The Coming Storm (14 page)

“No. I’m turned on.” He thrust up and I felt just how hard the idea made him. Well hell! “Max and Eric?”

“What about them?” I gave a half shrug. “It was hot being with them but more just because I was the center of attention in a sex fest. I didn’t really feel a draw to repeat with them.” I was floored he’d even consider Director Fabian if we were going to be together much less be turned on. But then I saw it. Disappointment. “I’d think you’d be happy I didn’t want two other men as well.”

“I learned something about myself when we were all together,” he hedged as he studied me carefully.

I licked my lips as I fidgeted with his shirt. “Well how about I finish my perfect world and then you tell me yours. That seems only fair, right?”

“I’d like that.” I sighed relief and he went back to his attentions on me. “So what else is on my Chicago’s list of everything he wants?”

“To learn to fight and handle myself,” I admitted for the first time. “To not feel weak and like cannon fodder when shit happens. My brothers always have to defend me and push me behind them, especially since I’m the baby and smaller. I’m a shifter. Height shouldn’t matter and I trust you. I’d want you to teach me. I see us wrestling after our training.”

“See, and here that’s on my fantasy list too,” he growled as his hand rubbed my cock faster. “So we’re together, everyone lives at the new coven location, Director Fabian gets day passes to our bed so we can double team you, I teach you to fight, and what else?”

I thought about that as I grabbed onto his hair, my hips moving as if they had a mind of their own now. There was one more thing but it was sappy so instead I shook my head. “That’s all. That would be my perfect world. Everyone happy, healthy, my family safe and near me.”

“I like that world. Can I add to it?”

“So it’s close to mine?” I whispered as I held his head against my neck when he went to lift it.

“Pull over,” Aurelo demanded and I froze. Crap. That couldn’t be good “This isn’t a conversation suitable for Chicago’s brothers.”

“I could have told you that about five minutes ago,” Phoenix bitched.

“Let me flag the other Hummer,” Seattle chuckled. He pushed on the gas and pulled out around the H2 we were following. Then he signaled over before guiding the vehicle onto the shoulder, the one Boston was driving doing the same. “We’ll give you guys some time.”

“Don’t stink it up to smell like sex,” Phoenix growled.

“It’s that or risk someone calling the police because people are fucking on the side of the highway,” Aurelo drawled.

“We can drive with the windows down for a while,” Seattle said quickly as they got out. I could hear them still after the doors were closed though. “What’s wrong with you? That man loves our brother more than anything. Aurelo would do
any
and
everything
for Chicago. Why would you give them a hard time? Let Chicago be happy!”

“Aurelo doesn’t
love
him. He
wants
Chicago.”

“You’re an idiot. Pay attention. You’ll see it.”

“What’s going on?” Boston called over.

“They needed a moment to discuss a few things,” Seattle said smoothly. “I needed to stretch my legs. We’re all good.”

“Not
all
of us,” Julus bitched.

“Julus, I’m sorry. I didn’t—” and then they were out of hearing range for us.

“Sorry about that,” I muttered nervously. “They need to shut their mouths more and keep their opinions to themselves.”

“But your brother wasn’t wrong.”

“Which one?” I felt my pulse start to race as I went to pull away. Instead Aurelo moved me onto the bench and took his seat belt off before undressing me in a flash.

“First, I want to answer your earlier question,” he moaned as he pulled lube out of his bag that had been on the floor. “Would you deny me what I desperately need?”

“No,” I breathed as I spread my legs wide for his watchful gaze. “I don’t think I’m capable of denying you anything, Aurelo. If I can give it to you, I will from now on.”

“Why? What changed?” He searched my eyes again as if they held the answers as he quickly undid his pants and pushed them down his hips. I was already mostly stretched after our sex in the shower so all he did was quickly slick up before pushing inside me. I hissed at the burning and arched my back. “Shit. I wasn’t thinking.”

“No, I’m okay, just give me a minute.” I stared up into his eyes, panting as my heart beat even faster at having to answer his questions while he was inside me, so close to me in this intimate position. “You’re in me now.”

He nodded, smart enough to understand the double meaning. “And not just my cock is what you’re saying.”

“No, not just your big, fat, massive, thick, long, huge dick that thrills and pleases me when it’s near me,” I joked, trying to lighten the mood.

“Seattle,” he moaned as he leaned down and brushed his lips over mine. “Seattle was the one who was right. I love you already, Chicago. I think I did from the moment you agreed to be with all four of us to help your brothers, all paranormals, and I saw that twinkle in your eyes that said you wanted to experience it too.”

“You saw that?” I moved my legs over his hips and gasped, pulling him down to me. He got the idea and started thrusting gently.

“Oh yeah. That’s part of what I want to add to your fantasy to make it mine.”

“Wait, one thing at a time.” I waited until he nodded. “I talked to you about my parents. That’s what changed. It wasn’t just about sex or our chemistry or what you do to my body. I wanted more than that and I trusted you, so I think this is what love is, but I don’t know.”

“And you don’t have to. There’s no rule book that you have to say the words or know all the answers at a certain point of our story, Chicago. The great thing is our story never ends.”

I smiled up at him, appreciating his understanding and falling just a little deeper for him. “Glad we got that settled then.”

“Me too.” He moved faster, the Hummer rocking with him.

“Tell me your perfect fantasy world, Aurelo,” I begged as his hand moved under my ass, lifting me to meet his hips.

“I want more for you than just me,” he grunted as he started taking me faster, the idea, whatever he meant, turning him on.

“Huh?”

“I loved watching them fuck you, Chicago. Watching you come alive, experiencing them for the first time, the excitement on your face, the way you responded and reacted just flat did it for me.”

“You want me to cheat?” I gasped, my heart hurting at the idea.

“It’s not cheating if I’m there,” he snarled as he ran his fangs over my collarbone. “You said you didn’t have much experience. I want you to experience
everything
because I love you and it turned me on. I’m not saying always. But if we find someone new that I think you would enjoy experiencing, I want to watch him take you and then join in. I want
us
to share something new.”

My hole twitched as I pictured what he described. How could I not react like that?

“See? I knew you were perfect.” He started moving fast and hard enough that the metal of the H2 groaned. “You would be mine, Chicago. Make no mistake of that and it wouldn’t be an open relationship. There would be no cheating. I would simply find a man here and there for you to try before he and I pleased you together, because let’s be honest, you fucking
loved
being in between two men.”

“Yes,” I hissed, not being able to lie to him. “Wait, you pick? Don’t I get a say?”

“Of course, but I think I should get to control the game for allowing it, shouldn’t I?” he challenged as he lifted his head and gave me a sultry look. Oh gods, that was part of the turn on for him.

“As long as I get veto rights. I won’t ever agree to let someone have me I don’t want to.”

“Never, baby,” he gasped in horror. “I’d never do that to you, Chicago. If you weren’t into him, he’d be gone. Even if you weren’t sure. You don’t have to do this or agree to it. This is my perfect fantasy, remember? Not terms to our being together.”

“Right, sorry.” I forgot we were still doing this in the hypothetical, though I was pretty sure we’d long since jumped over that line.

“No, I am. This isn’t a conversation to have at the same time as telling you how I feel about you,” he sighed as he slowed down.

“Actually I think it shows just how much you love me,” I argued, seeing it tore him up this wasn’t going well. I bucked my hips and he got the idea. “So, in your mind, you’d find some stud you’d want too, but mostly you think I’d like to sample, and seeing him fuck me would get you hot?”

“Yes, gods yes.”

“And if I agreed? You’d tell me to submit to him? Order him how to fuck your lover while you watched, beating off before joining in and double stuffing me?” I smiled as his rhythm faltered and one fang nicked my skin in a shallow cut.

“Oh sweet mercy, Chicago. Would you really allow that?”

“Depends on who you picked,” I purred. “But letting you direct and submitting to him as he followed your orders? If it got my man hot? Oh yeah.”

“I’m going to blow!” And just like that, he did. Wow. I’d never seen Aurelo lose it like that, coming before me or so suddenly. He bit me but didn’t drink, throwing me into my own climax and then he swallowed down my blood.

He collapsed on top of me when we were done, and while he really was a little too heavy for me, I relished in the feeling of him. I threw a leg over the back of the seat and held him closer when Aurelo went to pull away. He got the idea and settled back down, bracing the majority of his frame on his forearms. The minutes rolled by and nothing could be heard besides our racing hearts and panting.

I bit back a smile and said what had been running through my mind. “Glad we got that settled then.”

He slowly lifted his gaze, mirth in his eyes at my mischief at repeating my earlier word. Aurelo threw back his head and laughed, one full of pure joy. I joined in as we held each other close. We might not know what was coming but we knew what we had right here and it didn’t need a label, mushy words that didn’t mean as much as actions, or anything else. We knew what we meant to the other and that we were on the same page.

Wasn’t that all that mattered?

When we finally calmed back down, he pulled out of me and we made quick work of getting cleaned up. As I turned to reach for my pants I caught a glimpse of Julus waving his arms in the air off in the distance before shoving Seattle hard.

“Hey, you never did tell me why you were fine with me being with Director Fabian and now strangers you pick, but not Julus.” I felt the bench move as he flinched and I rambled on. “I don’t want to, Aurelo, I swear it. I think something’s between him and Seattle. I just wanted to know what’s up with you guys. Do you not like him?”

“No, he’s a great guy actually. I respect him and he’s an incredibly moral, loyal, and dedicated man in all he does.”

“Then…?” He sighed and shook his head as I sat up and faced him, wiggling on my pants.

“You ever just have that one person in your life that just seems to be one step ahead of you? Not better than you or your nemesis but just always right there before you to get what you want? I like a guy and the day before I got to ask him out Julus does or I see them together. I’m going for a chair at dinner to sit by friends and as I turn the corner he sits down. He gets to the good media room for the head level people in the coven before I can.”

“I can’t believe Julus is so underhanded like that.” I was totally floored by it to be honest. I didn’t doubt Aurelo or anything. I knew he wouldn’t lie to me. I just didn’t see it in Julus to be like that.

“He doesn’t do it on purpose!” Aurelo assured me. “I know he doesn’t. I swear that’s what’s so frustrating sometimes. Hell, if I told him he just took the seat I was going to sit in, Julus is such a good guy he’d get up and ask my pardon. Part of me just wonders if it’s a mental thing. Like he beat me out on something I really wanted and now I just notice it all the time. I mean, it’s probably coincidence really and timing.

“We’re at the same level in the coven, about the same age, experience, rotation of shifts, group of friends, and on and on. It would make sense that we would be into the same things or eating the same time, going to use the coven facilities the same time.”

“Well, you’re not the same level anymore. I mean you’re a lieutenant now. Is that really new?”

“Yeah, only a few months.” A wide, shit eating grin spread on his lips. “I beat Julus out for it actually. I didn’t realize that. Wow, that’s so wrong that I’m happy about that.”

“No, it would have been wrong to apply for that reason,” I chuckled as I yanked on my shirt. “Or when you got it, rubbed it in his face or that’s why you were happy you got it. But a little ego thrill months later when I brought it to your attention? I think you’re good.” I gave him a wink as we finished righting our clothes. “So what was the original thing you wanted that he got to first?”

Aurelo got this distant look as a private smile spread on his face as if thinking about the ultimate dream, his deepest desire. It must have been big to get that reaction. I couldn’t imagine what it was.