by Sophie Stern
“Okay,” Wilson says. “Sabrina, tell me what you want.”
And now, I know that I’ve come to a crossroads.
I need to be honest.
I need to be straightforward.
I need to tell him exactly what I need, what I want, and I know that he’ll give it to me.
Only if I ask him, though.
Am I really ready for that?
I close my eyes.
“You can do this,” Reece murmurs. “You’ve got this, pretty girl. Tell us what you need, princess, and we’ll give you the best fucking night of your life.”
“Thank you,” I whisper to Reece. I know him better than I know Wilson, and he’s being really sweet. Reece has been my patient for a long time and there are about a million different reasons why us being together is wrong, but I don’t care about any of that anymore.
All I care about is getting off.
“Wilson, I want you to slide one finger inside of me and I want you to tease me.”
“Is that it, baby?”
“Yeah,” I whisper. “I’m really close, but I want to be edged a little more.”
I want my orgasm to be really fucking hot.
I want to come with them inside of me.
I want this.
All of this.
And it starts with him.
Chapter Four
Wilson
I stroke her pussy slowly, watching her body. She’s splayed out on the floor like a delicious treat, and I wonder how we’ve never tried this before, how we’ve never explored this before. She’s absolutely perfect. Stunning. Wonderful.
She’s sexiness wrapped up in a curvy little package.
She’s everything.
“Okay,” she whispers. “Now another finger.”
Good.
She’s telling me what she wants.
She’s communicating.
Oh, she might think she’s topping me a little bit, but what she’s really doing is letting me understand how her body works.
No two women are alike.
Hell, no two people are alike: male or female.
I’m not about to make the mistake of thinking that just because I’ve had sex with a woman before that I know anything about how this woman enjoys sex. That would be selfish and mean. It would be decidedly cruel. Instead, I’m giving her the chance to show me exactly how she wants to enjoy her orgasm. She’s showing me how she likes to be touched, and she’s doing it in a way that requires her ultimate submission.
Being honest is never easy when it comes to relationships, but it’s especially hard when you’re trying to open up about sex. Asking a partner to tell you their deepest and naughtiest desires is rarely a simple experience, but she’s making it incredible.
She’s making it wonderful.
Sabrina is like a delicious treat and I am so ready for another bite.
She arches her back as I maintain the same pace. I know that her arousal is growing. There’s a lot going on right now. There’s so much happening, but I want this orgasm to be one she remembers forever, and I’m ready to take things to the next level.
“Reece,” I murmur. “I think Sabrina is having fun, don’t you?”
“Absolutely,” he says.
“I think she needs something to help her come, though.”
“Oh, and what’s that?”
“I think she needs a cock in her mouth.”
Her entire pussy tightens around my fingers, but she doesn’t say a word. She doesn’t move. She doesn’t even indicate that she heard us, but her pussy doesn’t lie.
“She just clenched my fingers really hard,” I say. “I think she likes that idea. Don’t you, Sabrina?”
“Yes,” she whispers.
“Would you like Reece to put his cock into your mouth?”
“Yes.”
“Are you going to be a good girl and suck it and lick it until he comes?”
“Yes.”
“And are you going to swallow that cum, princess?”
“Yes,” this time, her voice is barely a whisper, but she just got even wetter, so I know she loves the idea. Good.
“Do you want him kneeling beside you?” I ask her.
“No,” Sabrina shakes her head. “I want him straddling my chest.”
“Fuck,” Reece groans. He manages to strip out of his remaining clothing and quick as a cat, he climbs over her. He straddles her chest and slides his cock into her mouth. I hear the telltale slurp of her start sucking on his cock, and Reece lets out a long, low, growl.
“How’s that feel?” I ask him.
“So fucking good.”
“Is Sabrina doing a good job sucking your cock, Reece?”
“She’s being a good girl,” he says, but his voice sounds strained and I know he’s close. Hell, I’m close and I’m not even undressed yet. Playing with her pussy has been a fucking honor and a pleasure, and after I make her come apart, I’m going to slide between her legs and make love to her for real.
Then I’ll come deep inside of her, pulsing, aching.
I reach for her clit and start to stroke her there. Instantly, her entire body tenses. Yeah, she’s super fucking close. She’s going to come at any minute, I know.
“Reece,” I whisper. “Don’t hold back, my friend. She’s so close.”
Sabrina mumbles something, but Reece’s cock is buried in her throat so she can’t say much.
“Are you going to come apart for us, sweetheart?” I whisper. “Are you going to come with Reece’s cock in your mouth, like a good girl?”
“Oh, fuck,” Reece says. “I’m so close. I’m so close. I’m...”
He goes silent, rigid, as his seed pours down her throat, and that sets off Sabrina like a fucking pack of fireworks. She starts to shake and her entire pussy pulses around my fingers, thrumming with pleasure. I keep stroking inside of her and touching her clit gently until the last remnants of her orgasm fade away.
When she’s fully spent and all the way done, I pull my hands away and just look at her. Reece moves off of her and kisses her gently, passionately.
“That was fucking hot,” he says.
“So good,” she agrees. “I loved it,” she blushes. Then she looks down at me. “Thank you.”
“I’m glad to see you remember your manners.”
“I’m very polite.”
“Let’s see how polite you feel with my cock buried in your pussy, Sabrina.”
She pushes herself back up on her elbows and spreads her legs in response.
“Please, Wilson,” she says. “Please give me your cock. I want it so much.”
“Fuck,” Reece says. “You have the dirtiest mouth, Sabrina. I had no idea.”
She just chuckles.
“Yeah, well, me neither. I guess you boys just bring out the slut in me.”
“More like the goddess in you,” I say.
“You want to see the goddess?” She asks, and to my surprise, she gets to her feet and motions for me to lie down.
Curious to see what she’s going to do, I oblige, and I lay down in the center of the floor. Reece is laying nearby, still recovering from his incredibly powerful orgasm, and Sabrina starts stripping off my clothing.
“You’re wearing entirely too much,” she says.
“I agree.”
“Although, I won’t lie and say you don’t look good.”
“Thank you.”
“You always dress to impress, Wilson.”
Do I?
A little bit of pride wells up in me. I guess I hadn’t noticed that anyone else noticed me. It feels good, though. Knowing that someone likes the way I look pleases me, perhaps more than it should.
I don’t consider myself to be ugly, by any means, but I’m also not the kind of person that generally attracts attention from women. I suppose it’s because when my wife passed away, the clan saw how much it hurt me. The women who live in Fablestone probably didn’t want to make a move because the timing was so obviously wrong, but th
e result is that I have often felt unwanted and unvalued.
Not now.
Not with Sabrina.
She’s looking at me like she can’t believe she gets to climb up on my cock and ride me. She licks her lips as she pulls off my clothing, piece by piece. When my dick springs free, she slides her mouth over the head of my cock and starts sucking on it excitedly. Then she comes back up, looks at my pants, and shakes her head.
“Fuck it,” she says. “I’ll undress you later. I need your cock inside of me, Wilson.”
She climbs up on me and lowers herself onto my cock, and just like that, I’m in heavy.
“Fuck,” I groan.
“Feels good,” she smiles.
“So good.”
“You know,” she whispers. “I’ve always wondered what it would be like to feel you inside of me.”
Really?
“And how does he feel, baby?” Reece asks, coming over. He reaches for her breasts and plays with them gently as she rides me. She squeezes my cock tightly and she runs her hands down my chest as she bounces up and down.
“So damn good,” she smiles.
Reece kisses her, fisting her hair a little, and I hold onto Sabrina’s hips as she moves like a damn princess. She rides me like there’s no tomorrow, like there’s nowhere she’d rather be but right here with me.
Pulling away from Reece, she looks down at me.
“I made Reece come, Wilson. I want to feel you come inside of me, too.”
“Is that right?”
“It would make me so fucking happy, Wilson. Doesn’t my pussy feel good?”
“So good,” I agree.
“Come for me,” she whispers.
She leans down and she presses her lips to mine. I feel her breasts rubbing against my chest and her tongue sweeps over mine quickly, wonderfully, and then I do.
I come.
I come apart for Sabrina.
I come undone and I whisper her name as the orgasm rushes over me in waves.
I’m in trouble, I realize instantly, because I don’t want this moment to end.
Chapter Five
Sabrina
Loving a couple of shifters, even for a night, is probably a terrible idea.
The trouble isn’t that they’re bad men.
The trouble is that they aren’t.
The problem with both Wilson and Reece is that they are totally, completely wonderful, and I’ve had more than a teeny, tiny crush on them for a very long time.
When I came to Fablestone, it was because Donald, the doctor, asked me to. We’re old friends and he called me in as a favor to Wilson. They needed someone to help Reece begin to heal from his trauma. Luckily for them, that’s basically my area of expertise.
Luckily for me, everyone here looks good as hell.
Especially Wilson.
Especially Reece.
Wandering into the bar wasn’t really in my plans. Picking up Reece and his roommate? That also wasn’t something I planned on, but it’s something I fucking loved and something I definitely want to do again. I mean, I might not be 100% sure about most things in my life, but that?
Yeah, I’m totally sure about that.
I’m totally, completely sure that I want to make love to them like that over and over again. I want to lose myself in them. I want to get lost in the moment and just really, totally live. I want that.
I want all of it and more.
Does that make me greedy?
Pretty much.
Do I care?
Not at all.
When we’re finished making love, we all lay on the living room floor for a really long time. We’re silent, resting on the soft carpet, but it’s not uncomfortable at all. I have a feeling that it’s been a long time since any of us had sex. I just kind of get that vibe. I mean, Wilson’s wife died. Reece was captured by some evil corporation and tortured.
And me?
Well, I’m just a mess.
I’ve had my own slew of bad relationships and it’s far past time for me to learn how to heal from my own trauma.
And what we just did?
Well, I’d say that was definitely healing.
“How are you feeling?” Reece, ever the empath, asks me gently. He strokes my tummy carefully as he looks at me. He’s propped up on one elbow, and I’m taken aback by just how cute he looks in the evening light. Even though he’s been through so much and the clan still has so far to go, he’s brave.
He’s incredible.
And oh, he’s strong.
My Reece is strong.
“Good,” I whisper. “Tired.”
“Me too,” Wilson chuckles from my other side. “You wore me out, pretty girl.”
“Same,” Reece laughs.
“So how did this,” Wilson gestures to all of us. “Start tonight? Who started this little adventure?”
“I was drinking at the bar,” I tell him. “And Reece came in.”
“Is that right?” Wilson says with an eyebrow raised. “You told me you were going for a walk.”
Reece just shrugs.
“I was. Then I found myself walking to the bar.”
“Fair enough.”
“I’m glad you came in,” I say to him. “And I’m glad you were home tonight, Wilson. This was...incredible.”
“I hope it’s not just a one-time event,” Reece says. “You were fantastic, Sabrina. You were wonderful.”
This is the part of the night where I say that once is enough.
This is where I politely explain that I’m not looking for a relationship. That would definitely be the smart thing to do. These guys are wonderful, but I know exactly what life at Fablestone is like. I understand the drama and the tensions and the fact that in this world, anything can happen.
The dragons and other shifters here face obstacle after obstacle. Their lives are far from easy. No, their lives are complicated, messy. Especially with everything that’s been happening with Lucky, the anti-shifter company that tortured Reece, it’s definitely a bad time to jump into a relationship with any Fablestone member at all: let alone two very broken members.
But somehow, I don’t find myself turning them down.
Instead, I sigh and think about what I actually want, and I know in my heart that yeah, I definitely want more of this. More of all of it. The orgasms were great and the dick was good, but damn, just cuddling with them after sex feels so fucking wonderful.
“I don’t want it to be just one time,” I say.
A look of relief washes over Reece’s face, but Wilson’s gaze looks a little clouded. I wonder what he thinks about what I said. Maybe he has other ideas. Maybe he doesn’t want a repeat of tonight.
Maybe he thinks I’m a bad girl, and maybe he doesn’t have time for bad girls.
I look at him, though, and raise an eyebrow, waiting.
My heart is beating wildly fast. Being shifters, I know they can both probably hear it, or at least sense it, and I wonder what he’s going to say.
“Sabrina,” he whispers. “I’ve lost a lot.”
“More than anyone should in a lifetime.”
He nods.
“When my wife passed away, I thought my entire world was breaking. I didn’t just lose her, either.”
“Wilson, we don’t have to talk about it.”
“It’s okay,” he says. “I’m okay.”
“You’re not okay,” I whisper, placing my hand on his chest. “And that’s all right, Wilson. It’s okay to not be fine.”
He looks at me and smiles gently, sadly.
“I lost my entire family, Sabrina. I lost everyone.”
I don’t ask him how.
I don’t need to know that.
It’s none of my business, at least right now, and there will be plenty of time for him to talk about it in the future if he wants to.
“Wilson, I can’t imagine what that felt like.”
“You don’t want to.”
“You’re right,” I say. “Did tonight
bring up any painful memories?” I ask. I’m not trying to analyze him and I’m not trying to be his therapist. I just want to make sure that if doing this was bad for his mental health, that we find something else to do. We don’t need to do any activities that are triggering or upsetting.
“No,” he shakes his head.
Reece is quiet throughout this conversation, but he never stops touching me, and I appreciate that so much. I love the fact that Reece is silently supportive of both me and Wilson. I love that he’s here, but he’s letting us explore whatever it is that Wilson is going through.
“I thought it would,” he says.
“Was it your first time since...”
My voice trails off.
Asking is wrong.
It’s not any of my business.
“Yeah,” he smiles gently. “It was my first time since I lost her.”
I kiss him softly, pressing my lips to his. This isn’t a sexual or arousing kiss, though: this is comforting. This kiss is to let him know that he’s very brave, and he’s very wonderful, and he’s doing an incredible job keeping it together.
“She would have wanted me to be happy,” he says.
“She must have been a wonderful woman.”
“She was the best,” he smiles. Then he sighs and cups my face. “But you’re wonderful, too, Sabrina, and this thing between us...between all of us...I want more of it. Reece?”
“Definitely,” Reece agrees easily. “I don’t think I ever really thought about being in a menage relationship. I never really considered that something like this could work, but, well, it seems to have worked just fine.”
I smile at my two men, looking at one and then the other, and I’m suddenly totally overwhelmed. Like, I think I might cry a little bit and I really don’t want to.
“Yeah?” I ask.
“Yeah,” Wilson says.
“Yeah,” Reece agrees.
The both hug me at the same time, and I’m just overwhelmed by everything that tonight has brought to me.
A relationship.
They want a relationship.
With me.
And I am totally, completely, absolutely okay with that.
Chapter Six
Wilson
I could lie here for days with Sabrina nestled between Reece and I, but I can’t. Not when I have a clan to protect. The threats against us are too great. Honestly, I shouldn’t have even taken a break to make love to her. I should have resisted and kept working on our plan to overtake Lucky and to bring them down once and for all, but I couldn’t resist.