Finally Alaria broke off the kiss.
Meera looked like a rag doll in her arms, limp and totally overcome.
Her eyes fluttered open again, and she stared up into my succubus’s face with equal parts desire and fear.
“You need to take us back to your apartment now,” Alaria said.
“W-why?” Meera asked breathlessly.
“So that Ian and I can both fuck your brains out.”
George Takei’s voice suddenly filled my head.
Oh MY…
The angel just stared at Alaria, then at me, then back at the succubus.
“…o-okay,” she whispered.
“So awkward,” Stig muttered.
I moved over to Alaria and pulled her away from Meera.
“Why are you doing this?” I whispered.
“What do you mean?”
“Just a few minutes ago she was trying to kill you. Now you want to take her back for a threesome?”
Alaria looked back at the angel, and her expression softened. “She reminds me of me.”
I frowned. “How’s that?”
“She’s just as enslaved as I was once… except her chains are beliefs, not iron. She longs to be free, I can feel it.” Alaria looked back at me. “And she’s right – I took away the most precious thing in the world to her. The least I can do is let her have him back, if only for a little while.”
I stared at Alaria, absolutely astounded.
“I love you,” I whispered.
She grinned and winked. “I know.”
Then she turned back to Meera and put her arms around her.
I felt something tug on my pants leg. I looked down to see Stig staring up at me accusatorily.
“You’re not going to – ” fwap-fwap-fwap-fwap “ – with both of them, are you?”
“None of your business,” I snapped.
“Ugh,” he groaned.
I reached in my bag and dropped a gold coin on the ground in front of him, then pitched another one over to Blutus. “Why don’t you two disappear for a while? Maybe a couple of days, even.”
“Okay!” Stig agreed happily.
“Go find the Revenge at the shipyards,” Alaria instructed him. “We’ll meet you there… whenever we’re finished.”
Stig and Blutus started off through the streets of Exardus.
“What’re they going to do now?” Blutus whispered.
“You don’t want to know,” Stig croaked.
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I lent Meera my cloak for walking through the streets and the lobby of her building, and then the three of us returned to the scene of the crime – the site of the knock-down, drag-out ‘fuckoff.’ Ignoring the wreckage of the broken furniture, we made our way to the bedroom.
The entire way from the graveyard, Alaria had been touching Meera, caressing her skin, running her fingers through her hair. Anytime the angel began to get anxious – usually about people staring at us on the street – Alaria would stop any objections with a kiss. At one point she even pinned Meera against the nearest building and made out with her until the angel was a puddle of longing and desire, and then we resumed our journey up to the penthouse.
Once we were inside the bedroom, Alaria used a flame from her finger to light several candles. Then she peeled off Meera’s cloak, threw it to the floor, and began fondling the angel’s breasts and sucking her nipples.
I just stood there watching, afraid to interrupt in case this was all a dream and I might wake up.
As Alaria continued, Meera moaned and leaned her head back. “I need…”
Alaria stopped sucking long enough to ask, “What do you need?”
“I need the collar.”
Alaria narrowed her eyes. “Why?”
Meera blushed deep red. “…so I can… do ‘it’…”
“Do what?”
“She means have sex,” I said.
Alaria glanced at me, then back at Meera. “Is that what you’re talking about?”
Meera blushed even deeper scarlet and nodded.
“Why?” Alaria asked.
By now Meera was almost as red as Alaria.
“Because…” she said, and faltered.
“Because why?”
“…because good girls don’t do what I want to do.”
Alaria looked like she had finally figured out a riddle she’d been struggling to solve. “Ah.” Then she shook her head. “No.”
Meera’s eyes opened wide. “…what?”
Frankly, I was a little thrown off, too. “What?”
I have to admit, I was also a little worried this was the part where the bubble was about to burst, and I would wake up in the gutter as an invisible narrator somewhere said, And it was all just a dream…
Alaria looked deeply into Meera’s eyes as she spoke. “You’re using the collar as an excuse. You’re so concerned about others judging you that you never stopped to ask whether they had any right to judge you in the first place. Well, the angels kicked you out of their shitty club, so now you’re free to do whatever you want. And you’re going to start by saying ‘Fuck you’ to them and then doing what you want, for the sole reason that you want to do it.”
Meera’s chest heaved up and down as she stared back at Alaria. I wasn’t sure whether she was incredibly turned on, or scared to death. Maybe a little of both.
“But… I like having the collar,” she whispered. “I like doing what Master tells me.”
“Master, eh?” Alaria said as she looked over at me with an arched eyebrow.
“Hey, she likes that name, not me,” I said.
“Uh huh,” Alaria said sarcastically, then turned back to Meera. “Well, you’re still going to do exactly what Master says, little angel. But you’re also going to do what Mistress says.”
Alaria leaned in close to Meera’s ear and whispered. A shiver ran up my spine; I’d had that honeyed voice whispering in my ear enough times to know how intensely pleasurable it could be.
“And you’re going to do it because you want to do it… but you’re still going to do everything we say. You’re going to fuck us both… and we’re going to fuck you. And you’re going to come over… and over… and over. Am I understood?”
Sure enough, Meera’s nipples grew harder as Alaria spoke, and her eyelids dropped until her eyes were half-lidded, like she was hypnotized.
“Yes,” she whispered.
“Yes Mistress,” Alaria growled seductively.
“Yes, Mistress,” Meera moaned.
“Now, the first thing you’re going to do is undress me. Undo the little catch between my breasts.”
Meera reached out trembling fingers, touched the silver skull holding together both cups of her bra… and then paused. She looked into Alaria’s eyes like a hesitant coed.
Alaria just nodded with a slight smile on her face, and Meera unsnapped the clasp.
Alaria’s breasts were so big that the cups immediately separated several inches, but were so firm that they didn’t droop.
Meera stood there looking at Alaria’s voluminous breasts, her mouth watering.
“Now slowly… slowly… pull them away from my nipples.”
Meera pulled the leather pieces slowly away from Alaria’s breasts.
First her areolas became visible – dark reddish brown against the crimson of her skin. Then the nipples appeared, slightly raised.
Meera was breathing harder now, her own nipples erect as she stared.
Alaria shrugged off the bra. “Now kiss one of them,” she murmured.
Meera looked in fear at Alaria, who nodded encouragingly.
Meera bent down gently and kissed one nipple, her eyes closed in bliss.
“Mmmm.” Alaria stroked Meera’s golden hair, then whispered, “Now lick it.”
Meera opened her pink lips and lapped slowly with her tongue.
“Mmmmm… now suck on it.”
Meera enveloped Alaria’s entire nipple in her mouth and began to suck slowly… gently.
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bsp; “Ahhhhhh…” Alaria whispered, her own eyes closing. She slowly fondled Meera’s breasts, cupping them in her palms, playing with their weight, gently pinching her nipples.
Meera moaned but never stopped sucking.
I was about to burst through my pants I was so turned on.
“Gooood… now get on your knees,” Alaria whispered commandingly.
Meera knelt down in front of her and looked up in supplication.
“Pull down my thong.”
Meera was breathing heavily as she hooked her fingers through the tiny strings holding together Alaria’s bikini bottom, then pulled it down slowly. The angel gasped slightly to see Alaria’s curly thatch of dark hair, then moaned at Alaria’s lips just inches from her face.
I knew she could smell the cinnamon scent of Alaria’s sex, because I could detect a hint of it from where I stood six feet away.
Once the thong slipped the rest of the way down her boots, Alaria stepped out of it. Then she placed her feet about two foot apart, creating ample space between her thighs.
“Kiss my hair down there… gently,” Alaria instructed.
Meera leaned forward and put her lips against Alaria’s dark thatch and sighed, her eyes closing in bliss.
“Now kiss lower,” Alaria whispered.
Meera lowered her head an inch and kissed bare skin.
“Lower.”
Meera’s lips closed over Alaria’s clit, and my succubus shivered.
“Yes,” she whispered. “Lick me right there.”
Meera began to lap like a kitten at a saucer of milk. The entire time she did it, she made a lustful noise in her throat.
Alaria’s head leaned back, exposing her throat as she sighed in contentment, her eyes closed. “Ohhhhh… oh Goddess… yes… now suck gently…”
Meera took Alaria’s clit between her lips and sucked softly.
“Oh Goddess… yes…”
Alaria’s wings quivered and expanded a foot or two – and then she got ahold of herself. She put her hand on Meera’s forehead and pushed her away.
“Very good, little angel. Now… get on all fours and crawl over to your master.”
Meera got down on her hands and knees and began crawling towards me, a look of innocent lust on her face.
When she reached my knees, Alaria ordered, “Now undo his pants.”
Hot DAMN.
Meera unbuttoned my fly and my erection sprang out. She opened her pink lips and was about to take me in her mouth when Alaria snapped, “Anh anh anh.”
Meera paused.
I cursed silently under my breath.
“Yes, Mistress?” Meera asked.
I could feel her breath on the skin of my shaft, and it made me twitch with agonized anticipation.
“First I want you to kiss the underside of his cock,” Alaria instructed. “Softly.”
Meera leaned over and gave me a little kiss on the underside of my shaft. It felt good, but it wasn’t all that. The tickling of her blonde hair against my cock was more pleasurable.
“Kiss further up,” Alaria instructed.
Meera complied.
“Further… there. Stop there.”
Oh…
Meera’s lips were at that little ridge of skin just under the head. The frenulum, I think it’s called.
“Now kiss him again.”
She kissed the ridge of skin again, and the delicious sensation – coupled with not getting everything I wanted right now – made my cock twitch. I groaned in frustration.
“Good,” Alaria murmured as she walked over to us both. “Take the base of his shaft in your hand and angle it down towards you… good… now open your mouth wide, as wide as you can.”
Meera opened her mouth, and I salivated as I watched those perfect pink lips about to take me in.
“Good… look him in the eyes…”
Those beautiful blue doe eyes gazed up at me, hungry and sweet.
“Good… now don’t touch his skin, but put his cock inside your mouth.”
WHAT?!
Meera did as she was told. She lowered her lips around my head and part of my shaft, but made sure not to let my skin touch her tongue or anywhere else.
I could feel her hot breath on my skin.
The anticipation was killing me.
“Noooo,” I groaned, frustrated beyond belief.
Alaria smirked as she unbuttoned my shirt and began sliding it off. “Patience, ‘Master,’” she said mockingly. “You, little angel… just barely touch your tongue to the underside of his cock.”
I felt Meera’s tongue touch my skin, hot and wet.
I groaned.
“Goooood,” Alaria said, and began to slowly caress my neck with the tips of her nails, softer than a sigh. I shivered in ecstasy as her fingers moved down my shoulders… down my back… down my spine. I could feel her breasts brush up against me, could feel the hard tips of her nipples press against my skin.
I was afraid I might come just from all this anticipation.
“Now take him in your mouth,” Alaria ordered Meera, “but don’t suck. Just let your tongue settle against his skin. Enjoy how big and hard he is in your mouth.”
Meera’s lips closed around my shaft, and I felt her mouth envelop me. She closed her eyes in rapture, and a throaty, animal purr escaped her throat.
Oh God…
Alaria expertly pulled my pants down and had me step out of my boots, all while I stayed hard as steel in Meera’s mouth. Within sixty seconds I was entirely naked.
“Now slowly… slowly… move your head back and forth, just letting your tongue glide over his cock,” Alaria ordered as she pulled off her own thigh-high boots.
Meera began to slowly move back and forth, her wet tongue caressing me like silk.
I groaned some more.
Alaria knelt naked beside Meera and began to touch the angel all over, tickling and caressing her back, her arms, her breasts, her ass.
Meera whimpered under Alaria’s touch, and I could feel the vibrations from her noises through my entire cock.
“Good,” Alaria whispered. She licked two of her fingers, then placed them down between Meera’s thighs. “Keep sucking his cock just like that…”
Alaria’s fingers brushed Meera’s golden thatch of hair, then a little lower, and began to leisurely stroke her clit.
“Mmmmm,” Meera moaned with my cock filling up her mouth, her brow furrowed with pleasure as her eyes rolled back in their sockets.
“Keep sucking,” Alaria whispered in Meera’s ear.
Alaria moved her other hand to Meera’s ass and began to gently caress and play. All the while, her other fingers continued to stroke Meera’s clit.
“Mm – mm – mm – mm,” Meera groaned in little bursts of pleasure.
“Keep him in your mouth,” Alaria ordered. “Don’t stop sucking.”
I gazed down at them both, trying hard as I could not to blow my load.
“Do you like sucking his cock?” Alaria whispered in Meera’s ear as she continued to fondle and stroke her.
“Mm-hmm,” Meera moaned with me in her mouth.
“Do you like the way he tastes?”
“Mm-hm…”
“Suck him however you want now, for your pleasure… notice how soft the skin is on his shaft… and how hard he is… notice how he fills up your mouth…”
Meera began sucking differently than before – sort of milking my shaft with her tongue and lips. It was a huge turn-on.
“Mm – mm – mm – mm – ” she moaned as Alaria’s fingers moved more rapidly between her legs.
“You’re going to come in a moment, and I want you to come with his cock in your mouth,” Alaria instructed. “But you’re not going to come until I say you can.”
“Mrm,” Meera moaned, her lips still wrapped around my shaft.
Alaria’s fingers made a wet schick-schick-schick sound between Meera’s legs.
“Hold it… don’t come yet…” Alaria ordered.
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p; “Mrmmmm – ” Meera groaned, her mouth still full.
“Don’t come yet,” Alaria whispered forcefully.
“MRMMMM – ”
“DON’T COME YET. Keep his cock in your mouth – DON’T COME YET – ”
Meera’s entire body was trembling now. She looked like she was about to cry.
It was all I could do to keep myself from tipping over the edge.
To try to distract myself – and because I wanted to see what was going on down below – I cast my All-Seeing Eye spell and sent it between Meera’s thighs.
I shouldn’t have done that.
The fingers on Alaria’s left hand were a blur over Meera’s clit. Alaria’s right hand was playing with Meera’s pussy, with two fingers massaging and circling the angel’s pink lips.
Suddenly Alaria plunged her two right-hand fingers inside Meera’s pussy all the way in.
“Come for me,” Alaria whispered in Meera’s ear.
“MMMRMRRRMMMMM,” Meera screamed with my cock still in her mouth, her face contorting in ecstasy, the vibrations from her cries buzzing through my entire shaft.
“OH FUCK!” I bellowed, and suddenly I was coming in Meera’s mouth.
“Swallow it,” Alaria whispered in Meera’s ear. “Swallow his come and don’t stop sucking.”
Meera sucked greedily as her expression smoothed over with blissful release, and Alaria’s fingers went from a blur to a soft caress.
“Oh God… oh God,” I muttered as my own contractions died away.
“Lick him soft and slow,” Alaria instructed Meera.
Then my succubus pulled her hands away from Meera’s thighs, turned her head towards me, and began to lick my balls.
Oh my GOD.
I stood there watching through the All-Seeing Eye as they both went down on me, Alaria lapping at my balls and Meera sucking my head.
That continued for a moment, and then Alaria stood up and grinned at me. “You still feel hard enough,” she cooed as she wrapped her fingers tightly around my base.
“For what?” I moaned.
“To fuck us both,” she whispered, then winked.
She took Meera’s hand and led her over to the bed, then directed her to get on her hands and knees. Alaria knelt down right beside her.
Both women were now on the bed on all fours, both their asses in the air, side by side. It was a beautiful sight, with Alaria’s crimson derriere pressed right up next to Meera’s pale, shapely bottom. Their wings brushed against each other, too – black dragon and white dove.
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