Page 89 of My Summer Girl

She cranes her neck to look at me. “You guys have orgies?” Her voice isn’t trill but almost shocked. I’ve never looked at them that way, but again, I’ve never lived through a pollination.

I chuckle as her cheeks darken and affirm with a nod. “I guess so? Everyone who wants to be with child fucks.”

She narrows her eyes, jealousy resembles there. “You’ve never...” A loud swallow fills my ears. “Participated?”

I see the turmoil in her eyes, almost like she’s wanting to be the only experience of mine. “No, sweetness,” I tease, nipping at her nose. “I’ve not experienced one. They haven’t happened...” I trail off, thinking of how sad Vera has been, the way it has eaten her alive as if it’s somehow her fault that they’ve all but disappeared. “Since Vera was born, there hasn’t been a pollination.”

Those words sound so damning when they leave my lips. The gasp Dulce lets out sounds as mournful as Vera’s every year they don’t happen.

“That’s awful. Is there something I can do?”

She places her hands on my jaw, stretching behind to hold me and offer comfort. I shake my head, not knowing why solenas stopped growing or flourishing. “They’ll come back. They have to.” I’m not sure if the words are for her or for Vera’s sake. She’s hurt herself year after year trying to bring back old traditions, surrendering to Solera in every way just to get them back. She prays, bleeds, and doesn’t sleep, hoping they’ll bless us again.

I reach for the conditioner and begin to twirl it into Dulce’s curls. After coiling them and letting it sit, we rinse it out.

The water gradually cools down, so I empty it and refill it with fresh water while we wait. I scrub my mate with the gentleness of a lover and she does the same to me.

I’m not sure how much time passes before Vex comes into the bathroom, dipping their finger in the water, but her hair is oiled and refreshed once more.

“I’m surprised you’ve kept your hands to yourselves.” Their praise isn’t lost on me. A small smile plays at their mouth, their sharp features seemingly more predatory now.

“Do I get a reward?” Dulce brightly sasses, sitting up, and rubbing against my soft length. Just the brush of her has me shuddering. Fuck. That took absolutely nothing.

Vex places both their hands on the lip of the tub, leaning forward. “No, I don’t think so, my naughty dove,” they tease, amusement lacing the words. “But if you can do as you say, I might have exactly what you’ve been begging for.”

“Number one?” she asks, hopeful, and when they nod, she takes no time to rise out of the basin. Water drips from her, trailing down her biteable ass and thick legs. “Raev, finish up, we’ve got a date.”

“Date? Like what is today?”

The chuckle filled with mirth echoing in the bathroom as Vex leaves has a shudder of anticipation filling me.

“No, you and me naked. Maybe the love of my life joining in,” she responds with kind.

I’m not sure what Dulce’s mate has planned for us, but it sounds like it’s a “fuck it” list item, and with that knowledge, I know sex is involved.

My girl is insatiable in that department, and I’ll gladly fulfill any need she has.

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