A Passion for Potions (Petalfall #1)

10. Ten - A Perfect Fit

Ten - A Perfect Fit

Edric

Wrapping my arms around Ana, I show her the bottle. It’s so similar to something she might sell, but it is not from her shelves.

I pour a drop of the clear liquid onto my fingers and spread it between them.

“Oh!” Ana’s excitement is breathy. “Leaf talks about elf lubricant all the time. Is it as nice as she says it is?”

“It’s better,” Viggo tells her.

She bites her lip. “That good?”

I let her feel the slickness of it. “You’re welcome to try and hurt us, but we are not going to hurt you, do you understand?”

She nods, twisting to press a kiss to the edge of my jaw. “You won’t hurt me.”

It’s a repetition of my words, not meant to reassure me .

“Will you let us take you together?” I press my lube-slicked finger into her alongside Viggo’s cock and she whimpers. “Let us fill you, Ana.”

“You won’t hurt me.” It doesn’t sound like a question, but her eyes tell me otherwise.

“We’ll never hurt you, Ana.”

“Ever,” Viggo says, in a ferocious agreement.

Her head bobs in jerky little movements and her pussy clenches on us. “Yes. I want you both.”

Thank the Goddess.

Pulling back from them both—wishing I didn’t have to remove myself from her at all—I tip the bottle’s contents into my hand.

They both watch me as I spread the lube over my cockhead.

“It’s gorgeous, isn’t it, sweetling?” Viggo whispers against her throat. “Thick and gorgeous and oh so delicious.”

She licks her lips, gaze lifting from my cock. “You’ll never hurt me.”

Turning her throat to give Viggo better access, she says. “Bite me, Viggo.”

Viggo’s eyes go wide and he looks at me, like he needs my permission as well. I nod, how could I ever deny him something so sweet as the taste of her?

How could I deny her the ecstasy of that bite?

How could I deny myself the sound of her orgasm?

His teeth sink into her skin, her eyes flutter closed and I squeeze my cock as the cry escapes her throat.

They are so beautiful, locked together like this.

Viggo pulls back and curses at me in elvish when I take my lube-slick hand and run it along the base of his cock. Ana draws in a shuddered breath when my fingers spread her lips.

I would bet that Viggo has considered chaining her to the bed until she agrees to a lifetime of this.

Maybe this is my attempt.

A more cautious man would have saved this for another night, but she came to us for sex. I plan to give her something no one else in the village can... and hope that when she comes back for more, we’ll be able to convince her the other things we can offer are even more enticing.

“How do you want us, Pen?” Viggo asks.

Ana shivers in his arms looking back at me with wide eyes. Both of them, waiting for me to tell them how to do what we’re about to do.

“Take a deep breath, sweetling.” I say, brushing my dry hand down her back and I look at Viggo. “I just need you on your knees.”

Chuckling, he says, “You always want me on my knees.”

Viggo’s arm tightens around her waist, holding her more closely to him as he guides her legs around him and positions her where we need her for this to work.

Next time will be easier.

He holds her high and tight against him but his cock is still in her, it fits so well... but I know there’s room for me within her, too.

I press close and slide my tip against the base of Viggo’s cock. Warmed by her body, it’s so slippery.

“Lube makes everything easier,” Viggo whispers against her skin as I press into her.

She draws in a sharp little gasp. “I’ll have to remember that.”

Viggo growls—he growls? —and when she looks down at him he says, “You won’t need to remember. We’ll remember for you.”

He kisses her throat as I shift forward, filling her completely. “As if there was any way we’d get a taste of you and then be willing to let you go.”

We don’t give her the chance to argue. The moment we start to move, her body goes rigid.

“Keep breathing, sweetling,” I whisper in her ear.

She does as she’s told. She takes deep breaths, head tipped back breasts heaving.

Viggo’s hands move with her, guiding her over us, up and down as her body eases to the way we fit inside her. I watch her face for the moment that she starts to believe we do fit inside her.

“Goddess,” is the only word she seems to know, anymore.

It would be so easy to lose myself in the feel of her—the feel of them. I could let myself go, fuck her the way I truly want to... fuck her and fill her and breed her…

But tonight is about tomorrow.

Tonight is about making sure she comes back to us.

She isn’t fighting us. Not really.

Sandwiched between us, her hips move as much as she can make them. It’s a rhythm none of us have learned yet.

I clench my teeth and say, “Let us worship you the way the Goddess intends, Ana. Let us do all the work.”

Viggo chuckles, dipping his head and sucking at her nipple. “It’s our turn. You can have yours later.”

I can see the reluctance in her eyes before she nods.

“I don’t understand how you fit.” She reaches back and pulls me to her lips, and then drags Viggo to her too. “But I love it.”

We move inside her and against each other.

Our mouths work across her hot skin.

I teeter on the edge of my orgasm. One look at Viggo tells me that he does too.

Wanting will do that to you.

This time, it’s my teeth that push her over the edge. I drag the blunt edges along her throat, and when they touch Viggo’s bite marks, she comes, clenching down on us so tightly…

We told her she could try to break us, but she’s the one who shatters on a cry that makes me tumble over that proverbial edge with her, spilling my cum into her, filling her as Viggo jerks too.

Our cum joins with the lube and each of our final thrusts slide more wildly into her.

She collapses between us and I press one more kiss to her throat before I look at Viggo.

Ana isn’t the only one who shattered tonight.