Marked (The Recruits: Book One) (6 page)

She gulped at his praise, feeling herself blush. That was damn stupid of her considering what was happening, but she yearned for his compliments. “Thanks, Master.”

Holding herself up on her left elbow, she slid her right hand down her body, her fingers soon grazing where her curls would have been if Sofia hadn’t pressured her to get everything waxed off. Intent on pleasing Jake, she pressed the pad of her fingers against her clit and moved them round and round.

“Fuck,” Jake exhaled.

He’d pulled back, only the tip of his cock remaining inside her as he watched her finger her pussy. She was so fucking hot. So damn perfect. He rammed back inside her, her insides letting him in fully this time. His balls slapped against her hand, the faint touch so arousing he felt ready to self–combust. His control slipped inexorably, his movements becoming jerky. Erratic. Harsh. He was rough and he didn’t care. He wanted to come, wanted to make her come. His fingers dug into the skin of her hips, leaving bruises that he knew he’d enjoy seeing the next day. Reminders of their time spent together on the floor of his play room, of how she’d let herself go and had accepted everything he’d thrown at her. The perfect lover.
His
Mate
.

In one hard thrust, his cock rocked to the deep of her, his balls bouncing against her caressing fingers. She grabbed them at that same instant, tugged at them, and it gave him that final push.

His gaze on the curve of her back, he came into thick jets inside her, her ass taking it all, her slit becoming wetter by the second. He fell on top of her, and she let herself lean against the floor, both panting for air. Both so thoroughly spent it was a miracle they didn’t fall asleep right there and then.

Jake let himself fall onto his back and stared unseeingly at the ceiling.
He’d finally found her
. The words kept whirling inside his head, taunting him with the idea of a perfect future. His future.
Their future
.

Chapter Eight: The Morning After

Faye woke up slowly, her mind following a good five minutes later. Memories of the night before assailed her brain, and she tensed as the shock of what she’d done fully hit her. She’d let herself go so thoroughly with Jake. Who could have thought it’d be like that? And he had a girlfriend, someone she liked and admired. Oh no!
Jake…

Chris and Sofia were here? “Oh.” She chewed on her lip, images of what had happened the night before whirling in her head. The sex, the mind–blowing pleasure, the fantasy that had suddenly become reality. “Where are they?”

“I told them to wait downstairs…” Jake’s voice was drowned out by the sound of Sofia calling out his name. “Shit!” He jumped up from where he’d sat down on the bed, and nearly got hit by the door being flung wide open. “Sofia!” he roared.

The other woman smirked at him, but didn’t apologize. “What is taking so long, babe? Chris, here, is…” She spotted Faye in bed and screamed, “You’re here!” Long blonde hair trailed behind her as she jumped on the mattress and crawled to her friend. “How was it? You’ll have to tell me all about it! I told you he was good, didn’t I? And Chris, oh my! I mean, I’ve had sex with him before but he was so horny, we barely took breaks all night. And now I’m so freaking tired. And hungry. Are you hungry? Did you guys have breakfast yet, because I could cook some omelets or something–”

“Sofia. Breathe, please.”

At Jake’s injunction, Sofia stopped, took a deep breath and let it out slowly. “Better?” she asked him cheekily, smiling even more when Chris appeared in the threshold. “Woohoo, it’s a party!”

Chris was interrupted by Sofia, who said, her voice becoming louder and louder as the seconds ticked by, “I had nothing but cock all night. It was so…yummy!” She slid beneath the covers and turned towards Faye, who was trying her best to hide there. That didn’t work out very well, it turned out as Sofia grabbed the sheet and tugged it down. “Oh. My. God. Have you seen those tits?”

“Sofia!” Faye blushed a beet red, all the while trying to desperately grab the covers from her friend’s grasp. This was still beyond weird!

“Did Jake fuck them? Of course, he did. What am I saying?”

Red–lacquered nails were suddenly on Faye’s left breast, the sharp color such a contrast to her pale skin it took her a while to understand what was going on. “Sofia, don’t. What the hell are you doing?”

“I want to touch these puppies!” The older woman responded with a gleeful look in her eyes. “I’ve always wanted to, and now that Jake has had his turn…”

“It’s not yours!” Faye finished for her friend, the one who’d gone completely crazy. What was happening? Had the three of them concocted this while she was sleeping? Could that be it?

“Of course, it is.” Sofia pretended to pout. Sharp nails drew down, bumping into a nipple and making it harden almost immediately. With a groan, she lowered her head and took it inside her mouth, while Faye could only look down and blink.

She looked back up and watched the look of arousal on both men’s faces. “Do something!” she called out to them. Chris didn’t answer. He was too busy staring at their friend licking her breast. “Chris!” It didn’t work. He didn’t even blink for that matter. She turned her gaze to Jake, and without realizing what she was saying, asked, “Master?”

“But–” This was her friend touching her. Her
female
friend. And her roommate and her lover were watching! Was she the only one who thought this shouldn’t be happening? Faye bit her lower lip, the teeth bringing pain, especially when she felt soft fingers slide down her curved stomach. There was a tentative touch on her mound, then a more assured one as a small finger slipped between her lips. Her wet inner lips. “Oh God.”

A giggle answered her, Sofia’s mouth switching to her other nipple. She laved it. Sucked on it. Bit on it. It was almost as if she knew what would give her the most pleasure.
Maybe because she was a woman?
Faye wondered inwardly as the pressure increased between her legs.

“Fuck,” Chris muttered under his breath as he spotted the movements Sofia’s hand was making underneath the sheet. “I need to see that.”

Jake seconded that thought. In a swift move, he was at the end of the bed, the sheet at his feet. Faye squealed, but she couldn’t move away. Not with Sofia’s lips around her engorged nipple, and her fingers coated with her juices. Her eyes wide, she stared at him, until he growled, “Open your legs wide, baby.”

She shook her head no, but her movements were slow, Sofia’s caresses too good to ignore.

“Now. This will feel good. Trust me.” Jake’s voice rang out, the two men waiting to see what she would do.

Faye closed her eyes, her head falling back against the pillows as she widened her thighs. Sofia murmured her agreement, her fingers sliding down to tease Faye’s entrance.

Chris stepped closed to his friend and asked, his voice low, “What now?”

Jake stared at the two women, their two lovers. So different and yet, so good in their own way. So fucking sexy too. “Now, we play.”

Chapter Nine: When Reality Bites

When Jake had talked dirty to her the night before, putting images inside her head of how it would feel if the other couple joined them in bed, it had excited Faye. It had. She couldn’t deny it. And yet, now faced with that stark reality, thinking how it could, would affect their lives, she felt frozen into place.

She watched Chris step closer, felt the bed dip on her left side as he joined them on the bed. Sofia didn’t look up from her breasts, her fingers still busy down there too. One small digit breached her entrance and curved inside her, the long nail such an oddity Faye wondered if she should be scared. She sure hoped her friend knew what she was doing!

Before she could tell Sofia to watch the nails, Chris found her mouth with his.
Oh
. This was her roommate. The one she knew so well, or rather the one she had thought she knew well. He slipped his tongue between her lips, the soft caress a soothing balm to her overwrought nerves. His hand found her right cheek, his other palm tracing the curve of her shoulder. She let herself go in his embrace, her eyes closed, her mind drifting away. But not for long.

He wasn’t that tall so it was short on her, barely covering the essentials, but it was better than nothing. She crossed the room and waited for him near the door, not really noticing the three gazes on her.

“Behave!” Chris told his friends as he pushed Faye out of the door.

Jake’s left eyebrow rose, as if in derision. Sofia pouted for real this time, moving to sit Indian–style on the bed, looking desolate now that her playmate had left.

* * * *

Faye stopped in the middle of the corridor when she realized her feet had been taking her to the play room. Chris didn’t have such problems as he took her hand and pulled her inside the room, his gaze automatically zeroing on the toys and lingerie they’d left behind. “Did you have fun?”

“I… I don’t know. I thought you were gay, and now I learn that you’re bi. It shouldn’t change anything, but it’s so odd to think of you liking women. And I know you want Sofia. I saw it in your eyes yesterday. I… I feel as if you’ve deliberately kept so many things from me. Something is going on, isn’t it?” she asked, then in a final whisper, she added, “I thought you were my friend.”

A muffled curse rang out and he nudged her head up, forcing her to look him in the eyes. “We are, baby. We are friends, the four of us. You know that, right?”

She shrugged. “Maybe, but…there’s something else going on. I can feel it.”

He stared back at her in silence, the moment interrupted by Sofia who bounded into the room like an exuberant puppy. “Great idea you had coming in here, you guys! What’s that?” She picked up the chain g–string and held it up in front of her face. “Did you go shopping last night?”

“No, thank you.” Faye left Chris’s side, emotions running wild inside her. She didn’t know what to do, how to act. She wasn’t even sure she wanted to be here. Oh, she’d felt nothing but pleasure earlier, but this was just too bizarre. And awkward too. What would happen in the coming days? Would they revert back to normal, never mentioning again they’d all had sex together? Or would this be their new ‘normal’? “Can I ask you something?” she finally said, unable to continue further without some kind of reassurance.