Page 19 of Solstice

“Jesus.” He stroked his dick while he grinned at me. “What the fuck are you doing down there?”

“I’ve got an idea for our little slut.”

“Yeah?” He raised an eyebrow and pursed his lips. “What’s on your mind?”

I grabbed Ivy’s ankle and sent a visual of me in her cunt with Carter in her ass, and the way she moaned and muttered, “Yes,” almost had me doubling over.

“Let’s take this party upstairs.” I unhooked Ivy’s ankle restraints and massaged her feet, worried she might not be able to walk given how long I’d had her spread eagle on the table. Carter unhooked her hands and solved that problem by lifting her into his arms, one under her shoulders, the other under her knees.

Such a meathead.

I stared at the sway of his narrow hips as he walked, my gaze traveling the spread of his back up to where it widened into his shoulders. Carter had always been beautifully built, and neither time nor age had dampened my attraction to him.

I remembered the first night between us, the first time he’d been touched that intimately by another man, and I smirked at the pure innocence in his eyes. How long ago that seemed compared to the filthy fucker in front of me. Today, Carter would move entire mountains if it meant my cock in his ass.

Like the dutiful king, I followed my knight and my queen down the hallway to her room. A true ruler served his loved ones first, and even if I’d never wanted the burden of this blistering crown, I’d wear it for them. I’d bear the weight of all this for them.

Carter dropped Ivy in the center of the bed and fell into the spot next to her, leaning in to steal a kiss before I could say anything about it. She pushed up on her elbows and licked her lips, biting her bottom one. I focused on the tiny cut there, where I’d bitten her hard enough to draw blood two days ago.

She liked it, and she was going to love what I wanted to do next.

“Carter came all this way to see you,” I told Ivy. “Don’t you think he deserves a special treat?”

Ivy nodded and turned her attention to our husband, rolling on top of him so she could shuck his pants down to his ankles and off his feet. Once he was as naked as her, she looked up at me for the next direction.

I’d told them at the start that this was my scene. I’d caught her. She’d submitted. Those were the rules.

“What should we give him?” I linked my hands behind my back, pretending to think, drawing this out so Carter could enjoy the buildup. He must have suspected where this was heading, of course. “I know. When was the last time he had your ass, X?”

She curled her lips into a smile and shrugged. “No clue.”

“Hmm.” I nodded. “Why don’t you take out your plug and put Carter inside instead?”

Ivy made a grand show of rolling over on her hands and knees, bending and arching her back to wiggle the metal out. Blood surged to my cock, making it ache and throb. I wouldn’t be able to ignore it much longer.

For as long as I’d been edging Ivy, I’d been edging myself. I enjoyed knowing the grand finale would rock my world, but I might have taken it too far this time. My dick would probably explode two seconds in, and then where the fuck would I be?

Once the plug was out, she tossed it on the bed and straddled Carter’s waist, reaching for the lube on the side table. Never looking away from him, she opened the bottle and squeezed the liquid over his tip. He put some on his fingers and traced them over her ass to get her ready.

She stared down at him like he ruled the heavens and the hells and the entire universe. A fiery twinge twisted in my stomach because Ivy had neverlooked at me like that. I clenched my jaw before I forced myself to lock that shit away. She’d spent the last forty-some hours doing whatever I wanted. She had earned a moment with Carter.

Then she slowly, so fucking slowly, impaled herself on him. He clamped his fingers around her hips and she dug hers into his abs to hold herself upright. Once they were fully connected, she stayed like that to let herself adjust.

“Sweet fucking hell,” Carter said, tucking his head into the space between her neck and shoulder. “I’ll never get used to this.”

Ivy laughed, and ecstasy washed over her expression. They had a connection I would never have with either of them. He had taught her everything she knew, and she, in turn, matched his drive and ambition with her own. I lovedtheirlove, and maybe it made me a narcissistic pervert, but I wanted to be a part of it.

Both sets of eyes shifted to me—Carter’s eager and excited, Ivy’s sultry and inviting. She reached out, fingers waving me closer, and for the first time in a long fucking time, I had to swallow down my insecurity.

This was my scene, and I was the master here, but I wasn’t sure if I should intrude. Carter had just gotten off a six-hour plane ride. Ivy hadn’t seen him in weeks. They probably didn’t even want me?—

“Get your ass over here, DC,” Carter said. “Put your dick in her cunt and fuck us both.”

Sweet sinful damnation.

I pulled the role back up around me and climbed into the bed, walking on my knees closer to them and settling in between Carter’s legs. Ivy stood and turned around to face me, situating herself so she leaned on Carter’s chest. He slid his cock back inside her and rubbed her clit while I sat there with my hands on my thighs, filling myself with the arrogance I’d need to continue being the dominant in this scene.

“Look at him,” Carter whispered in Ivy’s ear. “Have you ever seen anyone more powerful?”

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