by Lucy Auburn
Though his tongue was clever, it wasn’t enough. Drawing back, I looked down into his questioning eyes and said, “Your cock. I want it inside me.”
He made a low sound, somewhere between a growl and a grunt, and rose swiftly to his knees. “Lie back on the bed. I’m going to make good on my promise to fuck you until you scream.”
I had no doubt. I sat on the bed and scooted back until my shoulders hit the headboard, parting my legs wide to make room for him. Elah crawled up after and grabbed my thighs, pulling me towards him effortlessly. He leaned down and sought my mouth to his, our kiss sloppy with a desire to be together. I felt weak and trembling with the desire to have him inside me; all I could think about was what it would be like to be filled by him, raw and strong, to lose myself inside him.
Those glowing eyes of his made me certain that his thoughts ran in the same direction. As his hips dipped down until our pelvises met, he grabbed his cock and guided it against my lips. I gasped into his mouth as he pressed the tip of it against my lips and teased me with it until I felt gaping and hungry to have it inside me.
Pulling back, he looked at me with a raw expression. There was no need for words as he thrust his hips forward and guided himself into me. I cried out softly at the exquisite fullness of it, drawing him in. I wrapped my legs around his torso and pulled him forward, trembling at the feeling of him piercing me deeply. He went slow, his arms braced on either side of me, but I could see from the look on his face that he wanted to ravage me—to fuck his way inside me and never stop.
So I grabbed him and urged him on. Elah gasped as I clenched myself around his cock and leaned up to nibble at his jaw. He pumped his hips hard, bottoming out inside me, his back tense as he groaned against the pillow. My pussy was slick with desire for him, and despite his thickness it didn’t hurt at all. I felt our connection in a way I never had before; as he pulled out and thrust his way back in again, for a moment I swore my skin was almost as warm as his.
“This feels amazing,” he murmured against my neck, shuddering and thrusting in and out shallowly, his cock slick from being inside me. “I’m not sure I can last very long.”
I felt the edge of my orgasm tugging at me, so I murmured into his ear, “Let go inside me. I want to feel all of you.”
“I want it to be good for you too,” he said.
I dug my fingernails into his back, trembling at the thought of his powerful body and thick cock pummeling in and out of me. “Oh, it feels good.”
He kissed my lips again, then grabbed my leg and pushed it back so that he had a deeper angle. His other hand dug into my hip hard as he stared down at me and fucked me with abandon. Looking up into his face, at the way his jaw relaxed and his eyes glowed near-white with pleasure, I felt like I was seeing all of him. And I moaned at how wet and full it made me feel, pressing up against him and seeking my orgasm as the friction sent sparks through me.
It wasn’t hard to find, with a man like Elah inside me. He dove deep into my body with a strength and skill I’d never felt before. I gasped as his movements tugged at me and brought me over the edge, my entire body trembling and clenching around his cock as I orgasm.
His face was twisted up with agonized pleasure, and his thrusts came faster. I stared up at him as I came down from my own climax, and he sought his deep inside my body. He came suddenly, his body trembling, hand dropping my leg as he leaned down to kiss me through it.
And as he spilled himself inside me, I felt something wholly new and unfamiliar. It was like our connection, but—different, stronger. The amulet he’d given me was nestled between my breasts still, and it glowed all at once as Elah came inside me, pulsing with an inner light. On the carpet beside the bed, his own amulet sent up a brief beacon of light and magic.
Elah murmured against my mouth, “It’s done, fiancée.”
“Just like that.” I stared up at him in wonder, pushing a strand of black hair away from his forehead. “We’re engaged.”
He sealed it with a kiss, still trembling against me and inside me, and I savored the moment. The taste of him on my tongue was a familiar one by now, ash and fire, everything I wanted. He rolled off me but pulled me close, looking into my eyes as he relaxed into the bed.
Moments later, I heard the shower turn off, and looked up towards the bathroom door. Elah murmured, “I should go check on Fira.”
“You’re leaving?”
He kissed my cheek. “I’ll be back once I’ve taken her to the stables. I had my first time with you all to myself—it’s only fair that the detective should, too.”
“Don’t dawdle,” I said, stroking the side of his jaw. “I’ll miss you while you’re gone.”
He chuckled, pulling on his clothes with care, the amulet going on last. “If you need me, just say my name three time. Fiancée.”
“Fiancé,” I echoed, wonder and delight in my voice. I laid back in the sheets as he left, naked and sated—mostly.
He’d only been going for a moment when Leon walked out of the bathroom, a cloud of steam behind him. His hair was wet, and he wore only a towel slung long on his hips, every muscle of his chest and abdomen glistening with droplets of water.
“Finally,” he said, his voice a deep rumble. “It’s our turn to play.”
37
Selena
The look in Leon’s eyes was unmistakable. His gaze roamed my body, taking in every exposed inch of me. I sat up and stared at his bare chest, resisting the urge to cross my arms over my breasts or clamp my legs together. I could see from the look in his eyes that he wanted me.
“Next time, I’ll unwrap you myself. Tonight, I’m glad that we can get straight to what matters.” Reaching down, he loosened the wrap of his towel and let it fall off his hips, revealing his half-erect cock and the strong thighs on either side of it. I sat forward and licked my lips, but he roughly pushed me back. “Stay there. I’ll come to you.”
I gasped as his strong arms pulled me up the bed, one wrapped around my waist like a vice. His piercing blue eyes were shadowed in the dark, his skin damp against mine as he laid me out beneath him. As I leaned up to kiss him, I felt a low growl reverberate in his mouth, and was reminded that the man posed above me shared his body with a beast.
An impatient beast, at that. My thighs twitched as Leon reached down with one hand to part my lower lips and began to finger me. His thumb found and pressed against my clit, bringing me to life and pooling heat inside my groin. The fingers inside me curved and explored, pushing and pulling in and out with a purpose. As I tasted his duality and strength and reached up to roam his strong back with my hands, I realized with a start what he was doing: emptying out the climax of another man inside me, so he could push inside and claim me as his own.
Based on the hardened erection I felt brush against my abdomen, penetrating my warm and recently penetrated body had aroused him beyond belief. Breaking away from our kiss for a moment to look down at his magnificent hard cock, I licked my right palm and reached down to encircle it with my fingers, tugging at it. Leon groaned deep in his chest, his fingers moving at the same pace as my hand as we prepared each other for what was coming next.
He added another finger inside me, and I shuddered in delight at the feeling of it. But I wanted more, could feel the anticipation of it inside me. “I want you to fuck me,” I said against his mouth, my words blowing his black pupils wide with desire. “I’m ready for it. Now.”
In response, he made a low, possessive sound and opened his mouth to clamp around the side of my neck where the scar lived. I shuddered as he sucked on the sensitive new skin there, his fingers pulling out of me as he took his own cock from my hand so he could line it up between my thighs.
I gasped as I felt him brush against my entrance, and unbidden a thought came to my mind: that I could have him, and also another him at the same time. Staring up into his eyes, I bit my lip and boldly asked, “Is it going to be just you tonight?”
A wicked smirk played at the edges of his lips,
and for a moment I could see where Leo got his bawdy sense of humor. There was a wild creature inside Leon that he kept at bay.
He said, “I wasn’t sure if you wanted to have both of us at once so soon after consummating your engagement. Also,” he added, “Leo can be a bit of a loose cannon. He’s been begging me for this for so long that he just might get obnoxious if he actually gets it.”
I could just imagine. As little as I knew the detective’s double, he seemed to be a wild card all his own—one who might be fun if let loose in the bedroom, but rarely outside of it. “Why don’t you invite him here and find out,” I said, because as much as I wanted Leon inside me, this was a unique chance—and I wanted to try it. “Maybe we can find some use for him.”
“You asked for it.”
Moving back, Leon did something I’d never seen him do while naked before: he placed a hand against his chest and pulled his double out of himself. It was a dizzying moment, impossible to explain, that almost gave me a headache. When he was done, there was a second near-identical version of him standing inches away, the only difference about them the way Leon’s hair stood up from his head. They were the same, down to the erect cock.
Except for the attitude. Leo seemed to almost vibrate with oozing sexual tension as he said, “Finally.” His eyes pierced me with the same intensity as the detective’s, and I shivered at being laid bare by two of them at once. “Step aside, Hardass. I’ll take it from here.”
“I regret ever letting you meet Naomi,” Leon muttered, grabbing Leo’s arm and holding him back. “The lady decides. We do this together, or not at all.”
“Fine.” Leo’s eyes took me in, and though I knew he experience everything Leon did while they were joined, it felt like being stared at all anew. “I’ll take second string, as long as I get to be here. And she doesn’t freak out like that one girl did in college.”
I glanced over at Leon, who gave his double a brief nod. “Behave and I won’t put you away.”
“Great.” I could already feel the excitement inside me growing; I’d even looked up a position to help do this on my phone while we were at the restaurant having dinner. I’d imagined Elah here, but Leo would do just as well. “Get up on the bed and kneel on my chest. Leon, you stand at the foot of the bed.”
I smiled watching the two of them do as I said, their smooth, identical bodies a feast for my eyes. Scooting down the bed, I parted my legs for Leon, and he got into position against me with his cock lined up. Leo, meanwhile, put one leg on either side of my rib cage and thrust his cock between my breasts, eagerness in his eyes.
“Finally,” he murmured, reaching down to tweak my nipples so that I gasped, “a sexually adventurous woman.”
“Shut up,” I told him, and he smirked down at me. “Let’s get this started.”
“Gladly.”
I gasped, high-pitched and near a squeal, as Leon stroked inside my wet entrance all at once. His cock bottomed out inside me, the strength of his hips pushing me up on the bed. Leo reached up to trace his fingers on my mouth, then twisted around and found my clit with his thumb, rubbing against it as the detective pulled halfway out of me and fucked back in again.
I opened my mouth and craned my head up to take Leo’s cock inside, staring up at those naughty blue eyes of his as I sucked on the head. He put his hand on the side of my cheek and thrust deeper inside my mouth, then grabbed the base of his cock and worked up a rhythm.
Between my legs, Leon was working up a low growl in his chest. He grabbed my ankles and pushed them back so he could thrust deeper inside me. His double worked my clit harder, until I was clenching and spasming on the cock inside me, feeling my orgasm come on.
“That’s it,” Leon said, grunting and working faster and faster, his rhythm pressing our bodies together over and over again. My breasts bounced up and down as my body slid on the sheets with his motions. “Fuck, you’re so hot.”
Leo grunted as well and lifted his hips so that he could thrust deeper inside me. I moaned around his thick shaft, which tasted like power on my tongue. With two of them inside my body at once, I could feel the growing connection.
They both picked up speed, a slack look crossing Leo’s face. Then he reached back and grabbed Leon’s arm, murmuring, “Together.”
At first I didn’t realize what he was doing, until he disappeared back into Leon’s body and the detective cried out. He was approaching orgasm as he buried his shaft inside me with all his strength. Now one again, he reached down to work my clit with one hand as he fucked my body hard and fast. I whimpered at the sudden feeling of my climax taking over.
I closed my eyes and arched my back, letting my orgasm wash over me. Leon groaned, his hips stuttering as he poured himself inside me while my body clamped down in waves around his cock. His eyes bored into me, bright blue and full of pleasure. As he reached the end of his climax he leaned down and captured my lips in his own.
“That was amazing,” he said when he could speak again, gasping and twitching above me. I drew him close to my chest, enjoying the feeling of him emptying himself inside me. “When we came back together I could feel you sucking my cock while I fucked you. It was like being in two places at once.”
I shuddered with pleasure imagining how that felt. “We’ll have to do that more often, if Leo can behave himself.”
“Oh, we will,” Leon promised with a smirk. “In fact I think I can get him to shut up if I tell him you’re considering double penetration.”
I whimpered at the idea of having Leon and his double inside me at once, the same body in two places, each working me with expert precision. “We’ll build up to it,” I promised, reaching up to trace his mouth with my finger. “I also want to have you all to myself from time to time.”
“Me too.”
He kissed my forehead before falling to the bed beside me, and I pushed myself up so he could put his arms around me. We laid there for a while, twisted in dirty sheets, my mind going over all the other ways we could do this again: Leon and Elah, Leon and Leo, Leon and Leo and Elah. I imagined what it would be like to have them all to myself, and pleasure washed over me. Never would I have to deny myself again; I could be a succubus in their arms, known by them completely, and accepted.
I just had to tell them that I might be the Key.
I told myself I would do it later, after I’d tested the theory myself in some way, and had proven it was wrong—or right.
Leon stroked my hair with his hand, gentle and warm. Cautiously, he murmured, “There’s something we should talk about.”
“What?” I twisted up to look at him; there was a serious expression on his face. “You’re not pregnant now, are you.”
A brief flicker curled up his lips and went away. “No. It’s about everything you said earlier—about your mother.”
I swallowed. “What about her?”
“You know that what she did to you was abuse, right?” His voice was so soft that I had to look away, curling up around the middle of my body like I could protect myself from his words. “The things she forced you to do—and she was forcing you, Selena—they’re not your fault. She’s abusive.”
“Or just crazy,” I pointed out.
“One doesn’t excuse the other.” He combed my hair, soft and careful around the tangles. “I know that you’re afraid that Persephone being your mother might mean something for you. But just because you share half her DNA doesn’t mean that you’re going to turn into her. If anything, what you’ve been through and survived just proves that you’re different. You’re not her.”
I blinked as two tears, fat and warm, welled up in my eyes and slid down onto the sheets beneath us. “I know,” I said softly. “Or, I hope I’m not like her, at least.”
“You aren’t,” he said firmly, and in his voice I heard a certainty that I struggled to feel inside. “We don’t have to talk about it anymore if you don’t want to. But as your chaperone in the fae world—even if you barely seem to need an apprenticeship anymore�
�it’s my job to make sure you’re being guided through these new challenges, too.”
“Guided in more ways than one,” I murmured suggestively, and he rolled those blue eyes of his in exasperation. Forcing myself to get serious, to confront his words head on, I told him, “I get what you’re saying. And it’s—I know it’s true. I guess it’s just hard to feel it in here.” I put my hand against my chest, biting my lip at the cheesiness even as I did it. “We look so similar, me and Persephone. How do I know I won’t become her?”
“I won’t let you, for one.” He kissed my cheeks softly, lifting the tears from my skin. “And for another, you prove every day how much goodness there is inside you. I’m sure that won’t change, no matter what you find out about your parentage.”
“Okay.” I kissed him on the mouth, sliding our tongues together for a moment before I pulled back and met his fierce gaze. “I believe you. And—I’ll try to talk about it more. To you, and Elah. And Maggie.” Belatedly, I added, “And Naomi.”
“Good,” he said, surprising me by not being jealous of the dark hunter—even though their partnership was tense at times. “Talking is good. And other things.”
“And other things,” I agreed, wiggling on the bed so that his arm was a pillow beneath me. He drew me in close, his chin resting on my forehead, our legs tangled together. And I felt safe in his arms, not just from the world but from the doubts that kept surfacing in my own mind.
Just as I was about to drowse off in the bed—a bad idea probably, since the sheets needed to be changed—a familiar buzz jolted my eyes open again. I frowned at Elah’s amulet, which was vibrating against my skin.
“You should get that,” Leon murmured.
“This is the first time he’s used it.” I reached down to grab the amulet, and it ceased its buzzing when it made contact with my skin. “Hello? Elah?”
“Selena.” His voice sounded like it was coming from somewhere nearby. There was a hushed and hurried tone to it; my heart sped up with his next words. “You need to get down to the Collective right away. I don’t know what’s going on or how he did it, but Beelzebub is free, and he’s destroying half the building. I’ve been holding him off, but I don’t know how much longer I can last.”