, she’d known the three of them were very close, but that close? “What do you think will happen exactly?”

Jake’s fingers found her chin and he pushed her face up until their gazes locked. “There’s nothing to be afraid of. It’s just us.” She snorted, and his eyes flashed. “Don’t push me, Faye.”

Chris cleared his throat. “Maybe we shouldn’t be doing this right now.”

“I don’t want her leaving like that.”

“I’ll leave if I want to!” Faye pushed on Jake’s chest, wanting him to step back so he would stop crowding her. It was too close to how he’d been the previous night. How he’d felt. How he’d taken control and shown her a world she’d only guessed at.

“Not in that state, you won’t. I want you to tell us what you want first. We need to clear the air now, once and for all. So, Faye, what do you want?”

“I don’t understand!” Faye felt like hitting her head against the wall. “When did you decide all this? Why didn’t you tell me before about this swapping thing? Why?”

“Because we weren’t sure how you would react,” Jake answered, when she’d wanted to hear Chris’s version.

“Argh!”

“Let’s have breakfast, guys. I think we should give Faye some time to get her mind around it.” Finally her roommate had spoken. And his words didn’t help whatsoever.

She followed them downstairs, aware things hadn’t been resolved. Aware they were waiting for her to give them the green light. And then, what? They’d have sex together and live happily ever after? Who were they kidding?

This was reality, not fiction, damn it!

Chapter Ten: One Decision, Too Many Consequences

Half of Faye wanted to go home and hide; the other half wanted her to jump on any of the other three people present in the kitchen for another bout of sex. Juices coated her pussy from their earlier caresses, her walls yearning for a thick cock to stretch them. She blamed Jake for that. He’d aroused her so thoroughly the night before, her body wanted more.
Could you get accustomed to so much pleasure?
She wondered as she watched Sofia skillfully flip a veggie–filled omelet.

She felt Chris’s gaze on her, and knew he was getting worried. She didn’t have the courage to speak up however. Not now. He’d been right. She was hungry and thirsty, and just plain tired. She needed a break.

Her breasts chafed against the cotton of his shirt, and she closed her eyes. Damn treacherous body! She fidgeted on her high stool, and fought the urge to rub her thighs together.

“Yes, I am.” He stepped towards her, rounding the wooden island so he was standing behind her. He caged her with his big body, his hands slapping the counter in front of her. Pressing his hard chest against her back, he bent down and whispered in her right ear, “You’re mine, Faye. Remember?”

“No,” she whispered back, feeling Chris’s and Sofia’s gaze on her. “No, I’m not anymore. It was only last night. We were just playing!”

He didn’t listen to her. He simply drew the shirt up, exposing her rounded butt, the length of her spine, her heavy breasts. He threw the shirt behind him and pressed himself even closer to her. The stool was at the perfect height, something she really shouldn’t have been surprised at, knowing her friends’ proclivities. His cock settled along the cleft of her ass, the cotton of his khakis brushing her sensitive skin. Her breath hitched but he wasn’t finished. His hands cupped her breasts from behind, fingers squeezing her nipples into hard nubs. She gasped.

The sound echoed in the room, and that’s when she finally remembered the other couple. Her widened eyes took in Sofia who’d stopped cooking, all the better to stare at her. Her gaze flitted to her roommate, afraid of what she’d see on his face. He looked…happy? He even smiled at her. “What?” she mumbled, clearly aware she was missing an important piece of information. What was going on?

“Shhh,” Jake said, his right hand slipping down her stomach. He petted her mound until she couldn’t help but widen her thighs. She couldn’t move them much, not with his weight pressing her against the counter like this. But it was enough for one finger to find her clit.

She moaned, and she hated herself for it. And then, he stopped.

He stepped away from her, his touch gone in one second. She shivered as air brushed her overheated skin, her body yearning for him all the more. “Please,” she found herself turning around to look at him. Beg him…

Her hands tightened into fists, her nails digging into her palms. But there was nothing to be done. Her mouth opened, and she said, “Fuck me, Master.”

No triumphant smile graced Jake’s face, even if she’d expected it. Instead, he tilted her head to the side and took her mouth into a deep kiss. The kind of kiss that changes everything. It was hot, and wet, and pure. It was passion. She let herself go then, overwhelmed by it all. By Jake, the Master that should only have been for one night. By Chris, the man she’d thought she knew. By Sofia, the friend she adored and who now wanted more. Those three people had been her life for the past months, and they still were. They were. But now, they were more.

She had to accept it. She didn’t see any other options. She didn’t want to lose them after all. As these thoughts whirled through her mind, she accepted Jake’s touch on her. When he bent her over the counter, her ass high in the air, she didn’t complain. When he asked Sofia to come nearer, she didn’t utter one word.

And then, her life as she’d known it really ended. And, another one began…

Chapter Eleven: An Orgy Like No Other

Faye listened to the two men talk as Sofia readied her breasts, pinching and tugging on her nipples until they were hard and a bright red.

“
I was right then?” Chris asked as he saw Jake step into the bedroom they were once more in, nodding towards the tweezers–like clamps his friend was holding.

“
You sure were. She loves them.”

“
I always thought she’d get a kick out of them.”

“
And you were right. She’s perfect for me.”

“
I know. It was just a matter of time before I found her.”

“
I had every faith in you, my friend.”

Chris snorted.

Faye watched Jake move towards her, her mind still replaying the two friends’ conversation. There was something there, some kind of clue to their current status. They didn’t leave her time to pursue this thought though.

Jake patted Sofia’s ass and she moved aside, sticking her tongue out at him in a playful gesture. “Yeah, yeah,” he chuckled. “I know. You were doing something. But now, it’s my turn.”

“Looks like it,” Sofia replied, her gaze falling on the cock that had been inside her not that long ago. “Oh yeah, baby.” She licked her lips and crawled on her hands and knees towards Chris.

Faye couldn’t look away. She watched her friend lick her roommate’s cock, the image so absurd she nearly laughed out loud. The singular feeling didn’t last long. Harsh fingers took over from where Sofia had left off, pinching her nipples to the point of pain. She jerked against the headboard, but Jake didn’t care. He was already opening up the clamps, positioning them around her engorged nubs, tightening the prongs until her nipples were caught. Held immobile. Squeezed in a never–ending caress. She closed her eyes and moaned, a long moan that echoed throughout the room.

“Yes, that’s it, pet. Let yourself go. You know you love the pain.” Jake grabbed her shoulders and moved her so she was lying on her back. He looked down at her and shook her head. “No, not like that.”

She looked up at him, but he’d slid away. Instead, her eyes found the other couple. Chris was staring at her, his eyes on her nipples and the clamps holding them captive. He licked his lips, his hands grabbing Sofia’s head, forcing her to take his cock deeper into her mouth.

“Sit up,” Jake ordered, breaking the moment.

Faye moved, blinking when she saw him take her place. He lied on his back, his tanned body such a deep contrast to the white linens it made her heart palpitate.

“Come here and lie on me.” Before she could straddle his lap, he added, “On your back.”

“I don’t understand.”

He flashed her a look, but still replied, “I want you to lie on me, back to front. Make sure my cock is against your ass, understood?”

“Uhm, I guess.” Her nipples aching at the movements, she sat on him, his cock a hard pressure against her back. She leaned down until his chest cradled her back, his arms embracing her. Fidgeting, she slid down a little and only came to a still when she thought she had found the correct position.

Faye tried to forget about the never–ending ache and widened her thighs, hooking her legs over his as he directed. She was fully open now, her pussy glistening with juices for everyone to see.

“Good girl. Sofia, come here.”

The other woman gave one last lick to Chris’s cock and crawled towards them, her lean body so beautiful it made Faye gulp. How could they want her when they could look at Sofia at the same time and compare? She watched Sofia move between their legs without any more prompts from Jake, settling on her elbows, her ass in the air. It didn’t come as a great surprise when Chris knelt behind her, grabbing her small hips in his hands. Faye remembered Jake’s words from the night before, the fantasy he’d drawn in her head. The one that looked remarkably like what was happening right this second.
Did they always do this? Or was he just acting out what he thought would please her?
She wondered inwardly, a gasp escaping her when Sofia’s face disappeared between her thighs. “Hell!”

“Put my cock inside her, Sofia. I want to fuck her at the same time.”

Small fingers drifted between their bodies, pushing her butt upwards until Faye understood she was supposed to lean up. She did, her balance precarious, while Sofia grabbed Jake’s cock and brought it to her entrance. She guided it in, sharp nails gliding up and circling Faye’s clit.

A minute later, Faye realized she was going to have to stop thinking. She couldn’t watch it all, couldn’t comprehend it all. Chris was fucking Sofia in a way she’d never have imagined, even in her wildest dreams. He was rough, his face a stark mask as he pounded into the other woman from behind. Who was this Chris and where had her roommate disappeared to? Meanwhile, Sofia was busy licking and sucking on her clit. Between her caresses and Jake’s thick cock inside her, she was soon going to be on sensation overload.