Chapter 14: Fagua

I had the feeling I embarrassed myself by admitting to Winter I wanted him. It’d been the first time we’d had a conversation, and here I was declaring he could take me.

Except I wasn’t teasing him. I meant every word, and I’d been plucking up the courage to tell him I wanted to stay with him. Not his brothers, but him.

“Are you ready to watch the movie?” He sat down next to me with a big bowl of popcorn he’d made. I felt as if I were in the movie theatre for the first time. He’d also brought a little wine to make me feel relaxed, but I didn’t need the wine. I’d already drank some earlier, and I wasn’t much of a drinker. Back home, we only had it on special occasions. It felt silly to say that to him, after all I was twenty-five, dressed like a lady, and I wanted him to see me as one, not the naive country bumpkin hiding inside of me right now.

“What is it?”

I shook my head, as I lied about the idea of this being something I was used to doing.

“Nothing. I just wondered if you’d left. If being alone in the dark with me had scared you?”

The movie flashed on, and he was distracted for a second, but then he whispered in my ear.

“One step at a time, I don’t want you to do anything, you don’t want to do. I want us to get to know each other better.”

I looked at him, wondering if I’d gotten him all wrong. Wolves didn’t work like that, but then again what did I really know about how they worked? Whenever Rebecca tried to tell me and even my Ma, I stopped her. I pretended as if any problems didn’t exist, and now I wished I’d listened, because I didn’t want to confess the truth to him. I’d given him the idea I was confident and knew exactly what I was doing, but I didn’t. He would figure it out.

“I only know about your scent and nothing else.”

He winked. “Good. Enjoy the movie.”

His reaction should have made me nervous, but he had a way of making me feel as if I could believe anything he said, and I knew it would be okay as he held my hand while we watched the movie together. If Winter wasn’t with me, then I would have had the hots for the sexy actor who played Ironman like every woman on and off screen. This guy had nothing in comparison to Winter, because I had more than a man sitting next to me, and I wanted to please him in more ways than one.

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“Did you enjoy the movie?”

I jumped up, knocking the empty popcorn bowl on the floor, and I hugged him. He’d given me an experience I could never forget, and one I would cherish for the rest of my days.

He swept me in his arms and held on to me. The lights switched on as the credits came to an end, and it was as if he waited for this moment to take me.

He grabbed my face with both hands and looked me deep in the eyes. My breath caught, but I smiled to give him the permission to take me. He could do whatever he pleased. He shoved his lips to mine. I closed my eyes as his mouth explored mine skillfully. His hands no longer held my face, but one hand rested on my back for support, whereas the other explored my body.

I responded with pleasure. I felt the hunger inside him, in his kiss like it was threatened to catch us both on fire. His hand moved down to my breasts and nipples, rubbing and stroking me. Deep in my core, there began a burning sensation. I moaned into his mouth. I wanted more than mere petting like I’d done before. He responded with a growl, am ping up the sexual tension between us even more.

I started to pant as I wanted to rip my dress off and have him do things to me I know were nowhere near what Keith would have done. I felt the desire between the two of us, knowing in a snap of his fingers, he could tear my dress to threads.

He swiftly moved his hand from my breasts. My nipples were erect, and the need for him to suck on them ached through me so badly I wanted to scream. I let go of the seat and held onto him. Every part of me shook, and with my powers it extended even the theatre. I felt the vibrations through the floor and my seat, but I couldn’t stop. Winter made me feel too good to care.

He dipped his hand up my dress, and the thong snapped me when he ripped it off.

“Ouch,” I cried out.

“Did I hurt you?”

“Don’t stop,” I pleaded.

His hand smoothed along my leg and brushed over my clit. I gasped, clinging to him and kissing him. He plunged two fingers into me.

“You’re so wet!”

He didn’t wait for a response as he drove his tongue back into my mouth and started to slowly move his fingers in and out of me. I moved with the rhythm of his fingers. What he was doing to me felt so good, so right. I didn’t want him to stop.

I want to take off my dress and feel his cock, against my leg. The promise of things to come was too much to bear as I tried to move.

He held on to me and growled. “There’s no rush. No one’s coming to find us. I want to take my time.”

I grabbed his thick arms, wanting to feel his body next to mine, as the heat in the room overcame me, and I started to sweat. My breath became faster and heavier as the friction of his fingers sent me into overdrive.

He curled his fingers and hit my G-spot.

“Fuck!” I screamed out as the orgasm was building, then exploded as I came on his fingers.

I opened my eyes, and he watched me as I screamed my pleasure.

“Come with me,” he commanded as he switched places, so I no longer lay on his lap, but faced him, and his cock pushed against his pants, thrusting against my sex.

He started to rub me up and down against his erection, controlling my movement, making me, loose myself in the sensation.

His hand moved to my dress, as he tugged it down and ripped it at the seams. It was as if Winter wanted to come too, as he started to make even more animal noises as he rocked me harder towards him.

I wondered if his cock had come out of his pants, but then I couldn’t look. I couldn’t do anything as the mother of all orgasms made me scream at the top of my lungs.

“Yes, yes, yes,” I panted as I shook uncontrollably, and Winter loosened his once tight grip.

He held me gently in his arms, and I could feel his cock jerking like a gun, as his cum started to seep through his pants.

I smiled, as we were both breathless, and finally, I could open my eyes again.

“Did you enjoy that?”

I laughed. “So much but we could have gone to the bedroom or…”

He lifted his finger against my lips, and I smelled my juices on his fingers. I was so tempted to lick it, but he said, “All good things come to those who wait. I didn’t mean to lose control. I’m sorry.”

I shook my head. “No. I thought you didn’t want me. You haven’t made a move all day, and I know you wanted to.”

He stroked my hair, as if he admired my beauty, and there was something in the way he touched me which made me feel comfortable with my decision. I was thinking I was in way over my head, but being with him today made me confident about life with him. I hadn’t ever felt this way with anyone.

“I didn’t want to rush you.” Winter tucked my hair behind my ears, staring at me. “We’ve only spent one day together. I need you to be comfortable with the decision you make when you make it.”

I shook my head. “What if I want you to claim me?” I couldn’t believe I’d spoken out loud. I hadn’t even gotten divorced from Keith yet. Maybe the wine had lowered my inhibitions too much. I started to pull away, embarrassed, but Winter held onto me.

He smiled. “It doesn’t work like that. We all have to claim you. Not just me.”

It was the answer I thought he would say, and I tried to hide my disappointment by not looking him in the eyes, but turning my head away.

“Besides you must be tired. You’ve been working overtime.”

“Sorry?”

He nodded towards the projector and the seats in the theatre, some of them were at the opposite side of the room, the projector was broken.

“Oh sorry,” I whispered. I’d totally lost control of my powers. I licked my lips. “I thought my curse only worked in Small Heath and nowhere else, you must be drawing them out.”

He lifted me up and headed towards the door. Cradled in his arms, he stepped over a lot of the damage. Broken chairs and ripped up carpet. There was so much more damage than I had realized. Embarrassed, I covered my face.

“It’s not a curse. It’s a gift.” Winter kissed my forehead. “Who told you it only worked in SmallHeath?”

“Ma did, that’s why she said as much as I wanted to leave, I never should.”

He paused as he reached the door, and he kicked it open. “You’re tired Fagua, get some rest, and we’ll talk in the morning.”

I noticed his scent had changed, maybe it was my imagination, but before he’d smelled so old, and now so young.

“Is it late?”

He shook his head, and I held on to him so tightly. I loved being in his arms and being carried to my room. I wanted him to lay down with me, but I knew it wasn’t an option. He’d already stated they all needed to claim me, and he knew I wasn’t willing to give myself to Husk, but then again the feeling seemed more than mutual.

In my room, he laid me on the bed like a delicate flower and kissed my cheek. “Get to some rest.”

In one swift movement, he tore off the rest of my dress and stared at me for a few seconds. My skin flushed thinking he was debating joining me or not. I was naked, even my strapless bra had been miraculously torn off as he’d brought me to climax earlier. His once limp cock rose to life again, tenting his pants. “Sweet dreams.”

When he left me alone, disappointment sank into my chest.

I had a feeling he wouldn’t have good dreams because he’d left himself frustrated. I didn't want to be with his brothers, only him. Maybe in time, he would see that, but did I really want to come between Winter and his brothers?