The Initiation (Darkness Within Duet 1)

As he slid his cock between her folds and pushed deep within her, she cried out.

Buck, Jett, and Axel, they took over their cocks, working the length up and down, watching as Draven fucked her.

His cock slid in and out of her. His hand rested on her stomach before traveling up, touching her, cupping her, holding her. The pounding of his cock, and seeing them all watch, it was a heady experience, one she didn’t want to give up.

He held her captive, keeping her in place as he fucked her.

She was so close, and Draven touched her clit, stroking her to completion. She cried out, no name spilling from her lips as she gave herself over the pleasure of their touch. They all started to groan, and she opened her eyes, watching mesmerized as they came. Buck first, his cum spilling from the tip of his cock, as it coated her stomach. Then Jett, followed by Axel, and last, Draven, who pulled out of her, tearing off the condom and spilling onto her stomach.

All of their combined releases pooled on her stomach, their pants filling the air. Draven moved to her side, kissing her lips as someone else wiped the mess from her stomach.

So long as she had Draven, she was happy.

****

Draven woke up to find the spot where Harper had fallen asleep empty. Last night had been a long, intense, and thoroughly satisfying night. One glance around the room and he saw Axel, Buck, and Jett all passed out on either a sofa or chair.

After they had taken a turn with Harper, Draven had made love to her and now she was gone, and he saw her clothes had also gone.

Getting to his feet, he pulled on his clothes and went in search of her. He didn’t have to go far in order to find her.

She sat out on the wall in the garden. It was a cold morning as many of them were in Stonewall until you got to the height of the summer. She looked deep in thought.

Last night couldn’t have been easy for her.

It had been hard for him to see her with his friends, but the initiation was complete. She was never leaving them, never backing down, and to do so, well, it would be the biggest betrayal. What happened tonight would stay among all of them. No one would ever really know what the initiation meant, what it would mean to be part of them.

Harper would always be the only one to ever know.

She held a cup in her hand, the steam rising up.

“Morning,” he said.

She gave a little jerk and turned toward him. He’d startled her.

“Morning,” she said.

“What are you doing out here?” he asked. He walked toward her, resting next to her. Placing a hand on her knee, he stared into her beautiful blue eyes.

“Thinking.”

“That’s always bad. You’re tense.”

“Just thinking about last night.”

“Then don’t.”

“It’s really hard not to when, you know, what happened. Wow, everyone is going to call me a slut for sure now.”

“They won’t. Not if they know what is good for them.”

She laughed. “They call me that anyway, and now they’re right.”

“Harper, don’t. This is between us. You’re ours, and we won’t let anyone hurt you.”

“Draven, you’re not going to be around all the time to make sure people are nice to me.”

“You’re aware of the kind of power our family has. Give it time and you’ll see them all bowing down for respect.” He took her hand, kissing her wrist. “Are you sore?”

“A little but it’s fine.”

He saw it wasn’t fine.

“I don’t think any differently of you,” he said. “None of us do. We all care about you.”

“You don’t think they’re going to see me as easy?”

He laughed. “No. You’re anything but easy.”

She rolled her eyes, and he thought it was cute.

“We’re a team. Me and the guys. We’ve had chicks begging to suck our cocks. Begging to be part of us. Only ever thinking they know the truth of the initiation when they don’t. We’re a family, Harper. For better or for worse.”

“You’re quoting wedding scripture.”

“Maybe, but we’re all married to each other. We all know that the only way to survive in this world is to be together. We trust only each other. You’re safe, and you bind us all together. Other women, they would work to tear us apart, and none of us want that. We’re a unit, a team, a club, whatever you want to call us.” He glanced toward the kitchen and saw the guys were already up. “If you’re nervous because you think they’re going to treat you differently, come with me. I’ll prove that they won’t.”

He took her hand, and before she could protest, they were inside the kitchen.

Axel was at the stove, murdering some eggs, while Buck and Jett were drinking coffee.