Chapter 16
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H udson stilled against the rock, her entire body easing with the energy spent. Honour kept her hand against Hudson’s clit, debating whether or not to start teasing her again. She’d noticed instantly when Kyree had happened upon then. The energy in the water had changed, so when Hudson had called out Kyree’s name, Honour hadn’t been surprised.
Honour pressed her mouth to Hudson’s. The kiss this time was sloppy, lazy, and full of satisfaction. Their tongues tangled, and Honour had to breathe deeply to center herself. She had no idea what was going to happen next, if Kyree was going to join them or if this would be the end of their lovemaking. Perhaps Kyree would continue to watch—that could be a happy medium.
Unlike Hudson, Honour wasn’t going to use her strength to put Kyree in a situation where she couldn’t resist, not that Honour had done much resisting. She’d fully thrown herself into the fucking, though she hadn’t actually gotten off yet. But fear crept into Honour’s heart.
She was too scared to ask Kyree to join them.
She was too worried about what the answer might be.
That Kyree wouldn’t be willing to join them. And that would break Honour’s heart.
“Kyree,” Hudson keened, her voice a wobble of arousal and satisfaction. “Come be with us.”
Honour could feel when Kyree was right next to her. She still hadn’t managed to pull her fingers from Hudson’s slit or her face from Hudson’s neck. She continued to press kisses, to hold herself back and be the reserved one in this partnership. She couldn’t give everything over, not without first knowing that it would be accepted.
That had always been her problem. Covering Hudson’s nipple with her lips, Honour teased it back into a hard nub. She was fast coming to love Hudson’s breasts. They were beautiful, large, and they moved with her body in ways that were perfect for her. Kyree’s breasts were small as were Honour’s, not even enough for a palmful. She’d been told she wasn’t woman enough several times over the seasons, but she’d always dismissed those thoughts in the end.
“Honour.” Kyree’s voice was solid, and it confirmed to Honour that Kyree had already made a decision, that it wouldn’t be the one she’d hoped for. That this would be the end. Because Kyree would have to give up her hope of returning home if she did this. The elders would find out somehow, Honour had no clue how, but they seemed to know everything that happened in their tribe, and they would exile Kyree for the rest of her life.
“Honour, hear me,” Kyree’s voice was gentle, soft.
Hudson had a hand on Honour’s cheek, turning Honour to face Kyree fully. What had she missed in her panic?
Kyree’s eyes were wide, direct, and there was no hesitation or fear in them. Kyree moved in, pressing their mouths together in a sweet embrace. Honour sucked in a sharp breath, parting her lips just as Kyree slid her tongue along Honour’s lower lip and traced the skin there.
“Honour…” Kyree murmured, sliding in to press against both Honour and Hudson.
Honour had no idea what to say. She stayed put as Kyree took over and took control.
It was a good thing, right? Because Honour was struggling to do anything right now. Kyree pushed Honour against the rock wall and covered her body. This was so different from when Hudson had done it a little while ago. Kyree’s body was soft and comforting where everything Hudson did was meant to incite.
“Show her how deep sounding mers do it.” Hudson’s voice echoed into Honour’s ear. “I’ve never managed to teach someone from the upper soundings the proper way.”
“What way?” Kyree asked, her breath coming in short rasps as she backed away from Honour’s mouth. She bent her head, covering Honour’s nipple with her lips, flicking her tongue hard against Honour’s pebbled nipple.
Honour dragged her fingers into Kyree’s hair, tightening her grasp. When she finally pried her eyes open, she was met with Hudson’s amusing gaze. Hudson put her hand on top of Honour’s, the one tangled in Kyree’s hair, and she pushed Kyree’s head down.
“W-what are you—” Honour started.
“Just wait until you feel it.” Hudson’s lips quirked upward into a smirk, one that was filled with giddy excitement. “It’s going to blow your mind.”
Kyree kissed just at the line of Honour’s skin-to-scales change. Tingles ripped through her, turning into a torrent of anticipated pleasure. Honour pressed her palm flat against the rock outcropping to keep herself in one place. She didn’t want to move for anything. When the tip of Kyree’s tongue hit the edge of her slit, Honour gasped.
What magic was this?
Hudson’s all-knowing chuckle was low, right in Honour’s ear. “This isn’t even the best of it.”
“There’s more?”
“Oh yes,” Hudson answered. She pressed her mouth against Honour’s, stealing what was left of Honour’s breath while Kyree slid her tongue under Honour’s slit and against her clit.
Honour’s brain short-circuited. She had never felt anything like this before. The pressure was so different from fingers, the slide of the flat of Kyree’s tongue, the flick of it. Honour shivered, her entire body focused on whatever Kyree was doing. Hudson moved away, and Honour kept her eyes closed, grasping onto the rock like it was her lifeline to staying rooted here in place. She couldn’t let go. She couldn’t escape this. Not that she would ever want to.
“That’s it, Kyree,” Hudson crooned.
Honour managed to pry an eye open. Hudson trailed her hands over Kyree’s back and then her sides. Then she bent down, her arms wrapped around Kyree’s middle. Two seconds later, Kyree’s pattern faltered. Honour could only assume that Hudson was teasing Kyree just as much as Kyree was teasing Honour.
Opening her gaze, Honour couldn’t tear herself away from the way Hudson touched Kyree. It only added to her own pleasure. She undulated her hips into Kyree’s mouth, her back scraping lightly against the rock behind her. Her brain buzzed in and out, and it was getting harder to focus by the second.
Kyree rocked into her, no doubt a push from Hudson in that mix, and Honour lost control of everything. She groaned, her eyes clenching tightly. She gripped onto Kyree’s body and Hudson’s, doing anything she could to stay right where she was. Kyree didn’t stop. She did slow her teasing and tasting, but she didn’t end it, not right away.
Honour’s brain came back just in time for Hudson to move Kyree, smooshing her against Honour’s body and effectively planting Kyree between the two of them. Hudson reached for Honour’s hand and together, they put their fingers inside Kyree’s slit. Hudson teased Kyree’s clit while Honour slid two fingers up to her second knuckle inside Kyree’s warmth.
They worked in tandem, one after the other. Kyree rested her forehead against Honour’s shoulder, then moved her head up to plant their lips together. Kyree tasted tangy, in a way that Honour had never tasted before. Was that her own flavor reflected back on Kyree’s lips? Was that even a thing?
“Yes,” Hudson whispered into Honour’s ear. “Taste yourself. It’s glorious on her, isn’t it?”
Without waiting, Hudson turned Kyree’s head and captured her lips. The moan was primal, pure and simple. Nothing else could describe it. Honour wasted no time adding in a third finger and then deepening the angle as she pulsed her fingers in and out of Kyree’s body.
“Kyree,” Honour murmured. “What you did was amazing.”
Kyree moaned, her eyes fluttering shut.
“You’re amazing. Don’t ever let anyone tell you otherwise,” Honour said, wanting to make sure that her point had gotten across. The step that Kyree had taken to join them in this was huge. She was giving up everything she had known for a relative unknown. Three mers from three separate tribes—that had never been done before, at least not to Honour’s recollection. And certainly never with a deep sounding mer and a Talon in the mix.
How would they make this work beyond the war?
Hell if Honour knew, but there was one thing she was sure about, she wanted to make it happen. Honour wrapped an arm around Kyree’s side, holding her close and steady as she and Hudson continued to pleasure Kyree in tandem.
“Honour.” Kyree gasped. She moaned. “Hudson.”
“We’re not stopping until you’re good and spent,” Hudson said, confident that they’d be able to accomplish that. Honour was pretty sure that’d happen too, but then again, she didn’t necessarily want them to be spent. She wanted to stay wrapped together in their little pod for far longer than they had time.
Kyree spluttered, words failing to reach her lips. She squeezed against Honour’s fingers, and Hudson giggled, finally getting what she wanted. She didn’t stop teasing Kyree, though. Honour had paused her ministrations, but Hudson continued. Kyree’s body twitched in their arms, her tail stiffening before relaxing finally.
Honour snagged Hudson’s hand and pulled it away from Kyree to give her a moment’s rest. Kyree was so lax in their arms as they fawned over her, soft touches and kisses as she floated between them. Honour checked on Kyree multiple times, flicking her gaze to Hudson every once in a while with a smile on her lips. She never would have guessed that today would turn to this, that they would be here, in the middle of the ocean, together.
“Just what you needed, huh?” Hudson said.
Honour furrowed her brow. “What are you talking about?”
“A damn good distraction.” Hudson’s eyes widened and her laugh was infectious.
“Is that all this is to you?” Honour asked. She doubted Hudson’s answer, even though she knew what it would be. Some fear niggled its way into the back of her mind, telling her that Hudson hadn’t meant any of this. They were simply two more of her playthings that she could toy with for a while.
“Hardly,” Hudson answered, her voice full of arousal. “Did you get what you needed from Milan?”
Kyree nodded. She straightened her body, stretching her muscles, and she leaned her back against Honour’s front, reaching up behind her to caress the back of Honour’s neck. Honour glanced down, noting her breasts, the way they looked fuller now than they had before, her peaked nipples, and then the glinting stone that sat right between them.
“A soul stone,” Honour murmured.
“The last one that Milan had.” Kyree stared at Hudson, who reached out and ran a finger in a circle around the stone and then around each of Kyree’s nipples.
“It’s cracked,” Hudson commented.
Honour immediately reached up and snagged the stone into her palm. A large crack ran through the center of it, held together only by the metal winding around the two pieces to form into the necklace that Kyree wore.
“It is.” Kyree sounded so sad.
Would the crack affect how it worked? Was it broken completely?
“And I have no idea which soul it contains, if it still contains one.” Kyree covered Honour’s hand with her own, cupping the stone.
Electricity flowed from the stone into Honour’s hand, up her wrist, and into her arm. Something was there, that was for sure, so she wasn’t convinced it was completely broken. At least not yet, not until they had a chance to try it out.
Hudson hummed, but she didn’t seem to be paying attention to the stone anymore. She was smoothing her hand over Kyree’s side, and then Honour’s. Honour stared into her pale blue eyes and raised an eyebrow at Hudson.
“Are you not finished yet?”
“I thought I was…” Hudson’s lips twitched upward. “But watching you and Kyree—I think I need just a little more.”
“Little my ass.” Honour barked out a laugh. “I’d love to watch you and Kyree, the same as you watched. If you don’t mind, Kyree.”
“Mind?” Kyree’s voice squeaked, but she looked from Hudson to Honour, and her face blossomed into a huge smile. “I’d love to.”
Without hesitating, Kyree moved from Honour’s arms and grasped onto Hudson’s hips. She bent her head and pressed her mouth immediately against Hudson’s slit. Well, there was no waiting or teasing on that one. Honour eyed both of them with rapt attention. Hudson tossed back her head, her golden hair shimmering behind her as she closed her eyes and raised her face to the surface of the water.
She moved her hands over her breasts, teasing herself while Kyree planted her face more firmly against Hudson’s tail and slit. This was golden. Honour could feel her own body begging to be touched and teased again, but she would deny herself this time. They didn’t have the extra minutes in the day to spend longer with each other, and she had a feeling that Hudson was already raring to go. She would be if she’d been the one to watch everything else happen after that first intense orgasm.
“Yes!” Hudson shouted, her voice echoing through the rock cliff they were pressed against.
Honour could understand the sentiment now. She’d never experienced anything quite like that, and she couldn’t for the life of her understand why it wasn’t something practiced in Reine, or by the sounds of it according to Hudson, any upper sounding tribes. Why would that of all things be something they abandoned during the great divide?
“Don’t stop,” Hudson keened, pulling Kyree’s head closer to her.
They kept sliding back in the water, moving with Hudson’s undulations and the pressure of Kyree against her. Honour bit her lip and did the only thing she could think of. Swimming up behind Hudson, she pressed her body fully to Hudson’s and provided enough counter pressure to keep them still.
“Oh my gods,” Hudson muttered as soon as Honour was there. “This is better… better… fuck…”
Honour grinned as Hudson convulsed, her entire body shaking in Honour’s arms. Kyree stayed against her slit, slowing her lips, and then staring up, not at Hudson but at Honour. Her gaze deep and knowing, happy.
Honour shook her head slowly.
Who would have guessed this would have happened? But that left one question ringing through Honour’s brain, a question she couldn’t get to stop.
Now what?