Test Drive (Watchers Crew) Page 8

  I reached up to touch his face out of concern. He grinned into my palm, giving it a wet kiss.

  Hawk handed Crow a wet wipe, and he cleaned my breasts. Crow’s happy face was a little sad as he cleaned his semen from my breasts. When I was all tidied up, he bent down and kissed each of my nipples in turn. Then he looked up at me with a smile. He leaned into my face. I rose to give him a kiss, but Crow was shoved back before he could reach my lips.

  Hawk glared at him. His hand thrust up between Crow and I like a stop-in-the-name-of-love motion. Crow smirked, but he backed off.

  A dark cloud moved into his space. Eagle stood over me, his arms crossed over his chest, his face stern. I felt at any moment, he’d swoop down and carry me off like a piece of meat.

  Chapter Sixteen

  Eagle tore his gaze from me and looked to Hawk. Hawk sat back in his chair, his legs still spread in the lewd fashion as when he’d fucked me. Another silent conversation passed between Hawk and Eagle. Finally, Hawk made a motion for Eagle to proceed.

  Eagle bent down, his large form obstructed my view of everyone and everything in the room. Without any effort, he raised my body up and into a sitting position.

  Eagle crouched down before me, eyes on me, unflinching. “Where are your panties, sweet meat?”

  There was a warning note to his tone. The instinct in prey to flee at the sound of danger rang loud in my ears.

  “I…” I looked to Hawk who only offered me a raised eyebrow and a smirk. “They were irritating me. So I took them off. I’m sorry.”

  Eagle frowned. The look he gave me reminded me of the looks teachers gave wayward students who’d forgotten their homework, and then came up with lame excuses.

  “I won’t forget next time, Eagle. Would you like me to lick your penis in penance?”

  Eagle quirked a brow. “Penance? You mean for a punishment? Sucking my dick is a reward, sweet meat.”

  “Is there anything I can do to make it up to you? To earn that reward.”

  Eagle smiled. It was a cruel smile, but it sent my heartbeat down to my cunt. Whatever punishment he’d thought up for me, I knew I wanted it. Knew I would like it.

  ”Be cool, E,” Hawk said. “She’s still a little bit of a virgin.”

  “There’s no such thing as a little bit of a virgin. She’s broken in.” Eagle turned back to me. “I’m not the one to baby you, sweet meat. You need to learn that when you come to someone’s party, you bring the host a gift.”

  He spread my thighs. There was a puddle of my excitement on the wood table.

  “You came to my house empty handed. I won’t tolerate bad manners, sweet meat.” Eagle stared me in the eye. It was the same look as yesterday. He was waiting to see if I’d bolt.

  “Is there anything I can offer you… to make up for it?”

  If the devil had a smile, he’d learned it from Eagle. “Go lean over the couch.”

  I rose and did as he told me. I was completely nude in a room full of people who were either watching me get fucked, or they were getting fucked themselves. I heard girls climaxing, boys grunting. I heard the slaps of spanking. The rhythmic scrapings of furniture legs scooting across the floor from thrusting power. Then I heard a buzzing behind me.

  It brought my mind to the beehive. Just like in the hive, there were more females here than there were males. Unlike in the hive, more than one female was getting serviced by the males. The queen bee didn’t share. But research also proved that the queen didn’t take over a hive by force. No, she did it by stealth. Sneaking in at night to a colony without a queen, catching the men off guard, and then establishing herself as their ruler. Drones were like moths to flames in the presence of a queen. Crow and Hawk sat back with their eyes riveted on my body.

  I jumped when the buzzing made contact with my leg. It wasn’t a bee that landed on my thigh. It was a small vibrator. It was metallic, silver, and shaped like an egg. A cord came from it. Attached to the other end of the cord was a rectangular remote control.

  I’d never used a vibrator. I hadn’t known what a dildo was until my freshman year in college when I accidentally stumbled across my roommate’s Rabbit which she’d left in the shower. I’d never even masturbated, not because my parents had taught me it was a sin. They’d never taught me anything about sex at all. I’d never taken matters into my own hands because, quite frankly, I hadn’t know what to do.

  Eagle ran the egg up my thigh. He pressed it to my clit. I cried out and buckled over the couch.

  He tsked me, shaking his head. “I thought you were serious about making things up to me, Ellie. I told you to lean over the couch, not lay down on it.”

  He said this all while keeping the vibrating egg pressed against my clit. I’d barely understood the words coming out of his mouth. It was with great difficulty that I straightened my body to come back up to a kneeling position.

  Eagle removed the vibrator from my clit. My moment of relief was short lived. He parted my pussy lips and worked the small vibrator inside me.

  My eyes opened wide. I looked over to Hawk. He leaned back in the chair, watching Eagle’s handiwork as though he were watching his new favorite television show and didn’t want to be disturbed. I saw he would be no help.

  Crow stood off to the side of me. His blurry movements told me he was bouncing on his toes at the show.

  Eagle slipped a new pair of panties over my legs. They were simple cotton panties. White, utilitarian, no lace or g-string. He pulled the top of the waste band up, making sure that the cotton would hold the egg rooted firmly inside of me with no chance of slipping out. My world tuned to the buzzing inside of me.

  “Your penance, sweet meat, is to come in these panties. Drip that sweet juice all over the crotch. After your third go, I’ll let you-"

  I moaned deep as an orgasm wracked through my body.

  Hawk burst out laughing.

  Crow applauded and hooted.

  Eagle sighed. “After two more goes, I’ll let you suck my dick.”

  It was a strain to open my eyes as I was still throbbing from that last orgasm. The buzzing inside of me that had caused it did not cease. When I finally managed to have a look at my surroundings, the first thing I saw was that Eagle held the rectangular remote control in his hand. The dials went from 1 to 4. It was currently on 1. He turned it up to 2.

  The buzzing increased. My eyes widened, and I gripped the back of the couch. I looked to Hawk. He leaned his head in his hand, gazing at me as though I were the best entertainment he’d seen in a long time. A girl approached him, offering him her bare cunt. He ignored her, his eyes trained on me.

  Hawk nodded his head at me, rhythmically, as though he were chanting or cheering me on. I stared at his lips. He appeared to be mouthing the words “Come on.” I rocked my hips to and fro in time with his soundless chant. Before I knew it my hips were gyrating to their own rhythm as another orgasm seized my body.

  Hawk sighed along with me. His large body collapsed back into the seat as my body slumped over the couch.

  “Fuck, look at her nipples,” said Crow. “They look like pink rocks. Yo E, let me get another taste man?”

  “Knock yourself out, bruh.”

  I looked up to Eagle, my eyes and mouth trembling along with the aftershocks of two orgasms so close together. “I can’t… I can’t do another.”

  Eagle cocked his head to the side. It was the same motion I’d seen a bird of prey perform as he tuned his senses in the search for his next meal. “Did you not just offer me penance? Did you not just ask me what you could do to make it better?”

  My brain was too fogged to unravel the double negatives.

  “You’re the one who came into my house empty handed, sweet meat.”

  “I didn’t know…” I panted.

  “And now you do,” Eagle turned the dial up to three.

  I screamed. My fingers gripped the cushion. I clamped my thighs together trying to dull the sensations inside me. It didn’t help. I looked up in a desperate
plea, but all I got in return was a wicked grin. Now I knew what was on the other side of the wariness buried in the lines of Eagle’s face.

  Hawk chuckled. “E, you fucking, sadistic bastard.”

  Crow sat down on the couch. He pulled me up and draped my body over his. Just the touch of his hand on my thighs was too much. Before he even put his mouth anywhere near my breasts, a third orgasm ripped through my body.

  I was trembling, shaking, delirious. When I caught my breath and a semblance of sense, Crow looked crestfallen. He looked to Eagle like a petulant child.

  Eagle shrugged. “Make it four.”

  Crow grinned like Eagle had just given him a piece of candy. Tears streamed down my eyes as Crow’s tongue reached for my breasts.

  “I can’t,” I pleaded. “Oh god, I can’t.”

  Crow ignored my pleas. It wasn’t hard to see why. The moment he made contact with my breasts, my fingers dug into his scalp clutching him to me as he sucked, flicked, and laved.

  My hips developed a mind of their own as they jerked a dance in his lap. I needed to press them together to find relief, but Crow kept them forced apart with his legs. I looked to Eagle whose thumb hovered on the dial as though he were debating whether or not to turn it up the final notch. I looked over to Hawk who squirmed on his throne, his knuckles caught in his teeth, his erection protruding from his pants.

  I focused on Hawk. On the connection I felt with him.

  “Come on, sweet meat,” Hawk whispered. Or maybe I imagined him saying it.

  In any case, I did what he asked.

  I came.

  Hard.

  Chapter Seventeen

  The ringing in my ears stopped. The buzzing at my core stopped.

  “Dude, she fucking creamed all over me.” Crow put my head in the crook between his neck and shoulder and stroked my hair. “You did good, Ellie.”

  I relaxed in Crow’s warm embrace until my chest stopped heaving and I began to breath normally. As soon as my breathing settled, I felt something warm and wet poke my lips.

  “Here’s your reward, sweet meat.”

  I looked up at Eagle. His thick, dick was monstrous before my eyes. The pink head topping the dark brown was a thing of beauty. I took a moment to marvel at it before I opened my mouth. He slid his penis inside, just past the tip. It was warm and salty on my tongue.

  Eagle pulled out before I was ready. I closed my lips around him and he came out of my mouth with a pop.

  “Open,” he said.

  I did as I was told.

  “Give me your tongue. Tilt your head back.”

  Once I’d followed his instructions, Eagle ran his cock back and forth over my tongue.

  “Keep your mouth open. Relax.”

  I did as he said. He went in and out, slowly. With each steady thrust he went a little further. The rhythmic motions were lulling.

  When Hawk had shoved his dick down Mrs. Pettigrew’s throat it looked arduous, painful. This was easy. This was nice. I relaxed into the support of Crow’s neck while he stroked my hair and Eagle pumped in and out of me. I flicked my tongue to get more of Eagle’s salty musk and he groaned.

  I opened my eyes wide, wondering if I would get reprimanded. Eagle had said to keep my mouth open. But no reprimand came. Eagle’s eyes were heavy, hazy. I took advantage.

  I hollowed my cheeks and sucked. There was not much give with his massive size. My tongue traced the thick veins on the underside of his cock when he thrust deep. I laved at the soft flesh of his cockhead when he withdrew. My tongue caught in the divot before he thrust back in.

  Eagle grabbed the back of the couch and pumped faster. I felt him swelling on my tongue. At the first drop of his semen, I startled. I’d been so caught up in the feel of his flesh I’d forgotten all about the end game.

  Eagle roared as his seed pumped out of him and onto my tongue. He coated my tongue and filled my jaws. He spent himself completely inside of my mouth before he withdrew. I felt all their eyes on me waiting to see what I’d do with a mouthful of his semen.

  I closed my mouth and swallowed, reveling in the creamy texture as it traveled down my throat. I gulped and took in a breath of air. When I was done, it felt like the guys let out a collective sigh of release.

  ******

  “Hey, I’m about to take Kira home. You want me to take her too?”

  My eyes were closed, but I recognized the silky soft timbre of Owl’s voice.

  “No, I got her. She can sleep it off and drive herself home in the morning.” That was Hawk’s gruff voice.

  My eyes struggled open as I stretched my limbs. I must’ve passed out on the couch after sucking off Eagle. But I wasn’t on the couch anymore. I was airborne.

  My chest was leaned up against a pillow, a warm pillow with hard angles. From the corner of my eye, I recognized Hawk’s pecs. I was in his arms. He was carrying me out of the living room. All the bodies and clothes were gone. The room was empty. It resembled a normal, every day living room from an urban catalog.

  We were in a hallway, headed for a staircase. I caught sight of Shakira and Owl leaving through the front door. Shakira looked at me in Hawk’s arms. She pursed her lips together, but said nothing. I wonder where she and Owl had disappeared off to during the party. I hadn’t seen either of them once.

  It didn’t matter. I was sure I disagreed with her about sharing men and being shared. She didn’t know what she was missing. She’d thought I was a naive, little girl. But it looked like I was staying for longer than lunch, longer than dinner even. I was Watchers’ tail. I’d be around in the morning for breakfast.

  Hawk brought me up the stairs to what I had to assume was his bedroom. The lights were off, but I could make out dark furniture. A huge sleigh bed, a chest of drawers. There were no curtains on the windows and the blinds were open to the moon’s light and any neighbors’ gazes.

  Hawk laid me down on the massive bed. Then he disappeared inside what had to be a connecting bathroom. I heard the faucet running. He reemerged with a wet hand towel. He ran the towel all over my body, cleaning up the remnants of the party off me. My body was too sore and numb to take any pleasure from it.

  When he was done he tossed the cloth back into the bathroom. Then he turned and peered down at me. “You ready to go to bed, Ellie?”

  “With you? I thought you didn’t do sleepovers.”

  He shrugged. “I don’t fuck in my bed. I sleep in my bed. You’re in no condition to drive yourself home and I’m tired. I don’t feel like driving you home.”

  I didn’t mention that Owl had just offered me a ride and Hawk had refused it. “You’re right,” I said instead. “I don’t think I could make it home tonight.”

  He slipped under the covers behind me. “Good night, sweet meat.”

  “Good night, Hawk.”

  He gathered the covers around us and pulled me back into his hips into a spoon. I heard his rhythmic breathing a moment later letting me know he’d fallen asleep. Then I was out too.

  I dreamed about them. All four of them taking me in turns, Owl included, with Shakira watching while standing outside looking in through a window. Hawk fucked into my cunt. Eagle’s head was in my lap licking my clit. Crow had his dick between my breasts. Owl? Owl whispered naughty things in my ear with that silky voice of his. It all felt so real. I felt the wetness between my thighs. I felt the pressure of something massive entering me.

  My eyes opened. A large mass was over top of me, parting my thighs. Hawk put his massive cock inside me. I was sore, but I was no longer numb. I opened for him without protest. We both groaned when he was fully seated inside me. We stayed that way for long moments. I felt his heart beating through the pulsing of his thick penis inside my tight pussy. I felt his actual heart beating as his chest rested above mine.

  His eyes had been closed, but now they were open. He stared down at me as though he was waking from a dream too, and he was surprised to see me there in the flesh.

  His dick throbbed inside
of me. He brought his hand up to my face. He reached out his thumb and traced my lower lip. More than anything I wanted to reach down and suck it into my mouth. But I didn’t. I held still and waited for him. And then it happened.

  He leaned in, so slowly I was afraid to move lest I scare him away. The impact of his lips against mine brought out a sob from my chest. He ran his lips over mine, tentatively, as though testing for their realness. Then he moved his hips and his tongue in tandem. Both in a slow, swirling motion that sent me into orbit. It was heaven on earth. I wrapped my legs around his torso, my arms around his neck. I gave over to him completely.

  “Dios mio,” he whispered. “What the fuck are you doing to me?”

  We rode together into oblivion under the cover of night. After we both came on silent cries that rang deep into the depths of us, we both fell back into a deep sleep. Mine was dreamless this time.

  When the sun woke me in the morning, my first thought was that I’d dreamed what had happened between us in his bed. Hawk had told me flat out he didn’t do romance or sleepovers or sex in a bed.

  When I rolled over, he was there, awake, alert, and staring at me. Before I could get out a good morning, Hawk’s face was above mine and his body was between my thighs. His tongue and his dick slid deep inside me.

  Chapter Eighteen

  I felt the sun creep in through the windows. The rays touched my face, kissing my forehead, my eyelashes, my cheeks. The brightness level rose higher, going lower down my body and warming my breasts, my belly, my legs. Somehow the rays snuck in between my legs and spread its delicious, wet warmth there. It flicked its rays over my clit and-

  My eyes opened wide as my legs were parted. I saw a jean clad ass in the air, crawling up under the covers. “Morning, sweet meat,” Eagle said from beneath the covers in between a mouthful of my warm cunt.

  “Awww,” was my reply.