Page 10 of Iris
“Wait. You two had sex?” Thank you, Captain Iris Obvious. I’ll be here all week.
Noah answers, “Yes.” He clears his throat as he shuffles his feet. “It’s great to see you, Dorian. What’re you doing here?”
Dorian hands me the flowers. “I have a date here with our lovely mate.”
My fingers touch one of the yellow petals as I look up at him, smiling.
“New beginnings.” I wasn’t even really aware of what he said after he gave me the flowers. it's a thoughtful gift, especially since they are potted and not just a bouquet. No one has ever thought about giving the flower shop lady flowers.
“What do you mean, ‘our lovely mate’?” Noah’s voice makes me look back up from the flowers.
“Please, I’m not stupid, nor are you. That spell, whatever it is, brings mates together. A similar spell happened last year, but not quite like this. It was hushed up, but I work for City Hall. We know things.”
“Wait.” Clutching the daffodils to my chest. “I can vaguely see the spell, but I’m pretty weak with magic except for my plants. How are you able to see it?”
He just raises an eyebrow at me. “That’s what you’re concerned about?”
Red floods my face and I look away. “Mates.” I test the word out. “You think we’re mates?” It couldn’t be.
I’ve always dreamed of having someone to have. Someone who I could go home to at night, share my fears, my worries, but also my happiness, my achievements with. And vice versa. Sex is a big thing with that, too, but it’s not everything. My favorite part is afterward when two people in love just lay in each other's arms.
I haven’t dreamed of having multiple mates. That’s plural. There’s no way I'm lucky enough for that. Even if it's becoming more of a thing around town. I just don’t think that kind of thing would happen for me.
“I don’t think. I know.” Dorian steps up to me, his body pressed close to me.
“But, you...this spell didn’t give either of you a choice!” Now I'm reaching for straws. I clutch the pot tightly between my hands. My magic feels like it's straining to get to the flowers because of my stress, but I hold it back.
Noah rests a hand on my back as they crowd me against the wall together.
“Why don’t we take it one day at a time? To prove to you that we actually want this?” Noah glances at Dorian. “Um, and make sure you want us.”
A thought occurs to me that makes me wiggle. “Um, if I agree to do the one day at a time, does that mean you guys are going to do the naughty tango together, too?” Sue a girl. Two hot guys making out? Helllloooo.
Dorian gives a snort as he covers up his laughter. “The naughty tango?”
“Yes! Sex! Windmill gymnastics? One-Hole Olympics?”
Noah laughs as Dorian starts to snicker as they look between each other and me. Dorian reaches a gloved finger and runs it down Noah’s neck. That makes Noah stop laughing, gulp, and just stare at him.
“Would that be something you’d like to watch?” Dorian licks his lower lip. His eyes have dilated. He looks hungry.
I have faded into the background, but I'm not complaining as the two look like they are ready to devour each other.
“Yes. Yes, I would.” My answer is whispered but both of them groan.
I watch as their lips suddenly collide. Their hands clutch each other’s hair. The kiss is hard with slips of tongue showing. I wonder who is top. This will be so much fun to watch. Not to mention, I'm already panting like the fat kid I am with cake.
Noah gives a loud moan as Dorian's hand moves down to his neck. They don’t separate as Dorian removes his right glove. When he touches his fingers to Noah’s neck again, Noah shudders and his hips jerk as he throws his head back. His lips are parted, eyes closed, and I watch as I realize he’s had an orgasm just from the touch of a finger.
“Holy shit.” I breathe out. “Dorian, you touched him and he just jumped over the rainbow of happiness instantly.”
Dorian removes his hand from Noah’s neck, puts his glove back on, and looks down at me. “Mmm. About that. I don’t have fangs. I get blood through touching someone with my fingertip. Makes them have an instant orgasm as I feed.”
My legs want to give out. An instant orgasm by just a touch? YES, PLEASE! This girl’s pipes are rusty from just using a dildo and my own fingers. Not that Juniper’s toys aren’t lovely. Because they are.
“Uh, oh wow. Why don’t you have fangs?” I'm mumbling like an idiot as Noah regains his composure next to us.
“That’s a story for another day. Perhaps on our date?” Dorian leans forward, brushing his lips against mine. “I’ll show you mine if you show me yours? Deal?”
