Page 13 of Fires Creek
I loved watching her with Teddy; the way her body fit perfectly with his. I loved watching her ride his face as I fucked him.God, he felt so good. I had always liked anal play, but I never thought I would like fucking amanso much. I watched Teddy’s eyes flicker as he fell asleep; he looked so peaceful curled up next to our girl. That’s what she was now:ours.She wasperfect,and I knew at that moment that I was never letting her go.
I was content with whatever this was, and whatever it would be. I suppose that’s something we’d have to work out at some point. For now, I just wanted to exist here with them. I felt their skin lazily pressed against mine and allowed myself to soak in the feeling of comfort that came with being here with them. River’s eyes slowly fluttered asshe drifted off, and her soft whimpers sent a rush of blood to my dick.
Did this mean I was bi?
Did it even matter?
I laid awake for what felt like an eternity, replaying scenarios over and over in my head as I watched them sleep. I trailed my hands across the intricate flowers that surrounded the large fox etched across the centre of River’s back. Three butterflies sat neatly next to it, caressing her shoulder blade. Small stars filled the gaps between the inked art. The tendrils of ink cascaded across her left arm in dark florals that stopped just shy of her elbow. Two ropes of barbed wire wrapped around her forearm, the swirls of line-work coating her fingers.
She shivered against my touch as I traced my fingers lightly across the outline of the detailed mandala art lining her right arm. I stopped as I reached the constellation of stars scattered across her thumb and wrapped my hand over hers. My eyes felt heavy and as they met the darkness, I let sleep wash over me.
12 years ago. Age 21
I hastily flungthe bridle onto the bench in the shed, and turned on my heels, storming out into the paddock towards the house, when I noticed the gate to the stable nearby was wide open.Strange… I swear I closed it.
I changed my direction, my pace quickening as I neared the open gate. I was within touching distance of the stable when I heard faint, feminine giggles echoing from within the walls.What the fuck?
I crept closer, peering through the gaps in the chestnut wood. A flash of tanned flesh darted across my vision, accompanied by what appeared to be a pair of Wranglers being flung across the floor.
“Teddy, yes!” the feminine voice panted.
“Turn around and spread that perfect ass for me, baby,” the familiar voice of my brother demanded in reply.
I quietly peered closer, allowing my eyes to take in the sight of the woman before me barely hidden by the wooden panels separating us. She smiled as she bent over and bared her round ass to my brother. A thin, white lace bra was halfpulled down her chest. Her full breasts spilled from their case, bouncing gently as she pressed her ass back, grinding her cunt against Teddy.
I felt my dick stiffen in my jeans. I hadn’t been intimate with anyone before. But ever since Teddy turned 16, he has paraded every second girl in town in and out of his room – so seeing one underneath him now wasn’t out of character, although the stable was a change of scenery. I don’t know how Mum and Dad never noticed them…
Teddy’s dark, flannel shirt slid from his shoulders as he leant forward and trailed kisses down her neck. His hand curled up her spine and met his mouth, gripping her throat firmly as he slapped the other down against her ass. I was in awe of how his muscular frame pressed against her; the way his hands slid over her curves; how his biceps flexed as he lifted her from the hay bale and flipped her to face him; the way his lips curled into a smirk as he knelt before her, inhaling her scent before suctioning his mouth to her glistening entrance; the sound of his moans as he feasted on her. He looked incredible.
My cock ached for friction. It pressed painfully against my jeans, throbbing for release. My hand slid to my erection. I pushed down on my length and rubbed myself over the fabric to quiet the ache. My eyes still lingered on the pair, and I watched in awe as she swallowed him down. Her pretty mouth was so full, so swollen. My cock felt like it was going to burst, and I felt my entire body shiver with anticipation and desire. I raised a hand to lean against the chestnut frames before me, the other still clutching my dick through my jeans.Creaaak.
Fuck.
I halted for a moment, waiting to be caught. But as I letmy eyes fall back to the pair before me, I was thankful to see them completely preoccupied with each other.
“That’s it, baby, open for me,” Teddy growled. His cock pulsing as he pulled himself from her cunt and plunged himself into her ass. Her cries of pleasure echoed through the stable as he invaded her tight hole.My God. They looked incredible.
His ass was firm and flexed as he thrust into her, beads of sweat formed across his thick brows. His eyes darkened as he groaned and found his pleasure inside her.
I longed to touch him. To touch her. I felt my dick explode in my jeans, looking down to see the mess seeping through the denim. The sound that came from Teddy at that moment was something otherworldly, and he convulsed as the aftershocks of his orgasm ripped through him. He pulled himself from her, stroking her hair with a pleased smile plastered on his face.I had to get the fuck out of here.
Present Day
I would be lyingif I said I had never thought about being with Jonas. He was gorgeous, and something about being with a man made me feral. I loved their roughness, how they used me. I had always been a dominant man – especially in bed. The act of letting myself submit to someone felt sofreeing.
I closed my eyes; my limbs wrapped around the two people beside me. I laid there with them and replayed the events of today in my mind over, and over. How this little vixen showed up and threw a spanner in our mundane routine of kicking around here together alone. Her vibrant energy and playful demeanour were infectious, and I couldn’t get enough of her. I loved that she brought Jonas out of his shell and made him feel safe enough to explore himself, and me. I had craved him for years. I never thought that I would be allowed to taste his lips or feel him pressed against me.
The image of River riding my face embedded itself into my mind on a loop. The way her plump ass ground againstme as I devoured her greedy cunt. How good Jonas looked as he plunged into my ass, holding onto our girl to stabilise his thrusts. How she worked my dick as she used my mouth. The contrast of the dark, intricate ink on her perfectly manicured hands as it twisted over her porcelain flesh. How fucking good those hands looked wrapped around my cock. She, like her tattoos, were a work of fucking art.
I had been with couples before, but the unspoken connection between these two sent a pool of heat straight to my dick. It was unbelievable. Seeing how they collided together and instinctively found their place with each other. How they were so eager to explore with me.
The fleeting moment of hesitation when I told them I wanted them felt like a distant memory now. We connected like one perfect unit. Well, I hoped that’s what we were. I hoped we would wake up and continue our little bubble of happiness. I needed them.
“Goodnight, Peach. Goodnight, Jonas,” I murmured softly. My eyes felt heavy, and I drifted into a deep, comfortable sleep.
10 years ago. Age 20
I stumbledout of the bar towards Jonas’s ute. The burn of the whiskey still lingered in my throat. I climbed into the cab, smiling wickedly as I toyed with the scrunched-up napkin in my palm. “What’s that?” Jonas asked with a furrowed brow.
