Page 72 of Ashes

With his index finger, he points to the swollen, wet bud.

“Okay, seriously,” Nova says, looking down at us, her entire body flushed with arousal. “One of you needs to touch me.”

“Show me.” Sam looks at me. His eyes catch mine. Oh, I get it. He doesn’t just like touching Nova; he likes watchingmetouch her too.

Smiling, I begin to massage her clit. I play with it until her hips match my rhythm, then I use my tongue instead, nibbling at her pussy, savoring every taste.

“Your turn,” I say, forcing myself to stop.

Sam mirrors me exactly. While Nova begins to pant and groan, he uses his fingers and tongue like an expert.

“Fuck me,” she pleads. “Somebody, fuck me.”

“Do you want to?” I ask. “Cos, I get it if you want your first time to be a little more… private.”

He shakes his head and swipes his fingers through his thick, curly hair. “You expect me to walk away from this?”

I smile and nod, then put my hands on his hips and move him into position. He leans down and kisses her. Nova loops her arms around his neck while Mack continues to play with her breasts. When Sam takes his mouth away from hers, she strokes the side of his face. “You’re sure?”

“I’m sure.” He looks back at me. I’m behind him. I grip his impressive length and grin at Nova over Sam’s shoulder. “Lucky girl,” I tell her. Noticing where my hand is, she moans and opens her legs wider.

I guide Sam to her entrance. “Just the tip…” I let go as he eases the head of his dick into her. He shudders and breathes out hard. “Good boy. Now a little more.” He moves his hips forward and sinks deeper. As Nova sighs and Mack strokes her face, Sam starts to thrust.

I move to the side so I can watch him fucking her. Nova reaches for my dick. She’s taken Mack’s balls in her mouth, hungrily sucking them while he kneels over her from behind her head.

Sam picks up his pace, but then his eyes widen. He’s going to come.

I let go of my own dick and reach for Sam’s. He stares at me as I grip him hard, right where the tip meets the shaft. “When you feel like it’s gone, I’ll let go.”

Sam pants heavily. I keep hold of him, squeezing the orgasm back inside him.

Finally, he nods. His eyes move to my lips. I glance at Nova. She’s watching us with wide, sparkling eyes. I turn back to Sam and guide his hand to my cock. His fingers curl around me at the same time his mouth meets mine. While he fists my shaft, he eases his own back into Nova. Then he takes his hand away from me and grabs her hips, making circular movements that take her breath away as Mack massages her clit. Dancer’s moves, if ever I saw them.

She arches her back. Her body stiffens. Her cheeks are flushed bright pink, and she’s gripping the sheets between her hands. Sam falls forward and laces his fingers with hers as Mack slides out of the way and stands next to the bed.

We watch as Sam’s orgasm thunders through him. Nova is close to coming. So close. Sam trembles on top of her. She strokes his back, kisses his neck. When he rolls onto his side and kisses her shoulder, I dive between her legs. His cum mingles with hers. I put my fingers inside her and hook them forward. I’ve barely started sucking her clit when she sparks. Waves of heat shake the air. She reaches for Sam and kisses him, then kisses Mack, humming into their mouths.

Mack comes on her stomach, growling loudly and running his hands through his hair, then massaging his warm cum into her skin.

“Tanner…” Nova looks up at me. “Inside.” She pulls my dick toward her. I slide in, groaning at her wetness. She clenches around me, and I let go. I come hard, the orgasm lasting a long time. When it fades, I rest my head between her breasts. Mack curls himself around her. She kisses us, strokes us, soothes us.

We fall asleep in a tangle of arms and legs, fused together. Little star in our middle.

38

NICO

Eve is standing in front of the fountain. Moonlight illuminates her face, making her skin paler and the black lines at the corners of her eyes darker. She takes a vial of FHB from her long black robe and swallows it down in one gulp. She licks her lips, staining them a dark nauseating red, then runs her tongue over her teeth.

“You’re certain?” Ragnor asks her. “This is the place?”

“Can’t youfeelit?” she asks, swaying back and forth. “It’s beneath us. His power. Can’t youfeelit?”

Clearly, my father can’t feel anything. His jaw twitches. He turns to the pack, standing like soldiers behind us, waiting for their orders. “Andre,” he snaps. “Now.”

Immediately, Andre scurries back to the house. Three others follow him.

When they emerge again at the top of the steps, they’re carrying the coffin.

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