Total pages in book: 100
Estimated words: 93948 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 470(@200wpm)___ 376(@250wpm)___ 313(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 93948 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 470(@200wpm)___ 376(@250wpm)___ 313(@300wpm)
Something cool and wet presses to my ass. I jolt, even though I expected it. Nox soothes me with a gentle hand on my leg. “Relax, love. Let me do the work.” They must do the same to Bastian, because he tenses and then relaxes on a ragged exhale. “There you go,” Nox murmurs.
After seeing the size the cocks could swell to, I expect pain—or at least strain. But it’s deceptively gentle and small as Nox works their cock into me. “Small” being a relative term. With Bastian buried in me to the hilt, there’s just not that much room. Or at least there doesn’t seem to be. While he and I have used toys in the past, it’s never been like this.
Even as the certainty that this will change things forever takes root, the cock in my ass expands slowly, filling me until I squirm and moan, not sure if I’m trying to get away or closer.
Bastian presses his forehead to mine, his breathing as harsh as mine. “Fuck, Nox. That feels good.”
“Yeah.” Their voice has gone husky. “It really does.” They lean over, pushing deeper yet, and drop a kiss on his shoulder before meeting my gaze. “You doing okay, love?”
Every time they call me that, my whole body goes tense with want. This time, both Nox and Bastian know it because they’re both inside me. Bastian moans. Nox withdraws a little and thrusts into us, their eyes fluttering with pleasure.
I reach up and cup their face. “Are you fucking yourself as careful as you fuck us?”
“Yes.” They turn their face and kiss my palm. “Are you ready for more?”
There’s only one answer. “Yes.”
Bastian pulls out of me a little, thrusting back onto Nox. “Don’t stop. More. Harder.”
“Greedy.” Nox leans back, the move pushing their cock deeper into me. A bare hesitation and then they’re moving…except they aren’t moving. Their cock is. It rolls inside me, almost as if seeking…
“Oh, fuck.” My orgasm hits me without warning. My claws shoot out of my fingers, and it’s everything I can do to make sure I don’t impale either of them. Bastian writhes between my thighs, thrusting into me and against Nox, driving my orgasm on and on. Just when I think it’s about to subside, it crests again.
“There you go, Siobhan,” Bastian whispers against my lips. “Let go. We’ve got you.”
Bastian
I’m trying to keep it together, but it’s an impossible task. All I can feel is Nox inside me and Siobhan clenching around me as she orgasms over and over again. I can’t help trying to get closer to both of them at the same time. “I need…”
Nox catches my throat in their hand and uses that hold to force me to straighten. It pushes them deeper yet, pushes me deeper yet. “Fuck.”
“Does that…feel good?” From how low Nox’s voice has gone, they’re close to orgasming, too.
“Yes,” I gasp. They hit the spot inside me that makes my thoughts turn to fuzz and words sprout from my lips. “I missed you so fucking much, Nox.”
They miss their next stroke. “Bastian…”
“I did.” I press one hand to Siobhan’s lower stomach so I can stroke her clit with my thumb. She’s obviously trying to keep her eyes open, but at the first touch, she loses that battle and cries out. “I missed both of you.” I know I’ve said it before, but neither of them can fully understand how deeply I mean it.
Siobhan has been my friend for thirteen years, my partner and lover for ten. We’ve fought countless times during those years, but this last argument raised the fear that maybe it would be the last. Then, when I was taken captive, I fully expected to be hauled back to Lyari and killed. I would have done my damnedest to not endanger Siobhan and the others; I was all but certain my death would be the end of any hope of fixing what our fight broke.
And Nox? Nox was my first love, the only other person in Threshold who carries a piece of my heart with them, no matter that up until recently, I thought I’d never see them again. It was enough to know that they were out there somewhere, living the life they’d dreamed of, the one I was too cowardly to follow them into.
To spend time with Nox and Siobhan, to sail with them, to have regained enough of their trust to share their bed? It’s a gift beyond measure.
Even as swept away as I am, I know better than to speak my feelings aloud. This may feel as right as anything I’ve ever done, but a few hours ago, Nox was ready to flee. I won’t give them reason to run again.
Nox grips my hips. “I’m close,” they whisper. “I want you to come, Bastian. Stop being a hero and holding out.” They thrust into me, harder than they have previously. The pleasure is almost too much to bear. “Siobhan wants that, too, don’t you, love? You want him to make a mess of you?”