Page 46 of Cheshire's Smile
My heartbeat pounded in my ears. It grew louder and louder. Emotions poured through me. Pain. Exhaustion. Despair. An overwhelming feeling of love and devotion. I was so happy to see him again. My heart swelled and I felt a tear slide down my face.
“It’s hurting her!” Carban shouted and arms pulled at me. I pushed their hands away from me, needing to finish what I started.
“She’s alright,” I heard Eugene say. “It can be overwhelming. Trust her.”
The hands stopped pulling at me and Hatter’s eyes widened. His hands came up and cupped the sides of my face and then he was kissing me.
My magic cut off and it was just him and me. His mouth on mine. His tongue. His taste. The scent of the sickness had dissipated around us and all I could smell was him. Clovers and bittersweet tea. Relief and joy filled my chest and while I knew part of those were my own feelings, I knew some of them were Hatter’s. I could feel everything he was feeling.
A throat cleared.
Reluctantly, very reluctantly, we withdrew from one another. I could still feel the hum of need for him beneath my skin. A part of me needing to be as close to him as possible. As if my magic was drawn to the magic inside of him.
I closed my eyes and took a deep breath, pushing myself away from him.
Space. I needed space.
“Alice?” Eugene’s voice filled my ears.
My eyes opened as I met the Reaper’s gaze. “I’m alright.” I shifted further away from Hatter. His hand shot out and clasped onto mine. I offered him a reassuring smile, patting his hand. “We’reokay.”
Cheshire stroked a clawed finger across my cheek, his gaze searching my face. “How do you feel?”
I was acutely aware of everyone’s eyes on me. More prominently Coby’s and Carban’s. I cleared my throat and pecked him on the nose. “I’m well. Really. A bit tired but other than that, I’m...”
A surging wave of desire poured through me, making me gasp. I shot a look at Hatter but he wasn’t looking at me, he was watching Cheshire. Each time the fae stroked a finger across my skin, there was a spike of lust. Red hot lust that caused my body to heat and liquid to pool between my thighs.
My thighs pressed together. A low moan escaped me. Four noses inhaled sharply. A low rumble came from Cheshire. His eyes heated, flicking between Hatter and me.
“Uh,” Dorian cleared his throat. “Father, why don’t we give them a moment?”
Eugene made a sound of agreement before following his son out of the room.
Coby stepped forward.
But Carban’s hand shot out grabbing his brother with a shake of his head. “We’ll... be out here.” He directed his brother out of the bedroom, giving a long lingering look at the three of us on the bed before closing the door behind him.
At one point, I would have welcomed them to stay. However, right now, I was grateful not to have to think about my feelings with the twins. There were so many overlapping emotions inside of me it was difficult to figure out where my feeling started and where Hatter’s began.
“This is... an interesting development.” Cheshire brushed my hair over my shoulder, his tongue flicking out to lick across my lips. “Tell me, pet. What is our Hatter feeling right now?”
My eyelashes fluttered as I sucked in a sharp breath. Desire spiked, turning my insides molten. “He’s... ravenous.”
Hatter hummed, his hand stroked up and down my arm, his fingers circling my wrist. “Yes, I am definitely feeling... peckish.”
“Hmmm, I wonder,” Cheshire purred against me, sending tingles that made my nipples tightened and my core pulse. His hand slid up down my body, before stopping at my knee. “How does our girl feel when I do this?” His fingers trailed up the inside of my thigh, pushing up my skirt.
Hatter groaned and adjusted himself with his other hand, lifting up on the bed until he pressed against my back. “She definitely likes that.”
My breath caught in my throat. Cheshire’s finger found my soaked folds, bare beneath my skirt.
“Cheshire.” I panted, my thighs parting further for him as Hatter pressed his lips to the side of my neck.
Cheshire parted me, sliding his claw gently up through my slick before pressing down on my clit. “The sounds she makes when she’s coming apart around me,” he growled low and flicked his finger, making me whimper. “Pure perfection.”
Hatter hummed against my neck. “Have you had our cat’s cock inside of you, naughty girl?”
I couldn’t answer, my eyes closing against all the sensations.
