Wickedly Twisted: Fairy Tales for Adults

by Davis, Lia;

  Celia laughed. “That’s a terrible line.”

  “Not a line, but a promise.” Dex knew their ink master got off on getting women off, so he’d make good on his promise and reward her.

  “Yeah?” There was just enough emphasis on the word that it became clear she doubted Simon’s vow.

  Using his hold on her hair, Simon forced her to sit up straight in Nick’s lap. “For questioning my sincerity, I’ll make you wait for it. Enough talking. Blow me, Celia.” Simon rubbed the head of his dick across her lips, leaving them shiny with precum as she met the ink master’s stare. Her tongue came out, licked her lips, and then curled around Simon’s crown. “Fuck.”

  Without warning, she swallowed Simon’s cock, taking almost all of him into her mouth. Simon’s harsh groan had her cheeks rounding in satisfaction, while a glimmer of delight simmered in her green eyes. Dex suspected their mate enjoyed giving head, a good thing since they all liked receiving blowjobs.

  Her head bobbed as she cupped the ink master’s balls in one palm, massaging them, and coiling her other hand about the base of his cock. Using her hands in conjunction with her mouth, she worked his entire shaft. She squeezed hard and sucked on the head, and Simon rewarded her with moans that echoed the pleasure flitting across his features.

  Riveted, Dex watched, awed, as she blew his friend, apparently so good it took no time before Simon told her to stop or he would blow down her throat. That confession made her suck harder, her cheeks hollowing. Simon knocked her hand away from his length, clamped both of his on her head, and worked his hips, driving his cock into her mouth until her nose buried against his pelvis and Simon came apart. His bellow was louder than normal, and the experience so profound he obviously didn’t want it to end because he kept feeding her cock in small, tiny thrusts, his grunts a wash of pleasure and pain. And Celia kept slurping on his length.

  Dex ran a shaky palm across his jaw as Simon finally withdrew and leaned over to kiss her.

  Against her lips, the ink master confessed, “I’m in love with your oral skills, Celia.”

  She smiled, and Dex noticed the praise pleased her. “I enjoy giving blowjobs.”

  Dex eyed her. With her confession, he realized a few things. She’d set the pace, drawing out Simon’s pleasure with slow licks and hand caresses. When Simon took over the plunges, she’d rolled his balls between both palms, gazing up at him as if evaluating his indulgence. At least twice Dex had thought Simon would blow, but she’d let up on the strength of her suckling, and the ink master had grown even more frenzied with his drives to the back of her throat in an effort to chase his orgasm. That meant she’d recognized his imminent release and had purposely delayed his gratification. Also indicated that even when it seemed Simon controlled the act, she’d really been the one in control to the very end. “You enjoy giving head because you’re in control. Gives you power over him.”

  “Knowing I’m responsible for making him lose his shit…” She licked her lips again, her eyes softening at the corners. “Yes. I love having that dominance.”

  “You can dominate me anytime you want, love.” Simon winked at her, and she blew him a kiss.

  If she enjoyed this type of authority, Dex would hand her more power. “Go to your knees between Nick’s legs and suck him.” When Nick would’ve argued, Dex jerked his head back by his hair. “Don’t argue.”

  “Don’t push me,” Nick warned in his alpha voice.

  Ignoring the threatening tone, Dex kissed him, their tongues tangling as Celia made quick work releasing Nick’s slacks. Nick hissed the moment her tongue flicked along his length, and Dex grinned, loving the immediate ecstasy on his leader’s face. Celia played with him for a long while, until Dex almost pitied Nick’s pained expression and harsh grunts. The swirling and swishing of her tongue around Nick’s crown grew slicker and noisier the longer she toyed with their leader, until his groans expanded, becoming heavier and guttural with his bear. Unexpectedly she took him to the back of her throat and Nick’s moan was all animal as his eyes rolled and only the whites showed.

  “Suck him hard, sweetheart.” Dex yanked on Nick’s hair to enhance his lust. “Suck him until your jaws ache.”

  Nick muttered, his words incoherent thanks to the beast imprinting over his human form.

  Her gaze found Dex’s as he lowered to his knees beside them, and from the corner of his eye he caught Simon’s retreat. “Can you tell Nick likes that?” A slight crease in her cheeks was all the affirmation he required. Her lashes fell as she fixated on her actions.

  Nick’s hand tangled in her hair and clenched as he stopped playing nice guy and issued demands. “Don’t play, go faster and take it all.” His other hand cupped the back of Dex’s head. “Help her, Dex.”

  Simon returned, his strides thumping against the floor. “Yeah, blow Nick, while I position her to take this.”

  “Don’t look. Eyes remain on me. I’m your focus, minx.” Nick tugged her head back by her hair, and as Dex took over the blowjob she caressed Nick’s balls. Dex sighed, feeling a sense a fulfillment helping their woman pleasure their mate, and alpha.

  From the corner of his eye, Dex noted Simon lowering behind her, but he kept his gaze locked on Celia.

  “Spread your legs, love, so I can fuck you with this.” An excited inhalation from her, but Dex couldn’t see what he showed her without giving up the cock in his mouth. Good thing Simon explained. “The dildo’s replicated from my dick. Basically, I’ll be fucking you while you and Dex blow Nick.”

  Celia shuffled a little, but Simon halted her movement with his hands on her hips. He repositioned her so her ass tilted backward and her legs were spread just enough she could take the fake-cock. Dex paused on Nick’s head, flicking along the slit, as he watched Simon slowly insert the toy into her pussy. Her cunt gobbled up the vibrator. He palmed her nape and jerked her in for a kiss, his dick leaking in his jeans.

  She moaned against Dex’s lips, hedonism searing across her face as their tongues twisted together and she took all of the sex-toy. In that moment he worked to talk his cock down, in serious danger of blowing in his pants.

  The sharp slap of Simon’s palm against her ass echoed in the room, and her pupils expanded. “Enough kissing. Nick’s cock isn’t going to suck itself. And right now it’s all about Nick getting off.” Simon leaned against her and whispered against the back of her ear. “I told you I’d make you wait, so get to work earning another orgasm.”

  Celia groaned her frustration, but put all her attention into Nick. They took turns sucking on Nick’s length, and kissing over the crown, tonguing the slit together. Dex couldn’t remember ever being so turned on and from all of Nick’s whispered, “fuck yeah”, “do that again”, and “oh fuck, right there”, he knew his alpha enjoyed their united blowjob.

  The wet resonance of the silicone fucking her was the perfect accompaniment to the guttural noises surfacing from Celia and Nick. And from the moist sounds, Dex detected she grew wetter.

  Nick’s head swelled and grew purple, his grunts growing shorter and more labored. Dex sat back on his heels, letting her finish off their leader as he enjoyed the show from his front row seat to the action. Simon fucked her a little harder with the sex toy, and her moans mixed with Nick’s, an erotic melody that would never grow old, as her nails dug into Nick’s thigh.

  Their alpha’s fingers scrunched in her hair as he flexed his hips, giving her just a little nudge of cock, but not enough to bury down her throat. Being a gentleman lover on their first excursion. Dex shook his head. Nick liked his sex rough.

  A strangled keen surfaced from Nick, and Celia responded by taking him deep and sucking so hard his cock imprinted on her cheeks. The move resulted in Nick strangling out, “Fuck!”

  Dex watched her throat bob as she swallowed Nick’s seed, lapping their leader through his release. A pained sound came from their alpha moments before he jerked her off his dick.

  “Goddamn, minx, you must like cock a lot. Keep fucking h
er, Simon, a little harder, but not enough to make her come.” Nick stroked her hair out of her face, and tucked strands behind her ear. “You don’t give up even when we fill you with our seed. You just keep sucking.”

  “I wanted to make it good for you, Nick.” A throaty, desperate whimper fell from her, and she attempted to push back against the toy.

  “Oh, minx, it was better than good. Phenomenal,” Nick said as Simon slapped her ass as chastisement for shifting. “Don’t move, just take the fucking Simon’s giving you.”

  With bliss glazing her eyes, she dug her nails into Nick’s thighs. Dex wasn’t sure how much more she could endure, but they were a long way from finishing yet.

  “I want to fuck your tits, Celia.” Dex probably should give her a little more than a few seconds to collect herself, but his bear’s excitement pushed from beneath his skin.

  “Yes, please.” She licked her lips and grazed her nails across Dex’s jean-clad erection. “You’ll be my first.”

  He’d been her first rim job, and now he’d be the first to fuck her gorgeous breasts. I must’ve lived a blessed life.

  Simon withdrew the vibrator from her cunt, gleaming with her juices, and tugged her head back to give her an upside down kiss. Afterward their ink master helped her stand on shaky legs, and hoisted her against his side with an arm around her waist, offering his support as he led her to the sofa. “I’m going to make you come so goddamn hard, love.”

  Anticipation flared in her eyes. “I’d love to come on the fake Simon-dick.”

  “Make Dex come first.” Their ink master smooched her as he followed her down on the sofa, positioning her to his satisfaction. On her back, he placed the dildo on her belly and cupped her breasts, squeezing them together to create a valley. “Hold them like that, love.”

  Watching her hands curve around her tits and restrain them had Dex’s erection leaking more. Simon played with a nipple as he fucked her tits with the vibrator, leaving the slickness of her cunt behind. The wetness would ease Dex’s way.

  Simon removed the toy from her breasts and went to his knees between her legs. As he trailed his finger along her soaked core, he asked, “You coming or what, Dex?”

  Dex wanted to enjoy her for a long while, but with the way his dick seeped he figured he’d be coming sooner than he preferred. He moved to join them, releasing his cock as he walked.

  Nick dropped to his knees on the floor beside her head, and she combed her fingers through his hair as their mouths connected.

  Their ink master shoved the fake-dick inside her pussy, and her hips jerked upward at the penetration, taking the last two inches of the toy into her cunt.

  Perfect. Fucking perfect. He was already addicted to the sight of her pussy swallowing cock.

  Dex straddled her waist and stroked his dick, wishing his lower brain would settle down enough to enjoy her properly. Celia cupped her breasts and pushed them together once more so he could thread his cock between the globes, groaning at their softness pillowing his length. After a few thrusts, she lifted her head and her mouth caught his crown with each pass up.

  Jesus Christ Almighty! Being her first time, her learning curve was off the charts.

  “Goddamn,” Dex grunted, his balls drawing tight at the wet heat suckling his head. “I want her to come with me, Simon. Make it happen.”

  Chapter Twelve

  Nick

  Nick pinched her nipples, toying with the steel bars as Dex fucked her ample tits, ready to put a halt to Dex if he pushed her too hard too fast. Smelling her arousal and eagerness eased his bear’s anxiety and protective instincts.

  Relaxing into the moment, he alternated between kissing her, playing with her tight nipples, and helping her lick Dex’s crown. And in the moments he sat back to just watch, he gloried in the way her hips jerked upward to take the dildo.

  “Christ.” Nick gaped, palming her nape so she didn’t suffer from neck-strain. “That’s hot, Celia.”

  Dex removed her hands from her breasts, laced their fingers together, clamping them on the arm of the sofa as he shimmied up her chest to drive into her mouth. She sucked so hard on his length, a loud popping noise emerged when he pulled free. The bright honey glow circling Dex’s eyes hinted his bear prowled on the edge of control. Nick knew Dex’s bear wouldn’t allow him to harm their mate, so he had no need to worry.

  “Can you take me, sweetheart?” Dex released her hands and cupped her nape, as he patted his dick against her plump, swollen lips. “All of me?”

  “Yeah.” She scrapped her teeth along his crown, and Dex’s bear shot out, making a snuffing noise, resulting in her lips curling at the edges.

  “Pinch my thigh if you need me to back off.” Dex’s nostrils flared as she swirled her tongue around his engorged head, and then he disappeared into her wet heat.

  Nick knew what that felt like. Ecstasy. Heaven on earth. Worth a fall to Hell.

  Dex’s thrusts were shallow at first, going deeper with each pass, giving her time to adjust. She cupped Dex’s ass, fingers going white as she yanked against him, taking his entire length. Had Nick not witnessed the action, he wouldn’t believe her capable of taking Dex’s thick cock down her throat.

  Nick took a few moments to watch, before looking at Simon fucking her with the mold of his dick. He’d made fun of the ink master when he cast a replica of his penis. He wasn’t laughing now.

  Simon’s creation stretched her folds about the thick silicon. Nick fingered the back of her knee and moved her leg to drape over the edge of the furniture so he had a better view of her impalement. A fucking she encouraged by lifting her hips into each thrust, a sexy little whimper falling with each deep plunge.

  Her engorged clitoris peeked from its hood testifying to her arousal, her wetness and scent further evidenced her lust.

  Can I make her come a third time?

  Nick bent over her and licked around her belly button, her scent driving him wild to taste her. In his experience, most women were tapped out at two… the more unfortunate ladies were done at one. He wouldn’t know if she could give them a third orgasm until he tried. Nick shifted and gave her clit an experimental lick. Celia moaned, her nub quivering on his tongue.

  “Shit.” Dex’s ass-cheeks tensed. Nick smiled because he knew how good those moans felt when wrapped around his cock.

  “Make her come, Nick.” Simon increased the pace of the dildo. “She wants it, and I’m pretty fucking sure Dex wants it.”

  Nick sucked her clitoris between his lips and flicked his tongue back and forth across the tiny bead. Her hips gave a jagged buck, her throaty cries wrenching guttural bear-noises from Dex. Nick clamped one hand on her hip, holding her motionless so Simon could impale her with the silicone. Nick hooked two fingers on either side of her clit and tugged upward to fully expose her nub. He dipped his head and swished all over her clitoris.

  Her cries resulted in Dex fucking her hard enough Nick worried he would hurt her. And then she came, her body going stiff as her tiny bud jerked on his tongue. Wetness gushed around the vibrator. Nick kept thrashing her clitoris with rapid swipes, and Simon kept fucking her. Her high-pitched whimpers were muffled by Dex’s dick crammed down her throat.

  Celia released one of Dex’s ass cheeks and attempted to push Nick’s head away, but he ignored the yanks on his hair. Her spine bowed, but his body trapped her in position, and hers trembled as she climaxed in one unending orgasm, her subdued cries of pleasure causing Nick’s length to thicken once more.

  Dex came with a roar. That’s when Nick showed her mercy. Giving her clit a kiss before withdrawing from her cunt. Her hands fell away and went limp against her sides, her exhaustion evident in the way she wilted against the sofa, her physique softening and unmoving except for the rise and fall of her chest with her rapid breathing. A light sheen of perspiration coated her skin, and he contemplated tasting the dew from her flesh, but decided to sample her another time so she could catch her breath.

  As Dex withdrew from her m
outh, he looked as if he’d seen his savior on the other side of his orgasm. Nick figured he’d probably just undergone a religious experience.

  Simon removed the dildo, and chucked it on the floor. He offered her no time to calm down from her climax, but instead Simon gripped her ass in his hands and buried his face between her legs, lapping up her juices. Celia gave a sharp squeal, and a sudden lurch as if she’d protest, but then she sagged into the tonguing with desperate little whimpers falling from her parted lips. Her eyes slipped closed, and her thighs widened, exposing her pussy to Simon. Even though Nick gave a thought to stopping Simon, he withheld the command, too engrossed in watching euphoria drag her under.

  Dex leaned against Nick, and they kissed.

  “Mmm… she tastes good on your lips,” his lover said, his lips moving along Nick’s mouth.

  “She tasted good on my tongue.”

  Dex fingered Nick’s hair, and nuzzled his neck. Always a cuddler after sex, he wasn’t surprised by Dex’s touchiness now. No further words were spoken, but Nick could feel Dex’s contentment. Thanks to Celia, their family was finally whole. Nick peered at their tatted mate, black hair streaked with pink, and pin-up curves. The daughter of their enemy, legs spread wide enduring Simon’s sexual enthusiasm, so open and honest with her body in spite of her father’s oppression.

  “Our mate’s perfect.” Nick meant those words even as he worried he’d placed her on too high of a pedestal. If she fell, he’d just catch her and put her back on it because… she is perfect for us. And that was all that really mattered.

  Celia gave a hoarse cry, and her back curved as her thighs quivered from a fourth orgasm. Simon lifted his head and licked his lips, a smug smile brightening his face.

  “Next time, love, I need your tight body wrapped around my cock when you come.” Simon stretched over her and kissed her.