Page 130 of Nicky and the Night Owls, Part One

“We’re going to show you what it's like to play with alphas,” Hana whispered in my ear.

She gave me a second of reprieve, in which Gabe fucked up in to me and I choked out a cry. Then the wand was back against my clit. Hana braced her hips beneath my ass and used her own leverage to raise me up and press me back down on Gabe's cock. The movement of it stole the breath from my lungs. Between the vibrating bulb in my ass that she nudged with a thrust, Gabe’s cock stretching me to the limit, and the wand dragging me up the sharp, steep slope of pleasure, I was entirely done for. The orgasms hit me back-to-back.

Hana and I rode him as one. She maneuvered the bulk of my weight and used her powerful hips to lift me with every thrust, keeping her arm wrapped firmly around my waist while the other held the wand, unrelenting. The bells on my nipples added to the music of our bodies. Gabe's hands wandered over my skin, a finger hooking through the other ‘O’ ring on my collar. My gaze flickered wildly between my own reflection, where Hana watched me with a gorgeous smirk, and Gabe's hazel eyes, which were ready to burn right into my soul.

Pleasure seared through me, my cunt pulsing around Gabe until I could scarcely breathe. We didn’t stop. Hana kept me moving through it all until I’d come almost a dozen more times like that, convulsing in her arms as I screamed.

When I finally begged for rest, she held me in place, and Gabe took over fucking up in to me from below with bruising hands on my hips. Hana held me at just the right height so I could experience as much of him as possible, but high enough that he didn’t have to control the depth of his thrusts.

“Please, please,” I begged. “I can’t take another.”

“One more for luck,” Hana breathed into my ear. “We can’t leave you with thirteen.”

Every cell in my body was a live wire.

The wand tipped me over the edge again, and I barely had the energy to cry out as my pussy clamped down on Gabe once more.

This time, Hana finally did let the wand fall to the wayside. She tipped me forward to let my weight melt against his chest and nudged me up so that my face was tucked against his throat. Rich tea and sweet brown sugar saturated every inhale. I huffed him like a drug and sucked at his scent gland.

I could see in the mirror that she sank down on him herself, taking the wand to her own clit as she fucked him with a strength that I was almost afraid to eventually have turned on me directly. Gabe's body tensed the same time she cried out, the two of them coming together while I laid in a limp heap on top of him.

While I floated in a haze of endorphins, Hana pulled the bulb from up my ass, undid the cuffs and collar, and rolled me onto the mats on my back.

“Colour?”

My brain moved like molasses in winter. “Sleepy green.”

Hana chuckled. “Let's get you to bed then.”

I was barely coherent as they gathered me up and wiped me down, brushed my hair, and bundled me into bed. I fell asleep sandwiched between the two of them, and as I tried to gather my thoughts, I realized that Hana was pretty close to her claim of making me forget my own name.

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HANA

Nickysleptforasolid eleven hours after her first playtime with Gabe and I. She was still snoozing when he had to get up and leave for work, waking only briefly to accept a quick kiss then falling back asleep again immediately. I had taken the opportunity to grab a few snacks and some water, slipping back into bed with Nicky before Gabe left. I sat there for nearly three hours until she stirred, which was not all that thrilling, but I certainly wasn’t going to let her wake up alone after all of that.

She wiggled next to me and stretched with the groan, burying her face against the pillow.

“Rough night?” I teased, setting a palm on her head.

She bolted upright with wide eyes. “Okay, I guess my very intense dream was actually real.” Nicky dropped her face into the pillow, and I could hear her muffled laughter.

“Very real,” I replied.

Nicky lifted her head and glanced around. “Where's Gabe?”

“He already had to leave for work. He woke you up for a goodbye, but I don’t think you fully made it to the waking world.”

“I guess not.” She pouted adorably.

She inched a little closer, so I patted my lap. Nicky squirmed across the remaining distance and laid her head on my thighs, draping her arm around my waist.

“How are you feeling?” I asked.

Her proximity made me worry less that she had regrets. I would give her whatever attention she needed to make sure that she was comfortable.

“I feel a little bit like I’ve been hit by a truck. But also still a little bit blissed.”

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