Chapter 4

GAME NIGHT

We entered Felicity’s and Merrilee’s penthouse suite in a flurry of hands, kisses, and embraces, and the door slammed behind us.

I have no idea how, but we all got undressed in record time before I ended up standing in the middle of the huge room.

I didn’t get very long to look around at the luxurious space before Felicity tilted my head back in a dominating kiss that made my legs quiver.

I entangled my hands in her fiery hair. Merry and Felicity’s had were all over me.

Touching. Caressing. Groping. Teasing. It was hard to keep up with who’s hands were where, and I had never been so consumed by pleasure before.

I knew I must be dripping, I was so fucking turned on.

Merrilee kissed every curve, roll, and stretch mark as she kneeled before me. Even on her knees, the top of her head hit above my stomach. Still, the sight of her alone sent a jolt of pleasure through me that had me rubbing my thighs for any kind of relief.

With a growl, Merry gripped my thighs hard enough to bruise and parted them, and a trail of wetness dripped down my leg as she did. Merry reached in with her hot, rough tongue and caught it, licking up until she stopped short at the most vulnerable part of me.

“You’re burning up and dripping, you poor little thing. It’s like your sweet cunt is begging to be devoured and ruined.”

“Oh, fuck. Yes, please,” I whimpered, squirming under Felicity’s nimble fingers teasing my nipples. “I need the both of you right now. Please.”

“Would you listen to our cute little whore beg, Moose? How can we deny her?” Felicity nibbled at my neck, making me cry out. “Now, if you need us to stop, just say ‘red light,’ okay, Bambi?”

“Yes, my Mistress.”

Felicity’s hand encircled my throat and squeezed. She growled, “You naughty little slut with that mouth of yours. You said you need both of us? Let’s see how well you can take us.”

I moaned, shaking with excitement and arousal.

Then Merry dove in.

Her tongue dipped into me, savoring my taste as she drank me in.

Then she went to my clit with fervor. Her finger replaced her tongue as she thrust in and out of me.

Then she added another. And another. But that wasn’t all.

As thick as Merry’s fingers were, there was no way they were as long and wide as I was feeling as she pumped in and out of me, stretching me more.

My moans were growing louder, my legs weaker with the mounting pleasure making me feel hotter than I had been before.

Merry’s groans on my clit only added fuel to the blaze.

Suddenly, I felt a cold breeze around my legs, pushing me to open myself even wider. It squeezed my ass hard before parting my cheeks. Something cold but electrifying notched itself where no one had gone before. It felt small and thin as it encircled the hole there. Goosebumps bloomed on my skin.

“W-What is that?” I asked.

“A little bit of wind magic,” Felicity answered, strained and breathy, as if she was struggling to stay focused. “We learned some interesting ways to use our magic over the years, like an extension of us. We feel everything it does, and so will you.”

Merrilee moaned loudly under me, something I felt directly on my clit, and that made Felicity gasp, too.

“So, you both are using air dildos right now to fuck me?”

Felicity chuckled. “And, each other, but yes. Moose has one inside of me, she has extended her fingers inside of you. I have one in Moose, and I’m about to have one inside of you as well. Has anyone ever been there with you before?”

I shook my head, losing focus as I continued riding Merry’s tongue and magical fingers.

“Mhmm, then relax and enjoy the sleigh ride, little doe.”

She kissed me again, harder and more fiercely this time.

Her nails offered a delicious bite to my nipples that added a sharpness to the pleasure.

Felicity’s dildo at my ass continued teasing me, circling more and more there as if it was trying to decide when to strike.

When it did, it entered me slowly until it had nowhere else to go.

Even though I knew it was made of air, it felt solid and tangible inside me.

Then Felicity pumped it in and out of me at the same rhythm as Merry.

Every few thrusts, their dildos both grew in size, giving me the most amazing stretch and burn and pure pleasure.

I had never felt so full. There were places that I had never known anyone could reach that they hit, and I rode them as stars danced across my vision.

Our moans quickly grew into screams. Their pace became frantic and unforgiving.

Even with the brutal speed, there was something about Felicity’s breath tangling with my own, about Merry’s grip on my thigh as if to mark me, about our crescendoing pleasure.

It was like they were taking what they wanted from me, while also giving me so much more back.

It was maddening.

It was amazing.

It was addicting.

It was… everything.

When we came, our screams rattled the windows, a typhoon that shook furniture and the walls around us. We continued riding each other through the aftershocks, sending ourselves into another orgasm.

I was pretty sure that I blacked out for a moment from the intensity of it all.

When I fluttered my eyes open, I looked down at Merry’s dripping fingers, realizing that I had also squirted for the first time in my life.

“Oh, my gods, I-I’m so sorry! That has never happened to me before!” I apologized.

“I don’t think I heard Moose complaining, Bambi,” Felicity said.

Merry stood up and put her fingers in Felicity’s mouth. She moaned, her eyes rolling back as she tasted me. It was beautifully obscene, and my pussy throbbed at the sight as if it hadn’t just got pounded by multiple back-to-back orgasms.

Merry smirked devilishly when she looked over at me. “Don’t worry, little doe, we will happily clean up all of your messes. You are my favorite drink.”

I lost count early in on how many ways we fucked and how many orgasms I had.

I didn’t know what time it was when we finally passed out either, but the room was starting to brighten with the rising day before Felicity closed the curtain with a remote.

When we did fall asleep, we were a tangled mess of limbs and hair and love as we slept where we had landed from the last round of sex.

I had never felt so satisfied, so warm in the cozy heat that settled into my bones like an open fire that would never die and always welcomed you every snowy night.

I had also never felt so cared for. I had just met them, but already could never see my life without them.

Well, I had never been able to see my life without them anyway, but this took on a whole new meaning.

As I watched Merry snoring like a polar bear and Felicity’s face softened by dreams, my heart swelled.

A smile widened on my face. I didn’t say those three words, but I felt them.

When I closed my eyes, I could see this as our forever.

The taste of the both of them lingered on my tongue, blending into a mix that tasted like holiday magic, all with the undercurrent of cinnamon.

I even caught it in my own scent as if the spice bound us together.

I wondered if my scent had adapted to smell like that after such a long night of being around my mates or if it had always been like that and I had never noticed.

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