Lucy's Liberation [Elk Creek 2] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting)

by Gigi Moore

  She moaned and arched her body as Ki worked, his sensually skilled mouth causing slivers of liquid heat to course through her lower belly while her pussy wept with wanting.

  As if sensing her need to be filled, Ki slid two fingers inside her, and did what he did best—touching her secret spot and making her shudder inside and out.

  Ethan slid in place behind her, teasing her back hole with the head of his cock before he thrust past the first ring of muscles. He put his mouth against her ear and whispered, “Ready for round two, baby?”

  Lucy barely had a moment to respond before Ethan pushed all the way inside her at the same moment Ki put his mouth on her swollen clitoris and began lapping.

  She cried out, climaxing almost instantly.

  Once she and Ethan stopped trembling, she felt him smiling against the back of her neck as he seductively nipped and licked her skin.

  “I’ll take that as a yes,” he whispered.

  “Oh yes,” Lucy rasped. Good Lord, yes!

  “Round three, coming up,” Ki said.

  Chapter 22

  “Is everybody gay?”

  Prentice pictured Joan Cusack’s In & Out character in her white wedding dress as she burst out of the bar and shouted the famous line from what had lately become his new favorite movie in the world. He had to stop himself from laughing out loud or Lucy and Ki might think he was crazy.

  Still, he smiled as he remembered Lucy’s reaction after discovering him and Ki together in the parlor and how they had had to catch her at the gazebo.

  The situation had been far from a humorous matter to Lucy, he knew, especially when he remembered the abject pain that had been in her voice and on her face when she had asked, “What is wrong with me?” He just couldn’t help thinking how like the actress from In & Out she had looked and sounded, despite the gravity of the situation.

  Presently, Prentice lay on one side of Lucy while Ki lay on the other side of her.

  He closed his eyes and listened to the cadence of their soft breathing and felt at home and at peace for the first time in his life. He felt like this was where he belonged, that being with Ki and Lucy was right and where he had always been meant to be.

  Prentice didn’t think he had ever come with a woman before the way he had just come with Lucy. He knew that when Ki drove inside him it would be just as, if not more explosive. He had already come hard with Ki without even taking off his clothes and could imagine how his body would react with Ki, skin to skin, buried deep inside him.

  He remembered Ki’s insightful words to Lucy, his promise to make it good for her and to not hurt her.

  Ki always knew the right thing to say at exactly the right moment.

  Would he make the same promises to Prentice? Did Prentice need him to?

  He realized that he did need Ki to make him the same promise. He probably needed to hear the words more than Lucy had needed to hear them. It would, after all, be Prentice’s first time with a man. He was practically a virgin.

  Prentice knew that word would forever have a different meaning to him than just someone with no sexual experience.

  He was a virgin at being Ethan Crawford and probably would forever be so, because though he had told Ki and Lucy to call him Ethan, he was still Prentice Teague deep down. His soul was a little less black, a little less corrupt, but he would always be Prentice with the contemptible, questionable past. It was just easier being Ethan to everyone else, except that he would never be Ethan to the people who really counted, like Clint, Kate, and Ginger.

  “Are you overthinking like you told Lucy not to do?”

  Prentice sat up, leaning back against the headboard as he glanced over Lucy’s head to see Ki with his face cradled in one palm, propped up on one elbow, staring at him. His body hummed beneath that cool blue gaze and he could only imagine how he would react to Ki’s actual caress. Just the memory of watching him with Lucy, experiencing his brief, glancing touches, while they had both made love to her, had Prentice getting hard already.

  “It’s difficult to break a three-decade-old habit.”

  “Ah, so you’re my age. I was beginning to think I was alone in the world, surrounded by you two young whippersnappers.”

  “You are. My soul may be in its thirties, but this is the body of a much younger dude, old man,” Prentice teased and made a muscle to emphasize his point.

  “I’ll show you old man as soon as our drained woman is awake to join us.”

  “Your woman isn’t all that drained,” Lucy mumbled from between them.

  “You don’t have to wake up on our account,” Ki joked.

  “I wasn’t asleep. I was just resting my eyes.”

  “A likely story.”

  Lucy playfully punched Ki in the ribs and Prentice smiled at their antics, feeling for the first time like he was part of a family. He didn’t feel like a third wheel as he had thought he would. He felt like they needed him there as much as he needed to be there.

  Lucy reached out her hand to grasp his, smiling as she welcomed him into the fold.

  She and Ki must have been on the same wavelength, for they both burst out with the same question simultaneously. “What’s it like?”

  He didn’t have to ask them or even have his psychic powers to know what they meant. Wouldn’t anyone who had never died want to know what it was like to die and come back?

  Prentice shrugged, not exactly sure how or what to tell them. He had to tell them something, though, or they’d never stop staring at him as if he was a ghost haunting their house.

  “You’re going to give me a complex,” he joked, not surprised by the frowns they both gave him, making him realize he still had a way to go to fit into this time and place. “It’s not what you would expect.” It certainly hadn’t been what he had expected. He could never have predicted that he’d go to the Summerland, first of all. Second, there hadn’t been as much pain as he had anticipated. Once his neck had snapped, it had been as if a light had flicked off. There had been that quick sharp pain severing all contact with his being, then nothing. Time had stood still before he had finally come to in that utopia and met Brielle and Caith. He hadn’t realized how significant that moment had been until now, or that the two people who should have wanted him dead more than anyone in the world would become his connection to reality, his guides to navigating a new life.

  “Did you…meet anyone?” Lucy asked.

  Prentice silently nodded, too choked up for a moment to speak.

  He didn’t know how he was supposed to tell them about Thayne and Cade’s parents or even if he should. Somewhere along the line he should probably sit down with the two brothers and their woman and tell them who he was and what he knew about the men’s parents, give them all some closure. He wished he could tell them about Aura and was suddenly curious as to what the spry old woman’s final destination had been. If he had come back wasn’t it wholly possible that she had come back, too? The thought didn’t exactly absolve him, but it did give him a small measure of comfort and hope.

  Could he ever forgive himself for that death? Could Brielle?

  He didn’t dare glance up or even hope to hear that mellifluous voice delivering words of forgiveness. That would have been too easy. That would have—

  Forgive yourself, Prentice. It is what Goddess wants. It is what I want.

  “I’d rather not talk about the past right now,” Prentice murmured, holding on to Brielle’s voice in his head like a lifeline.

  Lucy nodded. “We understand,” she whispered.

  “What is it you would rather do right now?” Ki asked.

  “That’s an easy one.” Prentice smiled. “I want to make love with the both of you again.”

  “I think that can be arranged,” Ki said as he got up on his hands and knees and leaned over Lucy’s supine form to kiss Prentice on the mouth.

  Prentice parted his lips, just a little, teasing Ki with access, but Ki wasn’t having it and thrust his tongue in deep, taking Prentice’s mouth with
a fierce growl of ownership.

  He raised his hand to rake through Prentice’s long hair, and fisted a clump of it at his nape as he held Prentice in place and took what he wanted from his mouth.

  Prentice moaned deep in his throat, already more turned on than he had ever been in his life and anticipating more intensity to come.

  When he finally let Prentice up for air several moments later, Ki said, “I want to be inside you while you’re inside Lucy.”

  Prentice’s heart sped at Ki’s husky, resolute tone. He couldn’t deny Ki after hearing that. His asshole tingled and tightened at the mere idea of Ki’s cock breaching him. He had never thought he would see the day that his body would react this way to another man. “Okay.”

  “Hey!” Lucy curved an arm around each of their necks. “Do I get a say in this?”

  “Sure you do,” Prentice said. “How much pleasure do you want me to give you?”

  She giggled and reached up to kiss each of them on the mouth, her lips lingering against Prentice’s just a little longer. “What if I want to change the rules and just give you pleasure?”

  “Depends on how much you want to change the rules,” Ki said and reached for Prentice’s ass, soundly smacking a cheek. “I’m rather looking forward to being inside our friend here.”

  “And I won’t stop you,” Lucy said and grinned as she moved around Prentice on the bed until she was in back of him. When he glanced over his shoulder to see what she was doing she grasped him by the hips and indicated that he should turn around to face her. Then she lowered her head and put her mouth on his hard cock.

  Prentice closed his eyes, automatically burying his hands in Lucy’s glossy, soft hair, gently fisting his hands against her scalp.

  “Perfect,” Ki murmured. “Keep him near the edge until I’m in, Lulu.”

  Prentice trembled at Ki’s command then tried to focus on what Lucy was doing to him with her very agile and talented mouth. She taunted the head of his weeping cock with her tongue before sucking him in, and Prentice groaned and helplessly thrust his hips, submerging himself even deeper.

  Lucy increased the suction rather than backing off, grasping his ass for traction as she bobbed her head up and down on his stiff cock and drew him closer.

  Prentice was so ready to come. He wasn’t sure he could hold back his orgasm and then Ki moved behind him, his hands gentle but firm on Prentice’s hips.

  Ki pressed his lips to Prentice’s ear, his tangy scent a complement to Lucy’s vanilla musk, the aroma simultaneously calming and arousing Prentice as it wrapped around his head. “I’m going to make this good for you, Ethan. As good as I made it for Lucy. Do you trust me?”

  “I trust you,” he rasped. They were three simple words, but it meant everything to Prentice to be able to say them to anyone, especially in his most vulnerable moment.

  I love you, Lucy and Ki.

  Prentice realized it just as Ki inserted a lubricated finger into his ass. His inner muscles instinctively clenched around the digit before Ki drew back, only to insert another finger. Prentice gasped at the penetration, the coldness of the lube.

  “Relax, my Ethan. I’ve got you.”

  Yes, I belong to you, I’m yours, Ki.

  Ki spent several moments opening Prentice, turning his hand this way and that until Prentice adjusted to his intrusion. When he slowly removed his fingers, Prentice almost whimpered at the emptiness he felt, the loss.

  “Almost there,” Ki whispered then curved an arm around Prentice’s waist, resting his palm against Prentice’s abdomen as he tugged him back.

  Prentice felt the head of Ki’s hard cock pressing against him before Ki thrust his hips and slid through the first ring of muscles. He closed his eyes and reached back with one hand to clutch Ki’s thigh, the other hand still entangled in Lucy’s hair. They had him from the front and the back. He was theirs.

  “Hold on.”

  It was the last thing Prentice heard Ki say before Ki fully drove into him.

  The burning sensation was like nothing else he had ever experienced before. Prentice thought he saw stars, panting as he dug his nails into Ki’s flesh.

  Ki didn’t seem to notice, just leaned forward and nibbled Prentice’s earlobe. “Okay?”

  Prentice bit his bottom lip and nodded because he realized that he was okay. The pain was transient and right beyond it, so close he could taste it, was the pleasure. Once Ki began moving, Prentice knew…he would be…right…there.

  He heard Ki take a deep breath behind him before Ki pushed forward again.

  “Oh my God!” With Lucy sucking him so intensely and Ki immersed inside him, Prentice did see stars. He was no longer connected to his body. He felt himself floating up and out, like he had when he’d died in that barn and gone to the Summerland.

  Even with his powers and sex magick, Prentice had never achieved an out of body experience during sex. He had never felt this open and…free. “Please…” He didn’t know who he was begging or what he was begging for. Probably for Lucy and Ki to put him out of his sweet misery and take him over the edge to that orgasmic realm where life and death met. Now he really knew why they called an orgasm the little death, and he hadn’t even come yet.

  He was close, though, so very close.

  Prentice felt Ki’s cock, hard and throbbing, inside him and his own cock pulsed in Lucy’s mouth in response. Then Ki slowly began to move, pumping his hips as he held Prentice in place with his hands pressed against Prentice’s abdomen and chest.

  Prentice found Lucy’s and Ki’s rhythm, rocking his hips back and forth between them, reflexively decelerating and accelerating as they did. When Ki finally struck that mythical place inside him, the male G-spot that Prentice had only heard about, Prentice stopped breathing for a moment before he completely lost it.

  He gushed into Lucy’s mouth with a hoarse shout, circling and grinding his hips until he thought he had released all his seed. He had more to give, however, when Ki sped his thrusts, his cock pounding against Prentice’s sensitive prostate until Prentice didn’t think he could take another stroke.

  Suddenly, Ki stiffened behind him, his hands tightening against Prentice’s torso as he came in Prentice’s ass with a low, drawn-out groan.

  Lucy licked her way up his shaft, sucking the last of his semen from the head of his cock until Prentice felt like he was bone dry. When she stood on her knees to face him, he saw her cheeks were flushed. He was impressed that she still had the capacity to blush after what she had just done, after what they all had just done.

  She averted her eyes, her blush growing.

  Prentice knew why and cupped her face with both hands. “Don’t run away.”

  “I’m not.”

  “You are. Come here and kiss me.”

  Her eyes widened and Prentice thought he had never seen a more beautiful sight.

  “Are you sure?” Lucy asked.

  “I’ve never been more sure.” He pulled her forward, kissed her hard and deep, tasting his musky flavor on her tongue. She curved her arms around his and Ki’s necks.

  Prentice felt her hand burrow through his hair while Ki nuzzled his nape. “Now your turn,” Prentice said.

  “My turn?” Lucy’s voice was soft and dreamy as Prentice rolled her nipples with his thumbs and softly kneaded her breasts.

  Silently, he grinned, sliding his hands down her sides and around her curvy body to grasp her ass and pull her against him.

  “Yes, that’s it,” Ki murmured in his ear, growing hard again inside Prentice.

  Prentice grunted, flexing his ass muscles around Ki’s hardening shaft as he teased Lucy’s pussy with his cock. Prentice was surprised he was already getting hard again. He had thought Lucy and Ki had wrung him completely dry.

  This was going to be hard and fast. He knew he wasn’t going to last long and he had a feeling that Ki wouldn’t either.

  Prentice thrust inside Lucy with one pure, long stroke, sliding home on a long moan.

  Ki he
ld him from behind and circled his hips as Lucy held him from in front and squeezed her pussy muscles tight around his cock.

  Prentice had never been in the middle of a more possessive, sensual sandwich before and he cherished every moment of the closeness, something else he had never shared with anyone.

  His cock throbbed inside Lucy in concert with Ki’s cock throbbing inside him and Prentice slowly began to rock his hips.

  Lucy and Ki easily followed his rhythm, moving in tandem. The friction the three of them created was more than enough to send Prentice over the edge, coming with a hoarse shout for the second time in minutes.

  He shuddered in Lucy’s and Ki’s arms, cushioned between them as he slowly came back down to earth.

  Prentice opened his eyes to Lucy raining kisses on his face. He caught her lips with his, plunging his tongue to meet hers as he fondled her breast with one hand and reached down between where they were still joined with the other. She hadn’t come yet, but from her fierce pants he could tell she was close. When Prentice began flicking and pressing her swollen clit with his thumb, she violently climaxed as if an explosion had detonated inside her.

  He held her through her orgasm, her body a soft slick paradise in his grasp.

  Prentice eased out of Lucy, maintaining eye contact the entire while, worshipping her with his gaze the way he worshipped her with his hands. When the time came for him to pull out, he did it slowly, watching as she lowered herself to the mattress and gave him a sleepy smile.

  “I love being inside you,” Ki whispered.

  He felt so right there, fit so perfectly, that Prentice had almost forgotten Ki was inside him until he had made his declaration and began to disengage.

  Their uncoupling affected Prentice like he imagined losing a limb would feel. The hollowness would have been even more profound had Ki not held Prentice so firmly and kissed his neck and shoulders through every step of his withdrawal.

  “Okay?” he asked Prentice again.

  Prentice smiled and leaned back into Ki, suddenly thinking of Rance and how different the two men were. They were so different, in fact, that he found it difficult to believe that Ki had been related to the man. Then he had another, more frightening thought that jolted his protective instincts to life.