Page 72 of Samhain
Almost like it could be centuries ago, like the story between us had been playing out for hundreds of years, and here we were, back where we’d started—in this tent, in this bed, with the gift and the love between us.
“It would be wrong to do that, right?” Lex pursed his lips and narrowed his eyes, clearly expecting a response.
“Totally wrong,” I agreed. “We’re here for a reason.”
“It’s not safe for us to be distracted,” Miri said.
“But,” Ivy added, connecting her lips to my skin, sending a jolt of erotic pleasure straight down my spine.
“But,” I agreed, looking down at her to return the kiss.
“Tonight is about celebrating life.” Miri turned to Lex and wrapped her fingers behind his neck. “We’re lucky to be alive.”
“Very lucky,” Lex murmured, leaning down to appease the princess with a tender peck.
“They could have killed us,” I said. “They still might.”
“They might,” Ivy agreed.
“We should enjoy it while we can,” Lex said.
I needed little convincing after that. I yanked Ivy on top of me, bringing her knees to either side of my hips, slotting my quickly growing cock at her clit. I moaned when she rolled her pelvis on top of me and pinned my hands above my head, putting me in the perfect position to be claimed by her. Anticipation built inside of my chest when she kissed me, softly at first, but growing more demanding the harder she rubbed against me.
Yes. Fuck yes.
Lex hadn’t been lying. The sex was infinitely better like this, drunk on fairy wine and sated with fairy food. Now, I took my spouses any damn way I chose because why the fuck not? Anyone who walked in on us wouldn’t care. Hell, I’d seen groups of people having sex on our way here. They’d done this to us, after all, and when Ivy slid her arms down my body, landing on the waistband of my pants, I smiled and nodded, urging her on.
She kissed my stomach, casually licking places she liked the most. Lex found my mouth, coaxing my lips open with his tongue so he could steal his way inside. Hot heady arousal skyrocketed through me, and when Lex straddled my chest, I grinned and waited to see what he would do.
“Open up, Chicago,” he said, and I gratefully complied. He shoved his cock in my mouth just as Ivy enveloped mine in hers.
Fuck! I nearly arched off the bed, and if it wasn’t for Lex’s weight holding me down, I would have. I sucked on Lex because I was made to do so, even as Ivy moaned, followed by Miri. Two sets of hands replaced her mouth, and I bucked, trying to find that warmth again.
“Focus,” Lex teased, twisting his fingers in my hair while he fucked my face, his knees pinning my shoulders down. “That’s a good boy.”
“Lex, he’s my plaything,” Ivy groaned. “Be nice.”
“He likes it when I’m mean to him,” Lex said, winking at me.
Jesus Christ, I swear I could have died and gone to heaven. Tears pooled at the corners of my eyes, and I gagged around his dick in a delightfully sick contrast to my own pleasure, which sizzled up my spine and down my legs. I loved when they used me like this. I loved being their toy.
A warm tongue ran over my balls as another mouth rolled my tip between its lips, and hands roamed over my skin, amplifying the groans Lex made on top of me.
“Fuck yeah, Chicago.” He thrust harder, pumping deeper into me. “That mouth is pure fucking sin.” I tried to put my palms on his thighs to stop him, to slow him down, but his shins dug into my forearms and I couldn’t move. Perhaps I liked that most of all.
I thought he might come like that, but he pulled out and slid down my body, spreading out to my side so he lay next to me. He grabbed the back of my neck and tilted my head up so I could watch our wives take each other at the end of the bed. Ivy tangled her free hand in Miri’s hair while Miri rubbed her cunt in between Ivy’s thighs, their mouths connected in an intimate embrace.
“Look at them,” Lex said, his breath coasting down the side of my body. “Look at us. Look at our love.”
After all this time, after all that happened between us, after all that would ever happen, I loved these three humans with a fury that I’d never known before. I loved the way my husband dominated my body, taking me and marking me as he pleased. I loved the way my wife licked up my torso, joining mouths with my husband while they took mine. I loved the way my other wife pleased our husband and our wife. It all sounded so fucked-up and weird and strangely…so right, I could cry.
What would that boy think, the one I was at the start of all this? Eighteen and wide-eyed, landing in London with nothing but an internship with the Royal Theater Company, my backpack on my shoulders, and a prayer in my heart? Six years later, I’d found my home, and it wasn’t with some Hollywood starlet the way I’d thought it would go. It was with three other misfits I’d been lucky to meet.
The luckiest motherfucker on all of Earth, in fact.
“Hold him down, X,” Lex said when Ivy coasted up my torso again. She grabbed my wrists and put them over my head while Miri positioned my cock in between Ivy’s legs. I shivered when she sank on top of me, sheathing me before riding me like the world might end. Hell, tomorrow, it just might. We didn’t know what would happen, but I pushed those thoughts aside.
“Get up here,” Lex said, yanking Miri to the top of the bed beside me. I watched him kiss her, delighting in the soft way he always handled our princess. He could be rough and domineering with me, but with Miri, he had a sweet side. To see him so tender made my heart melt for him.
