Nathan's POV
I hesitated outside the conference room, my knuckles hovering just before the polished wood. I'd arrived ten minutes early as I didn't want to be late, and now I wasn't sure if I should enter or wait. The silence beyond the door was unnerving.
Then, a deep, firm voice called out: "Come in."
Swallowing hard, I turned the handle and stepped inside.
The man sitting at a table was instantly familiar—one of the ability user that I'd helped before. My breath hitched. A cold prickle of unease skittered down my spine. I felt trapped. Against an ability user, I was powerless. My muscles locked, freezing me in place.
He stood smoothly, his movements effortless, and circled the table toward me. His smile was disarmingly gentle as he pulled out a chair. "Please, have a seat." His voice was warm, but there was an undercurrent of raw power behind it. "I apologise if this feels abrupt. We didn't want to put you in an awkward position but wanted to thank you properly for your help."
Standing in stock as I was frozen in place by the door. He was taller than me by at least half a head, his frame showed lean muscle underneath his fitted white T-shirt and dark blue jeans. His light brown hair held sun-kissed highlights, framing a face that belonged on a magazine cover—sharp cheekbones, full lips, and striking green eyes that contrasted with his tanned skin. Clean-shaven with a professional air of a CEO, he looked like someone who'd get ten modelling contract if he went out shopping.
My pulse thundered in my ears. I forced myself forward, perching on the very edge of the offered seat, ready to bolt. He returned to his side of the table, smiling at me gently, trying to relax me and show he was harmless. I didn't believe it for a second.
"Thank you for coming," he said, folding his hands on the table. "Esper Elliot is finishing up training—he'll be here shortly. I should introduce myself properly though, I'm Gabriel, Elliot's exclusive guide." His lips raised on one side as a partial smile. "We wanted to express our gratitude for what you did… and to apologise for how the guards treated you afterward."
Remembering the dorm mothers words, to avoid them at all cost as I didn't want the bad side effects of getting on their fans bad side, I only felt the need to leave immediately. Clearing my throat and thoughts I tried to remain calm.
"I appreciate the thought," I said, forcing a tight smile as my gaze flicked to the door. "But your thanks aren't necessary. I just helped because you didn't look well. I'm glad you're better—if that's all, sir, I should really get back to work."
While saying the last part I had already stood up, moving toward the door. Gabriel rose as well, his expression flickering with something like alarm. "Wait—"
The door burst open as I had started to put my weight behind opening it up. The door crashed into my side with a dull pain as I started to fall backwards.
A towering figure filled the doorway—broad-shouldered, muscles taut beneath his fitted black shirt. For a split second, my eyes clashed with piercing blue-grey eyes. My arms flailing to gain purchase to stop the fall.
Gabriel's hand clamped onto my shoulder, steadying me. The newcomer—Elliot?—grabbed my outstretched wrist and pulled me up and towards him.
The moment their skin touched mine, heat radiated through me.
It was the same sensation as before—scorching, dizzying, like molten lava flooding my veins. My face burned; my vision blurred. A gasp tore from my lips as my face instantly became flushed. Across from me, Elliots expressions mirrored my reaction, — eyes widening, breath catching. Elliot's grip tightened reflexively, tugging me further forward as Gabriel stepped closer, sealing me between them. The door clicked shut behind us.
Elliot's fingers laced through mine, his grip firm but not painful with his thumb start to apply pressure by rubbing circles on my wrist. My foggy brain urging me to pull away as i made a weak effort to pause everything by tugging my hand. His hold tightened instantly, his face glazing over as the heat started to affect him more. When his grip tightened too much I flinched, he loosened his grasp instantly. He started to lean in more, getting close to my face as his free hand cradled the side of my face.
His lips crashed into mine.
The kiss stole the breathe from my lungs, hot and devouring me entirely. His fingers slid along my face as he reached the back of my head and into my hair, tilting my head back as he deepened the kiss, his tongue tracing the seam of my lips before plunging inside. The heat between us flared brighter, a near-physical weight pressing down on me.
Behind me, Gabriel's hands began to roam. They trailed down my sides, slipping beneath my t-shirt to grip my hips, his thumbs pressing circles into the sensitive dip of my waist. My body arched instinctively, a shudder wracking through me as pleasure pulsed through my entire body through the spots that they were touching and kissing.
Then Gabriel ground against me.
The hard length of him pressed into my backside, and my own arousal surged in response, my cock stiffening almost painfully within my too tight pants now. A deep moan escaped me—embarrassingly loud—as Gabriel's mouth found my neck, as he explored its everywhere available to his touch. Elliot swallowed the sound, his kiss turning harder, his tongue teasing the ridged in the roof of my mouth in a way that sent sparks down my spine.
What the hell is happening to me?
I should stop this. I should— But I hadn't felt anything like this before, and it was amazing all the sensations pulsating through my body. From the front and behind.
Elliot rocked against me, his erection a thick, undeniable presence against the front of my pants.. The friction was maddening, every thrust of his hips sending jolts of pleasure straight through my body. My knees gave out entirely as Gabriel caught me, his chest flush against my back as he also thrust against me, his breath hot on my neck as he breathed into the nape of my neck. .
Elliot's gasps started in increase as his pace picked up with gabriel also timing it just right as well. His hand still kneaded my hip, his thumb brushing dangerously close to where I ached most. Precum dampened my underwear, my climax getting so close I was almost on the edge of the best climax of my life.
Gabriel's pace quickened further, with short, sharp thrusts that hit a spot i didn't even know i had that make me moan with each hard thrust.
The pressure built as their pace matched perfectly to overwhelm all my sensations. My vision speckled with white as oxygen grew scarce, my lungs burning.
"Ah—!"
I tore my mouth free with a gasp, my head falling back against Gabriel's shoulder as my orgasm sent waves crashing through my body.
Pleasure crashed throughout my entire body and curling my toes, my entire body trembling at this sensation i had never felt before. Hearing their prolonged moans as their thrusting eased up as they climaxed with me and their hands started to ease up on me and became gentler.
Slowly, the pleasurable waves ebbed, leaving me sated and lethargic. My limbs felt like liquid, my thoughts sluggish as everything started to become clearer again.
Then reality crashed back in. What the hell just happened? I went rigid, a sharp inhale catching in my throat as I realised what just happened.