30. Thirty - Promises
Thirty - Promises
Edric
Hours later, snuggled close while Viggo feeds her grapes I didn’t see him go fetch, Ana hums a little tune and I arrange the pendant of her necklace so that it sits between her breasts. Always tucked away, always hidden, except for here.
Like us.
For now.
I trail my hand down her stomach. “When the town knows about Viggo, will you let us court you... properly, I mean.”
“Perhaps.” She smiles like she’s teasing. “We certainly put the cart before the horse.”
“I think it’s only fair that we let the people you’ve known all of your life get used to the idea of seeing you with us.”
She takes a deep breath and laughs before she quietly says, “I came to come.”
“And you are the one we’ve been looking for,” I say, picking up her hand and kissing the smooth skin on the back. “We do not care that you have a profession, or that you are considered too-old by human standards.”
“Our standards are very different.” Viggo says.
“You satisfy our criteria Ana. Even if you only came to us to come... I think you’ve come back for more. And we’ll give you more.”
“We’ll give you everything.” Viggo kisses her and I want to take hold of his nape like he is a cat and drag him off of her.
But I don’t, and she takes the opportunity to be distracted.
I wouldn’t blame her if she was scared... we’re asking her to change her life. A life she seems to be very comfortable in.
So I don’t stop her when she turns onto her side, scooting herself back until her ass presses against my groin.
I don’t stop her when her hand reaches between her legs and she lines me up and slides me into her.
Brushing her hair back, I trail my lips over her shoulder. “Let us court you when we can do it together.”
She nods. “Okay. You can court me.”
Her body shudders when Viggo’s lips find her nipple.
“And you may breed me when I’m ready to share you with a child. But not a moment before then.” But she wiggles herself more firmly onto me, rocking and squeezing me like she can pull me in deeper.
I want to melt into her, but I’ll settle for pouring myself into her again instead.
Everything is slow and soft and sweet as we make love to her. As she strokes us with her hands, her mouth, her pussy…
Sandwiched between us, moving anywhere and anyway we want her to, Ana mewls and moans. The sounds seep into my soul.
I could so easily love this woman with my whole soul if she let me.
When we come, Viggo is beneath us both again—his favorite place—and he winds up covered in cum.
Also his favorite.
Viggo licks his fingers and chuckles. “We certainly are good at making messes.”
I slip from the bed and lift Ana into my arms. “That is why we had the other primary bedroom opened up.”
It’s not.
Technically.
Blicks opened it up the day after Ana first spent the night with us. I don’t plan on telling her that, or that it has always been intended for the mistress of the house.
Pausing to clean ourselves off, I don’t let Ana’s feet touch the ground a moment longer than I have to.
“I’ll be there in a moment,” Viggo says, as I carry her through the connecting door.
I don’t know how much she can see in the dark, but even with the windows boarded and all of the candles snuffed, I can see well enough to get her to the bed, and draw back the covers.
“Penny?” she asks as I set her down and slide in beside her.
I love that she uses Viggo’s name for me. “Yes?”
“Will his sister like me?” There’s a tremor of fear in her voice.
“I think she will.” I hold her more closely. “I think the thing we have to fear is that she may want to steal you away from us.”
“There’s no chance of that.”
“No chance of what?” Viggo asks, coming to join us.
“I told her Kirra might try to steal her.”
“We won’t let her,” he says, snuggling close to us once more.
As always, the morning will come too soon.