Celestial's Love Machine [Celestial Nights 5] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting)

by Rebecca Joyce

  She laughed a satisfied chuckle of joy after she climaxed just as he directed. She noted the sparkle in his eyes. The flash of desire she saw in his eyes prompted her to get up from her position and sit on his lap. She kissed him, running her fingers through his midnight hair. He pushed her back on the bed and continued kissing, stroking, touching. Not a patient woman, and now even less so, she made her wishes known.

  “Please fuck me,” she whispered.

  “I thought you’d never ask,” he replied with dark eyes and a rueful grin. His tone implied it was going to be a frantic mating, which was precisely what the situation called for. Both had teased each other for the last hour, and she couldn’t take anymore. She needed him inside her. To be filled up with his thick cock, as he took control of her body once more.

  Aries thrust his cock inside her wet, aching pussy and she instinctively wrapped her legs around his hips. They held eye contact the entire time he was inside. Her hips rolled upward, seeking more while he repeatedly drove into and against her. Faster and harder she pulled herself into him, as he took his weight on elbows and knees. Not caring about anything anymore but him, Capri became louder as her climax approached. “Fuck me harder!” she cried, milking her orgasm and inducing his, clinging tightly to this man she had loved since childhood.

  Her demand was received as Aries held her hips in a tight grip, giving her no room to move. His grunts and forceful movements rocked her body, until he roared slamming into her one more time, before shooting streams of his creamy cum deep into her womb.

  Capri lay there under him, panting, desperately trying to catch her breath, as Aries gently pulled his softening cock from her body. He lay down next to her. He, too, was having a difficult time breathing. “That was incredible,” she gasped.

  “It was, wasn’t it?”

  “So what’s next?” she asked, turning to cuddle next to him.

  “Next, we put on our robes and I take you across the street.”

  “Why?”

  “I have a surprise for you.” He grinned cryptically and Capri smiled.

  After about ten minutes, Aries helped her up off the bed, after cleaning her up with a warm rag. He was attentive and graciously waited for her while she quickly brushed her hair. For some reason, she didn’t know what to expect, but she wanted to look presentable. She chuckled at that, considering she was only wearing a robe.

  Together, they walked out into the cold night air. The town was asleep as they made their way toward her home and business. She wasn’t surprised that this was where he was taking her, only she didn’t know why. However, she was soon to find out.

  He silently followed her up the back stairs of her building and was there to open the door for her. She walked into her apartment and froze.

  “Oh. My. Goddess,” she gasped in shock. Her apartment was covered in condoms!

  “What the hell, Aquarius!” Aries roared.

  “What?” Aquarius said, coming out of the kitchen carrying a platter of blueberry pancakes. “I did what you said.”

  “I said, decorate her apartment to show her how much we love her and respect her, not turn her apartment into a college frat party!”

  “Condoms show love and respect, you jackass,” Aquarius shouted back. “They say we care.”

  “You are such an idiot. I knew I should have done this myself.”

  “Then why didn’t you. Then I could have been the one fucking her. Instead, my mouth hurts from blowing all those things up. And don’t even get me started on the ones that exploded in my face. They hurt!”

  “I should hurt you!”

  “What’s stopping you?”

  Capri laughed as she looked around her apartment while the two loves of her life argued over the use and need of prophylactics, which made the whole thing even funnier. Neither had ever used a condom with her before, well she knew Aquarius hadn’t. Now that she thought about it, she was surprised, he knew how to take one out of the package. Regardless of the state of her apartment, she understood what they were trying to accomplish. They loved her. Truly loved her, and this was their way of letting her know. What made the scene even more endearing, was they were with her, and she knew that they would be for the rest of her life. They may not always get along, and she would have to be the referee at time when the brothers got into it, but she was okay with that. She couldn’t wait.

  Walking over to Aries, she kissed him and then Aquarius, putting a halt to their bickering. “I love it. Thank you.”

  “We love you, Capri,” Aries began. “We wanted to do something that showed you that. You’ve been there for my brother when I wasn’t, and I can never thank you enough for that. When I came home, you welcomed me back, when you had every right to be angry. You’re gracious, beautiful and full of love. Marry us, Capri. Allow us to spend the rest of our lives, taking care of you.”

  “Yeah, what he said,” Aquarius added, handing her the platter of blueberry pancakes.

  Capri looked up at him and questioned, “What are those for?”

  Aquarius grinned wickedly. “I figured while you’re saying yes, you can get started.”

  “Get started on what?” she asked, curiously.

  Aquarius removed his apron and smiled. “You owe me a week’s worth of pancake blowjobs, baby, my little celestial love machine.”

  THE END

  ABOUT THE AUTHOR

  Rebecca Joyce is your typical housewife and mother. The daughter of a retired military service member, Rebecca tries to incorporate the sights, smells, and adventures of her travels, but mainly she writes of the buff, gorgeous men she drooled after in her teen years! There is just somethin’ about a man in uniform…WOW!

  Growing up in the military, Rebecca Joyce, along with her family, moved from state to state, enjoying the never-ending game of “where are we moving to next?”—which happened every two to three years! After high school, Rebecca met and married her own military service member and now devotes her time to her husband and children.

  Her “spawn,” as she lovingly calls them, demand and expect a lot of her attention. When she is not catering to the whims of her family, Rebecca spends her quiet time reading or writing.

  As an avid reader from an early age, Rebecca decided to try her hand at writing while her husband was away on a deployment to pass the time. Since then, she finds time in her hectic day to scribble her hopes, wishes, and dreams.

  Though her real life sometimes interferes with her imaginative life, Rebecca tries to balance each with wit, sarcasm, and humor… “Screwing up takes practice…I think I’m well rehearsed!”

  Rebecca Joyce currently lives in the United States with her husband of twenty years and their three children.

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