Page 38 of Samhain

“I have an idea.” Ivy went to a dresser drawer, and I trembled while I waited for her to rummage through it. When she eventually returned, she’d wrapped a black leather holster around her waist, a huge rainbow-colored dildo hanging off the front. “I think the princess should tend to your aches and pains while I take what I want out of this sweet pussy.”

Ivy trailed her finger along the inside of my leg, and I spread my knees wider.

“What do you say?” Lex looked at me, awaiting my permission.

They had it. They always had it.

I rushed to get on all fours, my pulse thundering against my ribs and echoing down to my cunt. Lex walked around the side of the bed to slide in front of me, relaxing against the headboard like a king in repose.

His queen took the spot behind me, coasting her warm hands over my hips and down my spine, easing me into a better pose with my ass up in the air. The bed dipped where her knees bent between mine, and I heard the lube cap open while I pressed my lips to Lex’s mouth.

I loved Ivy, I truly did, and I loved her well before I loved Lex. But he and I had seen the best and the worst of each other. He completed me. So many times I had been in this position, bowed before him, his dick in my hand, his intimidating stare trained on me, beckoning me to do all the dirty things I knew he liked.

After pressing my lips to the tip of his cock, I licked at the spot that drove him wild—soft and sweet, knowing he was sensitive from all we’d done up until now. He twisted his hand in my hair and hissed in a breath like it hurt and felt amazing.

I knew it did. I sensed his bliss under my skin. When I circled my lips around the head, flicking my tongue over his slit, he groaned and tilted his head back on the headboard. There were many things I loved doing to Lex, but sucking his cock had to be in my top five. He was so responsive, so greedy, and it made me feel truly alive to be wanted that desperately by such a powerful man.

Ivy positioned the dildo at my entrance and inched inside of me. My skin stretched, accommodating her entry. For as tender as she’d always been with me, she wasn’t nice about this. As soon as she positioned it, she shoved forward, sending me off balance and shoving Lex’s cock down the back of my throat.

I gagged and Lex gasped, jumping under me and kicking his legs out. Ivy let out an evil laugh, followed by, “There’s a good girl.”

“Fucking hell, X.” Lex tightened his hands in my hair, soothing the ache of having choked on his big dick.

I loved the familiar taste of him, and when Ivy found that spot inside of me that made me moan around him, we all learned Lex had lied earlier. He could fuck something else as long as it was my face.

They descended on me like monsters. Ivy spanked my ass and pulled my hair, forcing my mouth open wider so Lex could get farther inside. My eyes burned, and my throat constricted around the girth of him, but I wouldn’t have stopped it for anything.

Having their joint attention on me blew my entire world apart. The last time we were together, they had barely discovered the strange new friendship between them. Now, it seemed, they had learned the same thing Carter and I had—what it took to be a team.

The undercurrent of their rivalry still burned between them, but instead of turning it on each other like they would have done in the past, they turned it on the world, and in this case, on me.

Lex fucked my mouth harder and, when I choked and drooled, he gave me little reprieve.

“Aww, my poor princess.” Lex fake pouted and pulled out of me to wipe the spit from my chin, smearing it over my face. “Is my cock bigger than you remember?”

“No, I’ve just gotten used to your best friend’s,” I teased. “He likes to have his balls licked.”

It may have been the wrong thing to say when Carter wasn’t there to defend himself, and I’d only said it to goad Lex, to be his brat-princess once again. But Ivy tightened her hands around my waist, digging her short nails into my skin, and Lex’s eyes widened at the taunt before flicking to Ivy over my head.

I’d confirmed what they must have suspected but hadn’t yet asked—that the two of us had fucked outside of our square. That after they’d broken our hearts, we’d taken out our grief on each other.

I waited for the other shoe to drop, for Ivy to pull away and look at me with an unyielding jealous heat. My heart pounded. My skin flushed. Just when I was about to apologize, to say I hadn’t meant it, Lex grabbed my head and forced my mouth lower.

“Well, then,” he said, “get to it.”

I did, licking and lapping at him like a good princess. A few minutes later, I came with Ivy pounding into me like a savage. She and I had never used a strap-on before, but she had skill. I wondered if it was Carter or Lex who enjoyed being pegged and decided it might be both.

“Fuck yeah,” Lex said, pumping down my throat again. “Your mouth is so fucking perfect.” I swallowed him, groaning as Lex’s climax rushed through me. Ivy came last, using the vibrating portion of the holster to rub against her clit until it echoed through the three of us in an incriminating display of euphoria. I rolled to the side, panting down my hormone-laced ecstasy, and Ivy collapsed next to me, the strap tossed somewhere to our left.

Then we waited to feel Carter.

Our orgasms were like a siren beacon to him, reverberating through our souls and whatever joined us together. It reminded us of our obligation. We had promised until the end.

We needed him now, and he needed us. But he didn’t come, figuratively or literally. It ached like an itch on a limb that had been amputated, like I couldn’t reach it no matter how hard I tried.

Lex sighed and rolled to the nightstand, grabbing a pack of cigarettes and handing one to each of us. I took it and inhaled when he brought the lighter toward me, wondering where my Romeo had gone, wondering when he’d come for his Juliet.

The lulls between episodes were longer, seemingly quelled by the three of us being together, but they hadn’t gone away entirely. He had to be on his way. I’d texted him the address. He wouldn’t just leave this to go unanswered. The lust had to be sated, and if it wasn’t, we might suffer the terrible consequences to no end. I reached for my phone and called him, but it went to voicemail again, as it had every time I’d tried.

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