Chapter Two
What Happened With Nick & Annie

The fight with Cole brought his anger to the fore and the fact that he couldn’t stop seeing and feeling—oh Gods the feelings and sensations!—everything that was going on in his parents’ bedroom made Nick want to jump out of his skin.  More than that, he needed a place to put his aching throbbing cock.  The one that was aching and throbbing to be in a hole which was currently occupied by David Jackson.  How could she do that? How could she let him into her like this?  Dad, he just watched and he was getting off on that.  Mom was straddled over Uncle David and Dad was laying down watching her ride him. For a few moments that was enough but then Dad decided he wanted in.

In.

Good decision.

Nicholas opened the door to the bedroom he was anticipating sharing with Annie. The room was empty except for the mattress and box spring on the floor and the young woman with the frizzy blonde hair cuddled deep beneath thick blankets. Maybe there weren’t three of them but she was soft and warm and Nick was fairly certain he could do the job of two ordinary men without any trouble.  Pulling the sweater over his head he threw it down to the floor while he wrestled out of the blue jeans and jockey’s, careful with that zipper over his bulging cock. It was sticking far out of shorts and he did not want to get it caught and blow this moment.  Naked in the moonlight and the cooling empty house Nick pulled the covers back and slid in behind her. Only the t-shirt and skimpy pair on thongs stood between him and his goal

No wake up kiss.

No ‘I love you’

He just pushed the thong aside and then pushed his way right into her.

Startled and afraid Annie woke up quickly. “Nicky? Stop, please.” She tried to catch her breath and couldn’t.  Until two seconds ago she’d been asleep and was not ready for such a rude awakening. Yet there he was pressing her down into the mattress as he rolled over completely onto her stomach.  Annie couldn’t see him but she felt him rise up on to the balls of feet so that was not kneeling on the bed but crouching behind her up on his haunches and he just kept pounding her with it.  His big hands on her small hips pulled her up off the mattress and then stuffed her back into with each thrust.  “Nicky please.” Annie begged again. “You’re hurting me. Stop.”

To her request he deepened his thrust, removed a hand from her hip and used it to cover her mouth.  “Quiet. Just be quiet and be still.”  Nicholas threatened.  The scent of something strong and acrid came to him it was rising off of Annie in waves. Breathing in deep of it Nicholas recognized it; fear and his lurid desire was heightened by it.  “I’m gonna fuck you until you can’t take it anymore.”  One hand over mouth the other reached under and around her to pull her straight off the mattress. Annie bent over in the air, her toes on the bed and her arms coming down to hold her balance but her butt and hips were all his.  Below him Annie struggled, she groaned and made sounds that could have been words and he might have understood them if he took his hand away from her mouth but he didn’t he just kept right on stuffing her full of the meat between his legs. Every time his strong hips surged forward with that magnum cock he pulled her entire body backward into it with his arms.

In his mind Nick saw his parents, Dad behind Mom and Uncle David below her.  They were grinding and thrusting and fucking and cumming.  He wanted it, it was so hot and forbidden he wanted it.  Loosing his mind to the heat and the images rolling behind his closed eyes, Nick heaved his sweet little Annie off of the bed and planted both of his big troll feet on the floor.  Her legs flailed out and he grabbed them, pinned them to his sides under his elbows while he grabbed her upped arms viscously. “Nicky!” She cried out as she bounced around on his hips and she tried to reach out for the bed to steady her body but his hands would not let go. “Nicky!”

“I said shut up,” he growled. Although each new thrust was harder and deeper than the one before, as he requested Annie didn’t say anything more.  No, below him she just grabbed for whatever she could find and came up empty.  Her torso and her head bobbed up and down swaying out before him uncontrollably her fluffy blonde hair flipping one side to the next in the moonlight until she thought her neck was going to snap. Annie had enough presence of mind to try and get her feet around his waist.  It wasn’t that she was masochistic or anything but she could hold on that way and the rough ride was a bit steadier at least for her lower half which was crying out at the sudden intrusion and indignation.

Nicholas, who had yet to have a vast repertoire of sexual partners came longer and harder than he ever had.

**

“So that’s it?” Dr. Willie asked.  “It ended there?”

Nick stood up and paced around the office. “No,” he said with his back to the doc.  “I mean, I mean, was it wrong? She is my wife maybe I was little rough but it’s not, ya know,” he turned to meet Willie’s gaze but could only hold it for a few seconds. “It’s not.” He muttered.

“Rape?” Willie asked.  “Is that what it isn’t, Nicholas?”

“Yeah it isn’t. She’s my wife.”

“Yes Annie is your wife, does that mean that you can’t rape her? That you can do anything you want to her whenever you want?” 

Nicholas shot him a cold stare that would have stopped the most cold-hearted killer in their tracks but he did not answer.

“If it didn’t end there, what else did you do?”

“Nothin’ bad,” he said quickly through tight lips, “I didn’t make her do nuthin’, ya know, kinky or anything, just, just, maybe I was a little overbearing, that’s all.”  No, he hadn’t made Annie do anything kinky. He didn’t make her suck him off or put her up against the wall, or fuck her in the ass.  He did enjoy that sweet spot between her legs two or three more times before all was said and done.

“Ok, so what does any of this have to do with what happened on the island?”

Nick didn’t have to think about that one.  “Everything.  If I tell you then you can’t tell anyone, right?” It was the second time he’d asked the question.

“I would have to say that this conversation is privileged.  That ease your mind any?”

“I love my Mom, I don’t want you thinkin’ that I don’t or that I’d ever want to hurt her…”

“Ok, we’ll take those two off the table.  You love her and you’d never want to hurt her.” Willie agreed. “So what did happen?”

“I don’t know. I know that’s lame but I really don’t.” he turned to Willie. “I was supposed to protect her see? Take care of her and make sure Umpa didn’t, well that he…didn’t.”  He turned back to the window and the melting snow. “Dad, he doesn’t want to know, he just keeps saying that no matter what happened I was under the influence of that Xerinium shit, it was in the shakes.” He explained. “But I think maybe he does that just so he can keep what sanity he’s got left and so he stomach having me around and being his Son…I am ya know, did they tell ya, I really am Daniel Jackson’s Son.”

“I know. That doesn’t make you happy?  You wanted to be David’s son?”

“At least I could blame it on the blood and not just the Ichor.” He stammered.  “Can’t.  I gotta blame me, I did it and I pray to God she never remembers because I do enough of that for both of us.  I can’t get it out of my head, she never stops begging and crying, up here, ya know,” he touched the side of his dark head.  “Mom never stops asking me to stop.”

“Stop what, Nicholas?”

“I don’t know,” he mumbled still staring out the window at the new day.  “You gotta understand, I dunno what happened between Mom and Umpa before I got there all I know is what happened after he left.” Now he did turn around again.  “Do you think if I tell you then maybe I can sleep again? Maybe I can stop thinking about it or maybe, maybe, maybe, just I won’t have to think about it all the time?  I don’t see how I can go on like this. I love my wife, my little Annie, what I did to her was wrong but this worse.  I wanna trust myself, Dr. Willie, do you think that can happen?”

“You’re a young man, Nicholas, I’m sure it can and that you’re taking the first steps to getting there. Why don’t you sit down again and tell me what you saw and what happened when your Grandfather left?”

“I dunno how they got there, they were on the beach, Umpa had a bonfire going you could feel the heat five hundred feet away, there was a bed on the sand it had all this material, this shrouding that came down over it so you could see the shadows of the people there but not them, sorta like a screen or shower door, ya know……”

“Go on, Nick.” Willie encouraged.

“I went lookin’ for her  ‘cause Umpa said something I didn’t like.”

“What was that?”

“That she was gonna go to him that night and sleep with him. He knew it,” Nick said in disgust, “he expected it. Can you imagine that? Expecting your own Daughter to come to your bed? It’s gross.”

“Most people would agree with that.”

The tone of Dr. Willie’s voice told him, very politely, he should get moving with his story. “Yeah, so anyway, I went looking for her……”

End Chapter Two Of Session 9
By Moon Mistress
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