Page 20 of Vicious Fates and Vast Futures
I watch hungrily as En lines Bryn’s cock up with her hand, her grey legs spread over him. He moans as she spears herself down roughly.
I smile. She likes gentle but she also likes it hard. Just like the rest of us. She’s perfect.Howdid I get so lucky? A grind of Ossy’s hips pulls my attention back.
En and I rock, each of us using Bryn’s body for our pleasure. I lean forwards, kissing her, my tongue playing with hers while Ossy takes me from behind, his hand pulling my hips into his lap and onto his cock as Bryn’s tongue flicks my clit. Surely Ossy’s balls are resting on—or more likely, given the fucking I’m receiving, slapping against—Bryn’s face.
It’s a dance and we’re all winding upwards, tighter and tighter, the tension filling the air as we all use Bryn’s body in one way or another. I let my tongue explore En’s mouth as my hands drop to pinch Bryn’s nipples. He makes a strangled sound under me and it makes me clench down on Ossy’s cock. I notice that Bryn has let go of my hips—probably because Ossy has them pulled back hard as he pounds me—and is working En’s nipples.
It makes me smile and my head tips back onto Ossy for a moment before I lean in to capture En’s lips again. Ossy’s big dick is stretching me wide in the most primal and delightful way.I won’t be lasting much longer, and I have the uncanny feeling my mates are all waiting on me.
I command them all with one word. “Come.”
Ossy lets go of his control immediately, thrusting into me harder, and I feel him start to spurt. Nairna takes a few seconds to get there, but she pulls from my kiss to cry out, face to the ceiling, as she comes on Bryn’s cock, her hips working downwards hard. Bryn tongues my clit frantically as he whimpers and thrusts into En, as though he needs me to finish before he can come.Of course, the control freak. His desire to please me pushes me right over the edge and I scream out perhaps the most intense orgasm of my life. Just before my eyes close, I hear Bryn’s moan of pleasure as he shoots inside En.
Some time passes but I’m absolutely limp. I am aware of my mates speaking softly and my body being gently moved, repositioned. Blankets are pulled over me even as I feel Ossy’s seed start to drip down my inner thighs. When I manage to open my eyes, I have no clue if I’ve been drifting for two minutes or twenty, but I’m curled up against Bryn, my pleasure still all over his face and his arms wrapped around me, as En snuggles up against my back and Ossy is curled up protectively around Bryn. My body is loose and relaxed and warm and snuggled. My mates surround me and I can feel their pleasure, their relaxed state, through our bonds. It only strengthens my decisions around the court.
I find Bryn’s hand and intertwine my fingers with his. His eyes open sleepily, a small smile on his face.
“I do need you to kill Declan.”
“Of course, a chroí,” he mumbles. “I love you, sweetheart.”
His eyes slide closed, obviously relaxed and recovering from subspace with the cuddles we are giving. My fingers tighten around his.
“I couldn’t live without you, Bryn.”
Chapter Four
Osmund
The morning after our first group...playtime, I woke with En curled around me as the big spoon.
As my bleary eyes focused, I saw Bryn atop Adi on the other side of the bed. I lay silently, cock hard, hand grazing up the long soft length of En’s thigh while Bryn’s muscles flexed in the early light as he took our mate slowly and sweetly. They both moaned gently, lost in pleasure, their fingers tangled together, extended across the forest-green sheets towards me. My vision was dazzled by the motes of dust twinkling in the morning sun as I heard Bryn’s voice softly murmuring. My eyes blurred with tears at their beauty and at my incredible luck at finding three souls that sing to mine. I closed my eyes and pretended to sleep so I wouldn’t interrupt them and eventually dozed back off.
Adi is sitting at the end of the bed when I wake for the second time. My incredible mate is wearing a simple but gorgeous blue dress that makes her grey eyes stand out. I smile as I stretch, back arching and hands locking over my head.
“Wake up, you lazy slut,” Adi teases as she rubs En’s legs. En grumbles and presses her face into my back, her arms tightening around my waist. I grin as I roll and tug her to my chest, my arms going around her in joking protectiveness.
But En growls, “Dammit, Ihaveturned into a lazy slut. I should have been up hours ago.” She glares at Adi. “I blame you.”
I stroke her back reassuringly. “I like lazy sluts,” I grumble.
Bryn laughs uproariously from the doorway, wet hair dripping and gorgeous abs on display above the towel he’s wrapped in.
I grin. This is perfection.
