Page 69 of The Poison of the Earth
“Quite good,” I answer, arching an eyebrow.
“If I told you to stop, at any point, would you listen?”
“Of course, baby.” I’m rock hard and I can feel the heat of her naked sex on my breeches.
She dips her head, letting her lips graze down my ear, to my neck. My hands flex on her hips. Suddenly her tongue is against my skin and I moan as she licks a hot trail back up to my ear, where she whispers, “Good to know. Makes me very inclined to let you take over some of the time.” She quickly dismounts my lap and returns to hers, as Lonan stands. He crosses to me and kisses me, deeply. My hands go to his gill slits without thinking.
Ollie lets out a little noise.
Lonan, ever eager for people to watch him, in any way, straddles my lap, but looks over his shoulder at Ollie.
“Would you like to watch, sweetheart?”
She nods, silently. She pours herself a glass of water from the pitcher on the table.
I grin. “Too bad it’s not raining.”
“Why?” She asks.
I raise an eyebrow at Lo and he nods. “If the air is moist enough, Lonan can use his gills to breathe. So his normally good head turns into extraordinary head.”
She blinks. “Can... I try that sometime?”
We both chuckle. Lonan climbs off my lap and kneels in front of me. I gently pull his messy hair back from his face as he unlaces me. He pulls my hard cock out, making a happy noise.
“Fuck, Kai, you’re perfect,” he murmurs, just as he licks up my slit, tasting my pre cum. I groan as I watch him.
The kitchen door swings open suddenly and Cook emerges, already talking. “Did ye want any of this fresh bread? It’s cooling now.”
Lonan has jumped up and spun around, standing in front of me as I tuck my dick away. Ollie is struggling not to giggle.
“Yes, Cook,” Lonan answers stiffly. “Thank you.”
She nods and turns and we all burst out laughing.
When Ollie wipes her eyes, she mutters, looking at us, “Like naughty school children.”
I shake my head. “How are you feeling? Sauced?”
She giggles again. “It takes more than two mugs of homebrew over an hour to get me anything past tipsy.” She shrugs. “Plus, I ate and drank water. I’m fine.”
Lonan’s eyes narrow, “Soooooo... it was just you getting more comfortable with us? Not getting a little blurred?”
She nods, smiling. She leans down and brushes her soft lips against mine, before standing up on her tiptoes to kiss Lo.
Ollie turns to head to the kitchen for the bread, but she stops. Her hand drops to her lower stomach. “Ohh,” she murmurs.
I quickly am at her side, hand on her arm. “Are you alright, princess?”
She nods. “Mm-hm, probably just my cycle. I was thinking it would hit soon.” She looks between us, a hint of defiance inher eyes, as though she expects us to react a certain way. I don’t know what way that is though.
“Can I do anything?” I ask, flicking a glance at Lonan.
“Um. No, thank you. I need to go chat with Cook. But after, I should probably lay down.”
I watch her walk to the back door to the kitchen before I turn to Lo. “Do you know what we should do?”
He blinks. “Why would I know, Kai?”
