Golden Change (23 page)

Her small tongue circled the head of his cock, round and round. He tried to hold still, but it was torture. She pressed the tip of her tongue to the small opening at the tip, tasting the gold, which started to seep. Her small mouth caused her to scrape her teeth on the top of his cock as she tried to suck him in. He wasn’t going to be able to take much more of this and was afraid he would hurt her if he fucked her mouth the way he wanted to.

Jacob pulled her up by her arms so she sat on his cock, laying it flat. He could feel her hot pussy clenching his skin. He let her rub herself on his cock before he lifted her up so she could slip him into her depths. God she was tight. She sat high on his cock so his balls touched her ass.

She didn’t move for a moment as she adjusted to his cock. Jacob could feel her muscles clenching his cock. He had to move or she had to move, one or the other. He was going to come unhinged if he didn’t. He moved a hand to find her tiny clit, almost hidden as she rode him, giving it a little pinch.

It was enough to get her moving. He rubbed and pinched her clit as she moved on him, until he felt his vibrations start. He let his finger touch her clit and his dick at the same time so the vibrations would simulate her as they both tumbled into an orgasm.

Silently, as though she didn’t want to break some spell, she fell onto his chest, still trembling. He felt the heat of his cum gush out onto his stomach when she had pulled free. He relaxed, holding her tight until he realized his chest was wet with her tears.

“Kylie,” Jacob whispered. She shook his head, and gave a little sniff. “Kylie, did I hurt you?” he asked. He felt her shake her head again.

Jacob covered them with a blanket, unsure if he should try any further to see what was going on., He knew she didn’t like to showcase her emotions much on the whole, so he wasn’t sure what to make of this. As he pondered what he could do or say, he felt her breathing go even and he knew she slept. He kissed her forehead, content with having her sleep on him.

The next morning when he woke up, the sun was streaming in through the skylight and he was disappointed but unsurprised to find her gone. Jacob padded through the house and found her in the kitchen with Dylan as they ate breakfast.

Dylan tried to tell jokes, but Kylie was reserved as they ate. She seemed even smaller and more fragile than ever. He would have stayed home but today’s class was going to be a practical and he couldn’t make it up easily. She kissed Dylan on the cheek as he left and only quickly met his eyes, before kissing Jacob before he walked out the door.

After class, he tried calling Aiden but only got his recording. Jacob tried conveying how concerned he was about Kylie without making him worry too much.

The next night was almost an exact replica of the previous. Dylan and Jacob went out and when Jacob got home, he and Kylie made desperate love in silence. Afterwards she cried on his chest as she fell asleep.

Jacob was getting desperate. Aiden seemed distracted when he talked to him on the phone, and uncharacteristically didn’t appear to be too worried about Kylie. Perhaps she had confided in him what was wrong. Maybe she was unhappy with their arrangement.

Jacob had called Dr. Jones in desperation. She arrived right before he had to go to class. He had a test today he couldn’t miss. When he got home they were having coffee on the terrace, laughing, and it was the most animated he had seen Kylie in a while.

Dylan was with him as Kylie called to him from the terrace.

“I’m fine,” she said. And the doctor nodded.

Dylan looked at his watch. He was really getting to know Ashley and was itching to get going. “She’s fine,” he echoed Kylie. “She probably wants a little girl time,” he suggested.

She waved him off as he went out with Dylan.

It was becoming an uncomfortable pattern night after night, silent lovemaking and tears on his chest. Aiden was supposed to arrive the next night and he felt relieved. He had been so busy he had only sent him messages about how concerned he was about Kylie.

That evening Dylan dropped him off at the house, since he was going straight out. The house was quiet when he entered and at first, he thought he must be alone, until he saw Kylie and Aiden in the courtyard. Kylie sat on Aiden’s lap sobbing.

He smoothed her hair back from her face as she sobbed. Jacob walked closer, only to have his stomach turn to lead when he heard Kylie say, “I’m never doing this cadet thing again. It’s too hard.”

Jacob must have made a noise since they both looked up at him. He would have turned and gotten the hell out of there if Aiden hadn’t motioned him forward.

Reluctantly he sat down in a chair across from them. Kylie grabbed a tissue to blow her nose. His heart was physically hurting when she turned her bloodshot eyes at him.

This was it, Jacob knew. They were going to ask him leave. He would leave a large piece of his heart here with them, but he had to respect their marriage. It was foolish for him to have fallen in love with them. His teachers at cadets had warned them about this, but they had never met Kylie or Aiden. He would venture to say anyone who had a heart would fall in love with them if they lived with them. He felt his eyes blur as tears filled them.

“Look, Jacob,” Aiden started. “We have loved you being here. Loved having you in our lives, but I don’t think it is healthy for you or for us to have you stay here any longer.”

“Has Kylie been sick?” he asked with trepidation. “Are the pills not working? Have you been getting bright colors?”

She shook her head.

“She hasn’t been physically sick,” Aiden reassured him. “I wasn’t sure she would be able to do this in the first place and I probably shouldn’t have put our names in for being hosts. I knew how important it was for me to have an internship and I wanted to be able to give back what I got.”

He took a deep breath. “I knew it would be hard for me when you started to separate from us, but it is normal and healthy for you to do so. You are meeting girls who could eventually be your wife.”

Kylie nodded but looked miserable.

“I knew it would be hard for me,” Aiden continued, “but I didn’t know how devastating it would be for Kylie.”

“I’m sorry, Jacob,” Kylie choked out. “I want you to be with other girls, I do. But I really don’t. I love you and it breaks my heart when you come home after you’ve been with other girls.”

“But I haven’t,” Jacob insisted.

She looked at him doubtfully. “It’s okay, really,” she said. “I’ve smelled their perfume on you, you know.”

Then Jacob realized how all of the girls at the bars had rubbed themselves on him even when he was trying to separate them from him. “Some of them do rub themselves on me. But I don’t do anything with them. You can ask anybody.” A lightness started to burn away the darkness in the pit of his stomach.

“How could I want any of those girls?” he asked rhetorically. “When they come over, I try to push them off onto somebody else. I haven’t been with any of them.”

“Really?” Kylie asked.

“Really.”

“You should, though,” Aiden interjected.

Then Jacob spoke the words that had been only a hope in the back of his mind, “I can’t think about any other girls. Not when I have been dreaming about Kylie. Not when, I guess,”—he breathed deeply—“I was hoping I could make a life with you.” Then he added, “Both of you.”

Kylie looked up hopefully, but Aiden still looked concerned as he said, “I have thought about the possibility of the three of us being together. I’ve known it is Kylie’s wish and it has been my wish too. I’m thrilled it is what you want as well. But there are a lot of things for you to consider.”

Jacob nodded, feeling hopeful, but holding his hope in reserve.

“If we were to be together, it would have to be in marriage. You would have to agree not volunteer for foreign assignments. You and I would be partners as much as you would be with Kylie. Even though we would be partners, I would be the head of the household.”

It was obvious he had thought through most of the ramifications. Jacob nodded to each stipulation. He was willing to do anything, give up anything to be with them.

“I actually like doing computer security over being a diplomat,” Jacob confessed. “Security would also limit my travel opportunities,” he continued. “I love both of you and would be honored to be a part of a marriage with you.”

Jacob was still sitting on his chair, but was now sitting on the edge of his seat.

Kylie looked like she was about so say something, when Aiden put a finger to her lips.

“Most importantly,” Aiden added before Kylie or Jacob could respond, “This marriage would be monogamous between the three of us. There would be no other men or women, for any of us.” Then he kissed Kylie’s temple. “Unless Kylie needs a massage,” he added with a smile.

Jacob nodded vigorously. Kylie smiled hesitantly at him.

“I think you should think about this for a day or two,” Aiden suggested.

Jacob stood up and knelt at the chair in front of them. “I don’t need another day or two. I don’t need another minute.” Jacob looked into both of their eyes. “This is what I’ve wanted all along.”

“Me too,” Kylie said.

“It is what I’ve wanted as well,” Aiden said.

“Now what?” Kylie asked as they all were staring at each other, not doing or saying anything.

“Last one in bed has to be the filling in our ice cream sandwich,” Aiden said as he set Kylie on her feet and got up himself. Jacob began measuring the distance to the door mentally.

Aiden gave Kylie a gentle push back onto the chaise as they made a mad sprint to the bedroom, even though it was a forgone conclusion she was going to be the filling. Kylie was spitting mad when she got into the bedroom. “Unfair!” she declared when she saw them standing next to the bed.

“Yes, dear,” Aiden said, trying to placate her, “but you have the best creamy filling.” He waggled his eye brows in what was supposed to be a suggestive manner but Kylie cracked up, causing him to laugh as well.

“You look like one of those cheap cartoon characters,” Kylie retorted.

She had gotten close enough to the bed that Aiden grabbed her arm and pulled her onto the bed. She bounced once, then lay on her back, her coppery hair flowing around her head.

“In all seriousness,” Aiden said as they lay down on either side of her, “I’d like to have our marriage ceremony soon. I need to go back to the palace and I’d like the three of us to be their together while I work. The temple is the only place that is going to be big enough to accommodate our ceremony anyway. You could plan while I work.”

“That would work for me,” Jacob chimed in. “I only have one more practical and then I have some papers to write.”

Heat and liquid filled her folds. “Would we have a traditional ceremony? Where at the reception we’d have to have sex in front of a crowd?”

“Yes, sweet,” Aiden said as he petted the pert breast in front of him. “When you add another person into your union, you have to have a completely new ceremony. And, with Jacob and I both pretty prominent people on the planet, we have a lot of people to invite.”

“Oh, will it be like what we did in the falls?” she asked.

“Did you want to practice?” Aiden asked suggestively.

Kylie nodded. “This time, though”—Kylie could feel her face heat with blush—“can we switch it up a bit?”

“Sure, why?” Aiden asked.

“It might be e-easier,” Kylie stammered slightly. “I don’t know how to say this delicately…” Her voice trailed off.

“Go on,” Jacob urged.

They were both grinning, and she thought they might know where she was going with her thoughts.

“It’s just that, Aiden, you are a bit thicker,” she paused. “And it might be easier, if you chose a different hole.”

They all cracked up laughing for a minute, completely ruining the mood.

“Choose a different hole,” Jacob laughed.

Kylie could tell her face was still beet red. She turned her face to Aiden’s. He pulled her in for a hot kiss, one hand finding her breast. Jacob was tugging on her gown and she sat up slightly so he could help her pull it over her head. He crouched over her, sucking in a nipple, then letting his hand roam down to her crotch.

She squirmed at the sensations, letting her legs fall open to his hand. He pet her folds, before giving her clit a tweak. “I’m close,” she cried.

With a mischievous wink to Jacob, Aiden announced, “She is going to regret her statement ‘choose another hole.’”

Aiden motioned to Jacob while instructing, “Lie down with a few pillows behind your back,” while he got up and rummaged in the bedside drawer. He tossed Jacob the bottle of lube, saying “get ready.”

After Jacob was properly lubed, Aiden helped her squat over Jacob’s straining cock. They both helped her lower herself as he filled her ass. She couldn’t contain a groan.

“Lean her back,” Aiden instructed. She felt Jacob envelop her as he pulled her back slightly against his chest. She had never had anal sex in this position and she felt just as full as she did when she was with Aiden. They both looked down at her weeping sex, open in front of his face.

Slowly, with deliberation, he crouched before her. “Is this the hole you wanted me to fill?” he asked, as he slid in two fingers.