Feral Bachelorism (6 page)

God, he was powerless to resist this man. The intensely physical sensations streaming through his body made him dizzy with desire. Ali was right. He did want this. He wanted this more than he’d ever wanted anything in his entire life.

“Yes,” he murmured against the mouth that held him captive, and it seemed as though that was the magic word Brad had been waiting for.

Sean opened his eyes in time to watch Brad drop to his knees before him and pull down his zipper. He tugged at his jeans, and Sean helped kick them aside. He hadn’t worn anything underneath, knowing exactly how the night would end. When he left his apartment, he knew he didn’t want anything to impede Brad’s progress.

Tonight, he’d thought things might be different between them. Losing his job had given him plenty of time to think about what he wanted, and despite his best efforts, he knew he wanted Brad.

On his way here, he’d told himself he’d be more forward about his needs and desires, less shy to express his deepest longings. He yearned to explore his feelings, and he hoped Brad would give in to his.

“Do you want this?” Brad asked, his mouth hovering close to Sean’s shaft. The feeling of déjà vu made Sean’s head spin. He tangled his fingers in Brad’s hair, as much to feel the connection between them as to steady himself.

“I…”
Yes, yes, yes
! his brain screamed, but his mouth wouldn’t obey. “Umm…”

He swallowed hard and cleared his throat. God, what was wrong with him? Why couldn’t he come to terms with receiving pleasure from another man? His body obviously had.

He sank his teeth into his lower lip. The words were right there, right on the tip of his tongue. He knew what would happen if he didn’t utter them. Brad would stand up, and the ecstasy he craved would once again pass him by. And all because he couldn’t make himself accept the satisfaction Brad offered.

“Oh, for Pete’s sake. Of course he wants it! Can’t you see it written all over his face?” Ali’s words made Sean’s limbs quiver. His heart pounded hard against his ribcage. At that moment, she sounded like a blessed fairy godmother sent to save him from himself.

“I want to hear
him
say it.” Brad grinned, his teeth flashing white in the moonlight. Though shadows obscured most of his face, Sean could make out his brilliant blue eyes glittering in the silver beams, fixed on him with an intensity that knocked the air out of his lungs.

“Here,” Ali said, taking Sean’s right hand. She guided his fingers between her legs. “For courage,” she whispered in his ear, leaning close. Her nipples brushed his arm and hardened even further.

Sean groaned as the moisture coating her slit slicked his hand. He nudged her pussy lips with the tips of his fingers tentatively at first, then with more confidence as she moaned and wriggled against his hand.

“Well, then,” Brad said. “I asked you a question.”

“Yes.” The word was hardly a whisper, more of a breath wrought from his lungs. “I want you to suck me.”

That was enough. Brad’s mouth closed around his cock, enveloping his shaft in wet heat.

“Good,” Ali said. She squatted slightly to give him more access to her pussy, and Sean thrust two fingers inside her soaked channel. “Very, very good.”

Euphoria drifted over Sean from all sides. Brad sucked, nipped and licked his cock, from the base to the tip and back again. His mouth was relentless and his hands followed, fondling Sean’s sac as his tongue laved the tender skin between his cock and balls.

As Sean thrust his fingers in and out of Ali’s pussy, he remembered what it had felt like when Brad had fucked him. The man had been rough with his body, yet gentle with his hands and lips, just as he was now. His ass clenched at the memory of being invaded, his anus stretched to capacity as Brad’s dick filled him.

God, he wanted more of that. Much more. And he wanted Ali, too. He craved to burrow his head between her legs, to feel her pussy press against his face as he licked her salty cleft.

He flicked Ali’s clit with his thumb, and she bucked against him, a cry ripping from her throat. Cream trickled from her sex, coating his skin. The scent of her release floated to his nostrils, flooding his senses.

Brad’s fingers dug into Sean’s ass, holding him close as he took the length of his shaft in his mouth. Groaning, helpless to stop what was happening to him, Sean surrendered to the sensations pouring through his veins.

He came hard and fast in an explosive rush of ecstasy. His seed spilled out of his cock in sudden bursts that rushed into Brad’s mouth. He’d expected the man to pull back, but he took everything Sean gave him and swallowed it all until every last drop had been drained from Sean’s spent cock.

“Was that good for you?” Brad asked, grinning fiercely.

Sean shook his head and withdrew his hand from Ali’s quivering pussy. His breath caught in his throat. “No.”

Brad’s eyes narrowed. “No?”

“No,” Sean repeated. He waited another heartbeat, gaining a perverse amount of satisfaction from watching Brad’s dismay wash over his features. He deserved it, Sean thought fiercely before continuing, “It was fucking unbelievable.”

Relief dissolved Brad’s frown. He released a deep breath, stood up, then closed the distance between them, wrapped his arms around Sean’s waist and pressed a hard kiss to his mouth.

Sean could taste himself on Brad’s lips, salty and musky. A small voice in the back of his mind told him the knowledge should revolt him, but it only served to send another jolt of lust into his satisfied cock.

Brad’s tongue swept over Sean’s, familiar and infinitely arousing. He responded in kind, opening to him, thrusting his hips forward and feeling Brad’s erection prod into his stomach.

“Okay, boys, enough,” Ali said, pulling them apart. Her lips turned upward in a crooked grin. “It’s my turn.”

Without intending to, Sean shot a furtive glance at Brad. In a flash, he took in the way the man’s mouth parted and his tongue swept over his lower lip. The gesture was so erotic, so brazenly wanton, it made Sean’s dick ache.

And then, as the undeniable truth sank in, that same gesture made his
heart
ache. He knew without a shadow of a doubt that the pure, shameless desire written on Brad’s face wasn’t for him.

Chapter Five

Brad reached across Sean to fondle Ali’s breast. The puckered nipple stood to attention as his thumb grazed it, and she pushed her chest forward, giving him greater access to her small, tempting mounds.

“I never could deny you anything.” He lowered his mouth and clamped his lips around a sensitive bud.

Sean’s grip tightened on his skin. The man still had his arms wrapped around Brad’s waist, and his fingernails dug into his flesh.

“Maybe I should go,” Sean said, his voice shaking almost imperceptibly.

Ali’s nipple slid out of Brad’s mouth with a loud pop. “You’re not going anywhere.”

“But…” He gestured at Ali. “You look like you want to be alone.”

The tenderness in Sean’s voice, the genuine hurt shining in his blue eyes made Brad’s breath hitch in his throat. Was it possible that this man was really as naïve as he seemed? As charmingly seductive without wanting anything in return?

The more time he spent with him, the more Brad understood Sean was unlike any other man who crossed through the gates of the Hard Delights Amusement Park. He wasn’t confident in his ability to attract men, and he hadn’t gone there that night to see how many more notches he could add to his bedpost. No, Sean was
different
. And if Brad allowed it, Sean’s vulnerability could reach the deepest recesses of his heart.

Ali smacked his shoulder with the back of her hand. “Are you going to fuck me, or are we going to stand around talking about this all night?”

Brad grinned. Thank God for Ali. Her aggressiveness served to bring him back to reality. He grabbed her wrist and pulled her down onto the forest floor. Rolling on top of her, he pinned her beneath his body. “What do you think?”

Her deep, throaty laugh filled the air. Brad heard Sean shift uncomfortably behind him, but he ignored it. Without a doubt, he wanted both of them. And now that he had them, he wasn’t going to let either one go.

Besides, letting Sean affect him this way was pointless. There were many men in the world, all deserving some of his attention. And if Brad had learned one thing from his failed relationships, it was that people were fickle. They’d leave him at the first opportunity, either to run off with their “true mate” or, in Ali’s case, run off to join the circus or whatever it was she’d been doing all this time.

“Tell me, baby,” he asked gruffly, “do you still like a big hard cock in your ass?”

She squirmed beneath him, her breath coming in fast gasps. “Why don’t you find out?”

Oh, God, how he wanted to. He yearned to bury his dick inside her tight passage, to hear her screams rend the night air.

“I really think --” Sean began, but Brad silenced him with a sharp look over his shoulder.

“You’re not going anywhere.”

“If you want someone to watch, you’ve got a forest full of animals who could fulfill that particular kink.”

Brad chuckled. If he only knew how true that really was. J.C.’s entire wedding party was getting an eyeful of the mating ritual and likely reenacting some of the more erotic activities on their own.

“You’re not just going to watch. You’re going to be an active participant in everything that happens here. I wouldn’t have it any other way.”

“But…”

“Right.
Butt
is exactly what I had in mind.” He winked, then slapped Ali’s thigh with his open palm, never taking his eyes off Sean. She gasped and parted her legs obediently. Leather scraped against his skin, teasing him with its sensual texture.

They’d played this game in the past too many times to count. For almost a year, they’d been so attuned to one another that neither one had to say a word while they made love.

Brad kneeled between her thighs and thrust his ass in the air, glancing at Sean over his shoulder. “Besides,” he continued, “if you leave, who’s going to fuck me while she gets off?”

Sean cleared his throat. “You mean you actually want me to…” His voice drifted off and his hand went to his cock. He squeezed the thick, shiny head by making a circle with his thumb and forefinger. The slit gaped open and closed, a drop of clear liquid leaking from the tiny orifice.

Brad wondered if the man was cognizant of his actions, or if the pulsing heat in his groin made him completely unaware of anything but his mounting lust. Either way, Brad didn’t care. He’d get exactly what he wanted. Tonight was all about bliss.

For a change, it was all about
him
.

“I want you to shove that giant cock of yours deep in my ass.” He grinned, knowing his frank talk made Sean uncomfortable, and watched the man squirm. Sean’s thick erection thrust out under his belly, and his hand toyed absently with his shaft. “Do you think you can handle that?”

Wordlessly, Sean nodded. A deep flush crept up his neck and stained his cheeks. Once again, Brad was struck by his inexperience, by the genuine excitement so apparent in his eyes as he realized just what was expected of him.

“Don’t worry,” Ali said, casting a look at Sean over Brad’s shoulder. “Fucking men is sort of like riding a bicycle. Once you get on, you’ll never want to get off.”

Brad’s gut clenched at her carefree words. She grinned up at him and wiggled her eyebrows, but for once, he didn’t feel tempted to return the playful smile. Just what had she been doing while she’d been away? How many men had she ridden?

He swallowed hard, determined not to let reality intrude on his private piece of heaven. Not now. Perhaps in the morning, he’d have to deal with everything that happened. Then again, in the morning, Ali would be gone. He knew that just as he knew that Sean would be there, in his arms, if he allowed him to stay.

The acceptance of that simple truth shattered the last remnants of the barriers Brad had built around his heart. His nerves felt like they’d been scraped raw, and his emotions threatened to overwhelm him. He closed his eyes. The only thing that mattered was the way it felt to have his body pressed against Ali’s, to experience Sean’s cock gently prodding his ass.

Bliss
.

That was the only word he could use to describe the sensation. It was pure, unadulterated ecstasy. And right now, he didn’t want to think about repercussions, about feelings and emotions he didn’t want to acknowledge.

“Turn around,” he whispered hoarsely. Ali’s tongue swept over her lower lip and she did as he instructed. The fallen leaves and broken branches dug into his knees, but her boots protected her flesh as she got on all fours before him.

Moonlight glided over her shapely form, highlighting the indent of her waist, the slight flare of her hips. Her lean legs looked endless as she bent her head down and thrust her ass high into the air. “Come on, Brad. Show me what you’ve got.”

He groaned and parted her ass cheeks with his hands. Behind him, he felt Sean do the same and his cock throbbed in anticipation. “That’s it. Just do what I do.”

Brad reached around and nudged Ali’s mouth with his thumb. She parted her lips and took two of his fingers inside her mouth, sucking them deeply. Sean did the same, and Brad found himself slurping at Sean’s fingers, wetting them, sucking them with the same relentless pressure Ali applied to his own hand.

His breath halted at the sight of the puckered ring of her anus, darker than the surrounding skin. The tiny hole gaped, teasing him with its small spasms. He smoothed Ali’s saliva around the opening, thrusting one finger inside her ass and preparing her for the intrusion to come.

“Like this?” Sean asked, his finger nudging Brad’s anus.

Brad moaned. “Harder.”

“Yes, harder!” Ali cried, and he obeyed, sliding another finger alongside the first. She bucked against him, pushing his fingers in past the knuckles.

And then, he couldn’t wait any longer. He lifted one foot to balance himself and placed the tip of his cock in the center of the dull rose of flesh. Pushing gently, he waited while Sean adjusted his grip on his waist and positioned his dick to fill Brad’s ass.

They moved in unison, finding their rhythm effortlessly, as though they’d all done this a hundred times before. Sean went slower than Brad, tentatively at first, easing his shaft inside Brad’s anus with small, measured strokes. When Brad pushed his ass back and impaled himself on Sean’s cock, they both cried out with pleasure.

Ali writhed beneath him. “Yes! Oh, Brad, yes!”

Hearing his name on her lips brought back a flood of memories, and another onslaught of emotions Brad didn’t want to deal with. He thrust harder, faster, relentlessly pounding his shaft inside her ass as though to punish her for leaving, for abandoning him the way she had.

And yet, nothing he did worked as he expected. The rougher he got with her body, the harder she cried out. She called his name, her voice raw and savage, again and again. When she shuddered with the energy of her release, Brad’s balls tightened, the familiar ache pulsing in his groin indicating he wasn’t far behind.

Behind him, Sean grunted, his own rhythm picking up speed as he grew accustomed to the motion. His hands gripped Brad’s hips as he pumped, his voice joining Ali’s.

And then they both screamed his name, and Brad lost the last bit of control he desperately clung to. His seed burst from his cock as his orgasm washed over him, starting in his sac and pulsing through the rest of his body, obliterating all coherent thought. He was dimly aware of Sean abruptly tensing his muscles, tightening his grip as he joined Brad in the ecstasy of release.

His cum drenched Brad’s ass, and the sensation only helped to bring another jolt of cum spurting into Ali’s tight, hot anus.

“That’s it, Brad. Just what I wanted.”

Yes
! He’d pleased her. Since she left, he’d dreamed about having one more chance to show her what she’d been missing. And he’d done it. Now she knew. When she disappeared again in the morning, she’d leave with the memory of his cock embedded in her ass, making her scream, making her
come
.

For a brief moment, he allowed himself to believe that everything was right in his world. Life was as it should be, with him sandwiched between the man and the woman who inhabited his wildest fantasies.

His muscles tensed, spasmed, and a second sensation surpassed his ecstasy. The pain began high up in his thigh and flared outward, blossoming into agony, surging through his nerve endings. Pure torment tore through his body. He rasped out a breath and slumped to meet the forest floor, his cock escaping Ali’s ass with a loud pop, Sean’s shaft sliding out of him as he collapsed.

Brad’s head spun. He rolled on his back, desperately trying to clutch at his thigh. He moved his mouth, but found he couldn’t speak. Darkness crept in from all sides. He blinked his eyes open and squinted, trying to make out Ali’s shapely curves, the wild mass of brown hair that had escaped her bun and spilled over her shoulders.

Instead of Ali’s body, three separate images imprinted themselves on his brain in quick succession. He tried to make sense of them, but the ocean of darkness crept in too fast, blocking out everything else and freezing those fleeting perceptions in his mind’s eye.

The needle sticking out of his thigh.

The white wolf dashing into the woods.

And Sean leaning over him, his features twisted with concern and something else, something Brad had been afraid to name and even more afraid he wouldn’t recognize when he saw it.

Genuine, heartbreaking love.

* * *

Sean’s heart pounded in his ears, the rhythm so loud he couldn’t hear anything else. “Brad? Oh, shit. Come on, man. Get up!”

He kneeled at Brad’s side and felt for a pulse. The skin felt warm beneath his fingers. Sean released a deep breath, pouring all the worry that had twisted his stomach into knots since he’d watched Brad slump to the ground into that sigh.

But he still couldn’t find a pulse. He shifted his fingers along the man’s neck, feeling for the thrum of a life beat, no matter how faint.

Oh, fuck
.

If only he’d been aware of Ali’s intentions. He replayed the scene in his mind, remembering the way he’d watched, horrified, as she unzipped her boot and pulled out the syringe. At the time, his orgasm-induced haze had prevented him from doing anything to stop her. His cock had ruled his brain, his desire and overwhelming lust for Brad keeping him from grasping what was happening around him.

Despite everything, he wasn’t sure he could have averted the path of the syringe even if he’d wanted to. Ali had moved faster than he’d ever seen anyone move. One moment she shuddered in the throes of passion, and the next her eyes had taken on a cold, calculating look as she glanced over her shoulder and slammed the needle in Brad’s thigh.

Then she’d tucked her body beneath her and rolled on the soft grass. At the time, it felt as though the entire forest held its breath. The only sounds had been the sigh of the wind and Brad’s wordless groan.

Sean remembered her parting words and a chill ran down his spine. “Nothing personal,” she’d said. “My services have always gone to the highest bidder.”

A moment later, she was gone. Sean thought he saw a flash of white disappear into the foliage, but it must have been the moonlight glinting off her skin.

Fuck, fuck, fuck
!

Still no pulse. Nothing.

He gulped and tried to ignore the worry that gnawed at his gut, to no avail. Panic set in, flaring through him at lightning speed. Not knowing what else to do, he grasped Brad’s shoulders and shook him hard. “Get up, damn it! She’s getting away.”

Brad didn’t move. A thick syringe stuck out grotesquely from his flesh, the plunger lying flat at its base. Whatever liquid had been in it now surged through Brad’s blood stream, ravaging God only knew what kind of cruel torment on every cell it encountered.

“Fuck,” Sean murmured for the umpteenth time. Tears stung his eyes. He blinked them back. He tried to think, but agony twisted his thoughts. He couldn’t make sense of anything beyond Brad’s still form.

A few feet away, his clothes lay crumpled on the ground. He ran through a mental checklist of everything in his pockets. Gum. His wallet. Credit cards. Cash.