A Passion for Potions (Petalfall #1)

8. Eight - Getting Started

Eight - Getting Started

Viggo

The relief that floods me is intoxicating.

She wants us both.

I squeeze Penny’s shoulder, to make sure this is real.

“You give your neighbors far too much credit,” I tell her.

“Maybe,” she says with a shrug. “I wondered where you’d disappeared to. If you’d told me why you couldn’t see me in the light of day, I wouldn’t have run away screaming.”

“I’m glad. But maybe your desire clouds your judgment.”

She laughs and licks her lips. “It definitely has before, but if anyone else asks I’ll never admit to it.”

I go to her, taking the same hand I did on the night of the full moon and raise it to my lips

But when I kiss her wrist, Penny says. “I have one more question.”

Ana looks from me to him and her brow quirks. “I can humor one more, even though I doubt it will be the last you ask tonight.”

Chuckling, Penny stands. “Where do you want us to fuck you?”

I did not expect this.

My imaginings of this night may have ended with her in our bed, but they never moved this quickly.

Whatever she wants, I’ll give it to her if it means she might stay.

“If you’re desperate, I can throw you to the floor and tear that pretty tease of a dress off of you.” I lick my lips, but I don’t move.

I don’t trust myself to move yet.

“That’s tempting,” she says, her gaze going to my smile... my teeth. “But I can’t afford to replace it.”

“I’ll buy you another.” I help her out of her chair. “I’ll buy you a dozen more.”

She laughs and shakes her head, copper curls bouncing around her face. “But it won’t be this one. And this is my favorite.”

That makes me look closer.

The delicate brocade that fades from a pattern at her bodice to a full story embroidered around her skirts.

“What tale does it tell?”

Her lips part and then curl with a smile.

“Another night, I’ll come and tell you the story of the Knight and the Elfin Queen.”

“I will hold you to that promise.”

She turns her back to us and sweeps her hair over her shoulder. “Unlace me, and you may do as you please.”

Penny grabs my hand before I can and shakes his head.

He’s right, of course.

The others may have left, but there is no telling when they might return. The last thing we need is for Blicks to walk in and find us rutting her on the table.

She looks at us over her shoulder. “Or am I to be sent home without even a kiss as well?”

The idea disappoints her. Her pulse shifts. Her frown is real, not a pout for our benefit.

Penny is the one who goes to her, but he doesn’t free her laces. He turns her around, cupping her face in his hands. “If you let us, we plan to do far more than simply kiss you.”

He pulls her to him and there is nothing simple in that kiss.

If I did not know and love Penny as well as I do, I might be jealous.

She wants us both.

She steps closer, gripping the front of his waistcoat and lets her lids fall closed.

I know what she feels right now... the warmth of his body, the heady scent of him, the taste of his lips…

She weaves a little and the air shimmers around them.

I take one step closer and wrap my hand around his arm.

“Careful, Penny,” I say, and the words seem to snap her out of that daze. “Weave a spell around her, and I’ll have to make you both sleep it off.”

Ruefully, Penny takes a step back, licking his lips and looking at me with those stormy-water eyes that shine a little brighter right now. It takes me a second to understand... he didn’t mean to do it.

“Penny?” Ana breathes heavily, looking back and forth between us. “Surely, you’re not talking to me.”

“Your hair would make it fit, but no,” I say, brushing my fingers along Penny’s jaw, shrugging. “Edric PEN dor. He’s always Penny to me.”

I’ll tell her why I hate his first name later.

“You’ve been together for a very long time, haven’t you?”

“It feels like centuries.”

“It’s been twenty years.” Penny rolls his eyes at me. “Ignore him. You have made a request and we would be terrible hosts if we didn’t fulfill it.”

He holds out his hand and she licks her lips before she takes it. Her warm brown eyes sparkle.

Tonight, we’ll do anything she wants—we’ll fuck her the way she deserves. Tomorrow, we’ll convince her we have more to offer than a single night’s pleasure.

At the very least, I’ll find out why that is all she’s asked for.

Penny leads her out of the dining room and through the ornately arched doors. I follow along behind, keeping my hands to myself.

She murmurs approvingly of the staircase that spirals around a glittering chandelier woven by another elf, long ago, and reignited by Penny when we arrived.

“It looks like water dripping from the ceiling,” she says, softly. “Do I need to worry about your roof?”

Penny laughs and I assure her, “It’s just another kind of magic.”

“Is that why we’re still climbing when the manor most certainly isn’t this tall?”

“Magic doesn’t care about silly things like spatial laws,” I say as Penny opens the door to his bedroom. “And elves love using their magic to make things bigger.”

She steps inside and looks at the enormous bed, as if that is what I’m referring to, and not his cock.

When she looks back at me, her pulse quickens, beating beneath her sun kissed skin. Her next breath presses breasts against the bodice of her dress and she shivers as I close the door behind us.

“When you look at me like that,” she says, “it feels like I’m being hunted.”

“Would you like to be?”

She tilts her head to one side, curls brushing her shoulders. “If I ran away, which one of you would catch me first.”

“We’ll find out another time.” I slide my fingers over her wrist, letting her pulse beat a seductive tempo across my skin. “But it’s my turn to kiss you... if you still want me to.”

She’s warm as she leans closer to me and I want to pull her nearer, to soak her in.

Penny stands at her back, watching us and I know that if she says no, he’ll kiss me for her, to temper the disappointment.

Goddess, I want her to say yes.

She looks back at Penny—maybe for permission—and when she turns back, she sweeps her hair over one shoulder.

I know it wasn’t meant to bare her neck for me, but it does.

Taking one step forward, Penny’s fingers work at her laces, doing what she asked us to downstairs. I hold perfectly still as her bodice loosens. I’m thankful she’s not wearing stays. Those I would have torn off of her.

“If I kiss you, do you promise to keep your teeth to yourself?” she asks. “You look like you’d devour me in an instant if I asked you to.”

“I will only do what you ask me to, tonight.” I say, amused by the spark of desire in her eyes. “I promise. I’ll only bite you if you beg for it.”

I brush my fingers along her jaw, enticing her closer. “Ask me to kiss you, Ana.”

My cold fingers slide down, over her throat and she swallows under my touch.

“You warned me of elf magic... are you sure you’re not casting a spell on me now?”

We’re alone... I don’t want to look away from her to find out where Penny’s gone.

“No magic from me this time, either.”

She takes a deep breath, tilting her face up to mine. “Will you kiss me, Viggo?”

Yes.

I brush my lips against hers and the sweetness of her skin makes me want to drop to my knees.

It sends shivers of anticipation through me and my cock thickens in my trousers.

Kissing her is like tasting sunlight: it burns. Unlike sunlight, I would happily let her destroy me.

I would let her consume me completely.

I step back, needing to find control.

“Well, sweetling? Do you want to be the delicious filling in our sexy sandwich?”

Her gaze drops to my lips again and she nods. “But you two had better do the filling.”

I kiss her and keep my offer to procure a strap for a later date to myself.

She melts against me and I coax her open, tasting her, toying with her tongue. Goddess , she is perfect.

Each moan, each little gasp... I could kiss her forever and still it wouldn’t be long enough.

But she wants more than to have her mouth monopolized by mine, so I pull back from her, chuckling ruefully when her body follows me.

Tempted as I am, I can’t keep her all to myself until Penny comes to take his turn. He’s back, and now I know where he went.

I turn her and her eyes go wide when she finds him.

Penny watches us both with hooded eyes, sitting on the corner of the bed, wearing nothing but his pearls.

His hair is tousled, like he rushed to get his clothes off while I distracted her.

He smiles at us and I want to lead her to him. While she distracts him, I want to draw my hands over his wide chest and bite his peachy-pink nipples.

Supporting himself with one arm on the bed behind him, he strokes his cock with his other hand... fingers playing with his balls as he smiles at us. “I figured I would save us all some time.”

Ana lifts her skirt, just high enough to kick her slippers away and when she drops the heavy fabric back to the floor, the weight of it pulls it straight off of her.

Her chemise is gossamer thin.

I almost breathe on her to see if it would blow away in the gentle current.

Instead, I run my hands over the swell of her ass before I can stop myself. I didn’t make her ask for it.

“Leave the stockings on,” I say.

She looks at me over her shoulder and her smile makes my cock jump in my pants. “We’ll see if you deserve that.”

“Oh, he does.” Penny’s gaze drags down her. “Ask him to take your chemise off, please.”

She bites her tongue, but she doesn’t tell him no.

“Will you undress me, Viggo?”

“I would love to.”

I slip the straps over her shoulders and let the gauzy fabric fall to the pool of her gown.

Penny’s eyes flash with desire and his cock twitches. “You have been flaunting your breasts, but hiding the rest of your gorgeous form. I weep for those who haven’t had the chance to see it.”

I glare at him and I’m glad she can’t see. I plan to make sure no one else ever sees it again.

“Should I leave my clothes here when I go?” she asks and I growl, despite knowing better.

Penny smiles, knowing it for the false threat it was.

She does a little turn now, wearing nothing but her stockings and an enormous pink gem on the chain that had previously disappeared beneath her bodice.

She touches it and raises one brow in challenge. “It doesn’t come off.”

“I am accustomed to elf sentimentality with jewelry. Neither of us would ever ask.”

Penny strokes himself once more. “Come here, Ana.”

Her pulse quickens when he says her name and I understand why. Soft, mild-mannered Penny is a different creature when his clothes come off.

But the way she blushes, the way she looks back at me before she goes... that gives me hope that she’s ours... even if she doesn’t know it yet.

Stepping out of her dress she goes to him, and sinks immediately to her knees.

I have to exhale at the sight.

What was discomfort before becomes pain, but I know it will ease, soon enough.

Picking up Ana’s dress and chemise, I whisk them to a chair. Her favorite dress deserves to be treasured as much as she does.

I tug at my cravat—wishing that I, too, had already removed the more irritating pieces of my clothing—and turn to watch.

Penny’s hand leaves his cock, smoothing in her hair and drawing her closer to him. “My cock has ached since you told me why you accepted our invitation. I think you should kiss it and make it better.”

My mouth waters as I struggle to get undressed and curse under my breath as my boots require that I look away.

In the mirror that only shows two in the room, I see her lick her lips and curl her fingers around his green length. Goddess he’s gorgeous.

“I plan to do a lot more than simply kiss,” she says.

But she presses her perfect lips to the peachy pink tip of him and it twitches when she takes her first taste, tracing her tongue along the furled edge of his cockhead.

He lets out a shivering breath and he looks up at me as she presses a kiss to the underside of him.

“Better?” she asks, sitting back on her heels and biting her lip.

“Almost.”

Why do my pants have so many buttons?

She strokes Penny and raises herself up, offering him her lips, while she grips his cock, making him bend to her…

The smile on her lips... that is a power she relishes.

But before his lips meet hers, she asks, “Do you think my cunt aches any less?”

He clenches his jaw, and then his fingers spear through her hair, dragging her up to crush her lips against his.

Finally I get the last of my clothing off, thrown into the corner and I go to them as her eyes flutter closed and her toes curl.

Penny releases her with his jaw clenched tight and the look on Ana’s face as she runs her tongue around her lips... she savors the taste of him as she sinks back down.

And then, she hesitates, her eyes narrowing. “Are those?”

“Teeth marks?” I finish her thought for her. “Yes, they are.”

There, on top of his cock... two, very specific, punctures from this morning.

She looks up at me and I flash my fangs at her with a smile.

Her gaze travels down me, lingering on my cock.

“Do you want to see who can take him deeper tonight?” I offer.

She looks at where those marks are, measuring with her fingers. “I can already tell there’s no contest.”

“Next time,” I say, hoping she’ll agree with me.

Her tongue presses at the corner of her mouth and she nods. “ Next time I might happily choke myself on your cocks, trying to win a game I know is impossible.”

She takes him into her mouth and, this time, I can see the strain as she opens her jaw wider than she expects.

I can see the frustration as she gets half way down and has to retreat.

Poor thing.

But Penny groans and I look up at him as his head tips back... the gorgeous line of his throat makes me yearn to bite him, but the last thing either of us wants is for him to spend himself in her mouth, this early.

And nothing makes Penny come quite as quickly as my teeth.

Passing my tongue over my fangs, I wait my turn.

“That’s it, sweetling. He’s so pretty he makes you want to work for it, doesn’t he?”

She nods and draws back, sucking him with a pop to look up at me. “You’re both pretty.”

I catch her throat and hold her there, so I can kiss her, licking at the inside of her mouth, trying to taste Penny’s cock inside of her.

Breathless, she looks at me with soft eyes and one raised brow. “I thought you were going to make me ask.”

“You’re right.” I’ll remember that eventually. “Ask me to help you suck his cock.”

Her pupils flare and she nods. “Please.”

The word isn’t a question, it’s barely a whisper.

One hand on her neck, I hold her steady and guide her along one side of Penny’s cock. I drag my tongue along the other.

I vaguely hear the curses above us. If Ana does, I doubt she’ll understand them.

Her eyes are locked on mine... until Penny’s hands wrap in both of our hair and he starts to move us... he starts to thrust his hips, using both of our mouths.

“Look at the two of you,” he says and Ana turns her gaze up to him. I do the same.

Smiling down, he says, “Look how eager you both are.”

She pulls back from him, catching her breath and then drags my fingers between her legs. “Eager isn’t the right word.”

I agree. It’s too tame compared to this need inside of me.

My cock aches as I bury my fingers in her wet and wanting pussy. I want to fuck her on Penny’s expensive carpet until her back is streaked with rug burns and I have drained every last ounce of myself into her. Then, I want to hold her until Penny has done the same.

I turn my head and suck Penny’s cock instead.

Another time .

Penny’s sweet green skin is buttery soft at the base of him and I take every last inch, dragging my teeth along the top of him as I pull back. If I was cruel, I’d bite him now, drain him and make him watch until he recovered.

“ Goddess. ” I hear her say as I take him completely.

Another elvish curse echoes and morphs into soft laughter and I draw back enough that I can see Ana’s tongue explore the curves of his balls.

She looks up at me, our eyes meeting and she shifts, leaning to whisper in my ear. “I want him to empty them on me... in me.”

This time, I am the one who curses and then, I suck one last time and pull away. Because I want that too.

Penny groans. “I really thought you were going to bite me.”

“You’ll get my teeth when you’ve earned them,” I say.

“And what will it take tonight?” Penny asks, stroking and squeezing himself as a shiny bubble appears at his tip.

I smile wickedly as I turn to Ana and press a soft kiss to her lips. “If he makes you come more than I do... he’ll get my teeth.”

Her eyes widen at the promise in that task.

Penny laughs and the sound is deliciously dark. “I thought you were going to give me a challenge.”

Penny leans down and kisses her, pulling her up to standing.

She gasps against his lips when his hand slips between her legs, his fingers caressing her pussy and I lick the taste of her from my own.

Pulling his fingers from her and bringing the evidence of how wet she is up so that we can all see, he asks, “Do me a favor, sweetling?”

She watches him suck her from his fingers and then he offers them to her and she sucks them as well.

My cock twitches and he says, “Be a good girl and come every chance your body gives you. Don’t fight it.”

She lets him lift her onto the bed. “I don’t plan on fighting anything.”

He leans down to where I sit on the floor and I watch her as he whispers in my ear. “You will ask for your turn with her mouth.”

“Yes.”

I crawl over the bed to her, stopping just far enough away that I can sit back on my heels and stroke my cock out of reach.

“Is it my turn to feel those beautiful lips on my cock?” I ask.

She rolls onto her stomach and wriggles toward me, but I catch her chin in my hand and look down at her with a raised brow, waiting.

“Can I suck your cock, Viggo?”

I lick my lips, nodding and releasing her.

She looks up at me a moment longer. “Can I stop asking for things? I promise there’s nothing you’ll do that I don’t want.”

I don’t plan to prove her wrong but…

“If there’s something you think I might not want, you can ask me.”

I can agree to that. “You can stop asking for things and just take them.”

Her smile makes my cock ache.