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OLIVIA

Storm by Honors

T he last week has been a dream. I’ve never felt so utterly and completely happy. I’m not just infatuated with someone for the moment or chasing some high that will inevitably lead to a crash. I’m just really fucking happy. Living with my girlfriend and my boyfriend is utterly blissful. Most days are still pretty much the same, I get up late in the morning—usually hours after Luke and Celeste—and have coffee with my girlfriend. The fact that I can call her that makes butterflies swarm through my core. She’s mine . My girl. She’s usually sweaty from working out in the mornings but I can’t complain because the way her tight little workout shorts hug her every curve does things to me. More than once I’ve been so turned on by her ass in those fucking shorts that I’ve had her pussy for breakfast. I switched to early afternoons at the shop. I love my job and I’m not really the type of girl who’s into the whole housewife vibes, but I will not give up my nights with my Luke and Celeste. I get why Celeste can’t leave the house and sometimes my heart aches for her even though she seems content, but I need to get out of the fucking house at least four days a week and poke some holes in people.

At least twice a week, I make a point to pick something special up for my girl after work. I hate that she can’t go grab a coffee or a treat for herself whenever she wants so I try to spoil her when I can. The first few times she got all sweet and sappy and teary-eyed. It made my stomach twist into knots. Being someone’s anything is still new to me, and now I have two partners. It’s new and terrifying and wonderful. I try to be home for dinner pretty much every night. It means my hours are shit but Luke’s been helping with some of my bills. He told me we would keep my old place as long as I needed it as my safety net, even though I’ve moved everything into our house. Luke even helped me pay off dad’s debt and get him into a community with other recovering gambling addicts. They have group therapy, daily activities to keep them busy, and beautiful townhouses for each resident. Luke said not to worry about the cost but I insisted that I’d pay for half, even if I know he’s lying to me and telling me that it costs less than it does. My pride won’t let me not help at all.

The nights are the best part of my new life. Nights like this, where I’m spread out, naked on our bed with my sexy as fuck girlfriend between my legs, are absolute Heaven. My top half is propped up against the mountain of pillows behind me, giving me the perfect view. I watch in the mirrors that surround the bed as my tits rise and fall roughly with each labored breath I manage to suck in between moans of pleasure as she feasts on my flesh. The reflection of the new serpentine jewels I recently purchased for my nipples glints with each ragged pant. They seemed fitting as my two loves absolutely slithered their way past my walls and constricted around me until I had no choice but to give in and let them love me. Celeste is completely buried between my thighs, licking, nipping, and sucking at my cunt with such fervor that you’d think she had been starved of pussy.

The door swings open, hitting the wall behind it with a loud thud. My eyes fly to the doorway and are instantly met with the heated gaze of my very own demon. Luke’s tall frame sits in the open door. Both of his hands grip the frame so tightly that his knuckles are turning white. His chest heaves as he slowly runs his eyes up and down our entangled forms.

“Did I not warn you two not to start without me last time?” His tone is harsh but beneath is a hunger that I’ve grown to crave.

He has in fact warned us not to start without him. Several times, actually. It must have slipped my mind when I seduced my girlfriend and convinced her we had time to fool around before her master returned home. Oops.

Ever the good girl, Celeste attempts to disentangle herself from between my thighs, but I close my legs around her head. She squirms as I drown her in my desire.

“No, baby girl,” I command as I snake my fingers into her soft black hair. “Don’t stop. I’m so close. Be a good girl and make your girlfriend come all over your face.”

A low growl of disapproval leaves Luke’s throat but I’m too focused on the pressure building in my core as Celeste’s slick tongue continues its job of flicking my clit.

“If you come right now Olivia, it’ll be the last time you’re allowed to come tonight. I’ll tie you both up and use you for my pleasure the rest of the evening,” Luke warns as I close my eyes and throw my head back against the pillows.

I’m too far gone to listen to his threats. My hips rise off the bed as electricity coils around my spine and I scream out in pleasure, “Yes babe, don’t stop, I’m about to come. Yes! Fuck! Yeah!”

I bring one of my hands to my own breast. My purple painted fingers flick against the hardened peak of my nipple. The touch combined with Celeste’s skilled tongue is enough to throw me over the edge. My orgasm shoots through me, pleasure washing over me as I fall over the edge.

“Such a good girl for me, pet,” I praise as I loosen my hold on my girl.

I’ve barely begin to come down from my orgasm when Celeste is ripped from between my thighs. She shrieks as Luke grabs her by her ankle, pulling her down the bottom of the bed. With a tight grip in her hair, he pulls her up to her knees with her back hitting his front. I reposition myself, sitting up slightly in order to get a better view of the show currently playing out in front of me.

“Do you like the way your girlfriend’s cum tastes on your slutty little tongue?” he growls against her mouth, his lips so close to touching hers without giving her what she wants.

Her hips roll with desire as his free hand runs teasingly along the skin above her waistband. She’s been on her period the last few days and while Luke and I both told her we didn’t mind a little mess, she insisted period sex made her feel like we’d be grossed out by her. The result is that she has just been extra fucking horny.

I love the way he commands her. Watching him use her is the biggest turn on I’ve ever seen. Who knew that watching your boyfriend fill your girlfriend’s cunt to the brim with his cum while he calls her a dirty whore would be such a turn on?

“Your master asked you a question, pet,” I add as I lazily rub tight circles around my peaked nipple.

Celeste’s gold-flecked eyes flash to mine with lust swirling in her irises. Such a needy slut for us.

“Yes. She’s sweet and delicious. I love how she tastes when she comes on my tongue,” Celeste manages to choke out between whimpering breaths as Luke’s fingers move to swirl around her areolas, refusing to stimulate her needy nipples.

With a rumble of animalistic want emanating from his chest, Luke shoves Celeste back down to her hands and knees before moving behind her. He pulls his hardened cock from his pants, pumping it in his large hand. The piercings catch my eye. They healed so well over the past few weeks, and while they won’t be fully healed for a few more, I’m pleased with the progress. I’m especially pleased with how fucking good they feel rubbing along my inner walls.

“It was a long fucking day,” Luke groans as he lays a swift smack on Celeste’s ass. She shrieks and jerks forward. “Jury selection took all damn day.” He smacks her ass again and I can feel my pussy dampen as I watch her take everything he gives her. “And all I could think about was coming home and sliding into this tight fucking cunt.”

With one swift movement, he pulls Celeste’s tight shorts and underwear down her thighs. She screams, her hands flying to her waistline and attempting to pull them back up.

“Luke, I can’t. You know that!” She fights desperately to keep herself covered but she’s losing the battle. He wrestles all her clothes, as well as her underwear and pad off of her.

“This is my fucking pussy, Sweetness.” Pulling on her hips, he lifts her back up before lining himself up behind her. “And I will fuck it whenever,” he thrusts his hips forward, sheathing himself entirely inside her and making her cry out. “And wherever I want.”

He jerks back and I can see the red staining his length. Fuck, that’s hot. His pace increases and he begins fucking her mercilessly into the mattress. His face melds into something feral and utterly out of control as he sinks deeper and deeper inside of our girl. I can’t help the need that grows between my thighs again as I watch them. I just came all over Celeste and yet watching her get her pussy pounded has my cunt dripping down my things. I bring my fingers down to my drenched opening, slipping two fingers easily into myself and pumping slowly. Celeste moans and mewls with each sharp thrust of his hips. It’s maddeningly pleasurable to watch them.

“If you keep whining and whimpering like that while he fucks you, I’ll give your slutty little mouth something better to do,” I grunt out at Celeste between my own moans of pleasure.

“Fuck, she likes when you talk like that, her pussy is gripping my cock so damn tight,” Luke manages to get out between gritted teeth as he continues to rut into her from behind.

“Is that right, babe? You strangling his thick cock?” I ask as I add a third finger inside myself, curling them and letting them grind against the bundle of nerves. Celeste’s eyes find mine. Her pretty mouth hangs open in a pleasured O. She’s always gorgeous but when she’s getting fucked—she’s a goddess. “You want his cum?”

My girl groans in acknowledgement. Luke’s hands fall to her hips, using his grip to fuck her deeper, harder. I follow his lead, pumping my own fingers inside myself harder and faster to match his pace.

Luke moans out as his movements become desperate. “I can’t hold back much longer. Come for me.”

Neither of us can deny his command. Celeste falls over the edge first. Her body writhes in ecstasy as she screams through her orgasm. I follow her over the edge as my pussy throbs with waves of pleasure around my fingers. Luke isn’t far behind, roaring as he fills Celeste with his release.

Our combined panting fills the silence of the room as we all attempt to catch our breath. Not giving Celeste a moment to think about it too much, I pull her from beneath Luke. His slanted eyes fly to me but I simply offer him a wink before sliding my girl up the bed to lay on her back.

“I’ve been reading up on pregnancy,” I inform her as I bring my hand between her thighs. Luke’s presence is there immediately. His warmth surrounds me from behind as his hands gently caress my bare hips. “You need to lay down and let his sperm do their thing.”

Using two of my fingers I scoop up their combined release from her thighs and shove it back inside her still pulsing pussy. She whimpers at the harsh contact, still sore from being fucked.

“We can’t waste a fucking drop,” I say before bringing my dirtied fingers to my mouth. The sticky, slightly-reddened, slickness on my fingers is bitter, sweet, and metallic against my tongue as I lick my fingers clean. All three of our combined releases in my mouth is the sweetest taste I’ve ever had.

“Oh Flower, I am utterly obsessed with you,” Luke growls in my ear as he plants sweet kisses along my shoulder. “But I told you that you weren’t allowed to come again tonight and you just came all over those fingers, didn’t you?”

My pussy clenches at his hushed and harsh tone.

“Are you ready to take your punishment, Flower?” he growls and my stomach flips with anticipation.

I will never tire of this, of them, of us.

“Do your worst, Demon.”

“Grab me another slice of cheese!” Celeste hollers from the other room as I turn the corner and enter the kitchen.

I smile to myself, completely content with our life in this moment. Dirty sex before pizza, beer, and a movie with my girlfriend and our boyfriend, what more could a girl ask for? After forcing Celeste to lay in place for at least twenty minutes, during which time Luke made sure my ass would remember tomorrow what a bad girl I was tonight, she convinced us that it was time to refuel. Luke had brought home pizzas that he picked up on his way home and I had brought back beer after my shift. The ideal Friday night. I can’t help the smile curving at my lips as I reach into the fridge to retrieve another three bottles.

As I straighten back up, I feel my phone buzz in my back pocket. It’s probably Paul with an appointment request for this weekend. I try not to work too much on the weekends, preferring to spend the time with my loves, but weekends are the money makers for a piercer. I slide the phone from my back pocket as I walk to the kitchen counter where the pizza boxes are spread out and gently place the bottles down. I stare at the screen and I’m surprised at what I see.

My phone shows a new media message from Erika. I haven’t talked to her in weeks. Luke wired Will all of the money my father owed without me having to be involved at all. He told me all about Will and the shit that he’s done to Luke as well as countless others. He told me that he doesn’t want me anywhere near Will, Erika, or any of their people ever again. I don’t disagree with him. Having them out of my life and the weight of that past pain off my shoulders has made me feel considerably lighter. I will alway have the scars of my past, but thanks to my demon, I can see a brighter future for the first time in my life.

I flit my eyes to the doorway, making sure no one has followed me in here. I know that Luke would tell me to delete the message and block her number. That would be the smart thing to do, and yet…

The message contains several pictures. Most of them show Celeste in bondage type situations—tied up, blindfolded, restrained. She’s nude in all of them. Luke is also in all of them. Some of them show him fucking her. In others he’s punishing her. Out of context they look … bad . Like really fucking bad. I was there during several of these but I’ve been cropped out of the pictures. If someone were to see just these photos they’d think something evil and depraved was going on here. I know that our relationship is unconventional, but it’s also healthy, consensual, and full of love. If someone were to judge us based solely on these pictures, they’d see something very different.

Along with the pictures is a link to an article about Celeste’s disappearance. It shows her smiling school photo and gives a brief overview of the events leading up to her being ‘reported missing by a close friend.’ Guilt twists in my gut when I realize that I am that friend. Without my pushing for the police to get off their asses, they may not have published this article about her that led Erika to connect all the pieces. The end of the article discusses a reward being offered for anyone with any information on Celeste’s whereabouts. A sizable reward. Fuck .

There’s one final message that comes in after the photos and article.

Erika: Monday. The casino. 4 PM. Come alone.

My breath catches in my throat and my dinner threatens to rise back up. My first thought is to run to Luke, but I can’t. If I tell Luke, he might do something rash and then Erika could give the cops these photos. How the fuck did she even get these photos? They look like they were taken from inside our house. I pull the pictures back up and study them. They’re all from the playroom. I know Luke has a security system installed with cameras all over the house and grounds. Could they have hacked into those cameras somehow? Whatever the hell is going on, I know that I can’t tell Luke. He’ll want to handle this himself, but I can’t let him. If these pictures get out, he’ll go to prison. He will be disbarred. Their plan for revenge will be ruined. He will lose everything. I can’t let that happen.

“Need help with the beers?” Luke asks from the doorway.

I jump in surprise, almost dropping my phone in the process. I catch the device before it falls and swiftly slid it into my back pocket. Luke cuddles up next to me, placing a soft kiss against my temple as he grabs the three beer bottles I abandoned.

“Who was that?” he asks, indicating my phone.

My palms sweat and my insides churn. I don’t want to lie to him but I don’t see any way around it.

“Just Paul.” I shrug and grab two pieces of cheese from the box before slipping away from him and crossing back into the living room.

Celeste plants a sweet kiss on my cheek as I settle back into the couch next to her and hand her the slice of pizza. Luke places our beers down on the coffee table and turns back on the movie we were watching. They both laugh and flirt as we watch the movie but my mind is miles away.

Sliding my phone back out from my pocket, I pull up the message from Erika and respond before I can change my mind again.

Me: I’ll be there.