Chapter 28 Juniper #2
I sign his chest without a second thought. A warm, restless feeling strikes me in the gut and pours outward throughout my body as I peer at them again.
I’m theirs, and they’re mine.
“Make it permanent,” I plead.
The words linger in the air as they surround me again, and when Blaze kisses me, I swear, I already feel his magic. It’s cold running down my throat. Nick tugs the back of my neck, twisting me into him. I fall into his arms, lips landing on his, and I quickly lose track of time and space.
Back and forth. From one to the other as if they’re fighting for me. From the living room to the bedroom, they guide me. It’s an orchestrated dance the whole way, and I’m moving between them as if we’ve done it a thousand times.
I’m loving every tug and pull.
North swings me into him and sits on the bed. Both of them are hard against my hips, and I’m drooling already at the thought of them inside me. I reach for their dicks and begin to stroke them, though it’s only a few moments before I’m dropping to my knees before them both.
“Fuck me, angel,” Blaze hisses as I take him into my mouth. I wrap my hand around North’s dick and continue pumping him up and down, taking special care with his tip and cupping Blaze’s balls with my other hand.
I wonder how much of them I can fit.
Looking up, I watch their expressions as their dicks touch, and I wrap my lips around them both. Their heads throw back, each one touching themselves.
“Shit, darling,” North curses.
My mouth stretches as far as it can before I take them one at a time again, mind numbed as each hits the back of my throat.
Blaze drags his finger down my cheek after a few moments. “Are you ready, angel?” he asks.
I pull my lips off of him, swallowing his precum. “To become yours?” I ask, hand moving up and down his shaft.
He nods.
“Yes,” I breathe.
North twists my head to face him and tugs me to my feet. He kisses me once more, hands wrapped around my waist, and slides us onto the bed. There’s a tingling sensation beneath his fingertips, and as I straddle his hips, I see the glow behind my eyes.
He’s pushing his magic into me as Blaze did earlier.
His cock meets my pussy, and he slides into me so easily that I whimper into his mouth. Fuck, he’s thick. Curved. A few deliberate thrusts in, and he’s hitting me so perfectly that I’m gasping for air.
Blaze’s hand presses to my spine. A sharp pain grabs me there that spreads across my ribs and to my shoulders. It’s deliberate, like a slow tattoo etching into my flesh.
And I’m reminded that it is.
North stretches his hand across my sternum, the slow tingle I felt beneath his fingertips now moving there. He presses his other hand to my hip, reminding me to continue riding him.
The hair on the back of my neck stands as Blaze presses two lubed fingers between my ass cheeks. I feel my limbs tense, but he kisses my spine.
“Remember, relax. We have you, baby. Always. Trust us,” he says in my ear.
I take a deep breath, and with the exhale, I do.
Blaze’s cock nudges my entrance, tip pressing in. My shoulders slump, but North holds me steady, his hand gentle on my cheek.
“Breathe, love. Let him in,” he says, kissing my fingers one by one.
I do.
God fucking help me, I do.
It’s tight. Full. Utterly cataclysmic. The pressure makes my nails scratch into North’s chest. Blaze goes deeper with each deliberate plunge, and each time I get more full, more connected. I can feel the etchings on my skin deepening with him. It’s so much, and yet not enough.
I want everything.
“Shit, Blaze… North…” I whine their names as if saying a prayer.
“You’re doing so well, angel. Just like that,” Blaze says.
I’m loosening more and more. Giving in and surrendering entirely.
North continues to keep me grounded with his hands on my thigh and my face, Blaze’s chest pressed against my back as he takes the lead, his dick and motions bringing us all together as North did yesterday.
Tingles of pleasure prick my neck. They’re whispering words around me in a language I can’t catch.
And suddenly, I feel it.
A whirl of ice and fire grip me. Blazing light flashes behind my eyes. I shudder and cry out. Pain like nothing I’ve ever felt sears through my body. And yet… Holy shit it feels good.
I didn’t know anything could feel like this.
I didn’t know anything could feel this utterly perfect and devastating all at once.
I tremble and gasp, head throwing back, and as I squirm, they hold onto me. They have me steady, for now and for always. And just when I think I’m going to shatter into a thousand tiny pieces, when I’m sure my body can’t take anything more, my orgasm crashes over my head.
Waves and waves of pleasure and pain pour over me. I feel them both curse, stiffen, and release, filling me with their cum. Magic threads around the room just like it did on the van, in the trees, in the wind. I can feel them all around me, feel their heat and chill and passion all at once.
North leans up and kisses my forehead as I feel Blaze settle on my back, his lips grazing my spine. One of their thumbs stretches over a marking, and the tenderness makes me flinch.
“Are you okay?” Blaze asks.
I lay my head against North’s chest and nod. “I want to see it. Just… I need a minute first.”
“Take your time.” Blaze gently runs a finger over a few of the patterns on my back, and I hear him shudder. “You took this perfectly, baby. Absolutely perfectly,” he rasps.
It’s another few moments before they both pull out of me. I’m left completely empty, save for their cum dripping down my thighs. Blaze lets a low “Fuck,” out under his breath as he straightens over the end of the bed.
“Fuck is right,” North manages.
“What?” I ask, slowly rolling over.
North huffs amusedly and jerks his chin toward the mirror on my door. “Take a look, darling. You’ll be as speechless as we are.”
Blaze holds out his hands to help me stand. I’m wobbly on my feet, yet he steadies me, his pleased smile rising to his eyes.
And once I’m in front of the mirror, I realize how right North was.
I am speechless.
Black snowflakes and jagged ice crystal formations stretch across every inch of me. There’s a visible distinction between the order of Blaze’s marks and the chaos of North’s. I rub my hands gently over my chest, my neck, my stomach, feeling every raised scar.
“What do you think?” Blaze asks.
“I think if I could give you my soul already, I would,” I say, looking between them.
Blaze closes his eyes, chin resting against the back of my head as North kisses my temple.
“You’re already ours, darling,” North whispers.
“Eternally,” Blaze adds.