Page 23 of Queen of Spades

“You’re driving him crazy, Angel,” I murmured, giving Jesse a rough squeeze. I loved hearing her breath hitch as Jesse gripped my shoulders, flexing as I pumped my hand over his cock. Twisting us on the bed, I shoved him back ontothe mattress so he landed next to Grace. She was a vision, her gold hair cascading down her breasts, her lips parted in a silent gasp as she panted each breath. Following her arm down, desire burned a trail down my spine as I watched two of her fingers sink into her pussy, arousal glistening on her thighs.

Unable to touch her, I took out my frustrations on Jesse, who was watching Grace with hooded eyes as he stroked his cock. I batted his hand away and descended on him, kissing and biting a vicious path down his chest as he squirmed. I could hear the sound of Grace’s fingers pumping inside of her, she was so aroused.

“That’s it, Angel. You say our names when you come.” I smirked, nipping at Jesse’s taut abdomen. He grunted and flexed underneath me, his cock rubbing against my neck as I kissed along his hip bone. He was leaking pre-cum, and I used my tongue to clean him off before swallowing him in one go. Jesse bucked, hissing a breath out through his teeth. Not that I was bragging, but I prided myself on my oral technique. I felt him thicken, threatening to cut off my airway, and I pressed my hand into his abdomen, drawing him deeper until he could feel me swallow around him.

“Oh… oh god! Erik! J-Jesse!” Grace keened, and I glanced up, keeping Jesse buried in my throat, his hips bucking as I pushed him into the bed. Grace’s head was thrown back, her hand braced on the headboard behind her as she spasmed around her fingers. I wasn’t one to talk with my mouthful, so I pulled away from Jesse, letting him sag into the bed as Ismirked at Grace.

“That’s our girl, you come apart so beautifully,” I purred. Jesse had turned to watch as well, licking his lips as he stared at her glistening pussy.

Grace smiled languidly, her pupils blown and cheeks flushed pink. I gave Jesse’s hip a gentle squeeze before I crawled out from between his legs, prowling toward her, stopping just short of touching her. She pulled her fingers out of herself and held them up to me as an offering. I treated them like Jesse’s cock, parting my lips and drawing them over my tongue, deep enough that I could taste her everywhere as I licked her clean. The bed shifted as Jesse moved to kneel beside us, and Grace sat up, her eyes glancing between the two of us.

“I don’t… I don’t want to be on my back,” she murmured, and I signed to Jesse, who nodded quickly.

“You say stop, we stop. Two fingers and tap Jesse anywhere twice, and he stops immediately.” I showed her, tapping Jesse twice on the shoulder with two fingers. He nodded again, smiling down at her as she crawled closer. Her hands came out tentatively to stroke our chests, trailing lower as we both struggled not to pounce on her. The sound I made when her hand finally wrapped around my throbbing cock was inhuman.

“Can I kiss you?” I rasped, and she nodded, her cheeks flushed. I swooped in and captured her lips, groaning as they parted for me so eagerly. Jesse shifted until he was behind her, his hands coming around to stroke her stomach, knuckles brushing against me.

“Are you okay on your knees, Angel?” I asked, my lips moving to her brush against her ear. She nodded again and signed a quick acknowledgement to Jesse. His hands drifted to herhips, guiding her until she was hinged forward, her hands dropping to the bed.

“That’s it, Angel,” I praised softly, stroking her hair back as Jesse coated himself with her own arousal before lining up with her entrance. Grace whimpered as he sank into her agonizingly slow, his hands running up and down her back as I tipped her chin up to focus her gaze on me.

“You look so good taking his cock,” I told her, and her eyes fluttered closed as Jesse bottomed out inside of her, his hips pressed against her ass. He rubbed his thumbs in light circles on her lower back as she settled herself, her shoulders finally relaxing with a shaky sigh. I gave Jesse a quick nod, and he started to move, slowly at first, testing her comfort levels. I stroked myself idly as I traced her bottom lip with my thumb, watching her face morph from nervous to languid.

Her lips parted as Jesse gave her a rough thrust, and I pressed my thumb down just a little. Her eyes met mine, and she opened wider, sticking out her tongue. I squeezed my cock as a rush of need coursed through me. “Are you sure?” I asked softly, and she nodded, looking up at me from under her eyelashes.

I shifted forward, guiding the pierced tip of my cock over her tongue. Jesse thrust harder, and I slid fully inside her mouth, swallowing a groan. I wanted to stuff her full, pin her between Jesse and I so the only thing she could think about was pleasure. Grace seemed to be thinking the same thing, because she let out a muffled moan and hollowed her cheeks, gazing up at me with lust-filled dark eyes. “Angel, you’re killing me,” I growled, cupping her cheek with my hand. Jesse grunted, and I glanced up to see him gripping her hip, a devious smirk playing on his lips. His other handslipped down underneath her, and her eyes closed as she moaned again. He must’ve been teasing her clit.

I slid my cock across her tongue, stroking her cheek as I thrust back in just as Jesse did the same. She cried out around my length, her body shaking as an orgasm rocked through her. Jesse growled, and we worked together to draw it out until she was a trembling mess between us. I was so close, my balls tightened as the familiar bolts of lightning sparked down my spine. “Angel I’m going to come,” I warned her, moving to pull out. Grace glared up at me, her hand moving to grip the back of my thigh. She hollowed out her cheeks, and I came apart with a curse, spilling across her tongue as she swallowed me down, her eyes never leaving mine.

Jesse followed me, finishing with a groan as he gripped her tightly by the waist. I pulled out of her mouth and leaned down to capture her lips once more, dragging my tongue along her bottom lip to catch any of myself that I had left behind. Carefully, I lifted her up into my arms, and Jesse hopped off the bed as I settled her back into the pillows, peppering her face with kisses as she giggled breathlessly, pulling me down beside her.

“Thank you,” she murmured, and I swiped the tear that escaped and made a break for it. Jesse appeared next to us holding a cloth, and he cleaned her up as I held her gently. When he was finished, he tossed the washcloth toward the bathroom and curled up on the other side of her, brushing feather-light touches along her stomach.

“I missed you,” he signed, and she gave him a shaky smile.

“I missed you too. Both of you,” she signed back, and I settled down next to her, refusing to let her go. Eventually the errant tears dried up, and her stormy eyes drifted closed.This was where she belonged. I smiled as Jesse fell asleep holding her, and I laid my hand over his, my heart warm for the first time in weeks.

Chapter fourteen

Jesse

At least our princess got a few hours of sleep before her nightmares began. It was early morning when I shifted, feeling her squirming in my arms. I woke fully when her palm slapped against my chest, panicking that maybe I had rolled over onto her and was squishing her arm or something. Her face was twisted in fear as she writhed, battling an invisible enemy. I stroked her face, sending her a calming vision, reminding her brain that she was safe once again. Eventually, her movements slowed, and her eyes blinked open, confusion etched across her brow as she tried to orient herself. I smiled, dragging my knuckles across her cheek, and she exhaled slowly, stilling against me.

“Are you okay?” I asked, and she nodded slowly, yawning and rubbing her face. I checked my watch and sighed. It was already 5 am—I only woke up this early when I wanted to… My eyes widened, and I grinned at Grace, sending her a vision of herself on a surfboard.

Her face lit up with interest, and I pressed a finger to my lips, gesturing for her to follow me out of the bed. Erik was somehow still asleep after all that, and I didn’t want to wake him. I led Grace into the shared bathroom and left her to get ready while I went to my room and grabbed my gear. Istill had her bikini stowed with my gear, as well as the small wetsuit I’d picked up on a whim, excited about the prospect of having someone to finally surf with. I gave her the suits to get dressed and headed downstairs to load up the Jeep. I had a smaller board that would work for Grace, and I doubted we’d do more than float and get our balance this morning anyway.

Once the boards were secured in the Jeep, I headed back inside to get Grace. Halfway to the stairs I slammed into something solid and invisible, my hands shooting out to catch myself. Levy flickered into view, looking sheepish and signing apologies. I grinned and slapped him on the chest, too excited to wonder what he was doing wandering around the house at the crack of dawn.

“Surfing?” he asked, giving me a once-over. I’d dragged my wetsuit over my hips but had left the top half undone and hanging around my waist. I nodded, smirking at him with my eyebrow cocked.

“Want to join?” I signed, and he hesitated, looking flustered as if I’d just propositioned him. Not that I would say no to that of course, but I was a bit too gentle for him, and I think it made him nervous. His eyes flicked to the stairs, and I turned to see Grace walking toward us. Her hair was up in a messy bun like mine, her wetsuit pulled up but left open at the front, giving us an eyeful of her little red bikini. She smiled at Levy, who promptly flickered out of view, and I clapped him on the shoulder roughly, sending him a vision of him sitting on the beach while we surfed.

“Come on, man, I could use the help to keep Grace safe,” I signed, and his hands faded into view briefly, signing a quick agreement. I grinned and caught Grace around thewaist, kissing her on the forehead and pulling her toward the garage. I shot Erik a quick text letting him know I was kidnapping our damaged duo, and we climbed into my Jeep, heading off toward the beach.

The conditions weren’t ideal this morning, but that only meant my spot wasn’t teeming with other surfers for once, and that was fine by me. Levy faded into view when we arrived and helped me with the surfboards, carrying Grace’s for her. Her excitement was palpable as we neared the ocean, and she zipped up her suit, staring at the small dots of movement already catching the waves. Levy set the board in the sand where the surf was lapping against the shore, and I quickly explained to Grace how we would paddle out and started practicing standing on the board. I helped her secure the leash to her ankle. She beamed up at Levy and gave him a quick kiss as he handed over her board. I smirked and mimicked her actions, catching him off guard as my lips brushed his.

“Stay close.” I grinned at him, tossing him my phone as he flickered briefly, his cheeks red. Nudging Grace with my hip, I grabbed my board and ran toward the ocean, tossing it down into the water and sliding across it on my stomach.

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