Fate's Love Triangle

Heated Trainings

Damien started to speak to Marcus more often now. It still wasn't in a friendly manner, but they were on speaking terms. After the incident, Damien decided that Xavier needed fight training. He didn't say anything to Marcus, which could be taken as a compliment that he thought Marcus was skilled enough not to need any training. I had training four times a week for three hours, and to my surprise, Damien chose Marcus to train me. The reason Damien gave was that he needed his pack fighters for other duties, but deep down, I think it was also because he respected Marcus's fighting abilities.

My first training session was better than expected. Marcus and Damien both underestimated me and forgot that I am—or was—the beta of the Starlight pack. Granted, our pack was nowhere near as skilled as Damien's pack, but we did know how to fight. I was able to keep up with most of the things Marcus was making me do. The next week, he decided to increase the difficulty of our training. Now I started to struggle, as this was more advanced than the skills I had. One day, we were doing one-on-one combat, and I fell on top of Marcus, straddling his lap. I tried to wiggle myself off him, which caused him to groan and grab my hips to make me stop. As I looked at him, his eyes grew darker. I felt like I wanted to play around and slowly traced his abs. He tried to hold still, but then I landed on my back, Marcus now on top of me. We were so engrossed in our moment that I didn't notice Damien standing there.

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Marcus's PoV

When I switched our positions, I looked up to see Damien standing by the door, his eyes growing darker. Xavier didn't notice this. I took this chance to get back at Damien for what he did by the lake. I slowly bent my head down, not losing eye contact with Damien, and started nibbling Xavier's neck, reaching his sweet spot, getting a moan out of him. Damien started to shift as I saw his pants growing tighter. This caused me to get turned on as well, subconsciously rubbing my lower area against Xavier, causing him to gasp. Xavier's sounds of neediness made Damien's hand fly to his now hard member.

I moved my hands down Xavier's body, feeling the heat between us rising. I could sense Damien's gaze intensifying, fueling my desire to push the boundaries further. With a smirk, I slid down Xavier's body, my hands tracing every muscle and curve, until I was face-to-face with his growing arousal.

Xavier's breaths were coming faster, a mix of anticipation and excitement. I glanced up one more time, locking eyes with Damien, whose hand was now moving rhythmically on his own shaft. The sight of him pleasuring himself while watching us added a new level of intensity to the moment. I focused back on Xavier, determined to give Damien a show he'd never forget.

I slowly undid Xavier's pants, pulling them down just enough to free his hardened length. The sight of him, ready and wanting, made my own arousal almost unbearable. I wrapped my hand around the base of his shaft, giving it a few teasing strokes before leaning in and licking the tip. Xavier's hips bucked slightly, a soft moan escaping his lips.

I took him into my mouth, inch by inch, savoring the taste and the way he responded to every movement. I could hear Damien's breathing growing heavier, his eyes never leaving us. I started to move my mouth up and down Xavier's length, using my tongue to apply pressure in all the right places. Each moan and gasp from Xavier only spurred me on, making me take him deeper.

Xavier's hands found their way into my hair, gripping tightly as I increased the pace. I could feel his thighs trembling, his body on the edge. I glanced up at Damien again, his hand moving faster, his eyes dark with lust. The sight of him so aroused by what we were doing pushed me to go even harder. I hollowed my cheeks, sucking Xavier with a fervor that made his hips jerk uncontrollably.

Xavier's breaths turned into ragged gasps, his grip on my hair tightening. I knew he was close, and I wanted to push him over the edge. I used my other hand to massage his balls, applying just the right amount of pressure to drive him wild. His body tensed, his moans growing louder and more desperate.

With one final, deep suck, Xavier's body arched, and he came hard, his release filling my mouth. I swallowed every drop, not wanting to waste a single bit of his pleasure. As I pulled back, I licked my lips, savoring the taste and the feeling of satisfaction that washed over me.

I turned to look at Damien, who was now stroking himself furiously, his eyes locked on mine. The sight of Xavier's pleasure had pushed him to the brink, and with a few more strokes, he too found his release. His hand moved slower, milking every last drop, his eyes never leaving mine.

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Xavier's PoV

After I came, I turned around, only to find Damien standing there with cum dripping from his member. I started to blush profusely and hid myself in Marcus's chest. I did not expect this.

After that incident, no one talked about it. We all pretended like it didn't happen—at least Marcus and Damien did. The tension in the air was palpable, but we continued our training sessions as if nothing had changed. However, I could feel a shift in the dynamics between us, a new layer of complexity that neither of us was ready to confront.