Heidi didn’t seem concerned. She seemed lighthearted in her post-orgasmic bliss. She didn’t even pull her skirts back down over her thighs, and her pussy lips bulged on either side of the strip of her flimsy drawers. “You’re just a devil, Niko. You do know that this house isn’t on the pentalpha map. There’s no reason to place any stone here.”
“Of course he knows,” Rémy said wearily as he stared at the ceiling. “He’s the one with the map.”
“Yes,” acknowledged Niko, “but it has made me wonder if we cannot strengthen our bond by coupling. I just ingested a mortal’s seed.”
Heidi giggled. “You sound like a cooking show.”
Niko went on. “This makes Rémy part of me now. Does it not stand to reason that it helps make me more fully mortal?”
Rémy sat up, bright-eyed. “That makes complete sense to me. We need to cement these stones as firmly as possible, and I don’t think it matters if we do it on a spot that’s not on the pentalpha. We need to finish the pentalpha, of course. How many more stones do we need to place?”
“One,” Niko said ominously. He knew where the final stone would be placed—back at St. Louis Cemetery in the Free People of Color section where Sabine lay. “We can easily get that one last spot before midnight tonight.”
Rémy slid his hand up Heidi’s thigh. When his fingertips brushed the furry outer lips of her muff, she jumped and hissed like a hot griddle. That seemed to please Rémy. “Heidi, you’re raring to go. I think you could use a few stones placed inside of you.”
“Oh yes,” she giggled. “I’m as wide open as the sky above. You gave me the climax of my life, Rémy. You’re very talented with your tongue.”
Was Niko imagining things, or did Rémy look as though he blushed? Niko couldn’t envision this masher, this man about town, blushing when a lady referred to a sex act, but he sure looked like he was. Maybe to take the focus off that, Rémy lobbed the real bomb then. “Niko. Why don’t you fuck Heidi? I’ll just watch. I’m all wore out for the time being, but you’re not.”
Scarcely believing his ears, Niko of course leaped right to it. Kneeling between Heidi’s outspread feet, he put one hand on each of her knees. “Is that all right, Heidi? I believe it will ground me more fully in the present moment, to couple with you.”
With one arm flung lazily above her head, Heidi was the picture of relaxation. Niko recalled the last time he lay with a woman. She was the mother of one of his students, and they both said it could never happen again. Their attraction had been strong, unexpressed for months, and one wild afternoon of abandon was all it took for potential disaster to crash down around them. Women had seemed forbidden ever since, one strong reason Niko had next been attracted to Michel Dugrasse. Unlike Abigail, Michel wasn’t married, although they still had to hide their Greek love from the world.
“Of course it’s all right, my dearest. I think Rémy is being sweet, letting you go first. Isn’t that right, Rémy?”
“That’s right,” Rémy agreed good-naturedly. “Anything to keep our boy rooted in the present. Get up on it, man! We’ve got a cemetery to go to.”
Smiling lazily, Heidi reached for the belt of Niko’s dressing gown. He’d borrowed it from Rémy to don after bathing. He supposed he would need to buckle down and buy some of the strange, scratchy modern clothes, but right now his 1855 clothes were in the clothes washing machine, hopefully not bashed into smithereens. “I want to see you,” she drawled, “all of you. You feel perfectly mortal to me, Monsieur Valdés. Oh! Yes, perfectly mortal.”
Niko had removed his arms from the overly large dressing gown sleeves, and the robe had fallen to the mattress. His erect cock sprang out, making it obvious how hot he’d gotten by gorging himself on Rémy’s penis. Now it was the sight of the relaxed, “wide open” woman that got to him, and Niko bent at the waist to lift Heidi’s dress by the hem. He had taken a few chemises off women in his time, and this garment was no different. Underneath, she wore a very small corset that she unhooked behind her, and she was completely nude to the eyes of the world.
He could sense her embarrassment, although he didn’t know what she had to be embarrassed by. Coming from Everlost had given Niko more sensitivity to the feelings of others. Perhaps it was that cross to bear. Perhaps listening to Sabine and Leclerc shouting for supremacy inside his head made him more aware of the feelings of others. But this time, when she reclined back on the mattress, she didn’t fling her arms above her head. She tried to cover her white belly with a hand.
“You’re beautiful, Heidi,” Niko assured her, sliding his knees around the backs of her thighs. He rubbed her button with his thumb, making her jump and suck in air, and hopefully forget about being self-conscious.
“I don’t feel that beautiful,” she whispered.
“Why not? You have pretty red-blonde hair.” He stroked her breast with the back of his hand, and the nipple puckered into a little bud. “Your skin is the whitest.”
“That’s the problem. White skin is not desirable in our day and age.”
Niko frowned. “Why not? Gens de couleur libres take pride in their creamy, dark skin, but European women enjoy being as white as parchment.”
From the corner of his eye, he saw as well as felt Rémy crawl across the mattress toward him. Positioning himself behind Niko as though thinking of fucking him—Niko’s cock twitched with excitement at that thought—Rémy grabbed a handful of Niko’s ass and squeezed.
Heidi said, “I burn if I go into the sun. That’s why I wore that hat and sunglasses all day today, and that light sweater. And…I won’t draw any more attention to my features that I dislike. Maybe nineteenth-century men don’t notice the things we do.”
“Yes,” Niko agreed, “do not belittle yourself.” He bent again to flick a tongue over her tight nipple. This also offered Rémy his ass, which Rémy promptly spanked. Loudly.
Niko grunted with Heidi’s nipple between his teeth, and she held his head to her breast. “Oh, yes,” she cooed, squirming beneath him. “Slap his round, meaty ass, Rémy. I like to watch the two of you together.”
“Much obliged,” drawled Rémy, slapping Niko’s haunch again and again. Rémy’s other hand snaked around and gripped Niko’s cock at the root, squeezing sensuously, sending thrills shooting through Niko’s pelvis.
Living in the twenty-first century has many things to recommend it. Niko lapped furiously at Heidi’s breast as Rémy stroked his prick. Rémy slid his hand up to the glans and used the pearly drop of ejaculate as a lubricant to fondle his penis fully. Niko had never made love to two people at once, and it was almost overwhelming. He was almost a bit relieved when Rémy pushed on his backside, urging his cock into Heidi’s slick slit.
Niko slipped into Heidi effortlessly, and with one lunge he’d filled her to the hilt. Her eyes widened in surprise—maybe she hadn’t been properly fucked in a while.
“Oh, Lord!” she whispered, slapping her hands around his hips to guide him. “I didn’t think I could take a cock so big. But I’m so wet and hot for you, it doesn’t even bother me.”
Niko set up a nice, rhythmic thrust, impaling her deeply against her womb, then drawing himself out until he nearly fell from her. Rémy encouraged him by smacking his ass with an open palm. The cracks resounded loudly in the room, making Niko flush with shame. He’d never enjoyed that sort of cruel, savage play he had often heard about. One lover had wanted to bind his wrists, but coming from a heritage of slavery, Niko had not wanted to participate, and the man had gone away.
Now he found himself enjoying the warmth that spread through his ball sac whenever Rémy struck him. It enhanced his drive, his lust for reaming Heidi’s slick quim. Niko could see how the three of them could enact many, many different combinations of lovemaking scenarios. The possibilities really were endless, and it added to his ambition to succeed in becoming fully human again. Niko could really, genuinely see the three of them living together in this sort of ménage à trois for, well, forever.
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�Forever” was a foreign concept to him at the moment. He’d been stuck in the hellish in-between realm of Everlost for so long, he had ceased to have any useful concept of time. But right now, “forever” was music to his ears.
“Fuck me, Niko,” Heidi begged now. He leaned on the heels of his palms and swiveled into her, his thighs spread wide underneath her flanks. Every time he plunged into her, her eyelids would shudder. And she would beg. It was very appealing and wrenched Niko’s heart every time. “Oh, please, don’t stop. Do it, Niko. Do it.”
He got down on his forearms to feel closer to her. Their pubic bones mashed together with every thrust. Heidi’s mouth hung slackly as she arched her back, the better to allow him to impale her on his cock. He brushed his lips across the satin of her throat, muttering nasty things as well. “Ah, Heidi, your cunt feels like velvet wrapped around my cock. You are the epitome of a curvy, lusty woman. Who would not want to sink their prick into such lush sweetness? You are wide open, a willing receptacle for my semen.”
She seemed to laugh then at what was probably considered his stiff, formal speech. But he was getting the hang of it. “Ah, Niko. Your long, fat cock fills me to the brim. But I want more. More, more.”
“I’ll give you more, all right,” Niko snarled, taking a bite from her downy soft neck. “I’ll fill you to overflowing, ma chère. You will be crying out for more of my enormous phallus.”
Heidi wasn’t laughing now as he corkscrewed his hips into her. He felt the seed surge up the underside of his cock and was about to surrender to it when a blunt, rounded instrument was pressed to his anus. Gasping, he paused, his cock twitching inside Heidi’s heat. What was that devil Rémy up to now? Was he actually going to fuck him? Every inch of Niko’s skin was alight with anticipation. Rémy rotated the blunt object, and Niko knew it wasn’t his cock.
The hard, solid wood slid easily into Niko’s asshole. It was a dowel of some sort, an improvised dildo Rémy must have been inspired to utilize. Rémy grabbed his hip and held him still as he inserted the object farther, instantly seeking out the responsive spot behind the scrotum where the ecstasy would be unbearable.
Rémy curled his torso around Niko’s while murmuring endearments and kissing the back of his neck, his shoulders. “Mon chere, do you know how good you look buried balls deep inside Heidi? The slope of your ass…crying out to be filled…the width of your shoulders, dying to be bitten. Here, let me massage you in just the right spot, so you can unload your balls inside that sweet woman.”
As promised, Rémy jiggled the wooden handle inside Niko. He had found the exact right spot, and he played it well, his other hand slipping around the curve of Niko’s ass to manhandle his balls, manipulating his scrotum in the way only men knew of. He handled his testicles with ease as though he’d been born to it, like Michel had been.
Heidi started murmuring, too. “That’s good, Rémy. Fuck Niko, too. Shove that inside him. You know you’re going to make him come—ah!”
Niko erupted in an enormous blast of seed. The release was instantaneous, ecstatic, pure bliss spreading through his loins. His cock twitched in spurt after spurt of hot seed, his ecstasy compounded by knowing how deeply he was buried inside Heidi. Rémy could probably feel his rectum clutching at the wooden dildo, because he fell to muttering obscene words of encouragement.
“That’s it, Niko…shoot your whole load inside Heidi. Come on. More, more.” He screwed the dildo around while wiggling it against the spot of bliss. “Give Heidi more of your jizz. Fill her ’til you’re fucking her in a sea of jizz. That’s it. You know you like having your tight ass filled like this with something big, long, and stiff.”
Before long, Niko found himself gasping for air, his mouth glued to Heidi’s throat. “Mon Dieu! Sacre merde. Desist, Rémy. Desist at once!”
Rémy chuckled and gave the dildo a few good screws before relenting and slowly sliding it out. Niko could now pant freely as his cock finished draining into Heidi. She held his head to her chest, affectionately squeezing him. The mattress bounced as Rémy left the bed, presumably to go to the necessary. The big bedroom had its own bathroom, an unheard-of luxury.
“You know what, Niko? I think I love you. Yes, I do! I think I’ve fallen in love with you. Is that what you need, to keep you in our present? That happens a lot in fairy tales. Sleeping Beauty can only be awakened by the kiss of a beloved prince. Or wait, is that Cinderella?” She snorted in exasperation. “I didn’t get much of the usual childhood things.”
“Yes, I think Sleeping Beauty was awakened by a prince after slumbering for a hundred years.” He raised himself on his elbows and looked down at her. She was all ironed-out, smooth, free of worry, and looked more beautiful than ever. “I know this wrenching feeling in my heart, too, Heidi. I last felt it for Michel Dugrasse, and now I feel it for you. It is love. But what about Rémy? We can’t lock him out. Remember, we’re forever entwined with each other.”
Heidi squirmed salaciously beneath him. His cock was deflating and nearly slipped out, but it came to life when she squeezed it with her inner quim muscles. “Oh no, I wasn’t thinking of locking Rémy out at all! But you know, he’s so damned handsome and rich, he can get any woman he wants. He asked me to move into this house. I’m pretty sure I said yes. I don’t think we need to worry about him. Ouch! What’s this?”
Heidi dug a hand around between the small of her back and the bed. Niko took this opportunity to disengage with her and sit back on his ass, a mass of relaxed muscles. He’d worked up an appetite again.
“Oh! It’s one of Rémy’s eleke beads. Hah! Now I’m the Princess and the Pea, feeling this tiny thing beneath me.”
Niko frowned. “That’s odd. Rémy’s wearing his eleke. How could just one bead have fallen off?”
“Oh, Rémy’s been dropping those eleke beads everywhere we go. The leather thong they’re on must need a bigger knot. I’ve been seeing these red beads on the ground pretty much every time we make a stop.”
The hairs rose on the back of Niko’s neck as a creeping feeling came over him. “Wait. Could not…couldn’t a bead be considered a stone?”
Heidi shrugged carelessly, rolling the bead between thumb and forefinger. “I suppose. Why?”
Niko’s suspicion deepened. He got onto his knees and took the red bead from Heidi. “Don’t you see? We didn’t need to make love at every pentalpha point. All we needed to do was to place one of Rémy’s eleke beads!”
Heidi’s jaw dropped as she, too, sat upright. Not taking her frozen eyes from Niko’s, she grabbed the bead back from him. “Shitpickle, Niko. I think you’re onto something. Hey, Rémy!”
Niko twisted his torso to view Rémy, who had just come back into the bedroom. Seeing that Rémy’s cock was up again at half-mast, Niko’s pride in bringing that about took precedence over his anger at being cheated. Shirtless, Niko could see that Rémy must be very athletic. His pectorals, deltoids, and biceps were very clearly defined, like those of cowboys or warehousemen, workers in the field, although Niko doubted very much Rémy did any of those things. And his long, thick phallus hung from his fly, pulsating almost imperceptibly. He leaned against a dresser as though he knew how beautiful he looked.
“Rémy,” Heidi went on eagerly, replacing her little corset around her breasts. “We think we figured something out. We didn’t need to have sex at all at any of those places! Can you imagine? Well, I wouldn’t say it was all for nothing, because I don’t regret a second of it. But we think the real key to the pentalpha is your eleke beads! Yes, I’ve seen them on the ground almost everywhere we go. Didn’t your necklace break? Yet you’ve been wearing it all day.”
“Oh!” Rémy dug into the pocket of his denim trousers. “You mean these beads? Yes, it broke, but I fixed it, as you can see. I just shoved the extra beads into my—hey. There is a hole in this pocket.”
Heidi jumped up and down on her knees. “See? We figured it out, Niko! That’s how the beads have been falling out—stones being placed.”
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sp; Niko wasn’t so fast to let Rémy off that easily. Standing, he retied the dressing gown belt so he was decent. “I’m just wondering…could it be that Rémy knew of this the entire time? Monsieur, were you dropping those beads on purpose?”
Yes, Rémy’s nervous chuckle definitely had a guilty ring to it. “What? Why would I be doing that?”
“Why?” countered Niko. “Why indeed! No reason at all other than to gain sexual favors from both of us! When did you figure out it was the eleke beads the pentalpha demanded, and not our sexual congress?”
“But I don’t admit that!” cried Rémy, coming forward aggressively. “Why should I admit something that isn’t true?” Suddenly, though, he held up his hands in a surrendering stance. “Okay, okay. It did cross my mind. I don’t know for a fact that it’s true, but it did cross my mind. I thought there was probably no big loss if, just to make sure, I tossed a few beads every time we came to a pentalpha point. But I am not admitting any duplicity! How do we know for a fact this is the truth?”
Heidi was standing, too, stepping back into her dress. “We don’t know it’s true.” She shot Niko an ungrateful look. “We might never know, so it’s better that we covered all our bases.”
“Yes!” Rémy leaped to agree with Heidi. “Yes! We don’t know, so better safe than sorry.”
“I suppose,” grumbled Niko. He started heading back to the hallway to see if his clothes were done in the clothes machine. “I still think you could’ve shared your hunches with us, just to lay all your cards on the table and prove you’re an honest man.”
“But I had no idea!” cried Rémy. “I had no proof either way.”
“Yes,” fumed Niko. “So you might as well convince us that erotic favors are the way to place the stones, right?”
“It was my idea, if you recall,” said Heidi. “I think I came up with it first.”
“Hey,” Rémy said in a new, darker tone. “You lost nothing by it. It wasn’t like I talked you into sucking my cock or anything. All you did was pleasure this fine woman here. You gained everything, the way I see it.”
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