How did we get so damn lucky? Was this what destiny feels like?
“Come here, kitten,” Sloane growled, and we all shifted, rearranging our positions. “Lay down, let us look at you.” He smiled, taking her hand. He was almost... gentle. A smile tugged at my mouth seeing the way his eyes lit up as they slid down her body.
“Where do you want me?” she whispered, the two of them caught up in each other.
“Just here, where I was,” he replied, letting the fingers that hadn’t been buried knuckles deep inside of me brush over her cheekbone. To see a man I'd known my entire life, who had always been abrasive and rough around the edges, show such tenderness and care to a woman I loved... My eyes stung with tears, and my heart swelled with hope. Hope of what our future would be. All of us, together.
Sloane helped Saige lay back, her red hair bright against the dull green of the sparse grass beneath her. Her silky skin was the color of the moon—or almost as though the stars themselves had taken one of their own, molded her to perfection and deposited her here on this mountain as a gift to us. I wasn't going to let such a gift go to waste.
“Come here, pretty boy.” Sloane held his hand out for me and I eagerly stepped forward, ready and willing to do whatever he had in mind. He'd never called me anything other than ‘pet’ before when we'd fucked. Every time he’d called me ‘pretty boy’ tonight, it had melted my dark heart, bit by bit.
This was a new beginning—our relationship had evolved into this, this moment. All of the pain, the heartbreak, the loss... while it had been awful, I couldn't help but wonder if we would've ever reached this pinnacle without the trials we'd gone through. Would Sloane have ever allowed his walls to come down enough to let Saige and I love him like this? Would Faris have ever become his own being so that we could each become the man we were meant to be?
My hand slipped into Sloane’s, the energy between us fueling my desire higher.
“Guppy.” Saige reached for me too, with a smile on her face. Her thighs fell open, and Sloane and I both groaned at the sight of her spread open like a sacrifice. Our woman writhed on the ground, her hands sliding down her waist to her delicious center.
“Kiss her.” Sloane guided me closer, pressing down slightly on my shoulder.
“My beautiful, beautiful witch,” I purred, dropping kisses along the insides of her soft thighs.
“I love you, Guppy.”
“Mmm, I love you, sweetheart,” I replied, flattening my tongue against her pussy and giving her a long, slow lick. The fact that Sloane had just been inside of her drove me wild. “Delicious.”
Saige buried her hands in my thick hair, guiding me to where she needed me. My lips wrapped around her clit and I sucked, nibbled, and lapped at her like a man should.
A warm hand trailed down my spine, and the sensation of being touched in so many different places was incredible. I reached blindly for Sloane, my fist finding his cock just to the right of us. I pumped him in time with Saige's thrusts against my face.
“Fuck me, please,please. Fuck me, Guppy,” she begged, her head thrashing back and forth.
“While you fuck our woman, I'm going to fuck you,” Sloane rumbled in my ear before nipping my neck.
“Unngh, yes,” I sputtered.
“You sexy devils.” Saige's hooded eyes, parted lips, and pebbled nipples told me everything I needed to know about what she felt in regards to this... arrangement.
“Grab my wallet,” I told Sloane, who was already walking off toward it. As a bisexual man, Ialwayscarried lube in my wallet. My fire mage knew it, too.
I moved up Saige’s body, settling in between her legs and resting above her, supporting myself on my forearm as I stared down at her. She gave me a soft smile and I returned it, my free hand gliding up her stomach, brushing over her breast and coming to rest at her jaw.
My hips surged forward at the same moment my mouth met hers, my grip holding her face steady while my tongue plundered her mouth.Fuuuck.I loved kissing her like this, deep and firm, with my dick seated tightly within her luscious body.
“Mmmph,” she moaned as I flexed my ass, driving into her harder.
Slick fingers slid between my cheeks and found my hole with ease, and I broke away from Saige’s mouth with a rough groan. “Yeah, fuck,” I grunted. Saige wrapped her legs around my hips and I slid my arm beneath her neck, pressing our bodies completely flush. Her fingers dug into my back, like she needed to be closer, needed me to wholly overtake her. The new position put me at a perfect angle for Sloane to join us.
“Are you ready for me, pretty boy?”
“Gods, yes. Give me that dick, Ma—” I stopped myself before the word slipped out, but he heard the slip.
He chuckled deeply and ran his hands up my back. “It's okay. Old habits die hard. We'll see what you want to call me when I'm fucking you,” Sloane murmured, his lips against my back, making my own arch. “Kitten, are you ready?”
Saige was still wrapped around me, her hands touching every bit of skin she could reach, and I could feel that she was reaching for him now too. Being sandwiched between them was nothing short of a dream.
“Yes, fuck us both,” she begged, turning her head and kissing my neck.
Sloane's cock nudged my ass and I widened my knees, spreading myself for him. I fucking shivered as I embraced the subtle burn, and stretched to accommodate his girth.
