Flock (The Ravenhood)

Basking atop of the rough exterior of the mammoth float, eyes closed, I lift my chin toward the direction of the sun. Sean to one side of me, Dominic on the other. Both are bare-chested in dark swimming trunks, and I’ve had a hell of a time ripping my eyes off them today, especially after what transpired this morning. Dominic met me at the float, silvery eyes gleaming with mischief, a devilish smile tilting his full lips, the picture of a dark angel with deviant intent.

“Get it all figured out?” His words were full of insinuation as if he knew exactly what our spat had been about and how it ended, so I just glared at him. And he seemed to glow in it, saying nothing else as he helped Sean get the two coolers on the massive float.

It’s where we’ve been for hours; drinking, talking, swimming, eating, and sun-bathing like lazy cats. Dominic hasn’t gone out of his way to be nice to me, but it’s become evident as the hours pass that the dynamic changed after the day I spent with him.

Music plays from the small radio Sean brought as we all laze silently, floating in the middle of the lake, anchored in the water, secluded by the majestic mountains above. It’s the perfect summer day, the coconut smell of suntan lotion lingering in the air between the three of us.

I flip on my stomach and turn my head in Dominic’s direction, opening my eyes when I feel his lingering stare. The sight of him is jarring. He’s sprawled out, skin slick with sweat, his gaze darkening as he watches me.

“What?”

He says nothing, just concentrates on me, and I feel the clench inside, the ache, the unfurling, and the truth of Sean’s words. I do want Dominic. I’m constantly fighting our draw, all the while trying to make peace with what it would mean to me if I stopped.

Is it wrong?

And is this the only chance I am going to get, to be in a situation with two insanely hot men I share desire for?

Dominic pivots his arm so he’s able to brush the pad of his thumb down my spine. I shiver at the contact, my eyes widening slightly, my lips parting as he tracks his finger trailing down my skin. And then I feel the tug on the back of my bikini string as he slowly unravels it, and the soft material slackens at the front of me.

“I’m not…”

Dominic lifts a brow, stilling his touch, a question in his eyes. He’s seeking permission. I can feel Sean bristle next to me and turn my head to meet his eyes, light green depths flecked with brown searching mine. He leans in and places a gentle kiss on my lips as Dominic resumes his touch.

It’s a choice. My choice.

“I’m not f-fucking…” I sputter out to Sean, thinking that’s what he wants to hear while trying to voice my lie.

Can I do this?

Do I want to?

Am I capable of living with it?

Dominic’s breath is hot in my ear. He’s shifted somehow since I’ve turned my head, I can feel the skin of his chest at my back when he whispers. “I would never let you fuck me.”

I turn in his direction, he’s close, so close, just a breath away from our lips touching.

“You know what I mean.” I’m breathless. Thunder rolls in the distance as if it’s a warning sign, and I lift on my forearms, forgetting I’m topless and look at the clouds just past the mountain peaks. A storm is coming, and it seems to be the case in more ways than one. Is this a warning? It goes against my very nature, and the romantic that dwells inside me. Dominic adds the rest of his fingers as he strokes my back, still on his side while continuing to watch my face with calm focus.

“Relax, baby,” Sean murmurs, his lips trace my arm in a light kiss before he boosts me so my lower half is still on the float, and my upper half rests on him. He smiles up at me, nothing but hunger in his eyes before he rises slightly to take my nipple in his mouth. I watch him, consumed by the feel of him beneath me, hard muscle and beauty. I shiver at the caress down my back, all too aware of the fact that Dominic is touching me.

Dominic is touching me.

And I want him to.

Shivering at the pleasure it brings me, I turn to face him and see his relaxed posture as he silently watches me.

His thick hair is tousled and my fingers itch to run through it as my eyes drop to his full lips just as Sean draws my nipple tight. Gasping out in pleasure, my eyes roll down Dom’s physique, he’s all hard lines, deep indentations, perfection personified, cut from a god’s blueprint. But in truth, he’s the all-too-tempting apple, and if I take a single bite, I may be enchanted in a way I’m not sure I can handle.

But I want that bite.

Lost in our static, Dom’s hand stills as we draw the same breath.

And that’s when I feel the snap on both our parts. He lifts, just as I bend, and our lips meet.

Tiny explosions pulsate throughout before my body shudders on impact.

Sean groans as if he feels it happen and moves to my other nipple, sucking it greedily into his mouth. Thunder sounds again, as Dominic slips his tongue past my lips, and thrusts a hand into my hair, kissing me deep, his tongue stroking, sure and probing, tasting every corner of my mouth. I moan into his, the kiss intoxicating as Sean’s mouth covers me, his lips tracing over every inch of skin. Dominic closes our kiss but stills my head with steady hands, keeping our eyes locked.

I want this. I want this more than my next breath. An audible moan leaves me due to Sean’s magic, and Dominic’s eyes flare as he draws my lips again for another kiss. This one far deeper, more, just…more. I feel like a siren, worshipped, beautiful, sexy. It’s the most power I’ve ever had, and they’re giving it to me.

It’s a choice. I can stop this at any time. I can stop it now.

Sean’s fingers feather in a soft caress up and down my skin as Dominic lulls me into his kiss with his tongue. I could spend eternity kissing this man. It’s intense, sinful, consuming, along with a whisper of something else. Moaning, I pull back, surprised by just how much I didn’t want it to end. Dominic’s stare seems to match the mystified feeling pulsing throughout me—our connection brimming with possibilities.

More thunder, another kiss with Dominic which he seems content to do, as if that’s all he might want as Sean suckles my nipples, hands cupping my ass, spreading me, rubbing me along his swollen cock. My clit pulses in awareness, the throbbing going from a steady thrum to raging as something inside of me, an inkling, starts to wake within me as if from a deep sleep.

I have questions, so many questions, but they remain unasked as Dominic makes quick work of breaking our kiss, rising up to sit and then pulling me into his lap so I’m straddling him. We lock eyes for seconds until he dips and claims my mouth fully. This kiss goes deeper as our chests touch, and my breasts graze his solid wall of muscle as he groans into my mouth. This kiss is filled with unexpected passion and longing and seems endless. I can’t, even knowing Sean is watching, rip myself away. Tongues tangle, hands roam, we explore hungrily. When we part, our fast breaths mingle, revelation dancing in both our eyes. I feel like he can see mine, and I know his mirrors it. His touch, his presence, his kiss is like being surrounded by a cool, dark cloud, one I’m dwelling comfortably in.

For the first time since I met Dominic, I truly want to know who he is and why his kiss affects me this way. Spellbound, a familiar touch sweeps my hair from my shoulder just before I feel the sting of Sean’s teeth and then his tongue. He’s behind me now, his hands roaming all over my skin, unhurried as if we have all the time in the world.

The thunder grows closer and I know I should be worried about the coming storm, but I can’t stop staring at Dominic. He’s still waiting for a decision. And I know he sees it the second I make it. But I put that answer into action as I rub myself along the growing thickness in his trunks.

A crackle sounds in the distance as I let myself go, let my hands and fingers roam freely, my lips explore. Then I’m being lifted up on all fours over Dominic as he cups my jaw, keeping my eyes trained on his. Sean spreads me before his lips find purchase on the inside of my thighs. Dominic drinks in my pleasure, watching my every reaction. I close my eyes against the feel of Sean’s traveling mouth and Dominic’s grip on my face tightens in command. When I open them, I can see the reflection of the fire raging within me. Satisfaction covers his face as he lifts a hand and cups my breast, his thumb brushing my nipple, just as Sean unties my bottoms and pulls them away.

I fight the distant voice of reason threatening in my head, letting the whirring of my lust drown it out. Dominic’s eyes roll down my naked body, setting me ablaze.

I want this.

And they know it.

Sean’s lips close around my clit and I yelp at the contact as Dominic soothes me with a stroke of his thumb along my cheek. “I want to hear her.” His voice is full of lust and command and that’s when I fully let myself go.

Sean begins to lap me up wildly, adding fingers to his assault. Still bare and on all fours, I glance below to see Sean’s head resting between Dominic’s spread thighs. A second later, Dominic pushes me back to sit on his face. Immediately, I begin bucking, but Dom keeps me in his iron grip, savoring my reaction, his eyes hooded. I can’t kiss him in this position. Sean spears his tongue into me, adding a third finger, and I lose control, rocking on his face, my hands braced on Dominic’s shoulders.

“She’s close,” Dominic says, his voice dripping lust. With the hand cupping my face, he traces my lip with his thumb before he pushes it into my mouth. I wrap my lips around it, sucking furiously and I bite it when I feel my body start to quake with the onslaught of my orgasm. Sean spreads me wider, his nose tickling my clit before he moves me up and begins furiously licking it. I move to toss my head back, riding his mouth, but Dominic stills the movement commanding my attention back to him.

“You’re perfect,” Dominic whispers hoarsely, and I feel it to my toes.

“I want your mouth.”

“I know,” his only reply. I move to touch him, to grip his cock and he encases my wrist with his free hand, squeezing and halting my movement with the jerk of his chin.

“Goddamn,” Sean murmurs a second before he sucks on my clit hard, and I come, crying out as he stretches my opening with his fingers.

The orgasm rips through me as Dominic traps my face with his hand, watching me, watching my body pulse with release until I’m nothing but a pool of submission.

I flood in Sean’s waiting mouth as his lapping slows before his head disappears. Dominic and I collide, mouths devouring as he grips me back into his lap. Thunder roars not far away and I jerk in his hold, yet his kiss burns hotter than the fear as he ravages my mouth. It’s the hottest fucking moment of my life and I don’t want it to end. I struggle with my kiss, wanting, needing to get closer, greedy for more. When he pulls away, we’re both panting.

“Say it,” he orders.

“Fuck me,” I reply without an ounce of hesitation, batting away any sort of lingering doubt. In seconds, Dominic has a condom in hand, and I watch on rapt as he slowly rolls it down his thick dick, my hunger growing unbearably. Behind me, Sean explores my back with his lips, his hands possessive, predatory, claiming.

“You taste so fucking good,” he murmurs into my neck and I turn my head and kiss him hungrily, tasting myself on him. Dominic stretches me with his fingers, as Sean thrusts his tongue deep into my mouth, a branding kiss, utterly captivating. He releases me, running a finger along my lips. “You sure?”

I nod, not wanting another second to pass in this time I’ve allowed myself, freed myself to have what I want.

I turn back to Dominic, whose eyes are fixed on where he spreads me, stretches me. Rolling my hips, I grind into his touch, loving the feel of him, loving the way the desire feels rolling off him.

From behind, Sean lifts me in offering, arms wrapped around me as Dominic lines his cock at my entrance. Eyes locked with Dominic, Sean slowly, so slowly lowers me onto Dominic’s cock, inch by rock hard inch, while all three of us watch.

“So fucking hot,” Sean rasps into my ear as Dominic clamps onto my hips, while I gasp at the full feel of him. Pussy pulsing, the need to move unbearable, I start to rock my hips and Dominic stops me with the jerk of his chin. He’s taking this slow, he wants to watch, and he does, fixated on my stretch around him. I study his face, the hood of his eyes, his damp hair, dark lashes, the muscles rippling in his chest, the tightness of his jaw.

I moan his name a second before his eyes shoot to mine and he thrusts up, stealing my breath. Sean latches onto my neck with his lips and teeth. “Fuck,” Sean’s voice strains unbearably as Dominic thrusts up again, fusing our bodies, burrowing deeper as I call out to him, scratching at his chest. And in the next second, I’m set free.

My hips rocket into motion, my heart pounding, my desire out of control as I stare down at Dominic, whose jaw has gone slack, the pleasure in his eye spurring me on, the fullness I feel too much.

“Let her go,” Dominic orders Sean. A second after I’m released, I’m on my back, the breath knocked out of me as Dominic drives in deep, hitching my leg over his hip, fucking me at an animalistic pace, his eyes feral, curses and grunts pouring from him.

I look between the two of them, their eyes worshipping, their mouths moving with curses, and filthy words. In a small shift, Dominic lifts to his knees, keeping us connected, my back anchored on the float my lower half in his lap as he begins to pound into me, giving Sean a clear view. Sean lowers his gaze and watches Dominic fuck the breath, the life out of me, his eyes pure desire as he keeps his hands moving, stroking, kneading. I cry out, my body quickening as Sean pushes his shorts down and frees his cock, sheathing himself in a condom before taking my lips in a kiss. I feed off him as Dominic picks up his pace, his cock jerking inside of me, his release close. I pull my lips from Sean and gaze up at Dom and what I behold is nothing short of perfection. He’s gone, so gone, lost in the connection of our bodies, his eyes untamed. Sean lifts and hovers above me, his hand sliding between us, his thumb pressing against my clit. And I shriek out Dominic’s name, my body convulsing with another orgasm, my eyes slamming shut, my heart pounding out of control. Sean backs away, watching me unravel as Dominic thrusts in once, twice, and then groans deeply with his release.

Spent, he leans down, strong biceps next to me and he kisses me for endless seconds before pulling out and away, crashing onto his back, his chest pumping in exertion. And then, Sean is there, kissing me deep, his hunger unfathomable as he pulls me onto him, his legs spread, my back to his front. He fists my hair, pulling my head back to rest on his shoulder as he lines me up and thrusts up into me.

I cry out at the invasion as he fucks me ruthlessly, spreading me over his lap, my clit throbbing in the open air, his free hand covering me, starting at my breasts and then sliding down my navel to where we connect. He circles my clit with his finger as he hammers into me, his mouth ravaging mine as he thrusts and thrusts. I catch my second wind, grinding myself into him, consumed in a haze of lust. When he tears his mouth from mine, I blink down at Dominic, who’s riveted, his eyes blazing as they roll down my body with fresh desire.

“Feels so good,” Sean murmurs, tensing, his orgasm close. I cover his working fingers with mine and in seconds, I come between our efforts, my eyes fastened on Dominic, just as Sean grunts out his release. We collapse on the float, our breaths erratic, limbs tangled just as the thunder sounds farther away in the distance. The storm missed us entirely.