The Irresistible Bundle (100 page)

Lightening zings from my shaft and ricochets throughout my body as Carina nearly swallows me whole. I try to focus on stroking V but the little vixen is determined to make me come. V holds me tightly as she sucks fast and deep. He swallows my cries as I explode down her throat.

"Your turn" I croak. My body is completely sated but I don't want V thinking too much or too hard. I just want him to feel and react. I gently push Carina away and lean toward him. Part of me just wants to dive right in but I need to make sure they're both onboard with this. I'm not willing to fuck this up so early on.

I look between them wanting to see their expressions. Carina eagerly leans forward anticipating the moment I lock my lips around V's eager shaft. She doesn't understand the significance of this moment. V swallows loudly staring directly at my mouth. I lick my lips wanting him to know how badly I want, no need this... to taste him... for his acceptance. I don't think she sees his nod, it's so minute but I don't care. He's given me the green light and he's sober and completely cognizant about what I'm about to do to him.

I lean forward using my tongue to slowly trace his slit. I won't allow precious drops of fluid go to waste. They deserve to be tasted slowly and thoroughly like the rest of him.

Whatever inhibitions V had are lost. He grabs my head and slowly pushes his thick, long cock into my mouth. I don't need to be told twice. He tastes of salt and sin. I'm not sure how often he's going to allow me this so I want to make it fucking memorable for him. He gets head a dime a dozen from the women that chase after him but I'm the only man in his lifetime that's going to enjoy this beautiful cock.

I eagerly open my mouth wider and pull deep and hard. My tongue circles his dick making him shudder. His thighs tense under my touch. He throws his head back groaning at the overwhelming sensations. Carina joins me by cupping his balls while my hands massage his tight ass. I have every intention of popping that cherry.

V thrusts his hips making his tip touch the back of my throat. I relax my jaw welcoming the torrent of semen pouring down my throat. V's eyes glaze and he gasps for breath as I squeeze out every last drop from him. We collapse on the bed, momentarily sated.

I close my eyes trying to forever imprint this moment in case I never get the chance again. I fall asleep loving the feel of Valentino's legs entangled with mine and Carina's ass pressed against me.

FIRSTS

I remember being topped for the first time. It was the complete opposite of when I'd lost my virginity with a girl. I was on the receiving end with a guy who was gentle and experienced. There was no clumsiness and I wasn't caught between guilt and shame. I wanted to be penetrated. I longed for that experience; that connection. If V couldn't pop my cherry I wanted to be knowledgeable so when he was finally ready, I'd be the one to guide him.

That first time had been a good experience. I probably would never have allowed another man to take control if it hadn't been. A lot of guys will only top while others are more submissive and always get topped. I'm neither or. Depending on the guy and the situation dictates what position I'll be in. I don't always top but I'm not quick to bend over either. You've gotta be worth my time.

Knowing Valentino had never done something like this before, I thought... Well, I thought he'd let me lead but I should've known better. That first night and morning after with Carina involved us sharing her; taking turns one right after the other but besides me sucking him off there was limited interactions between us. I figured V wanted to talk things through first before moving full speed ahead but fuck no I was wrong. And damn did that ever feel good to be so wrong.

V is dominant in damn near every aspect of his life. It's his alpha personality. Even when he doesn't know how to do something he still takes the lead and just goes with what he feels is right. I should've realized his flexibility the moment we double penetrated Carina but I was so fucking ecstatic with the progress that I didn't think much else. Double penetration is the only time I ever get in intimate contact with V's dick and I figured that was the best I was going to get. We don't do it often but when it happens it's always extraordinary.

They always say your first time is forever memorable, if in a good or bad way depends on the situation. When I'd lost my virginity during my teen years it was awkward but momentarily gratifying. I can't honestly say if she felt the same way but shit, it was my first time. She was warm and tight. It was a miracle I'd lasted three minutes as it was. The first time I'd been with another man was more eventful. I was a little older; more experienced, and held certain expectations. And I wasn't disappointed.

But my first time with V
and
Carina blows every other experience out of the water. I'm not talking about the moment the three of us jumped into bed and went at each other; I mean the first time V takes me man-to-man. It's everything I ever dream of but even better...

V isn't shy or gentle about taking me. His touch sears me to the bone. Our joining forever embeds him within me. He's imprinted into every cell, tissue, muscle, and bone. The moment V penetrates he permanently dismantles that wall between us. I become mindless with pleasure with each sharp thrust of his hips. I'd floated to infinity on that alone, but then Carina crawls beneath us and sucks me off while V pounds into me from behind. That is fucking heaven on earth. That eviscerates every intimate moment with every previous lover. It's nirvana.

~

Still I flirt with uncertainty. Carina once again falls asleep between us and I wonder if it's always going be this way. So many questions and thoughts drift through my head as darkness blankets my racing thoughts. My ass is deliciously sore while my dick is ecstatic but completely limp. My body hums feeling like a limp noodle while my damn mouth won't stop smiling. I so badly want to ask V a million questions but it isn't the right time. Although Carina is going to be an important part of our relationship I still need to know where I stand with V.

My plaguing thoughts don't have much of an opportunity to fester. No matter how unsure I thought things might be, V proves otherwise. Less than a few hours later and he has me wedged between him and Carina against the wall. I allow myself to truly enjoy the experience; him inside me while I'm inside her. Every part of my body is either making contact with him or her. V comes hard and fast with me right behind him. His kiss on my shoulder weakens my knees. It's intimate, real. I can learn to love Carina if it means spending a lifetime with V just like this.

HOPEFUL

"She's only been gone 10 minutes" V sighs exasperated with me already.

I can't help it. I restlessly pace wanting, needing to have this conversation. The sooner we discuss things the better. I need to voice at least some of the questions clawing at my chest trying to escape. I'd like to keep my rose-tinted glasses on and see this weekend as a dream come true. Is it too much to think that V miraculously had a change of heart? I fucked Carina; there's a distinct possibility that he felt her pussy was worth bringing me in. That troublemaker is going to be more than two handfuls but V and I can be the right men for the job.

"We need to talk about what happened this weekend" the words clumsily fall out of my mouth. I want to stop my mutinous thoughts and shove the words back down my throat with the hopes he hasn't already heard them. I should be eloquent about this; approach things with a clear head and confident heart.

"Okay" V hedges. He opens his mouth to begin the conversation but I hold my hand up. I really need to articulate my thoughts. There's a distinct possibility that I'm mucking this all up. V might not want this in the same capacity as I do but if I don't lay it all out between us I'll forever be haunted with the what-ifs and should've-s.

"I don't know how Troublemaker saw it but she's right" I try to keep the quiver out of my voice. I'm fucking Marco Soriano, general manager and lover extraordinaire. "I've loved you for a long time now... but I've never said anything or done anything about it because your happiness comes first. You fucking mean everything to me. I can't lose you V. I won't... I accepted a long time ago that we'd never be."

"Why" he interjects. My throat tightens, the words jamming all into the cramped space. My lungs fight to expel air but I momentarily hesitate. That one word offers so much hope but it just as easily can decimate.

"Because" I splutter baffled by his question, "You're not into guys." I state it like it's the most obvious thing in the world. V doesn't steal glances at other dudes like I do. He ignores passes made by confident men thinking he's bisexual like me.

"I don't have to be into guys to want to be with you" he states matter-of-factly. V smirks at my dumbfounded expression. Yeah that makes no fucking sense. In order to be with me he at least has to experience some kind of attraction to men.

"Maybe I need to clear the air" I drawl, "I'm a dude."

"No shit" he snickers. "So am I... I'm not gay but I'm into you."

That kind of means you are
I want to say. Instead I sigh feeling like we're getting nowhere. It's great that V admits he's into me but now what? I feel like such a fucking girl wanting to discuss our feelings and expectations. This is some pansy shit but I won't be made a fool of. Either V's all in or he intends to have me as his dirty little secret... and I'm not cool with that. I've never been ashamed of my sexuality and it won't start now with the love of my life.

"So does that mean we're going to give this relationship a try... the three of us?" I'm okay with it just being the two of us but I don't think V would be. My heart creeps up my throat refusing to budge until he answers. I want more than just this one weekend but if it has to sustain me for eternity then I humbly accept.

"I want to" Valentino quietly states. My heart hammers against my ribs as I stare in disbelief at his vulnerable expression. V is always so sure of himself; so confident in everything he does. It's like he actually thought I was capable of walking away from him; not wanting this.

"Me too" I breathe. I want to shout it to the rooftops and kiss him senseless but I refrain. "I want this so badly" the words escape before I can censor them. My eyes widen at my idiocy. I've said too much too soon. V might jump ship before we ever leave the dock.

"Come here" he gestures with open arms. I don't hesitate. V wraps his thick strong arms around me silently saying the things neither one of us are quite ready to say aloud. V wants this. Carina wants this. I've been dying to have this.

I promise myself I'll take things one day at a time. If V says
slow down
or
no
I'll respect it. I'll take whatever he offers in hopes of getting more. The world could go to shit and it wouldn't matter as long as I'm in his arms.

PRIZED POSSESSION

The weeks pass quickly. Christmas comes and goes and it's the first time V and I don't want to go home. We've only been with Carina a few short weeks but the absence of her presence weighs heavily on us. It isn't necessarily a golden rule but it's more of an unspoken agreement; V and I aren't intimate unless Carina is present. I don't know Valentino's reasoning behind it but I accept it regardless.

I'd unjustly prejudged Carina. The only plus to that regrettable decision is the fact that I'm constantly learning something new about her. She never ceases to amaze me and I love seeing V's eyes light up every time she enters a room. I'm
in
love with
his
love for her.

V won't admit it but things are moving pretty quickly. Carina is young and insatiable. We fuck like rabbits and although time passes, our insatiable appetite for each other does not cease. The bond between the three of us began as something timid, unsure, and flexible. We've been tested. The bond bends and changes under different circumstances and with time, but never breaks.

Carina's ex, Jaxon, is both a blessing and a curse. He's the reason V got an opportunity with Carina in the first place. He's the reason why Carina knows what she has with us and holds on tightly to it. But Jaxon is also her kryptonite. He's her drug of choice and she can't help but to succumb to it on occasion. I admire and detest the man for his relentless pursuit of our troublemaker. He thinks he has a chance to win her heart but the only thing he's managed to do over and over again is remind everyone how intense their chemistry is and was and how easily they can give into it.

V and I had fought like hell to keep them apart. We figured it was easier if they never spoke to each other; like it would somehow magically erase any of their history. But we were wrong.

Jaxon is a tenacious motherfucker. He simultaneously teaches us about Carina's preferences and weaknesses while showing us what
not
to do. On more than one occasion V and I wanted to strangle the man or give Carina an ultimatum. Or both...

I'll admit, the man exudes sensuality; even V can't help but notice the good-looking bastard. He's got the surfer-slash-jock look going on. I don't care for blondes, male or female, but Jaxon demands to be noticed. Maybe it's the light hair and brilliant eyes. Or perhaps it's his chiseled body and tanned skin. I love a man with strong shoulders, soft eyes, and kissable lips. Jaxon is all these things and more. I understand all too easily the appeal. V and I are his strong contrast with our ebony hair, dark broody eyes, and muscular frame. Jaxon's been called a pretty boy plenty of times but V never has. Women's panties melt right off their bodies in his presence. Guys cower but no one ever tells V he's got a pretty face. He's fine as hell. A mighty handsome bastard, but never pretty...

The summer after Carina's freshman year brought a whole new set of theatrics between Jaxon and Carina. They really do deserve their own saga written about them. That summer opened our eyes to so many things. V finally told me he loved me. We're talking about getting Carina a ring. Nothing extravagant, more like a promise or commitment ring. We still aren't sure if she'll go running for the hills if we do something like that but it's worth proclaiming our love and commitment to her.

It's also around the time I realized my strong attraction to Jaxon. Although it's an open relationship Carina, V, and I are particular about our partners. It can't be anyone who'd get emotionally invested in us. That person has to be agreed upon by all parties involved before anything physical happens. The only "regulars" in our circle are Nicholas, Andrea, and Desirae. V will be the first to admit that he loves watching someone fuck Carina. It drives him insane with need and he takes us both like animals afterwards. While most men hate anyone looking at their girl V loves the attention Carina gets. It's his aphrodisiac, his foreplay. He won't share her with just anyone but when he does he goes all out.

Ironically he doesn't feel the same way regarding me. Since we started this intimate relationship I haven't been with another man. Even when Nicholas beds Carina we don't make contact the way V and I do. V loves watching me take someone but he's greedy about sharing me. I love his possessiveness. His caveman tendencies placate me. It lets me know how much I'm wanted and loved.

Carina's his trophy but I'm his prized possession.

V isn't thrilled when guys approach me. If he could mark his territory in some way he would. And I fucking love it. Our relationship is a continuous circle. V sees Carina as the center while I see him as our core. I'm sure Troublemaker would agree with me. I'm okay not being considered the glue that holds us three together. I didn't begin the threesome but I'm a vital part of it.

~

We've brought Nicholas' vision to life when
Scandalous
came to fruition. It was everything the three of us ever dreamed of. Nic got the nightclub he always wanted; going hand-in-hand with his estate. We now had another nightclub that was completely different from the others we owned. This nightclub gives us full freedom to do whatever the hell we wanted. V, Nic, and I have tied in every taboo idea and outrageous plan from our perverted and twisted minds into the club. We've always wanted to have the atmosphere of our renowned Halloween parties but all year-round. The minute Nic involved the girls; the nightclub went from a good idea to a phenomenal investment.

Carina's
Irresistible 8
commands attention the moment they hit the stage. Every number they perform is well executed to the point that club patrons beg for encore performances. We're able to charge premium admission fees and for once the predominately male patrons don't mind the lack of available females. Their attention is usually focused onstage. Our initial game plan worked beautifully: some nights are dedicated to estate members only while other nights are open to the general public.

It benefits Nicholas two-fold. His members feel valued and appreciated with special nights geared to them. It also gets more people interested in trying to gain membership to
Hedonism
his very exclusive sex club. The nights
Scandalous
is open to the general public means the place is at capacity before 10:00 and stays that way until the bar closes and the bouncers kick people out. It's easy to remain fixated on this new successful venture.

But then Nic and Jaxon throw a fucking curveball. One that in hindsight we should've seen coming... It only makes sense that with as much sexual chemistry that Carina and Jaxon emit, with them both being talented on stage; that they'd eventually perform together. It was really fucking ignorant of us to think it wouldn't happen.

What no one expected from their performances and constant presence in each other's lives was what actually happened. Yeah they fucked around once or twice. Did V and I like it? Not really. But Jaxon and Carina became something
more,
something different.

At first I wasn't thrilled about their budding relationship. V was just as weary as me when it came to them two. Jaxon was an indirect threat to our relationship. We never thought Carina would leave us for him but the fucker manages to make enough waves to rock our usually steady boat.

His constant presence nurtures our insecurities. Our relationship is only a few months old. Although I know Valentino is the one, I'm not sure how deep Carina's feelings go for us. She loves us. It shines in her eyes and relays through her touch but does she envision us in her future? Can someone picture a white picket fence with kids when she's with two men? Will she one day realize it isn't realistic and choose one? Or will she walk away completely and start all over with someone else? Can V and I survive that?

Even though we've discussed one of us walking away if she chooses one over the other I don't think I could do that anymore. Maybe in the beginning when everything was shiny and new.... When I thought I had more to lose by trying the relationship and risking everything I loved. But now that we're 6 months into it I know this could work, with all three of us. V and I see forever but can she?