Jinxed: A Paranormal Why Choose Standalone

Quiet conversation caught my ear as I climbed the stairs to my room. Interestingly enough, it was coming from Felix’s room, which was normally the quietest of all. Quiet, and pretty, because Felix had the nicest room in the house. Facing south, it caught the most sunlight, and felt the most free. I tiptoed down the hall as silently as my still slightly buzzed body would allow. I was curious to see what he could possibly be saying to Savannah. If I was honest with myself, I was mildly jealous at their alone time as well.

Which was crazy. No less crazy, I supposed, than being stuck in a cursed house, unaging, for the last thirty years of my life. No less crazy than the ridiculous series of bad luck that struck me continuously. I had known Savannah for less than a day, but I wanted her to be mine, and mine alone.

I wasn’t dumb. I saw the look Luther gave her when we walked in together. I couldn’t help but notice how Felix tensed as he looked Savannah over from top to toe. It would’ve been a lie to say that wasn’t my intention when I grabbed her hand right before we entered the dining room. I wanted them to be jealous, to see how she was drawn to me, just like all those girls had been in my past. There was something about knowing people were jealous of you, and what you could do. The advantage of having something they didn’t that made me feel actually lucky.

Three dudes. One girl. And all of us wanted her. This could only be an absolute mess, right? But we had been trapped in isolation for far too long for a pretty girl not to have an effect on all of us. We would’ve had to have been dead to not notice her. To be fair to her, I wasn’t sure she wanted any of us. I hadn’t stopped to ask. But her body language had spoken more than words ever could.

Even my doubt over what Savannah really wanted didn’t stop me from creeping towards the open doorway. Making people jealous made me feel lucky, but the flipside sure didn’t. Actually feeling jealous sucked. I could only make out every other word, my slightly drunk brain unable to connect the dots.

“…stuck…almost…years…Luther…” Felix’s voice.

Felix must be telling her how long he was alone before Luther unknowingly stumbled into this shitshow. I was curious how much of his story he had told her. As far as I knew, not even Luther had heard the whole thing. Another footstep closer, and another shuffle, and I could make out Savannah’s sweet tone.

“Felix…sorry…no…gone through…”

Not like she was very sweet at all when we were fucking in the basement. My depraved soul knew another when I saw it, and sweet Savanah was as corrupt as they came. Who else took a look at this ramshackle house and fell in love with it? What kind of deviant heard my story, and then immediately had sex with me? No, there was darkness there. Like called to like. I could almost grip Felix’s door trim now, if I was really careful.

“Don’t…fine…long time…”

And then, silence. What were they doing in there? I needed to see. I curled my fingers trying to peer inside the room, only for my grip to slip and leave the rest of my body sprawled out on the floor. Fuck’s sake. I looked up to see Savannah sitting in Felix’s lap, fingers tangled in his hair. His hands were invisible under her shirt. Both looked shocked, although whether it was from getting caught or seeing me, I wasn’t sure.

I waited for the flames of red-hot jealousy to flicker through my body as I lay there rigidly. Savannah’s face flushed, and Felix’s hair was the most mussed I had ever seen. I expected irritation, annoyance that I had moved so quickly on the first woman I had seen in thirty years. Instead, I felt something different. Something more powerful and all-consuming.

Lust.

I didn’t care I wasn’t the one making Savannah moan. I wasn’t bothered that my hands weren’t on her. Felix wasn’t my favorite dude in the world, but if we could both pleasure Savannah, and both feel good in the process…what was the problem? Pretty much all social code had gone out the door with whatever freaky magic was happening in here. Now the only problem was how to bring it up. Continuing to lie on the floor watching them silently, as they stared at me, was not the chill vibe I was going for.

“Um….hi?” I offered an awkward wave.

Felix glared, obviously pissed at the intrusion. But if the fuckhead was so bothered, he should’ve shut his door. “What do you need, Theo?”

“I just wanted to make sure Savannah was okay. She seemed pretty upset when she left the room.” Weak excuse, man. Weak. Fucking. Excuse.

“She’s fine,” Felix snapped.

Savannah pulled Felix’s head away from her. “Excuse me? I think I can answer for myself.” She turned towards me and offered a smile. “Come here, Theo.”

I pushed myself off the floor, unable to stop the grin from spreading across my face. I didn’t know much about this girl, but her smile was the sunshine I had been missing for decades. She listened to my story–really listened–without pity, or judgment. So if she asked me to come closer, I would run to her side.

She removed her fingers from Felix’s hair and grabbed my hand with hers. “I’m good. Really. It’s been a crazy and overwhelmingly insane day, and I’m still not sure I’m not imagining this whole thing. But I’m getting there.”

It should’ve been strange, her holding my hand while she sat on Felix’s lap. But except for Felix’s lethal glare, it felt completely natural. Her hand fit inside mine perfectly, and I wasn’t imagining the electricity that sparked between our touch. She stared at me with those big hazel eyes, and I was unable to look away.

I see you, I thought. I hear you. I couldn’t stop myself from flipping her wrist over and pulling it to my mouth for a kiss. She sucked in a quiet breath, and I was almost positive Felix growled.

I didn’t realize we were in a werewolf movie, dickwad. I shook my head, not wanting the moment to collapse around us. If it meant I got Savannah, I could put up with Felix. I could put up with it all for a genuine, real, chance at being lucky. And the way she smiled at me…man, I felt luckier than I ever had.

Something about her smile made the four walls of this prison fade away, warming the rooms that felt damp no matter what. Touching her made everything better. I had fucked girls before, sure. But none like Savannah. The girls I had sex with before were hard. Rough around the edges. Broken down into tiny little pieces that cut you like glass shards.

I was tired of bleeding. I wanted to be whole. And maybe Savannah was that chance for me. If she was, I wasn’t going to let it slip away.

My mouth still pressed against the tender skin of her wrist, I smiled. “Is this okay, sweet girl?” I murmured, enjoying the way her body tensed against my breath. It was clear I affected her.

She knew what I meant. Is this okay? Felix and I, both touching her. I knew what I wanted, and couldn’t care less about Felix. But I wanted to know what she thought. Was it pushing things? Did she like him more than she liked me?

Savannah turned away for a moment, looking back at Felix. I was certain she wanted this. Wanted us. Both of us. Her skin was hot and flushed under my touch, and her breathing was still heavy. But she needed to know what Felix thought first. Whatever she saw there must have been enough for her. Understanding, maybe. Or acceptance. Maybe even resignation. She looked back at me, desire and apprehension mixing in her eyes.

“Yes, please,” she whispered.

Fuck, she was pretty when she was so polite. I gripped the back of her neck and pulled her face to mine for a kiss. I was already hard, my cock straining against my jeans, and I wanted nothing more than to sink into Savannah–wherever she’d let me. I opened my eyes, Felix glaring at me over Savannah’s head, but I gave zero shits. We could put up with each other for a few moments, couldn’t we? For this?

I deepened the kiss, sliding my tongue along Savannah’s full lips. Felix still sat there, doing nothing except tightening his grip on her hips.

Come on, man. You know how to share a girl. Do something. And then it hit me. Felix probably didn’t know how to share a girl. Not only had it been over a hundred years since he had seen a woman, was sharing really a thing in 1907? Menages? Had the poor dude ever even had a blowjob? My eyes widened, horrified, and I tightened my grip in Savannah’s hair to distract her from my shock.

Okay. Guess I was steering this ship. I didn’t know how Felix would react, but he had a choice between joining in or getting the fuck out at this point. I knew what I’d choose. I led Savannah’s hand down to Felix’s cock, his hard-on easily evident in his thin pants.

I pulled away from her lips for a moment, long enough to brush hair away from her ear and whisper, “Can you handle two, sweet girl?”

She nodded, released my hand and began rolling her hips against Felix. He moaned and clutched her even tighter. His dark eyes looked lighter now, lit by a fire of passion. I was happy to fuel it if it meant I got to watch this goddess in action. I moved behind Savannah and lifted her shirt up. Remembering her bralessness made me groan as I tossed her shirt into the corner. Her breasts were now right in front of Felix, and he stared at them, wide-eyed. I leaned over, tweaked one of Savannah’s hard nipples until she gasped. I nodded towards her other breast, indicating Felix should take a turn.

He lowered his mouth slowly onto her breast, clamping his lips around her nipple as I played with the other. The sounds coming out of Savannah’s mouth were heavenly and had a direct line to my cock. Not wanting to take my fingers away from her, I used my free hand to undo my pants, shuffling them over my hips in desperation.

“Oh, fuck,” Savannah moaned. “Sweet fucking Jesus.”

Lord, I wanted nothing more than to see that pretty face as she came one more time. I pulled her hair, tugging her away from Felix, who looked up in surprise. Savannah breathed heavily, and watching her chest rise and fall captivated me. “Get on the bed. On your knees,” I muttered, fisting my cock in my hand to release some of the pressure.

She got to her feet in front of Felix, and I stopped her. “Wait.” I spun her around to face me, and dropped to my knees. I undid her pants, pulling those and her panties down, helping her step out of them. I smiled up at her, a predator going in for the kill. “Go on, now.”

I smacked her ass as she turned, not missing the moan that slipped out from both of us. Felix still sat on the bed, fiddling with the button on his pants.

“Stop fucking around, get undressed, and then sit on the bed. Head at the headboard, feet under Savannah.” I had snapped at Felix before, pushed to my limits–rare as that was–but I had never ordered him around like now. But if he wanted to play, then I was going to teach him how to play my way.

He glared at me, cocking his head to the side like he wanted to protest, but he did what I said, settling in on the bed. Savannah moved in between his legs, stroking his hard cock and watching me. Anticipating my next move. I petted her hair, feeling the golden strands weave between my fingers. “Show me what a good girl you are, and suck his cock until he comes.”

She grinned at me, immediately bending over and taking Felix’s cock into her mouth. She moaned, muffled, and Felix joined with vocalizations I’d never heard out of him before.

I smirked, situating myself behind Savannah. “Don’t tell me you’ve never fucked a girl before, Fe. I need you to last more than ten seconds.”

“I…have…” he stammered, his hands resting on Savannah’s head now. “Just not with another guy. And definitely not one…so…fuck me.” He groaned, Savannah’s head sinking impossibly lower. “Pretty. Holy fuck.”

“Try for at least five minutes, will you, dude?” I grabbed Savannah’s hips and lifted her ass in the air, making sure not to disturb her head. I slid my fingers between her legs, not surprised to find her soaking wet. I slipped one finger inside her tight little pussy, enjoying the way she pushed back against me, and moaned over Felix’s cock. I stroked her back and forth, and then added a second finger to join the first.

She raised her head. “Oh, fuck, Theo, please,” she begged. “Fuck me.”

I leaned over, still fucking her with my fingers while I pushed her head back down on Felix’s cock. “I told you to suck his cock until he comes, sweet girl. Don’t disappoint me.”

Savannah went back to bobbing up and down, her hips meeting each thrust of my hand. I wasn’t sure who was moaning louder, her or Felix, but I hoped like hell Luther was locked up in his library.

Once Savannah was near crazed with desire, soaking my hand, and continually moaning, I withdrew my fingers. Before she could protest, I lined my cock up at her slick folds, and slowly pushed my way in.

Fuck, she was so goddamn tight. I couldn’t remember ever fucking someone who felt as good as this–sober or high. She made a tiny cry, but didn’t stop sucking. Felix’s eyes were closed, his fingers grabbing at Savannah’s hair for dear life. Next time, I’d make him swap places.

Next time?

Of course there would be a next time, who was I kidding? I began to thrust in and out of Savannah, enjoying the way my hips controlled her mouth wrapped around Felix. There was always such a rush when you saw a woman pleasing another man, especially when you were pleasing her. I groaned as I sank inside her again, gripping her hips so hard my fingertips left indents in her skin. She felt so goddamn good, but I wanted her to come before I lost control. I wrapped one of my hands around her and down, finding her swollen clit. I rubbed a quick rhythm, keeping in time with my cock. Her pussy wrapped around me so damn perfectly, I didn’t ever want to leave. “Make him come now, Savannah,” I demanded.

She added her hand to his cock, and Felix’s breath grew shallower. Her head was bobbing quicker, and I added more pressure to her clit as I rubbed. “Come with him. I want to see you both come at the same time.”

Felix’s hips were shaking, and he pushed Savannah’s head down. I pressed my thumb into her clit. “Now, Savannah.”

Felix cried out, pumping his cock into Savannah’s mouth before falling still. Underneath me, Savannah’s pussy clasped me even tighter, her body shuddering with her own release. Seeing the two of them fall apart together drove my hips harder, until I was roaring through my orgasm.

Fuck. Definitely hadn’t expected this to happen. I pulled away from Savannah, grabbing the old towel hung behind the door to clean myself off before turning back to the bed. By the time I got back, Savannah was in the middle, a satisfied grin on her face, and Felix was on the other side, staring up at the ceiling.

“Well…” Felix started. “That was something.”

I couldn’t stop the laughter from bubbling out, and Savannah soon joined in. Felix even smiled. At least I knew he enjoyed himself.

Content, I pulled Savannah into my arms, letting her curl her back against my chest. Her ass rested on my lap, and I had to convince myself to leave her alone, even as my cock demanded more. The poor girl needed rest. I wrapped my arm around her waist, surprised when the jealousy still didn’t come as I watched her reach out for Felix. She tugged him closer, wrapping her arms around his neck. It only took minutes before her breathing evened out, and she fell into a sound sleep.

Felix looked at me again. I expected him to kick me out of his bed. I would fight him on it, though. I wasn’t ready to leave Savannah’s side. Except this time he didn’t glare. He gave me a look of understanding, a willingness to try new things he probably had never considered before. He’d had a taste, and I didn’t think he’d ever go back. I sent him a crooked smile, letting my eyes drift closed.

When I woke up that morning, I had expected a day like any other. Dull. Boring. Drunk. Instead I was falling asleep in Felix’s bed, with the most stunning creature slumbering between us. And for the first time in a long time, I remembered what hope felt like. With the taste of it on my tongue, I let my dreams take me away.