When he tugged at my ear lobe with his teeth, I moaned, loving the shivers that ran through me, the feeling almost foreign to me.
That simple sound seemed to ignite the both of us and we were lost in fast pace kisses as our hands roamed over one another.
I didn't know when we'd ended up in the bed, but I didn't care. I was pumped with the dying need to be fucked, and I didn't want it to be ruined by the dark thoughts fighting to get through. Fighting to ruin the mood and what seemed to be the one chance I'd get to enjoy with Malachi before we went back to business at hand.
When his cock reached my entrance, the head of his length gathering my arousal as the perfect lube, I froze. The thoughts came crashing then, my fears and my screams, but I closed my eyes to try and shut it out. To shut them up from ruining this. I needed this!
"Crim."
I opened my eyes to see Malachi's calm expression, watching him lean down to give me a soft kiss on my lips. "Breathe and keep your eyes open. Just look only at me. Don't listen to anything else but the music and my breathing," he said softly.
My stalling didn't faze him, and the look on his face told me it never would. I could break down and cry and he'd comfort me and try to make this work. He knew how badly I wanted this. How desperate I was to have this one escape that I knew would lead to many others. I wanted him, and I couldn't let the past stop me anymore.
"Okay..." I whispered. With my approval, he slowly inched himself inside me. I bit my lip to hold back the moan that almost escaped. Malachi filled me up and more, and it felt ten times better than I'd expected. It didn't hurt like the past. It wasn't the reason why tears left my eyes.
I was crying because I was happy. I'd passed through another hurdle and now my real reward was enjoying this experience with a man who loved me. He didn't want to hurt me. He wanted to show me that sex was a pleasurable activity for the both of us. Sex wasn't a reward for being a good sport. It was an action that rewarded both parties with mutual agreements who cared for one another.
He leaned down and kissed me hungrily, while his thrusts moved in and out of me, building up the pleasure I'd been desperately yearning for. To reach a climax out of my own accord and not for someone else's satisfaction.
It wasn't long till my tongue darted into his mouth and caressed his. As one arm was wrapped around his neck to keep our bodies close, the other was playing with his smooth hair that I was so thankful he didn't cut for my sake.
Our hips moved at the perfect rhythm while our mouths were lost in passionate intense kisses. I didn't care about the tears that stained my cheeks, and I buried the fear into the ground where it belonged. I was safe in the arms of my lover and he wanted to give me as much pleasure as I could handle. I want every bit of it.
"Faster, Malachi," I moaned, and he didn't delay.
"Crim...sweet love, you feel amazing," Malachi growled.
Our eyes never left each other, and I felt the familiar coiling in my stomach as my pent-up pleasure began to build stronger and stronger. My moans were loud and quick, and Malachi's were just as loud as he moved faster. My hips moved to meet each thrust halfway, and we let our bodies do the talking. To exchange our feelings and ultimate passion for one another.
"Crim. Crim....Crim." Malachi repeated my name over and over again and earned him a moan from me as I tried desperately not to cum so soon. I wanted us to cum together, to experience the pleasure we'd both been waiting for.
"Malachi...I'm...going to cum. Ah. More. More!" I begged, pulling his head down to smash his lips against mine. Our moans were muffled in each other's mouths, and I closed my eyes as I struggled with every nerve within me to hold back.
Malachi broke the kiss to grunt and he moved even faster, thrusting in and out of me as his breathing quickened. "Crim...fuck, cum baby," he ordered, thrusting himself so deeply that was all it took to throw me over the edge—the intense orgasm washing over me with such power and strength, I screamed his name in pleasure.
"Malachi!"
"Crimson!"
His load shot inside me, filling me whole as I arched my back and let the aftershocks take over me. We both collapsed on the dark red sheets, Malachi pulling out slowly before he shifted to rest on his side.
He didn't delay in pulling me into his arms, his body heat giving me the comfort I needed as I cried. "Shh, it's okay Crimson," Malachi whispered into my ear and I nodded, holding him tightly.
"Thank you, Malachi. Thank you so much."
He kissed my forehead and comforted me while I shed what felt like the last of my tears.
I could feel pleasure again. I'd be able to share myself with the others again. I would eventually return to normal, and that simple thought was the bringer of happiness.
I would be just fine.
"That should be good. No more scars here," Haru announced, sounding relieved but tired.
Looking over my shoulder to look at the mirror, a small smile formed on my lips as I stared at my perfectly smooth skin, not a scar in sight.
"Haru...that's amazing." My voice was barely a whisper and I felt so grateful to him. I would be able to wear whatever I want and not worry about prying questions from people about the large and multiple scars on my back or thighs.
Haru and I were in my bedroom and he'd been doing a final examination of my wounds. I didn't think he'd actually be able to get rid of my scars when he suggested it since healing took a lot of work and energy.
Today was another rest day and I was scolded into relaxing and essentially not lifting a finger. Malachi and I hadn't come home until early in the morning after another round of amazing shower sex. The moment my head hit the soft pillows of my bed, I was out and didn't wake up until Haru and Quil had to wake me up to eat lunch.
It was just us three today at the shrine. James was guarding since he lost at Rock-Paper-Scissors, and Aki and Malachi were having a training session with ChiyoChi. Itsuki and Yoshi were at the palace helping with the clean up and making sure the riots were under control for the day.
Since the bombing at the palace, the people of Homatomashi weren't having any more of it and were now rioting in the streets. It was soon called the "March for Peace Movement" and the existence of N.R.O went public real fast. Of course, many of us already knew about N.R.O, but now that people realized Yomato the Emperor was at risk, they weren't putting up with it.
It was a good thing to have so many people's support, but it also brought up the many risks of innocent people getting involved. With all this happening, we had to start thinking whether we even had eight weeks left before facing N.R.O.
I personally doubted it, but James stated he'd look into it and see if there would be an opening. N.R.O. always did some type of celebration of their creation during this time of year, which meant their defense would be lowered to at least 50%.
To White-Eyes’ knowledge, I'd been severely hurt by the bomb incident and was on "life support" so, to James’ assessment, White-Eyes was celebrating more than ever and not caring about the little marches going on.
We wanted to get him off guard and that was what the guys were working on. I didn't like that I was being left out of the planning, but I would be useless if I didn't follow instructions and actually rest up.
After a few days of resting, I'd be able to go back to training and preparing for our ambush. Besides, I liked that I got to hang out with Haru and Quillian today.
Quillian had gone downstairs to make something quickly for James, which was really cute. Was I going to tease him about it? Hell ya! At least they hadn't killed one another yet.
I turned my attention back to Haru who sighed. "Now just your thighs and we'll be done."
I frowned at his pale expression and patted the spot next to me on the bed. "We can do it later. You're pale, Haru."
He blinked and looked in the mirror to see if what I said was true. "Maybe five-minutes rest."
I gave him a look, but he just smiled and sat next to me, slipping his hand into mine. "You okay?"
"Yes. Better than okay. I...didn't think you'd be able to heal the scars. I'm really grateful, Haru," I whispered.
He smirked and leaned over to give me a sweet kiss on my lips. "You're welcome."
"I hope he chokes and dies on a fish bone."
We both looked to the doorway to see Quillian enter and close the door, looking peeved as ever. "Always has to act like a smart ass."
"I'm assuming James gave you an intellectual way of saying thank you?" Haru questioned with a grin.
"He can go fuck himself," Quil huffed and pulled his shirt off. "I had to put clothes on because of him and he can't even say thanks. I'm gonna kick his ass one day. Just you wait."
"Uh huh," I replied, my eyes more interested in his lovely abs than whatever he just said.
"There you go distracting Crimson again." Haru chuckled and I blushed, looking away to hide my flushed cheeks.
"I wasn't distracted!"
"What did he just say?" Haru asked.
"Um...something, something James sucks. I'm putting clothes on." I dropped my gaze to the white towel around my waist. It was easier for Haru to work with me not wearing clothes, but now that he was done with my back, I could at least wear a shirt or something.
"Is Haru done with your thighs?" Quil asked.
"Not yet. I was taking a breather," Haru admitted. "I think I've been using my power a bit too often."
"Yomato told you to slow down," Quil noted.
Haru shrugged. "I am resting."
"Sure." Quil rolled his eyes, but then his gaze lingered on me for a long moment. "It's just her thighs left, right?"
"Yup," Haru replied.
I smiled and turned slightly so Quil could see my back. "The scars are gone, Quil. See?"
His expression softened as a smile formed on his lips. "Looks perfect," he praised and walked over to where Haru and I were both sitting on the bed.
"Haru you did a good job."
"Of course I did."
"You're overconfident." Quil sighed but still looked super happy. He stood in front of me and leaned down to give me a deep kiss. "I think we should finish your thighs though."
"Are you gonna help?" Haru asked with a raised eyebrow.
"I could," Quil replied with a seductive grin that made my stomach flip. My Kitsune poked her head from her curled up position, her ears twitching in excitement. She then stood and started running around excitingly.
Great. My Kitsune is encouraging me to have fun sexy times.
"I think Crimson's Kitsune's excited." Haru chuckled when I tuned back into what he said.
"She is not!" I countered.
"Your ears and tails are out even with your hair up," Quil pointed out.
I groaned, noticing the twitch of my ears, and looked back to see the six tails that were now out. I mentally cursed. Really? Couldn't at least wait till I put clothes on. Now my towel isn't doing much justice on my backside.
My Kitsune stopped to stare at me with those cute eyes of hers and once again I gave up trying to scold her. You're such a promoter.
She happily replied and began rolling around impatiently. Haru and Quil exchanged a look before Quil sat down on my left side.
He reached out and tugged the ribbon gently, loosening it until it fell from its hold, releasing my long silver and black locks that now reached my lower back.
I'd yet to decide if I would cut it or at least trim it, but the benefits of long hair when it came to other pleasurable things was beginning to excite me.
"I guess you don't need this anymore," Quil whispered before he leaned over to kiss me. I moaned in response, unable to stop the low sound while I slowly closed my eyes and kissed him back.
I didn't know why I was so comfortable with kissing him so deeply when Haru sat right next to me, but the thought of having them both sitting next to me was making my imagination go wild. And I’m not sure if I wanted to stop whatever was brewing between the three of us.
We broke the kiss and I turned to see Haru's pleased smile before he leaned in to give me a steamy kiss of his own. Now I was really excited and had to squeeze my thighs together in an attempt to ignore the pulsing arousal going on between my legs. I didn't want to give myself away, but I also didn't want this to end.
I always wondered what a threesome would be like, and now that the potential option was there, I was curious and wanted to experience it with these two men.
There was still a little fear trickling inside me, but this time I shut it down right away. I wanted this now, and I wasn't going to let the past hinder me. Malachi had already proven that he and the guys wanted what was best for me, and I wanted to be able to return the favor by pleasing them for taking care and loving me for who I'd become.
We broke our kiss to catch our breaths. "Can...we um...do more of that?" I whispered, feeling slightly embarrassed for asking. I didn't know how this was going to work, as it was already beginning to make me slightly nervous.
Haru grinned and Quil smirked. "We'll lead the way, Crimson," Haru soothed.
"Just have faith in us." Quil winked. He leaned in to whisper in my ear while Haru stood and removed his shirt. "And if you need to stop at any time, you say so. Understood?"
"Hai," I replied, staring into his eyes to assure him I was actually listening and not distracted by his husky voice that was doing more than just tempting me—tingles running through my lower region once more.
"I bet we could multitask," Haru suggested, and I turned my gaze just as he lowered his boxers and revealed his long length. Damn...
When I'd given him a hand job at the hot springs, I knew he had a long length, but damn, I was impressed. And I already had a grasp of what Quil's looked like from my vivid dreams and a few glimpses after our shared bath time.
Quil rose and lowered his shorts and boxers in one go, and I couldn't move my gaze away from his cock, giving it the same attention as I did Haru's.
Double Damn...
I licked my lips and my gaze moved back and forth between to the two of them, unsure who to please first.
Quil chuckled. "You don't need to choose, Crimson."
"I don't? I can't...well um, how am I supposed to please the both of you?"
"A few ways," Haru replied with a pleased smile. "But first, thighs Crim." He moved back to sit next to me, as did Quil, and I couldn't help but stare at Haru's cock and notice how hard it was. How am I going to concentrate?
"Crim."
I turned my head toward Quil, who reached out and slid his hand across my cheek, steadying my head before he pulled me into a deep kiss. My mind completely forgot my question and I shivered at Haru's warm touch; his hand landed on my chest and slowly trailing down between my breasts to gently tug at my towel.
I felt the soft fabric leave me, but I wasn't worried as I continued to kiss Quil as he slipped his tongue into my mouth.
I moaned at Haru's touch, as he took my perky breast into his mouth and began to suck it while his hand slowly trailed down my stomach down to my right thigh.
Quil bit my bottom lip and I opened my eyes as he tugged it softly, his hungry gaze locked onto mine. My eyes fluttered closed and another moan escaped me when Quil's free left hand began to fondle my left breast just as Haru's right hand grew warm at my thigh, telling me he was truly multitasking, which was both impressive and damn sexy.
I couldn't even think straight from all the different sensations running through me while Haru was somehow healing my thigh and expertly sucking on my breast at the same time, teasing my nipples. I couldn't ignore his left hand that was keeping me sitting up; his hand supported my back, but still made little swirls to add to all the teasing.
When Haru was finished giving my right breast some love and attention, he moved back up my body, leaving kisses behind before Quil and I broke our heated kiss.
They switched roles with ease as if they were on the same wavelength. Quil was still playing with my left breast but he now moved his hand down to my thigh, and it grew hot as h
e started healing me and amping my desire simultaneously. I didn't even delay in turning my head and smashing my lips against Haru's inviting ones.
This dual action was amazing, and I was so wet and throbbing, I was dying to enjoy the both of them if that was possible. I'd never done anal, and I still didn't know if I was ready for it. I was willing to try it if the guys were down for it and I didn't freak out.
When Quil was done, Haru broke the kiss and we pressed foreheads together while we caught our breaths.
"I...really want both of you...but I’ve..never really done two guys before," I confessed, and pulled back to stare at anything but their gazes.
I didn't know if that was something shifters were qualified to do, and I'd been pretty satisfied with one on one, but having a threesome felt like a next level adventure that I really wanted to attempt.
It could have been a stupid way of beating down my fear even further within myself and eventually conqueror it, but now that I had the courage, I really wanted to try it.
"Like, I don't know if I'm ready for it, but I want to try." I glanced down and noticed the scars that were once on my thighs were gone, which made me smile as I reached out to touch the smooth skin.
"Crimson."
I looked up to see the both of them sporting broad smiles that warmed my heart.
"Let's try it," Quil whispered.
"And I'll make it as least painful as I can." Haru winked, causing a blush to rise on my skin but also putting a smile on my face.
"Arigato guys," I whispered, thankful that my scars were gone. It felt as if this was like a mini celebration and I was about to enjoy it with Quil and Haru.
I stood and ran my hands through my hair, my tails vanishing from sight but ears remaining in place. I noticed the guy's eyes taking their sweet time enjoying my naked body before Quil moved to my front side and wrapped his arms around my waist.
"You want to do this standing?" he asked.
"I...don't know," I admitted, thinking about it for a moment. "I think maybe laying down would be easier?"
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