Page 135 of Home to the Hollow

Ooh, she makes him feisty—I like it.

“I think she’s cooled down enough that we can, Lucy. But first, she needs to tell us what’s so funny.”

Her hand shoots up, grabbing me by the neck to tug me close to her face. “If you earn it, I will.”

By Zeus’ beard, Lucy found us a motherfucking switch.

I grin in excitement, finally wrestling out of her iron grip to her shiny, pierced nipples. It helps to know exactly how she likes them played with, so I experiment, listening for moans and sighs as I use my teeth and tongue to explore. Her fingers bury in my hair and I hear Lucy chuckle as he moves down her body.

“Y’know, sugarplum, I’ve decided right about here…” He pauses as she gasps, and I almost tell him to quit teasing until I feel his tongue on my cock as well. “..might be my new favorite place.”

Uh, I will not complain about that.

I lift my head, moving to worship the rest of her soft breasts and the small tugs she gives me to direct me makes my hips jerk. When I bite, her thighs unclench, and Lucy takes that opportunity to bury his face in her smooth pussy. Jolene’s neck arches and she moans loudly, but I pinch her nipple hard enough to bring her eyes back to mine.

“You gonna tease me or fuck me, Doc?”

Without missing a beat, I reply, “Little of column A, little of column B. Lucy’s getting you ready. If you can control that mouth of yours, you can lie back and enjoy.”

“Perhaps you could put it to better use? I’d be a poor orgy host if I didn’t offer my services,” she shoots back as she bats her lashes at me.

“Point of order, sugarplum!” Lucy’s head pops up, and he gives us a glazed grin. “This is a threesome. An orgy requires a few more bodies.”

Hades, help me, I think I’m going to explode before she does.

“Thank you, McDreamy. Now, could you and McSteamy go back to making me come so we can all get off before the sun goes down?”

Lucy doesn’t even answer, he just dives back in and she makes a strangled sound that says she’s pleased. I adjust my body as she asked, deciding if she wants to be in charge this round, she can. Holding my body up on my arms, I look down to see her hand reach for my dick and pull me down until she can swallow it like a goddamned champ. Her hips rise to grind against Lucy’s face and I move my gaze to his as I shudder at the things she’s doing to me.

The height difference works in my favor and I dip my head to join my boy in devouring her. The sounds she makes in response vibrate over me and I have to work hard not to fuck her mouth into the goddamned ground.

That’s rude the first time, right?

We move as one, tasting and teasing one another until her body begins to shiver with an impending orgasm. I thrust two fingers inside of her as Lucy and I nibble and suck the most sensitive parts and when I feel her nails dig into my hips, I follow her into bliss.

When I lift off of her, I look down to say something, but I’m shocked to find she’s out like a light. My eyes widen and I look at Lucy in a panic. He shrugs, shaking his head.

Neither of us know what the fuck just happened to her.

After a brief argument, we leave everything where it is and I carry her up towards the house. She said the cats came out this way, and Lucy seems to have them in hand as we make our way to the door. The eagle stays put on the lounge chair, and I decide I’ll worry about it later. The only thing I can think about now is getting Jolene upstairs and examining her to make sure this isn’t a medical problem.

“She has no clue she’s a lost one, right?” I whisper to my boy as we navigate the unfamiliar house.

He shakes his head and I head for the stairs, noting that she seems to be trying to point in that direction, but otherwise she’s still zoned out.

One thing I know is that once we check her out, I’m not leaving this place until she’s up and coherent—whether she likes it or not.

Week Two

Aloud squeal of excitement wakes me, and I stretch under the blanket. Prez and I stayed all night because Sugarplum didn’t rouse and we were too exhausted to go home by the time we figured out she was okay, just out like a light. Prez figures it must have to do with her supe side trying to emerge, but we had little research options late at night in the Hollow.

“Don’t eat the head off me for not calling ahead, Peanut. Seein’ as I’ve walked in on your orgy an’ all.”

My ears catch the musical Irish tones of a stranger and I listen for a moment before making myself known. “Not an orgy.”

Jolene wiggles a bit, peeking under the blanket briefly before she drops it back over my head. Looks like she had no idea we were still here, and now she’s got an unexpected guest.

“Aye, Peanut. I s’pose the cute bum on the right is tellin’ ye true. Y’don’t have ‘nough participants to make an orgy. I’m sure I can help y’fix that soon ‘nough.”

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