“I won’t get as rough with you if I’m sharing you with Tryphon.”
“You’d better not,” Tryphon growled. “If you hurt her, I’ll snap your neck with my tentacles.”
“Keep your tentacles to yourself, Tryphon. I mean it. I don’t want them on me.”
I ran my fingers through Tryphon’s long, green hair.
“You can put your tentacles wherever you want on me, but I don’t think Kimon is down.”
Tryphon just sniffed.
“Kimon doesn’t deserve my tentacles.”
I took a running start and tackled Pavlina. We crashed into my bed, and I looked over my shoulder to Demos.
“Get over here, Demos.”
“Touch me and die, phoenix. Touch River and yourself, but never me.”
“Now that we’ve gotten the threats out the way, can we proceed?”
“Like I want to touch Pavlina,” Demos growled.
“Keep that in mind when your hands start roaming,” Pavlina said.
I knew they could keep this up for ages, but they needed to work this out because Pavlina really would eat Demos. And I had a feeling if he was reborn in her stomach, it would kill her. I was pretty attached to both of them and just wanted them to work this out.
Pavlina had apparently already dealt with her shit. She grabbed me and pulled me down for a kiss. Demos snuggled into my back and started nibbling on my neck. Oh! This was definitely nice. I wanted to do this more often. Why did I wait until now to suggest playing together?
Pavlina’s hands were everywhere. They always were when I was with her. Demos was behind me touching anything she wasn’t and leaving love bites on my neck. I needed to feel their naked flesh. I wanted skin to skin contact. I was still kissing Pavlina, but my hands were fumbling. One hand was trying to unlace her leather vest, and the other was groping behind me, trying to rip Demos’s shirt off.
Demos pulled away and yanked his shirt off. I felt his naked chest press against my back as he laid back down, but I wanted more. I pulled away from Pavlina’s mouth so I could talk.
“Trousers too,” I panted.
I smelled embers. Demos burned his trousers off. It was so fucking hot he could do that and that he wanted to get naked with me so much, he didn’t care if he ruined his clothes. Pavlina pulled away from me and glared at him over my shoulder.
“I spent a lot of time making River’s outfit. It’s one of a kind. If you burn it, I’ll wrap you in a web in the corner, and you’re sitting out this threesome.”
Demos just snuggled into my back and started licking my shoulders.
“I’ll admit you’re a fabulous seamstress, and I enjoy seeing River in your clothes. I wouldn’t destroy something you made for her, Pavlina.”
I saw Pavlina totally soften. She broke into a smile.
“That’s sweet, Demos. What’s gotten into you?”
Demos let out this little huff like talking was the last thing he wanted to be doing. He nuzzled my neck with his nose.
“I love River. River loves you. I have to find a way to get along with you, so I don’t lose her. And I wasn’t lying about the clothes. There’s a lot about you that completely irritates me, but you have good points too that are more than just your gift with leather and thread.”
“You’ve got some good points too, Demos. I’m not too big to admit that.”
Demos just moaned.
“Pavlina, I’m naked, and I haven’t been nude with River since they took Hephaestus. Can we just agree to be nicer to each other and rid River of the clothes you made for her?”
Pavlina just shrugged.
“You get her pants. I’ll get her top.”
Well, Pavlina and Demos were finally getting into the teamwork spirit when it involved getting me naked, but they wanted my clothes off, and this was a little awkward. The trousers Pavlina made me were black vinyl and fit like a second skin. I felt sexy as hell wearing them, but I had to be a bit of a contortionist to remove them at night.
Demos was a lot of things—passionate, fiery, and a monumental ego that I liked. One thing he never was around me was patient. I knew he could be because he was the team scout, but when things involved sex, that was when things started burning. He promised Pavlina he wouldn’t burn the clothes she made, but I already knew that before he said it. Demos might not like Pavlina very much, but he appreciated pretty things and wouldn’t destroy them, even if we had kind of ruined his entire bedroom. We hadn’t done that since.
He was trying to get those skin-tight pants off by tugging, and he was practically yanking me off the bed. It was like Pavlina and Demos were playing half demon tug of war trying to get me naked. I wasn’t angry about it. I was having fun, and I hadn’t done that since Hephaestus got taken. I was giggling up a storm as they tugged on my laces and vinyl.
“If I had known you were going to suggest a threesome tonight, I would have made something less complicated to get you out of,” Pavlina grunted.
“Did you sew her into these trousers?” Demos said, giving them another yank.
“I hate to waste it, but did you need my lube to get her out?” Tryphon asked.
Kimon was just sitting there, giggling with smoke blowing out his nose. I laughed too because Demos was grunting and jerking at my pants, and Pavlina was still trying to get me out my vest. Demos had burnt my clothes off, and Pavlina had cut me out of my clothes our first time together, but they wanted to save this outfit, and so did I. I loved the clothes she made for me, and it meant a lot she did.
“Ha!” Demos yelled, yanking my trousers free. I practically flew off the end of the bed.
Pavlina got the last of my laces and sat back on her heels. She held up her hand in a high five. I thought it was for me, but she meant it for Demos.
“We work well as a team.”
“Am I going to lose my cock if I take that high five?” he asked with this amused look in his eyes.
Pavlina just smirked.
“You can touch my hand, and that’s it.”
They gave each other a triumphant high five for finally getting my clothes off and fell into bed with me. Don’t ask me how they managed this, but the three of us were furiously making out and rolling around on the bed, and they touched every inch of me without touching each other. How they did that, I had no idea.
Pavlina even did Demos a solid, and before this, she wouldn’t have even pissed on him if he had caught on fire. She quickly flipped me on my back and held me down. I loved it when she got aggressive. She wasn’t hogging this threesome, though.
“Show Demos a little love. I want to taste you.”
I’d pretty much never say no to Pavlina’s tongue, and adding Demos to the mix? Sign me the fuck up. I reached for him, but I didn’t have to ask. He made himself available to me in the perfect position to take him in my mouth. I let out this massive moan as Pavlina sucked on my clit. Demos let out this hiss and tangled his hands in my hair.
Pavlina really set the pace of our circle. She wasn’t shy about pretty much anything, and the harder she devoured my pussy, the more I took it out on Demos’s cock. He wasn’t complaining. He was pulling my hair just right and thrusting into my mouth.
I never lasted very long when Pavlina had her sights on me unless she wanted me to. She could draw things out when she was in the mood, and tonight, she wasn’t. Pavlina knew several tricks, and she had a very detailed memory, even for things not in the bedroom. If she did something and I reacted a certain way, it was tucked into some spider memory bank to go on a favorite or do not repeat list. I had a lot of favorites, and not a lot of do not repeat with her.