Page 55 of Isabela

“I can’t believe I’m here right now,” I tell her. “I’m a little overwhelmed by how easy this feels, too.”

“I think that’s a normal reaction,” she murmurs. Aria wraps her arm around my waist to slowly move my body into the stream of water, tugging on my hair so I’ll tip my head back. She carefully rinses me off, making sure not to get any soap in my eyes. “You and I got along before the key party, and both agree we were attracted to each other.”

“Correct,” I agree, taking the conditioner from her and beginning to work it through my hair. Aria washes her hair as we talk, and I swear it feels completely natural.

“I know this is a little crazy because of the circumstances of you living with us, but why don’t the three of us date? Ignore what the world thinks. There are all kinds of dynamics in the Eagna Society, Isa. Lilian Parks is married to two men, and no one cares,” Aria says with a shrug. “We live and love the way we want.”

Gael and she have both told me this, and I’m beginning to believe them. I can handle any heat or gossip from others, since I don’t care what they think. I’ve lived on the fringes of the world for years. My tattoos, my clothes, my gauges, none of it fits society constraints. So fuck it.

“Okay,” I agree, surprising myself by how quickly those words come out of my mouth. “I’ve never dated before, so I’m probably going to fuck this up.”

“We’ll figure it out together,” Gael says behind me, making my eyes widen. Sneaky man. Glancing over my shoulder, I see him leaning against the counter, just watching us. “I came back in and heard you two in the shower. The girl talk is adorable.”

Aria and I giggle as we rinse our hair together. There’s a bench on the side of the stall, and she bumps my hip when she sees what’s caught my attention.

“There’s a hot tub outside too, and a room with all kinds of fun things,” she says with a smile. “This house is huge. Gael and I always thought we’d have kids, but it hasn’t happened yet. So the sex room isn’t necessary, though it’s really fucking fun.”

“It is,” Gael confirms, as Aria pours some body wash into her hands. “Make sure you clean her up real well, baby.”

Eyes heating, she smears the body wash across my breasts, making my breath hitch when she tugs on my nipples as she massages the soap into my skin. “Yes, Daddy,” Aria says with a wicked smile.

“Aria.” I gulp as I say her name, the pressure returning between my legs.

“Yeah, beautiful. Do you ache?” she asks innocently, kissing me. I moan into her mouth as my hands squeeze her hips.

“Yes,” I whimper as her fingers ghost down my body.

“Are you teasing her, Aria?” Gael asks. His voice is dark and booming, making my pussy clamp on nothing. The sound I make is embarrassing, but Aria merely slips her finger over my core.

“Yes, Daddy. Come punish me?” she asks hopefully. Her finger rubs my arousal over my clit before pushing down on it.

“Aria, baby, you’re such a brat,” I moan. “Fuck, that feels good.”

“We don’t have long to play. Daddy doesn’t want to come spank me, but he does like what he’s seeing. Look, Isa,” she coos.

Doing as she says, I see Gael palming his cock, the sweatpants he changed into are now shoved down his hips.

“Oh God,” I gasp, hugging Aria tighter to me as my knees go weak.

“He never said I couldn’t use the bench to get you cleaned up,” she says, grinning wickedly. Walking us through the water, some of the suds wash away until she pushes me gently onto the built-in bench.

Dropping to her knees, she hooks my leg over her shoulder before burying her face between my thighs.

Crying out, my eyes move to where Gael has the shower door open, watching us as he fists his cock.

“My girls look so pretty together,” he praises us. Aria pushes her fingers inside of my tight pussy, and even though I’m still a little sore from last night, I press my hips up, begging for more. “You were a brat, Aria, so get your hand away from your pussy.”

“Daddy,” Aria whines, though there’s a smirk on her lips as she moves her hand to my ass. I moan as she licks and finger fucks my pussy, whimpering when her thumb presses against my asshole. “One day, I’ll be the first to fuck your ass.”

The promise pushes waves of desire through me as my legs start to shake.

“Goddamn, I can’t wait to watch Aria fuck your tight little ass,” Gael grunts. Pre-cum drips down his shaft as he fucks it with his hand, the crown red and angry. “Make her come, baby. I’m so close.”

“You heard, Daddy,” Aria murmurs. “He’s going to turn my ass red either way. Be a good girl and come all over my tongue.”

Gael pulls off his shirt, his stomach toned and flat. The mixture of Aria’s words and expert sucking of my clit makes me cry out as I come. My sounds perfectly match Gael’s grunts as ribbons of cum jut into the shower, easily washed away by the water.

My pussy strangles Aria’s fingers as I spiral into a smaller orgasm at the thought of his cum on my face and tongue.

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