Annalise stepped forward and kissed her cheek.
“I...I saw him bend over, and did you know they don’t wear anything beneath those loincloths?”
Annalise covered her grin. “You’re kidding me?”
“No! There was his package hanging there and he caught me peeking. Innocently, I might add and then...” Jayn took a deep breath. “Fuck. I’m sorry. I kissed him.”
Annalise’s eyes widened, her lips opened and she gasped. “You...you kissed Wick? I thought you didn’t like men.” She grinned. “He got to you, didn’t he?”
She was smiling, after Jayn had confessed to cheating? “You don’t look mad. Go ahead. Yell, rant, or take a swing.”
“I kissed him too and you never made a swing.”
“That was different. You were searching for him all your life and...” Jayn stopped blabbering. It was somewhat similar. The same man, fairy, swayed them both.
“So does that mean you’re no longer a lesbian?” Annalise asked with mischief in her eyes.
“Well, I’m not going to watch two men making out, if that’s what you mean. I love tits. I love pussy,” Jayn announced and the words felt right.
Annalise dropped her grin. She lifted her hands to the shoulders of her dress and slipped the straps down her arms. “Like these?” Her voice was husky and quiet.
Jayn took a deep breath. “I love you.”
Annalise’s hair was wispy with the wind, and her skin seemed to glow with the setting sun. She wore a black bra and matching panties. Her hips flared outward and her legs were crossed at the knee. “Do you?” she asked and her expression turned serious.
“With all my heart.”
“Apparently not all. You did kiss Wick,” Annalise teased.
Jayn let out a groan and quickly gathered her girlfriend into her arms. She was feather-light and Jayn carried her to the big bed in the center of the room. Her skin was warm with the occasional freckle to feast upon. She laid Annalise down and crawled over her, straddling her torso. Jayn lowered the cups of Annalise’s bra, baring those petite, but gorgeous breasts. They just about filled her palm as she massaged them. Annalise’s nipples were already hard and she arched her back when Jayn pinched the tips. “Lovely,” she muttered before standing. Jayn pulled her own shirt off. “Keep your legs spread.” She watched Annalise’s legs fall open. The crotch of her panties was wet and becoming sheer. Jayn shoved her jeans down her long legs and tugged at her bra. She hooked her thumbs in her panties and tossed everything on the ground. Jayn reached between her legs, rubbing that sweet spot to the left of her clit.
“Jayn,” Annalise moaned. It was the sweetest sound in the world.
“Take them off,” Jayn ordered, waiting patiently. When Annalise laid back down void of clothes, it was Jayn’s turn to groan. The woman had a pussy to die for. It was shaved bare and glistening from her juices. Jayn crawled onto the bed. This time she straddled Annalise’s head and shifted so she was leaning between those open thighs. Annalise didn’t wait. She pushed Jayn’s hips down and began to feast on her wet folds. Jayn held her breath. Pleasure swarmed her senses as Annalise’s tongue probed. Her pussy began to throb. Jayn massaged her own tits before parting Annalise’s legs farther.
As a skilled mouth devoured her pussy, Jayn used the flat of her hand to tap Annalise’s wet cunt. Short, weak slaps were followed by a quick clit rub. It wasn’t long before Annalise began to suckle on Jayn’s clit. The pleasure grew, the pressure increased, and suddenly Annalise’s finger was spearing deep inside Jayn. The orgasm was intense. Jayn could hardly breathe as the peak seemed to stretch on forever.
When she finally came down from the high she pulled her wet pussy from Annalise’s reach. Her palm found Annalise’s pussy with two short slaps. The skin turned a dark pink. Jayn shifted so she lay between Annalise’s legs. Jayn’s mouth instantly found her clit, suckling the little bud as the sweet flavor flowed onto her taste buds. Annalise squirmed as Jayn made a messy design on her wet folds. “I love the way you taste,” she murmured against her skin. Jayn parted Annalise’s folds to reveal the tiny virgin hole. She moved a finger inside, deep, as her tongue played with her clit.
After nearly thirty seconds Annalise was begging. Her hips were a jumble of movements and she began crying out for release. Jayn kept playing. Just before Annalise could come, she moved away and shoved her tongue in that small hole. A breeze cooled her own hot pussy and Jayn glanced over at the balcony doors. She was shocked at the image. There stood Wick, his mouth hanging open, his eyes wide, and a definite bulge beneath his loincloth. Jayn locked eyes with him as she continued to suck on Annalise’s pussy.
This extra pair of eyes seemed to increase Jayn’s pleasure. She wiggled her ass a little more. She reached up to pinch a hard nipple. Could she actually like performing before Wick? There was something different about him. She was so preoccupied with thought that she forgot to stop her mouth from pleasing. Annalise cried out, and her body shivered as the release came. A gush of liquid filled Jayn’s tongue and she savored every drop. When her body stilled, Jayn stood and glanced at Wick.
Annalise’s eyes were drowsy but they opened. She watched silently as Wick approached.
Jayn turned from Annalise to him. He moved closer but not to Annalise. Wick moved toward her. He placed a hand on her bare hip before plundering her mouth with his tongue. The kiss was a claiming, an animalistic passion that swept them both toward breathless. Jayn pulled away. She moved onto the bed beside Annalise and reached between the other woman’s legs. Annalise nodded, spreading her legs wide. “Are you sure?” There was no going back.
Annalise touched her cheek. “Are you sure?”
Jayn opened Annalise’s folds, exposing her hole to Wick. He moved slowly, pulling off his loincloth to grab his cock and stroke. He didn’t speak. Maybe he thought it would pull them all out of this lust-induced state. Jayn stroked Annalise’s clit while Wick came closer and placed his red-tipped cock at her entrance. Jayn leaned nearer. The sight amazed her. His cock was long and thick. The skin was taut and the hole at the top had the slightest drop of pre-cum. His cock penetrated Annalise, just the tip, and Jayn kept circling Annalise’s clit. Her other hand shifted between her own legs to shove two fingers inside. The lust in the air was magical and heavy enough to cut with a chain saw.
Wick closed his eyes. Jayn watched as he pushed an inch into the virgin Annalise. She gasped and he stopped. Jayn kept playing with her clit. She wanted this to be the very best possible deflowering for the woman she loved. Wick waited nearly twenty seconds before pushing inside another inch. Annalise stiffened and gripped the sheets beneath them with her fists.
“It’s okay, love,” Jayn spoke quietly but loudly enough for everyone to hear. “Relax. Let him in.” She leaned over to suckle on Annalise’s nipple, sucking the hard peak into her mouth as Wick moved again. This time Annalise’s hips jumped. Jayn returned to the scene unfolding. Wick had pulled free. A few drops of blood dotted his cock. For the first time in her entire life, Jayn reached out and caressed his hard dick. She’d never been so bold with her first and only boyfriend. Right now, she wanted to help both Wick and Annalise have the most amazing time in bed. It seemed to be the only goal on her mind.
She gently held his balls, weighing them before gripping his shaft. One hand rubbed Annalise’s pussy while the other played with Wick’s cock. She aimed the appendage and held Annalise’s pussy lips open while Wick entered her. This time he jerked forward quickly and three inches disappeared. Annalise cried out, but it wasn’t in pain. This was husky with a moan at the end. Jayn shifted so she could straddle Annalise. Her wet pussy was against Annalise’s stomach. The friction was nearly killing her resolve. Jayn began to move her hips, humping Annalise’s stomach as Wick pushed further into Annalise’s channel. Each movement was coordinated, and after a few tentative thrusts, Wick slammed home.
Annalise came off the bed in an insane orgasm. The woman screamed and clutched Jayn’s hips. Jayn couldn’t s
top the movement. She rubbed her excited pussy along Annalise’s stomach. Wick pulled free of Annalise and he grabbed her hips. She didn’t have time to react as he lifted her up and placed her on the bed. Jayn glanced at Annalise who was smiling like a fool then looked back at Wick.
“I want you too.” He practically growled the words. His cock was against her pussy lips, rubbing along her wet folds.
“Why?” she asked, breathlessly. “Annalise is your mate.” Jayn had finally come to terms with that fact.
“No, you are both my mates,” he said the words before reaching between her legs. His fingers slid inside her, his mouth came down her nipple and the suck was so intense she cried out. Jayn could hardly control her breathing as Annalise took pleasure on her other nipple. The feelings were too extreme. The pressure was too immense and Jayn cried out as an orgasm tore through her body.
Her heart beat rapidly, and her lungs were panting as the release faded. Annalise was kissing her neck and their lips collided as Wick’s cock penetrated. He didn’t take his time as he did with Annalise. No, with Jayn he thrust to the hilt in one smooth overwhelming motion. Jayn’s inner muscles clamped down. Her back arched, her head tilted back. Annalise began to torture her nipples, pinching, licking and nipping. Wick pulled out and plunged in again. He filled her completely, spreading her legs wide he began a rhythm, fast and furious. Their bodies were slippery with sweat. The room reeked of sex and sounded with a chorus of moans. Jayn glanced over to see Wick fingering Annalise. The three of them were in various stages of groaning. Gratification was building to an all time high and just before Jayn blew, Wick did.
He growled long and hard. She felt his cock slam into her core and then she came. Her legs shook, her lungs refused to take in air, and her eyes closed as sensations blew her mind. Jayn was still gasping for breath when Wick pulled out of her. He shifted between her and Annalise. His cock slowly deflated. Annalise still had that grin on her face. Her eyelids lowered as she leaned on Wick’s chest.
Jayn wanted to wallow in the adrenaline and euphoria but one question kept her from sleeping. What the hell had they just done?
Chapter Nine
Wick thought it was a dream. A wonderful fantasy provided by the loving Goddess. When he opened his eyes and felt the slight weight against his side, he knew last night had been a reality. Wick glanced over at Annalise. Her petite body hugged his side and she was completely nude. His cock instantly began to react. It was real. Sweet Goddess, last night was real!
He glanced to his right but Jayn’s side of the bed was empty. Where had she gone? Did she regret their encounter? He had no idea being inside of virgin would feel so amazing but when his cock entered Jayn, it felt just as magnificent. He knew then and there they were both his.
Two mates!
“Thank you, Goddess.” He’d say that every night for the rest of his life and it still wouldn’t be enough to express his gratitude. Wick finally got a chance to look over the petite Annalise. Her neck was pale. The pulse beneath steady. Her breasts were small with large nipples that made his mouth water. He shifted gently, guiding her to her back. Annalise didn’t stir. Wick grinned, his cock nudging her hip. Her stomach was flat. Wick slid his fingertips down her torso. Beneath was a hairless wonderland. Her pussy was bare, the little lips sticking out like petals of a flower. His hand drifted to her thigh and he tried to carefully part her legs. Almost. Maybe if he adjusted her knee. Wick watched her eyes as he spread her but she hadn’t made a single motion to indicate her awareness.
There.
Now he could see between her legs. He grinned, a single finger shifted so that it could rub along her bigger lip. Her chest rose higher and he glanced at her face as those beautiful eyes opened. She saw him, bit her lip, and her cheeks turned a pretty pink. “Hi,” she murmured, closing her legs.
“No, please. Leave them open.” He hadn’t been with a woman in a while and last night was so remarkable. “I love the sight of you naked.” He began to rub her thigh. Up and down, left then right.
“Last night...was wonderful.” She smiled and shifted so her face was buried in Wick’s chest.
“I am glad you enjoyed it.” He cupped her pussy, rubbing his palm against her. She wasn’t yet wet.
“Is it true?” she mumbled against his chest. “You have two mates. Both Jayn and me?”
He nodded, spreading her lips and feeling the moisture. His finger slid inside and her moan was ecstasy to his ears. “Yes. The Goddess had blessed us as three.”
“I did not see that coming. I’m so glad I don’t have to make up”—she gasped— “my mind.” Her legs fell open, and her lips parted as Wick inserted two fingers. Annalise glanced over at Wick. “Where is Jayn?” She stopped his motions by grabbing his wrist.
“When I woke the bed was void of her presence. Then I saw your beautiful body and I couldn’t resist.” He found her clit with his fingers.
“You don’t think...she left again?” Annalise asked but the concern was replaced with lust as Wick took a nipple into his mouth.
“I don’t believe so, but...I will dress and find her.” Wick leaned over and kissed Annalise’s cheek. “Stay put. No clothes!” He grinned wickedly before retrieving his loincloth. He tucked his erection away, taking once last glance at the nude Annalise, and went in search of his other mate.
With his wings dry he flew down the corridors of the palace. His cheer was unabashed and he called out for her. Jayn didn’t answer, but Carrick did.
“You look...happy,” he muttered with a raised brow. “Did Annalise choose you as her mate?”
Wick hugged Carrick. It was intimate and friendly while keeping his erection from touching. “I have two mates!” He practically screamed the words.
Carrick paused. “Two?”
“Two!” Wick let go of Carrick. “Two! My new favorite word.” He chuckled.
“Wick?”
He turned back to the king.
“We have a meeting later today with the new troll king.”
Wick nodded. “I will be there, sir.” Then he added, “Right after I fuck both my mates!” He yelled triumphantly then took off to find Jayn. Where was the gorgeous tease? He stepped from the palace. The sunrise was spreading warmth over the land. It was spring. He could smell it in the air. The grass was mostly green. The sunflowers were sturdy and bright. Wick caught sight of Jayn. Her muscular frame in a defensive stance. She was talking to the fairy Keyn who was fluttering nervously from foot to foot. This could be bad.
Keyn was notoriously hateful towards humans. It had improved since his human mate came into his life but Wick wanted to take no chances. He walked toward them quickly watching as Keyn opened his palm. Jayn dropped the necklace in his hand. Was that the gold fairy pendant they found with the bones in the leprechaun hole?
“Hello.” Keyn’s wings fluttered as he spoke to Wick. He had goose bumps forming on his arms as Wick approached.
“Everything okay?”
Keyn nodded, holding his closed fist with the necklace to his heart. “Thank you.” With that, he flew off.
Jayn had yet to look at him so Wick spoke first. “What was that about?”
“The necklace we found.” She was watching Keyn fly away. “It had his name engraved on it. He said it was taken from him when he was a child.”
Realization dawned. Those bones must have been the men that assaulted Keyn when he fell from the sky as a child. Wick wondered if the Goddess had sent the leprechaun to them to give Keyn closure as well as bring Jayn to his arms. The Goddess was said to be crafty. “Are you well?” He approached slowly, unsure of her emotional state.
“I’m”—she turned toward him—“confused and unsure. Where do we go from here? From last night?”
Wick leaned close, taking in the way her black shirt clung to her generous breasts. “From here, we find happiness. Together.”
“The three of us, huh?” She turned away, squinting at the sun. “I’m a lesbian, or at least I thought I was.”
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“Ah, but I am not an ordinary man,” Wick said with a grin. “I’m a fairy.”
Jayn rolled her eyes but smiled.
“Come on. Annalise is all alone and naked waiting for us.”
“Well, with an invitation like that, who could resist? Don’t think you’re going to be the boss just because you’ve fucked me,” she added.
“I’d never dream of it.”
“Good.” Jayn punctuated the word with a slap to his ass.
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“There are only one hundred trolls left in the cave. A good portion of them left. There was a conga line of them moving north,” Thame said. He had just come back from scouting and Wick watched him as he spoke. “There are about ten guarding the border and a group of ten just left the cave heading this way.”
“Have the women armed and set in the palace. I want them ready,” the king ordered. “We’re going to meet up at the ridge. I do not want to be far away in case this is an ambush. They will never again get a chance to harm our mates.”
Wick adjusted his balls and thick dick. He was still thinking of the two gorgeous mates he’d left. Their naked bodies had been overwhelming. He nearly forgot about this upcoming meet with the troll king until Thame woke them with a sharp rap to their door. Now he had to focus on pushing their creamy skin and wet folds from his mind. He had to think about defense, blood and war.
“Flance, did you speak with that leprechaun?”
Flance took his hand off his mate’s shoulder and stood. “I found him. He is willing to help. He has a few tricks up his sleeve that may just help keep the trolls numbers down.”
“Do you we really believe it’s just the twenty?” Thame added.
“And where are the rest hiding?” Mord said. “I have searched and found none, but I think the backup plan should stay in place.”
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