To Capture a Thorn (The Society 2)

“Touch me, William.”

If he didn’t soon, I was going to have to push him out of the way and touch her myself.

Running my hand up and down my length, I admired the view. William’s hand moved between her thighs, and I knew he touched her. Was she as wet as she could be? I loved how responsive she was.

“Yes, that feels so good,” she said.

He released a hiss and as she moved over him, I saw her hands wrapped around his cock, guiding him to her entrance.

Slowly, she sank down on his length, and all three of us together let out a moan. I didn’t think she heard me as I didn’t see her respond. I should have stayed quiet, but the sight alone was pretty enough to draw. It was what I wanted to do, but there was no way I was going to let go of my dick.

“I want you to come all over my cock,” William said. “Please.”

Sian continued to bounce on his length, her hand working between her thighs, and William cupped her hips, showing her the pace he wanted.

They looked beautiful together, and as Sian threw her head back in rapture, I wanted to see her, but I refused to spoil this moment between the two. This was their time.

I ran my hand up and down, getting my cock nice and ready. I felt the tingle in my balls as it built, getting ready to shoot my load.

Next to me was some tissue. I had some for my ink, which had started to leak.

William and I came at the same time. Him shooting his load deep inside her while I filled the used tissue, hoping I didn’t stain my dick with ink.

“I didn’t know you were here, Dante,” Sian said.

I looked up to see her glancing over her shoulder at me.

“Don’t mind me.”

“Did you enjoy the show?”

“Next time, I’d like to get a front-row seat,” I said.

She chuckled.

“Dude, give us a minute,” William said.

I was here first, but I wasn’t petty.

He was hanging on by a thin thread and the thought of Sian leaving, well, it was making him crazy. I could understand his worry.

I didn’t want her to go, and so far, none of us had taken the time to talk about what we wanted, or how we were going to take care of everything.

Leaving the library, I found Gideon waiting in the dining room, looking his usual charming, miserable self.

“Do you want to tell me what’s going on?” I asked.

“Nope.” His arms were folded and he glared straight ahead.

“You came into the library, didn’t you?”

His scowl, if at all possible, got even bigger.

“Why didn’t you say anything?” I asked.

“She was busy.”

“Are you jealous because she was with William?”

“And she’s been with you, and don’t tell me Mateo hasn’t gotten a taste. We all know he has. He smiled, Dante.”

This made me smile. “I know. It’s good news.”

“Yeah, great.” The sarcasm dripped from his tone.

Did I want to broach this topic with him? I must be a sucker today as I took a seat. “Fine. I’m biting. What’s the problem?” I asked.

“Nothing. I don’t have a problem. Why would it matter what I think?” He shrugged, and I knew he was lying.

Save me from miserable boys. I didn’t know why I seemed to be the one who drew the short straws with this lot. I was getting tired of it.

“Gideon, just tell me. Don’t make me get it out of you,” I said.

I waited.

He didn’t speak.

I loved my silence, so him not saying anything didn’t bother me. I waited a little longer. The time ticked on by.

Mateo would be arriving soon, and with it, Gideon’s confession of why he was so pissed.

“She hasn’t fucked me, okay! There I’ve said it. Are you happy now?”

“She hasn’t fucked you? What do you call Halloween night?” I asked.

“That doesn’t count. It was months ago, and it was part of the initiation.”

“Gideon, dude, this is uncool. You have something none of us are ever going to claim.”

“What’s that?”

“Being her first,” I said.

“She hasn’t been with me since, and what the hell is that supposed to mean?”

“Save me from stupid boys,” I said. I took a deep breath. “Women always remember their first time. Their first guy. You have that with her. None of us do. None of us have that. You do. Even if she doesn’t want you to be there, you will always hold a special place in her heart, and no one is going to be able to take that off you. You shouldn’t be jealous of us. We should be jealous of you.”

“But … look, I get what you’re saying, but she’s … I don’t know, different.” Gideon waved his hand in front of him, dismissing me. “Forget I said anything.”

“I can’t forget that. Sian’s hurting. You should be pleased she’s coming to us all for comfort.”