Your love is my

Nick awoke to the pleasant sensation of Gina’s lips wrapped around his cock. She was bobbing up and down like a woman dying of thirst, and his dick was the only source of water for miles.

“Ungh… hey, good- oh, yes, right there…” Nick couldn’t even get out a greeting because she was too good at what she was doing. Noticing he was awake, Gina looked up at him and smiled around his shaft, acknowledging his presence for less than a second before instantly returning to sucking him off like crazy.

“Fuck… Gina, what’s the matter with you recently?” Nick moaned, overwhelmed by her attack on his genitals. “Fuck… I’m cumming!” He arched his back and thrust his hips, grabbing the mattress tightly. It felt like if he didn’t, she was going to knock him right off! He emptied his load down her throat and collapsed, gasping for breath.

“Phew… that’s the stuff…” Gina pulled herself off his penis, smacking her lips together as she savored his seed. “Didn’t expect it to taste so good when I suggested this yesterday… but you know? Now I just can’t get enough of it!”

She wasn’t entirely fond of the flavor, if she was being honest. But there was something else about it that just made it simply irresistible. It felt like her loins were on fire! She was satisfied for now, and rolled off him. That strange itch she’d had in her throat for weeks seemed like it was finally dealt with now.

“That was so hot…”

Nick was stirred from his post-orgasm haze by the moan of the other woman who called herself his sex ****. He glanced across the room at Holly, crouched down in her cage and rubbing her fingers against the smaller cage between her legs.

She’s Mary’s maid of honor… and she still wants to sleep in a cage? Nick had given up trying to understand her, frankly. If it was up to him, he might even consider marrying Holly, too. But given the kind of person Holly was, she might not even WANT to be his wife- just his sex ****.

Why did women have to be so complicated?

“So what’s the plan today, hmm?” Gina purred, crawling up beside him and pressing her boobs against his side. She draped her arm over her his chest and he averted his eyes, knowing what she was trying to do. If he saw her tattoos, his brain would no-doubt be flooded with images of Gina sucking his cock again, and his erection had just lost its steam. Seeing her inner thoughts would absolutely get him hard as a rock again, and he had no intention of spending the entire day getting blown (as fun as that might have sounded).

He didn’t want his penis to break off, after all.

“I’m NOT going to be doing what you’re advocating for,” Nick replied, removing her arm as best he could without looking at it. He slid out from under the sheets. “Can’t you girls keep it in your panties for once? Geez.”

“Hey!” Holly rattled the bars of her cage. “What did I do?! I’ve been perfectly wonderful all night you know!”

Nick gave her a frosty look.

“…I-I mean, relatively speaking…” She corrected herself.

He rolled his eyes.

“I can always count on you for that, at least,” he muttered, getting out of bed and trying to find a change of clothes. “You realize I’m getting married tomorrow, right?”

“Yeah, so you need to have fun now!” Gina grinned, posing on her side with her hand on her hip. “Gotta have some stimulation, you know what I mean?”

Nick didn’t turn around. He knew that she was just trying to goad him again.

“This is really stressful for Mary,” he reminded the girls, trying to get Holly on his side. “I should be doing whatever I can to make this easier on her.”

“That’s fair,” Holly agreed. “Although… it’s not really your duty, is it, master?”

Oh, this should be great.

“Then tell me, what is my ‘duty’?” Nick asked, knowing he wasn’t going to like the answer he heard.

Holly offered him a toothy smile. “To be pleasured and fawned over, of course! Leave all the wedding troubles to us ladies, all you need to worry about is who’s going to be sucking your cock!”

“I volunteer!” Gina said cheekily, raising her hand in the air. It was probably the one and only time she’d ever raised her hand to be picked for something.

Nick rolled his eyes.

“As Mary’s future husband, I’m going to do whatever it takes to make sure she has the best wedding possible,” Nick replied. He finally turned back to Gina, now that he was far enough away that he wouldn’t be able to read the writing on her arm. “Gina, I’d do the same for you when our wedding day comes.”

“Oooooh?!” Holly grinned.

Gina turned red and pulled the blankets up over her body, as if she was trying to conceal the modesty she’d so willfully flouted in the past.

“Sh-shut up,” she stammered. “It’s not important anyway… stuff like that…”

She was going to die of shame if Nick kept this up. And he was happy to keep teasing her.

“What? That’s what you agreed to, right? You’re not just a sex ****, you’re going to be my wife, remember? ...One of them anyway… wow, that’s going to take some getting used to…” Nick had been raised to believe in only one wife for one husband. Even though he’d agreed to Mary’s bargain and would marry her, he’d done so with the tacit understanding that he had the right to “marry” other women.

He didn’t think he’d be the kind of guy who would actually take that opportunity seriously. But then, here was Gina, and she wasn’t the only one who wanted to marry him (although she wasn’t as honest about it as some of the others).

Dawn was definite. She didn’t like wishy-washy half-measures, he knew that much. If they were going to be together, marriage was the end goal. Something real and binding (even if not necessarily in a legal sense). And as for Rose…

He was still getting a bead on her. Rose definitely had feelings for him (she was absolutely not subtle about it) and she seemed like the kind of girl who wanted to get married deep down, beneath all the playfulness and teasing.

The biggest issue of all was Dakota, though. Her position had been made abundantly clear. He was actually shocked (and impressed) that she’d been generous enough to let Mary get the first crack at him. It was the kind of gesture he never would have expected from her in the past.

I guess it just shows how much she’s matured, he thought. That was one possibility. The other was that she was plotting to turn this wedding into some massive orgy.

Mary probably wouldn’t go in for that sort of thing.

“You gonna change into that shirt, or just stare at it?”

There was Holly, bringing him back down to the realm of mortals. As crazy as she might have been, she could also be annoyingly sane at times, too. He came back to reality and shook his head, glancing at her. She had a smirk on her face, like she was dying to hear about what he’d just been thinking.

“Well, master?” She asked cheekily, flashing him a smile. “Gonna get dressed? Or are you and Gina gonna go for round… what was it again?”

Nick responded by chucking his shirt at her and grabbing another one. Big mistake, as she just snatched up the shirt and began inhaling the scent.

Holly was a bit of a hot mess, that was for sure.

“By the way, Holly, in case you didn’t know, I won’t be worrying about ‘who’s going to suck on my cock’ tonight, because my night is with Dani,” he said, throwing cold water on her fantasy. “So sorry about that. Won’t be any cock sucking happening tonight.”

Holly lowered his shirt to reveal a smirk. “Hey… you never know, master.”

Well, with THAT thought in his head, Nick felt a little sick to his stomach.

Dani woke up feeling refreshed and ready for the day. Honestly, things were going pretty nicely for her. She’d had another dream about Nick (this time, she was back on the beach and he was rubbing sunscreen onto her) but she didn’t care about dreams like that anymore. She was actually having a pretty good few days, since she’d made up with Carly.

Sleeping beside Rose was fine, too.

“Good morning,” Rose said yawning. She stretched, showing off her curves to Dani. And the bluenette had to admit- she sure had a nice body. “Ready for tomorrow?”

“Oh, for the wedding?” How could Dani have forgotten? Kim had pestered her about it all day yesterday. “Should be fun, I guess. I’m happy for Nick.”

Rose watched her carefully. “So… you’re not going to throw your own hat in the ring, then?”

Dani stared blankly at her.

“Huh?”

“For marrying Nick, I mean,” the blonde clarified.

Dani’s jaw hit the floor.

“What?! Are you insane?!” She sputtered. Her face burned with a potent mixture of embarrassment and rage. “Why would I marry Nick?! Are you mental or something?!”

“Hey, it seems like the thing to do these days,” Rose said, shrugging. “Just thought I’d ask. A lot of people are considering him right now.”

“And is that why you’re planning to marry him?” Dani asked, doing a remarkable job of keeping her cool given the circumstances. “Because it’s ‘the thing to do these days’?”

The smile fell from Rose’s face and she turned scarlet.

“I-I just… sh-shut up!” She wailed, getting flustered. “It’s different and you know it!”

Dani hid a smirk. “Oh, really? Because it seems to me like you marrying Nick might just be another game you’re playing to get ahead over the audience… you never know…”

Rose’s mouth flopped open and closed in shock. She just wanted to tease Dani a little- she didn’t expect the tables to be turned on her like this.

“I-I… no!” She sputtered. “I lo-like Nick quite a lot, thank you very much!”

“Oh, so THAT’S why you were asking!” Dani kept pushing. “Because in your eyes, you don’t need to love someone, just liking them is enough to get married?”

She had her now. Dani didn’t delight in other people’s misery (in fact, one of the things she hated most was bullying) but with Rose…

…

Well, the blonde had started it.

“Geez, I’m sorry, okay?” Rose apologized. “I just thought I’d tease you a bit. You know, since you’re kind of distant from all this…”

“Huh?” Dani gave her a blank stare. “What are you talking about?”

“Well…” Rose got out of bed and walked across the room, feeling a little sheepish. “I mean, we all had so much fun yesterday, planning Mary’s wedding… and then Kim came in later, even… but when we asked about you, she said you told her that wedding planning isn’t really your thing…”

“Yeah, it’s not,” Dani bluntly replied. She didn’t really get what Rose was trying to say. “It seems kind of pointless and boring. So I just chilled in my room instead. What’s your point?”

“Well… you didn’t get lonely?” Rose asked. “Being all by yourself like that?”

She was really taking the long way around in describing this.

Dani kept her vacant, confused face aimed at the increasingly-flustered Rose.

“Geez! What I’m trying to say is that I wanted you to feel like you were being included in this! Sacre bleu, you dense Americans…!” She groaned, shaking her head.

Dani finally got it. “Wait… you thought… I was feeling left out, because you all were planning Nick’s wedding, and I was by myself?”

Rose nodded.

“…And you thought that the best way to make me included was to tease me about the prospect of marrying him myself? That’s where your brain immediately jumped to?”

Well, when she put it like that…

“…Yes?” Rose mumbled awkwardly.

Dani sighed and shook her head. “And people call ME an idiot…”

“HEY!”

“Look, Rose, I’m telling you, it’s fine. I don’t feel ostracized because I’m not gossiping with you ladies about… I don’t know, what flower arrangement goes with Mary’s eyeshadow or how much the doilies clash with the valet’s hat. Okay? So don’t worry about it,” Dani said.

Rose stared at her.

“…You sound kind of defensive…”

Dani flung a pillow into her face.

“Hey! Geez, I was just kidding!” Rose rolled her eyes. “But anyway. Look. If you WANT to feel involved in the wedding, and this is just an ‘if’ mind you, but there’s another way you can do it without having to plan with us.”

Dani took a deep breath and exhaled. She walked over to Rose and placed her hand on the blonde’s shoulder.

She squeezed tight.

“Rose,” she said calmly, “if I were you, I would choose your next words very carefully.”

Her good mood from the morning was very quickly evaporating.

Rose winced. “It’s not what you think! B-bachelor party! That’s what I was going to suggest!”

Dani blinked and dropped her hand. Oh. Now that’s something.

“Bachelor party?”

“Yes!” Rose said, nursing her shoulder. “You do have those in your backwards country, right?”

“Yeah, of course we- wait, did you just call the U.S. a backwards country?” Dani narrowed her eyes.

“You people arrest folks for bringing certain types of cheese across the border. Sounds rather backwards from where I’m standing,” Rose shrugged.

“…Whatever. Yes, we have bachelor parties,” Dani sighed, rolling her eyes. “But I mean, that sort of thing is usually left to the best man, not…”

Her voice trailed off.

“…Oh. I get your point.”

“Yeah, Nick doesn’t exactly have a best man, does he?” Rose pointed out. “And, well, you’re not exactly a man, but you’re the next best thing, right?”

“Hey! Who’s not a- oh, yeah, well… right.” Dani had been ready to object to whatever Rose said out of principle, but… she wasn’t exactly wrong.

“I’d still have to ask him though, you know?” She pointed out. “And I don’t think Sylvia’s going to let me buy a suit.”

“Who cares about that,” Rose said, waving her hand dismissively. “You could totally rock a dress. Just make sure it doesn’t clash with the bridesmaid dresses, that’s all.”

“Wait, um… I’m not gonna have to do anything specific, am I?” Dani started to panic. This sounded a lot like homework. The last thing she wanted to do was have homework for this wedding.

“…Nah… well…” Rose’s voice trailed off and she looked away.

“Forget it,” Dani scowled. “Find some other schmuck.”

“But it’s gotta be you!” Rose groaned. “Come on, your night tonight is with Nick, right?”

“Yeah? What’s your point?” Dani asked. Rose had a very bad habit of beating around the bush. Dani attributed it to the woman’s natural inclination to manipulate.

“Well, we can’t exactly hold a bachelor party without the groom, can we?” Rose pointed out. “And if he’s gotta spend the night with you, well…”

“…Yeah, I get it,” Dani sighed. “Okay, fine, I’ll talk with him about it. But he might not even want something like that, you know?”

Rose shrugged. “That’s a risk we’ll have to take, I suppose.”

She was pretty confident Nick would go for it, though. “Let’s just ask him at breakfast today. Assuming he got away from Gina. And she didn’t break his pelvis.”

Dani snorted. That was quite a sight. Not one she particularly wanted to picture, but the idea was amusing enough.

Of course, Rose was right. Nick did deserve a bachelor party. And Dani was his best friend, once upon a time. She didn’t know if she would qualify to be his best man, but she at least wanted to extend her support to him.

So with some coaxing from Rose, she headed down to the Banquet Hall in order to check in with Nick about maybe being appointed his best man.

You know, if she cared about something like that.

Which she totally didn’t.

When the two women got down to the Banquet Hall, there was quite an interesting sight to be seen.

Gina, on her knees.

Begging.

“Please!” She pleaded. “Just a taste, please!”

“Gina, are you nuts?” Nick sat at the table with an incredulous expression on his face. “I can’t just… drop my pants in the middle of the Banquet Hall like that!”

“Why not?” She asked. “It’s not like anybody here hasn’t seen it before or anything.”

That was the moment Dani needed to step in. “Just because I’ve seen it before, that does NOT mean that I want to see it again,” she said, cutting that line of thought right off. “Can’t you have some dignity, for once in your life?”

“But I just want to suck his dick!” Gina groaned. “Come on, please? We did it, like, all last night, is it really that big of a deal?”

“Yes!” Nick exclaimed, his face red. “What we do in the privacy of the Master’s Suite is one thing, but this-”

“And the Trophy Garden,” Gina reminded him.

Rose snickered. Dani made a face as she remembered that gross memorial to all the women who had slept with Nick. It was probably substantially expanded now.

“What’s the matter with you?” Nick didn’t know what to say. It was like she’d become a completely different person after sucking his dick. The Gina he knew was passive and submissive, like the sex **** she always claimed to be.

But last night she’d been a hellion, practically devouring his penis. And that had carried over to this morning. She’d managed to keep her composure all the way down to the Banquet Hall, but now that she was here, the smell of food seemed to have stimulated her.

And Nick didn’t like the way she was behaving now.

“Gina!”

Gina managed to tear her eyes away from Nick’s crotch to look towards Dawn, who was standing next to her, staring incredulously at the punk.

“What are you doing?” Dawn asked.

“His dick!” Gina gasped. “Please! Just a taste! I need… I need to suck on it, please!”

She had a wild look in her eyes, like she was having trouble focusing. Nick had no idea what to do to help her, short of letting her just suck him off right here.

And it wasn’t like that was an option.

Dawn took a deep breath and approached the manic delinquent.

“Gina,” she said calmly, “a good girl does not beg for a man’s dick in front of other people like that. Nick told you that he can’t give you his dick right now. In this situation, a good girl would stop. Okay?”

Gina looked a little shaken. She felt the compulsion to suck his dick, but at the same time, she felt other compulsions urging her to be a good girl.

“I’ll… I’ll sit down,” she mumbled, walking over to the table and sitting down. “Can I… can I get some yogurt, and some milk, please?”

Dawn smiled sweetly. “Yes, of course. Thank you for being such a good girl.”

Gina squirmed in a mild orgasm and **** a shaky smile to her face.

Nick wasn’t convinced. Whatever was going on, this clearly wasn’t good.