Page 109 of Those That Defy the Realm

Claire hums in agreement around Henry’s thick girth, making his abs clench once more.

I gently lay my hand to her lower back so that I don’t make her jump. With all she’s been through, I’m shocked she’s not only functioning but seems to have found a new confidence that’s been buried for a long time. I’m sure the heaviness will hit her, but for now I’m happy to remind her that she’s alive, and safe with the two males that will literally shatter the continent for her.

Drifting my fingers over her skin, I hook them into her waistband and pull it down over her hips, delighted when her ass and cunt get exposed to me. No underwear barricades me to what I want.

She doesn’t let Henry slip from her throat as I gently manoeuvre the fabric down her legs and off each one in turn until she’s completely naked.

“Such as perfect pussy,” I say, running my index finger in a soft glide over Claire’s entrance. She clenches at the feather like touch and dips her back, tilting her hips tantalisingly right at my face.

“You going to open her up for me?” Henry asks, his breathing a little messed up.

“You?” I ask incredulously. “You’re already fucking her face, I was doing this for myself.”

Looking up from where he’d been enjoying watching our girl, Henry locks eyes with me. “How about you open her up enough for us both?”

Claire pulls back, releasing Henry’s cock with an audible pop. “Both of you? At the same time?”

Henry quirks a brow at me, where I’m sitting dumbstruck, before returning his gaze to the woman between us. He gently runs a thumb along her bottom lip. “What do you think, sweetheart? Do you want to know how good it feels to be filled with us both?”

I don’t need to wait for her answer. Her cunt clenches again, and I’m powerless to stop myself reaching for her, sliding my middle finger straight in to the knuckle, and hooking it against her g-spot.

Claire gasps as her muscles tighten around my digit. “I think she likes that idea very much,” I say, easing my finger out to the tip, noting how wet she’s made it before pushing it back in.

“Yes,” Claire pants. “But I don’t know if I can. We don’t have any supplies.”

Henry’s face falls as he realises that indeed, if we’re going to make this work, and make it enjoyable, we’re going to need lube.

Momentarily pulling my hand away from Claire’s delicious heat, I roll on my back, twisting so I can rummage in the drawer beside the bed. The first one proves disappointing, only some magazines and a book. Stretching over the bed to the other side, I’m jubilant when a bottle of clear liquid rolls into view as I yank open the drawer. Double checking the label before I show off my prize, my excitement returns as I hold up the lubricant to the two sets of eyes looking at me with hope.

I get back into position with renewed determination and start touching my girl once more. She pushes back onto my fingers as I try to start off slow, too impatient to wait for me to build the anticipation. Not that the air in the room isn’t already crackling with it.

We’ve done many things since our first hook up but this hasn’t been one of them. With so much time apart, or times where only two of us have been in the same region, we’ve had less time to build up to this. Not that I haven’t played with Claire’s ass a few times. She’d been a total virgin in that regard, but she’d been happy to experiment with me. And not to toot my own horn but I knew she’d like it once she got over the initial fear of it, I’m a good teacher like that.

After fingering her some more and getting my tongue involved on her clit, I reach again for the lube and squeeze a little onto her puckered hole. Using my other hand, I gently smooth the silky liquid over the area before breaching the ring.

She makes the most beautiful little mewling sounds around Henry’s cock, having resumed her task of pleasuring him whilst I prep her.

My own dick is weeping at not yet getting any attention but I’m enjoying the denial. I’m hard as stone and throbbing but that will make the end result all the sweeter.

I keep Claire on the edge too, stilling, or pulling out of her completely. Each time she tenses like she’s about to go over the edge.

“Please tell me you’re ready, I can’t hold on much longer,” Henry says after a couple more minutes. Luckily for him, Claire is taking my fingers with ease.

“Yes, please,” Claire asserts for me. “I want you both inside me, I need it.”

We move like we’d predetermined this. Swapping kisses and teasing touches, Henry moves onto the bed and stretches out on his back down the centre. Claire straddles him with practiced ease, leaning down to lick and suck his neck as he lines himself up with her entrance. I watch as his cock disappears inside her, inch by inch, until her pelvis hits his.

“When—” she gasps. “When do I bite you?”

“Not yet,” Henry replies, a smile breaking out across his face, wide enough I see his fangs have extended, just like I’m guessing Claire’s now have. “You need to taste our orgasms in our blood.”

Henry’s head tilts in my direction, allowing me to answer our girl for my own part in this. “I just need to taste your blood. But I’ll do it at the same time as you.”

Claire writhes on top of Henry, sitting up and rocking her hips, bringing them both pleasure. They’re such a sight to behold, I can’t believe I’m about to secure this for the rest of my life.

“Get over here.” Henry reaches for me from where I’m sitting beside him.

He pulls me down to tangle his tongue with my own, and as my eyes close, I feel Claire’s hand wrap around my shaft causing me to hiss into Henry’s mouth.