Page 37 of Awakening
“I’m—I’m cumming again,” she sobbed.
“Let it go, baby, get the pleasure you deserve,” I whispered.
Her orgasm ripped through her like fire.
“Mav,” Knox called out to me, “Come fill me up, please,” he begged.
Doing as I was asked, I kissed Ajaih deeply as she attempted to come down from her release, Knox lying on his back, ready for me, his hard dick pointing north.
Ajaih found her way between Knox’s muscular thighs as she took him down her throat.
“Fuck, suck this dick, baby,” Knox moaned as he pumped in and out her mouth.
Feeling left out, I climbed on Knox’s face as he began to suck my dick. I leaned forward, and Ajaih removed his dick from her mouth and slowly slipped it in mine. Pushing his legs completely open, Ajaih slid her tongue from his balls down to his puckered asshole and rimmed it so nastily, spitting on it, licking it, shaking her whole face in it as I topped Knox off.
“I’m about to fucking cum,” Knox cried out, his body beginning to jerk, and his sweet but salty semen eased down my throat. Releasing her tongue from his hole, Ajaih’s lips crashed into mine as we both tasted Knox on each other’s tongues.
“Ajaih, you a nasty little bitch, I think I’m in love,” Knox spoke, his chest still heaving up and down, causing us both to laugh.
Ajaih kissed Knox nastily, as she spit in his mouth, his eyes glazing over with possession and adoration. I grabbed the lube and coated my dick. With a deep, guttural moan, I pushed myself inside Knox, his walls contracting around me.
“Fuck,” I groaned.
“You look so sexy buried deep inside his ass, Daddy,” Ajaih spoke, her eyes glimmering with pure unadulterated lust as she watched me stroke Knox’s ass to my completion. Knowing how aroused she was watching me fuck Knox pushed me over the edge as I emptied inside him, my vision going white with release.
The three of us lay tangled in the sheet, breathless, bodies slick with sweat and satisfaction.
Knox kissed her shoulder while I brushed her curls from her face, both of us whispering a reminder softly in her ear, "You’re ours."
We managed to get cleaned up and make it back to bed, drifting into sleep completely and blissfully sated.
A Homecoming of Sorts
The morning after was quiet in the best way. Waking up tangled in limbs and tousled sheets, the scent of seduction and sex floating in the air. Ajaih lay against my chest, her curls wild and soft against my skin, while Knox snored lightly on her other side, one hand still resting on her hip like he’d claimed her in his sleep.
I didn’t feel confused. With each passing day I spent with Ajaih and Knox, I was unraveling while simultaneously becoming whole.
As I tried to maneuver from the bed to get coffee and breakfast going, Ajaih pulled me closer.
“No, Mavi, lay back down and rest,” she said sweetly, her eyes fluttering open.
“I need to feed you, baby,” I replied, kissing her lips softly, a smile appearing on her angelic face.
“We’ll make breakfast together, but right now I need to be in your arms,” she whined, that brat shit making my dick jump.
“You need Daddy to stroke the brattiness out of you this morning?”
She laughed, kissing my chest as she positioned herself in my waiting arms and tossed her leg over me like that would lock me into place.
“Did you enjoy last night?” I asked, needing to know.
“Mmmm, every single minute of it,” her body shivering as she recalled the pleasure-filled night.
Knox began to stir awake, reaching over to rub his hand up and down Ajaih’s side, pulling a whimper from her, “Mmmmm, good morning, Handsome.”
“Good morning, Gorgeous.” he moved in closer, kissing her neck. “Ja, I meant it last night when I said you belong to us,” he staked his claim clearly and confidently.
“And I heard you then, I hear you now, and I’d love to be yours, but are you both open to polyamory? Open to getting to know Dana, Ahmir, Caleb, and Yanna?”
