I gasped when I felt it, the cool air across the slick skin of my cunt, making me aware of something I’d been too angry to feel.
“Like this,” he said. “Hold this position, or you’ll be struggling to sit down tomorrow.”
“I don’t have to do shit,” I spat back.
“Don’t have to, but you will.”
Where was my gentle eyed lover now? I wanted to look up at Aen, see if it was still him. Right now, he was some faceless man with a voice like poisoned honey. That hand slid between my thighs, moving all too easily through the slick that had pooled there. His laugh was low and evil as his fingers curled up for just a minute, at the sound of my inarticulate snarl. But then he pulled away, slamming his hand down on me.
He knew what he was doing. I could brace myself against him smacking me, I could melt into him fingering me, but the switch between the two kept me off balance. I tried to hang on to it, to the certainty that had me running away from him before, but he just smashed through it, leaving me reeling.
“I’ve tried to be patient, Kira. To woo you as I felt you deserved, to be the one you could come to, but I’m afraid I’ve run out of patience.” The speech was delivered between stinging slaps, ones that had me jerking across his lap. “I’m not satisfied with waiting anymore.” I tensed, expecting another smack, not two fingers shoving inside me, fighting to get as deep as they could go. “I love you. You’re mine, and I’m not going to relent until you accept that. You run towards love, into my fucking arms, so I can hold you close and smell the ash in your hair and thank the fucking gods we survived that harebrained trial. You don’t run off, do you hear me?”
“Yes.”
I croaked the word out, surprised at the tears clogging my throat. Where had they come from? I didn’t get long to ponder as pussy slick fingers pulled free and then shifted up, to stroke across somewhere none of them had ever touched.
“You’re mine, Kira, and I’ve a mind to prove that to you. You’ll let me prove my point with my cock so much more thoroughly than my words, so I’ll show you. All of you is mine.” A wet thing traced the outline of my anus, my body flexing and twitching in response to the strange caress. “Your fear, your anger, your pain, your sweetness—all of it mine. All of your kisses and caresses, all of your holes.” His voice dropped down an octave to something low and sultry. “You’re not holding anything back from me, not anymore.”
“Kira?” I opened my bleary eyes to see Marlow sitting beside my head now. “You don’t have to do anything you don’t want to. Just say so.”
Words. That’s what was needed, what Aen really wanted. He teased my arsehole as a substitute for what he wanted to hear, and I knew exactly what. There was a curious kind of shame that came from letting your lover tease open both your holes rather than tell him you love him.
“Kira?” Marlow asked. He stared into my eyes, his gaze softening as he saw what was there. He stroked his hand through my hair. “Just relax, or this will hurt.”
“She’s made her decision, just as I said she would,” Aen told him archly. I gasped when he pushed the tip of a finger into me.
“I’m not sure who you’re teasing, me or her.”
“Why not both?” When I opened my eyes, I saw the red-haired fae smirking at the two of us, but then his fingers moved again, petting me softly, slowly. “I do love how responsive and how wet she gets, don’t you?”
Marlow gave an inarticulate growl, his hand tightened in my hair, and for a second, I leaned into that sharp sensation. It cut through the luxurious slip of Aen’s fingers on my skin, before Lilith let out a warning rumble. Marlow’s smile was bright and fierce as he loosened his grip.
“But there’s no reason anyone needs to be left out,” Aen said. “There’s something rather delightful that can happen with you and two men…” Two fingers brushed the opening to my cunt, dipping in enough to draw my attention and my quiet little moans, but another trailed lower.
“We can pierce you together, fill you to the brim. There’s no missing a g-spot in double penetration. Give you more than you’ve ever had before.”
My eyes flicked open, and my usually gentle-eyed lover had become something altogether different—harder, hungrier. I had to admit, the idea freaked me the hell out, but right now? I wanted to be on the end of all that intensity.
“You want to hurt me,” I said finally. “That’s what this is about.”
“I want what I’ve always wanted—to consume every inch of you and mark you as mine.”
I looked into those green eyes, but he just stared back, cool as a cat, then finally patted me on the arse.
“There’ll be a pinch, my love,” Aen said, “but we’ll take our time and stop the moment you ask. Now, on your hands and knees.”
I was dumped unceremoniously onto the bed, left to move myself into position. I listened to the sounds of the two of them getting undressed, perfectly able to slip off the bed now I was unmonitored. But I didn’t, did I? Marlow joined me first. I looked down at his cock with a lick of my lips now that it was right in my face.
“Oh no, you don’t,” he replied. “I’m already…very excited about trying this. I don’t want to get excited all over your face two minutes in.”
“I assumed I’d be swallowing,” I muttered.
“Later.” He got off the bed when Aen approached, pushing my thighs apart to wedge his broad shoulders between them. “Mmm…” His finger teased my seam, making me shiver at the sensation and the one that promised to come after it, his thumb brushing lightly across the head of my clit.
“That’s it…” Aen crooned, rubbing his hand over my buttocks and shifting closer, and when I looked down, I saw that the two of them were almost lying on top of each other. Marlow grinned up at me, his fingers slowing, becoming more persistent in my inspection, but that wasn’t what drew my eye. It was the way their bodies overlapped. Aen’s knees on either side of Marlow’s chest, their long, hard cocks so close.
“Someone’s getting into this already.” Two fingers were pushed into me with little resistance, my body slick from Aen’s past performance and their current one. I must have moaned in response to it.
“You like the idea of us being together, don’t you, my love?”
Aen covered my back with his body, whispering in my ear, pushing his cock against my wet folds. And Marlow’s face, I quickly realised.
I didn’t get to answer, Aen going rigid as long fingers closed around his dick, working it against me. His long huff of breath whistled past my ear as, for a moment, the two of them stroked each other and me.
“Maybe we should try it later,” I hissed, my eyes falling closed as I felt the twist inside me tighten. I could get off real nice, just like this, with Marlow using Aen almost as a sex toy to tease me and him.
“No, love.” Aen pulled away regretfully. “You’re not getting out of this, so stop trying. Your lover is being very naughty today. Perhaps we’ll need to reprimand him next.” He laughed at the little twitch my hips gave at that idea, as I was instantly hit by an alluring parade of images where either Aen or Marlow was put over one of our laps, butt bared, ready for a spanking.