Page 26 of Bianca and the Monsters

Finally, whatever fever had gripped us subsided and I slept between them, middle spoon, with Bastien as my little spoon and Pennie as my always warm big spoon.

I have never in my life slept more peacefully, even my dreams were profoundly soothing. And most remarkable, as I lie here between them, having just woken, I’m not sore at all.

I don’t know how that’s possible or how my bodily functions never showed up during our entire sexual escapade. No bathroom breaks. No hunger or thirst, other than for each other obviously. It feels like the world stopped turning to give us this sacred time together. And yes, sexy time is officially sacred, especially when you’ve lived the life of longing that I have.

Pennie’s smelling me, rubbing his nose over me in a silly, beautiful way.

“Good morning, lovers,” I say, not even slightly bashful.

“Good morning, my Lady,” Pennie croons and I swoon. I love thatmy Ladybusiness.

“Good morning, Mistress,” Bastien says, snuggling into me. I absolutely love thatMistresstitle too.

“I hate to leave this bed, because magic happens here, but I do want my castle tour and to know what a normal day would be like. Would sexy time be normal or just a special occasion activity? And I want to see Nico and Archie—I do feel like they were left out and I don’t like that.” An abrupt discomfort flits through me. “You’ll both be around, won’t you?” I nuzzle into Bastien’s feathers. “Especially you.”

Pennie snorts. “He’ll never be away from you ever again unless you request it.”

I hold Bastien tighter. “Good.”

“Andsexytime,” Pennie continues, “will be available to you whenever you wish.”

“What about whenyouwish?” I ask. “I don’t want everything to be about me, I meanallthe time.”

Bastien snickers while Pennie declares, “That may be the only one of yourwantswe completely ignore. We’ve lived our lives without you, so it’s simply unrealistic to think everything won’t be about you. Perhaps after a hundred years, maybe two, we’ll be ready to ignore your wishes completely—though that’s still unlikely.”

I scoff. “Ahundredyears, maybetwo—you do understand that I’m not immortal, right?”

Bastien sighs contentedly. “I suppose we should have told herbeforewe went in your pool.”

I stroke my fingers over Pennie’s arm that surrounds both Bastien and me. “Told me what?”

Pennie hums his appreciation of my touch. “How does your body feel right now?”

“I feel amazing.”

“Perfectly healthy even?” Pennie presses.

“Yes, better than ever.”

He makes a satisfied sound. “Your life will be longer and healthier even if you never go into the pool again, but if you were to venture into it often, you will never decline.”

My mouth falls open. “What? Like immortality and amazing orgasms live in that pool? Are amazing orgasms the key to immortality? Because that would be super cool.”

Pennie’s chuckling shakes all three of us. “The liquid in the pool has a curative effect, but I’m sure the orgasms don’t hurt.”

I giggle at that, but then a sudden tension seizes me and both Pennie and Bastien still.

“Should we have told you before?” Pennie asks, concern seeping into his tone.

“I don’t know,” I answer honestly, as my mind works to decipher my chaotic feelings. “I mean, that’s great and I feel amazing, but I always thought immortality would be hell. I mean, what could possibly be interesting enough to stick around forever for?” They don’t answer, allowing me time with my own thoughts. “But I guess that might beold methinking. If life were a beautiful, amazing adventure, then maybe I would want to stick around.”

Pennie kisses the back of my head. “Then we all have work to do to ensure that each day is a beautiful, amazing adventure.”

I finally blush. “I certainly like how this day is beginning.” I shake off my weird mood. “So, what happens next on anormalday?”

Bastien’s back shimmies against me, his feathers sensuously pleasing against my bare skin. “I will attend to you, Mistress, and prepare you for breakfast with our family.”

“That sounds great. But first…” I kiss the back of his head and then jostle everyone as I flip over and kiss Pennie deeply and sweetly, noticing that his tongue isn’t forked now—maybe that’s only for orally pleasing me, which is kind of awesome.

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