Page 40 of Those That Defy the Realm

“I hope you’ve still got some energy, sweet girl. I want to finish what we started days ago.” Henry runs his fingers through my hair as he eases back. My bones already feel like they’ve melted but at the mention of getting fucked, sparks reignite and my pussy clenches.

“Yes, please,” I manage to say, my voice croaky. I must’ve screamed through the orgasm just now.

“Good, move to the pillows,” Henry instructs.

“If you’re going to fuck her, do I get to fuck you?” Ash asks, still kneeling between my thighs, his lips and chin glistening in my arousal. His arm moves in slow pumps, and even though I can’t see because his lower half is below the line of the mattress I bet he’s fisting that magnificent cock I got a hint of earlier.

It’s Henry’s turn to look flustered. “I think I would like that.”

“You sure? I know you took it off the table last time but I thought I’d ask.” Ash’s face grows the most serious I think I’ve ever seen it.

“Yes, I want to try more.” Henry pulls Ash close and kisses him.

“How though?” I’m the one asking, my earlier shyness at my naivety waning somewhat.

“If you lie on your back on the bed, I can fuck Henry from behind as he fucks you,” Ash explains like it’s no big deal.

“I’ll need to remove my leg.” Henry says, and I catch the slight trepidation. Glancing over at him properly I note that he’s still wearing his jeans, although they’re unbuttoned and pushed down low enough, along with his boxers, that his cock is free and standing almost fully erect. Maybe he had been touching himself as well, whilst he got me off.

“Okay, do that if it’s more comfortable for you.” Ash reaches over and caresses Henry’s side. “I’ll make sure Claire is ready for you.”

Henry shifts around until he’s on the corner of the bed. With his back to us I can’t see what he’s doing other than that his jeans and boxers quickly hit my floor.

“Do you have lube, darling?” Ash pulls my focus back to him.

“Yes, in here.” I stretch over the mattress and dig around in my bedside table until my hand curls round the cylinder tube.

Ash takes it from me and guides me to lay on my back. Lubing up his fingers, he gently pushes one inside me, before adding a second. The stretch feels so good, I’m quickly recovering from my first climax and starting to build towards another.

“You look so pretty like this.” Ash leans over me and drops a kiss to the centre of my lips. This one is sweeter than his last. Almost… tender. My chest does this thing where it forgets how to expand, for just a second.

Before I shove the feeling down, not allowing it a chance to take root and grow. Henry, thankfully, disrupts us by joining us in the middle of the mattress. Ash pulls out of me and presents his fingers to Henry, who to my horror sucks them eagerly into his mouth.

He hums around them before pulling back so he and Ash can swap places. “Can you be on all fours instead?” he asks me, a hand stroking up my thigh.

“Sure,” I tell him and quickly flip over.

This might be better anyway. This way I can’t see them, I don’t have to make any more eye contact.

“Grip the headboard,” Ash’s husky voice instructs when I fumble my hands on the pillows. Again I do as instructed, more than willing to obey. It makes me arch my back further and stick out my ass more. I start to feel self-conscious about it until Henry’s hands land on my skin. “Fuck, look at you.”

“If you don’t get inside her in the next few seconds I might just shove you off this bed,” Ash says, and I have to turn my head to look over my shoulder as Henry laughs.

The mattress moves as he gets into position. “Are you okay with me going bare again? I can use a condom if you want.”

“No, it’s good,” I tell him.

“Did you want me to use one?” Ash asks, I’m assuming to Henry.

“Claire’s the only one I’ve been with since you. I’m clean.”

“Same, no one since you.”

Something suddenly hangs heavy in the air, and I look again at the males behind me. The look passing between them is a tender one. They’d make a great couple I think as their eyes linger on one another for one long heartbeat.

“We’re good to go then,” Henry says to break whatever chain had ensnared them. He slowly eases into position and steadies me with a hand to my hip as he lines himself up. The memory of his cock filling me teases my mind until I feel the real thing sliding into my entrance and consuming me in one long, slow push of his hips.

“Oh gods.” I breathe out slowly, trying to relax my muscles to ease the invasion. He’s so thick, he feels even bigger than I remember.