Page 52 of Keeping Sarah

“No, he can’t!” Sarah interrupted me in a panic. “I won’t allow it.”

I forced myself to blot out her refusal for the greater good, I hoped. “Butonlyme and him. You can watch us. But that is all.”

Tolkabern’s frightening eyes darted to each of us. “That is precisely what I wanted. How is this a compromise?”

Sarah said, “You said you wanted tohavethem in your bed.”

“Yes, so I might watch—wait, you thought I wanted to…” he laughed. “No, no, no, no, my pleasure is in the watching, not the doing.”

That was a relief, at least. I took Jac aside to check in with him. “I know I spoke for the both of us. Are you okay with this?”

His jaw clenched, determination etching his features. “Whatever it takes, Deacon.” He pulled his shirt off.

Sarah came up to us, putting a hand on each of our arms. “Guys, as much as I appreciate this, it’s not necessary. You don’t have to do this—"

“Yes, we do.” I took Jac’s hand and led him to the magician’s bed of cushions, before I glanced back at the other man and asked him, “Here?”

“Yes.” He nodded, bright perversion flickering in his eyes. “You will find a selection of oils to ease your circumstances for one another next to the red pillow.”

Exhaling a deep breath, I turned to Jac, needing to reassure him in that moment. “I love you.”

His expression was fierce, and filled with resolve. “I love you, too, Deacon.”

I bent down and kissed him, as we stripped away the rest of our clothes.

While we made out to get our arousal flowing, I heard the magician ask Sarah, “What are they doing?”

“Kissing. It’s a human thing,” she explained.

“I know what kissing is, Contra,” he drawled. “I meant why the declaration of love prior to their coupling?”

“The three of us love each other very much,” she said softly, the reverence in her tone unmistakable. “We are a union.”

The magician scoffed. “I did not agree tothat.”

“How do you mean?” she asked.

He made a sound of annoyance. “I had thought your servants did not appreciate the male form, that I was making them do something they did not want to do in exchange for doing somethingIdid not want to do. A compromise, indeed!”

Hope jolted through me, and I stopped kissing Jac and glanced back at Tolkabern. “Does this mean the deal is off?”

“Hardly. I am a man of my word.” He waved a hand at us. “Continue.”

Jac was nude, and soon, I was, too. I laid him onto the cushions, kissing down his body. His pleasure sounds were muted, so very unlike him. I looked up and saw his angry gaze was on the magician. I climbed back up him and turned his head so he had no choice but to focus on me. On us.

“Ignore him. If we weren’t doing this here, we would be doing this back home.”Without an outsider watching, of course, but that was beside the point.“Remember the time we were camping when we were almost twenty, and the rainstorm sacked our tent?”

Jac laughed, distracted, just as I’d intended. “I haven’t thought of that in years. What a crazy night.”

“And we ended up in that cave, much like we are now.” I locked onto his violet eyes, so full of memories. “This is just like that night. Me and you.”

He nodded and ran his fingers through my hair, so I started to lick and bite and suck my way down him again. When I reached his cock, he was already hard for me. I licked along his shaft before I took him deep into my mouth. He sucked air through his teeth, sounding like a hiss. Then he groaned loudly, as my head moved up and down his stiff length.

Grabbing one of the nearby oils, I doused my fingers before I worked them into his ass. Jac’s body jumped and jerked and he grabbed a fistful of my hair. His grunts and groans of pleasure poured through the cave, echoing on forever.

“They are stunning together, are they not?” I heard the magician say, a surprising amount of awe in his voice.

Sarah’s voice was soft and filled with devotion when she spoke. “One of the many reasons I love them, and I wish to be whole for them.”

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