Cora (Love in the Apocalypse #2)

14. Trent

Chapter fourteen

Trent

K nowing that Cora had watched me and Remi have sex had me embarrassingly hard, and I could tell by the way Remi was fidgeting in his chair that he felt the same way. I didn’t even know I was into being watched until Cora admitted to watching us. I watched Cora beside me from beneath my lashes as I ate my stew. She was pretty. A little bit on the thin side, but who wasn’t these days? She was cute but seemed young. That’s probably something we should find out sooner rather than later.

“Cora, how old are you?”

“Twenty,” came Siri’s response.

I nodded and breathed a sigh of relief. I noticed the other men relax slightly as well. This could be tricky if we were all interested in her, which, why wouldn’t we be? Sure, she was the first available female we had seen in a while, but she was also cute and sexy. There was an air of sheltered innocence around her that made a man want to both protect it and destroy it in all the best ways, all at the same time.

“Cora, sweetheart,” my brother said, “do you think we could come see the bunker?”

Cora shook her head. “No, I’m not ready to let you into my safe haven yet, but I will bring more supplies and food upstairs for you to use.”

I nodded and kicked Isaac under the table when he opened his mouth to argue. That was good enough. She wasn’t going anywhere, and neither were we, so there was no sense in pushing her past her comfort zone. She’d invite us back there when she was ready.

We peppered her with more mundane questions, like what her favorite color was, blue, and whether she was a cat or dog person, neither. Eventually, she got up, said good night, and disappeared back behind the wall. We couldn’t know whether she was still watching us, so we had to assume that she was.

“Why the hell did you kick me?” Isaac growled.

“Because I could tell you were going to push her to let us see the bunker, and I didn’t want you to scare her off. We have plenty of time, don’t fuck this up,” I replied.

“I think we need to address the elephant in the room,” Derrick said.

“What’s that?” Remi asked.

“We’re all interested in Cora, correct?” We all nodded as Remi and I glanced at each other nervously. The last thing I wanted to do was hurt his feelings. Cora’s presence didn’t change how I felt about him, and I hoped the same held true with his feelings for me.

“That’s what I thought,” Derrick sighed. “I’m just gonna say it: I think I should get her because I’m the one who saw her first and believed she was real the entire time.”

“Like hell,” I scoffed. Isaac and Remi expressed similar feelings on the matter.

“What would you rather do, then?” Derrick asked. “Share her?”

I raised my brows at the idea. It wasn’t a bad one.

“Why not?” Isaac asked. “It’s a brand new world; why can’t we make it what we want? Let’s agree not to fight over her and let things happen naturally as we get to know her better. We’re like brothers, a family. Sharing her, if she’s interested, makes sense.”

“And if she isn’t?” Derrick asked.

“Then we follow her lead without holding any grudges against each other,” I said. The others nodded

“Now that we’ve settled that, I think Trent and I are going to turn in a little early tonight,” Remi announced.

“We are?” I asked him, puzzled.

“Yes,” Remi replied, sliding his hand into my lap under the table and stroking the length of my still-hard cock. “Yes, we are.”

“Yep, you’re right,” I agreed, quickly standing and turning my body so that Isaac and Derrick weren’t face-to-face with my dick. “Night, guys!”

“Real subtle,” Derrick laughed as I hurried down the hall with Remi behind me. We exploded into our bedroom, which I now knew used to be Cora’s, and I spun around to crash my lips against Remi’s before he shut the door.

“Do you think she’s watching us right now?” Remi asked when he ripped his lips from mine to pull my shirt over my head.

“I hope so,” I moaned, reaching for his pants.

Neither of us was in the mood to take it slow as we tore each other’s clothes off and tossed them away in any direction. Remi slid his hard dick along mine and wrapped his hands around both of them, stroking them together.

“Fuck,” I groaned, grabbing his head with both of my hands and pulling his lips to mine, and devouring him. When I ended the kiss, I moved so that I was standing behind Remi, rubbing my cock along the crack of his ass as I reached around him and slowly stroked him.

“Are you with us, Cora?” I asked. “Do you like watching us as much as we like you watching us?”

“Are you touching yourself, Cora?” Remi grunted, his hips bucking against my hand. “We want to see you too, Little Mouse. Come play with us.”

Over the sound of Remi’s pants, I heard the slight shifting of fabric. “She’s here,” I whispered in his ear. I felt his cock pulse in my hand as he pushed it away.

“Where?” he asked as he pulled me toward the bed.

I pointed to where I heard the sound, and he bent me over the bed so we could face that direction. Remi spread my ass cheeks, and I groaned when I felt his tongue lapping at my entrance. I heard the cap to the bottle of baby oil we used open and shut, then moaned again when his slick fingers replaced his tongue. His mouth moved to my ear. “I’m going to fuck you, but you won’t get to come until you convince Cora to come out of hiding.” I whimpered as he pumped his fingers in and out of me. “You better start begging, baby,” he growled, biting the side of my neck hard, making me yelp in pain.

“Please, Cora,” I rasped as Remi removed his fingers, and I felt the spongy head of his cock press against my hole. “Please, let us see you, pretty girl.” I bit my lip as Remi slowly slid his cock into my ass, one aching inch at a time, until he was fully seated inside of me.

“Beg!” he ordered, punctuating it with a powerful thrust, pushing him even deeper.

“Cora!” I shouted, not caring about being overheard by Derrick and my brother. “Come on, Cora. I know you’re there. I know you’re watching us. Please, Cora, let us watch you too. Let us see how wet you are watching us fuck, baby. Show us how hot we make you. Please!”

Remi pulled out slowly and completely, and I moaned in protest at the loss. He then began to tease me, pushing just the head in and out, holding me still as I tried to rock backward and fuck myself on him. I didn’t know what else to say to get Cora to come out, and as the time stretched, I was growing more and more insane with need as Remi teased me mercilessly. My heart leaped in my chest when I heard a slight click, and part of the wall in front of us split open to reveal the hidden doorway.

As she entered the bedroom, Cora looked flushed and slightly disheveled. The light layer of sweat that covered her skin glowed, and I licked my dry lips, wanting to lick every inch of her. Cora had changed into a pair of loose shorts and a tank top. I could tell she was nervous and completely out of her element, making this moment even hotter.

“Have a seat and let us see that sweet little pussy, Cora,” Remi ordered softly, his dick unmoving and half planted in my ass.

Cora sat in the desk chair near the wall and silently pushed her shorts off. She slid her hand between her legs to cover herself from view as she slowly raised her feet to the chair’s edge, spreading herself open. I waited anxiously as Cora chewed on her bottom lip for a few seconds before finally moving her hands away.

I first noticed the patch of trimmed, downy-looking blonde hair at her apex. It looked soft enough to nuzzle, and I hoped I would one day be able to. Cora spread her small pink lips, revealing her entrance and clit to us. Even from this distance, I could see how wet she already was for us, and I wanted to beg her to move closer so that I could bury my face between her legs and taste her. I knew Cora would be my first and only woman. No matter what, I’d make sure that she would be ours forever.

I didn’t have time to think more about that because as soon as Cora showed us her wet pussy, Remi slammed into me, knocking the air from my lungs. Cora’s eyes widened as her free hand drifted between her legs.

“That’s a good girl, Cora,” Remi grunted as he pounded my ass. “Show us how you make yourself feel good.”

My hands fisted the sheets as I held on for all I was worth. Remi had never fucked me this hard before. I felt like I was being used, which was usually Remi’s thing. I like it. I liked it a lot more than I thought I would. My eyes never left Cora as she plunged two fingers inside her pussy while stroking her clit with her other hand. Her mouth was open with what I imagined were silent moans. Fuck I wish I could hear her! I’d never hoped for something harder in my life. I’d sell my soul to hear Cora’s cries of pleasure.

Remi leaned over me, slowing his motions slightly but not the force behind them. His lips trailed across my shoulder to my ear. “Imagine Cora beneath you and every time I fuck into you, it pushes you even deeper into her sweet pussy. How would you feel if the man who took your ass for the first time is the power behind your cock’s first taste of pussy?”

I moaned as the images he painted played through my head and pushed me even closer to the edge.

“Have you ever been with a man, Cora?” Remi asked her.

Slowly, Cora shook her head, and we groaned. Cora was a virgin, too.

“Would you like that, Little Mouse?” Remi rasped, his hips snapping against me even faster. “Would you like to lose your virginity to both of us at the same time?”

Cora nodded as her hands moved even faster, keeping pace with Remi.

“Then prove it. Come for us, Cora. Show us how much you want us inside of you. Show us how badly you want to come on our cocks.”

“Yes!” I moaned as Remi reached around and stroked my weeping cock. “Come for us, Cora!”

We watched as Cora threw her head back and snapped her legs closed around her ever-moving hands. She rode out her orgasm silently, the only sound being her heavy breathing as she came back down. The entire show was enough to push both Remi and me past our tipping point, and he roared his release into my ass as I painted the sheets below us with my cum. My eyes fell shut, and when I opened them, Cora was gone.

One day, she wouldn’t run away from us. One day, she would be cuddled between us without wanting to leave.