Pavlina let out a little growl and bit my lower lip.
“I’m so down with that. I don’t even care it’s Demos. What about you, Demos? Care to play?”
“I find myself hating you less now, and I’m down.”
Not only did I really want to do this and think it would be an immense turn on, I was also hoping sharing me like this would get them over all the hate they had left for each other. Baby steps.
I turned to Tryphon and Kimon next.
“I want to see what a Kraken and Minotaur sandwich feels like after that.”
Kimon blew smoke out his nose, and a tentacle crept out to wrap around my ankle.
“You don’t even have to ask, River,” Tryphon said. “I’m down for this with anyone on my team and Hephaestus too.”
“I won’t get as rough with you if I’m sharing you with Tryphon.”
“You’d better not,” Tryphon growled. “If you hurt her, I’ll snap your neck with my tentacles.”
“Keep your tentacles to yourself, Tryphon. I mean it. I don’t want them on me.”
I ran my fingers through Tryphon’s long, green hair.
“You can put your tentacles wherever you want on me, but I don’t think Kimon is down.”
Tryphon just sniffed.
“Kimon doesn’t deserve my tentacles.”
I took a running start and tackled Pavlina. We crashed into my bed, and I looked over my shoulder to Demos.
“Get over here, Demos.”
“Touch me and die, phoenix. Touch River and yourself, but never me.”
“Now that we’ve gotten the threats out the way, can we proceed?”
“Like I want to touch Pavlina,” Demos growled.
“Keep that in mind when your hands start roaming,” Pavlina said.
I knew they could keep this up for ages, but they needed to work this out because Pavlina really would eat Demos. And I had a feeling if he was reborn in her stomach, it would kill her. I was pretty attached to both of them and just wanted them to work this out.
Pavlina had apparently already dealt with her shit. She grabbed me and pulled me down for a kiss. Demos snuggled into my back and started nibbling on my neck. Oh! This was definitely nice. I wanted to do this more often. Why did I wait until now to suggest playing together?
Pavlina’s hands were everywhere. They always were when I was with her. Demos was behind me touching anything she wasn’t and leaving love bites on my neck. I needed to feel their naked flesh. I wanted skin to skin contact. I was still kissing Pavlina, but my hands were fumbling. One hand was trying to unlace her leather vest, and the other was groping behind me, trying to rip Demos’s shirt off.
Demos pulled away and yanked his shirt off. I felt his naked chest press against my back as he laid back down, but I wanted more. I pulled away from Pavlina’s mouth so I could talk.
“Trousers too,” I panted.
I smelled embers. Demos burned his trousers off. It was so fucking hot he could do that and that he wanted to get naked with me so much, he didn’t care if he ruined his clothes. Pavlina pulled away from me and glared at him over my shoulder.
“I spent a lot of time making River’s outfit. It’s one of a kind. If you burn it, I’ll wrap you in a web in the corner, and you’re sitting out this threesome.”
Demos just snuggled into my back and started licking my shoulders.
“I’ll admit you’re a fabulous seamstress, and I enjoy seeing River in your clothes. I wouldn’t destroy something you made for her, Pavlina.”