Chapter 30 #3
My kisses trail downward, over the curve of her neck, the swell of her perfect tits, my lips lingering to tease her nipples until she whimpers. Her fingers tangle in my hair, tugging. I grin against her skin and continue my path, tracing her navel, then pause at the Ace of Hearts tattoo on her hip.
I freeze, realization dawning. Ace… Ace of Hearts.
“Holy shit…” I chuckle, the pieces clicking together. I glance over my shoulder at Alaric, who’s been watching silently. “Bro, you’re such a fucking cockblock.”
Alaric lifts an eyebrow. “What?”
I snort, opening my bedside drawer to pull out the bottle of lube I have there. “Never mind.”
Without missing a beat, I slide down the bed and hook my arms under Sparkle’s thighs, pulling her to the edge until she yelps.
Her laughter turns to a gasp as I press my mouth to her clit, giving it a slow, deliberate suck that makes her arch and whimper.
Her hand shoots out, fingers grasping for Alaric.
He steps forward, taking her hand and kissing her palm, his lips lingering there until she relaxes under my touch.
I flip the cap of the lube open, slicking my fingers. With one hand, I massage her thigh, my thumb brushing the crease of her hip. My lubed fingers trail teasingly over her puckered hole. She tries to relax, but her breath is shaky.
“Easy, Sparkle.” I press a kiss to her inner thigh. “We’ve got you.”
Alaric’s fingers move to her nipple, rolling it, making her squirm and moan.
The sound is pure music, and I can’t get enough.
I toy with her, circling her clit with my tongue as my finger glides over her asshole.
When I finally slip just the tip inside, she tenses for a moment, then pushes back on me, and I slide deeper.
“Oh my God,” she breathes out, her voice tight with pleasure as she grips the sheets with her free hand.
“You good?” I check, glancing up to see her eyes glazed with heat.
“Yes. More.”
“Such a good girl.” I start to move my finger, easing in and out. “Look at you. Taking my finger so well, getting all wet and needy. You’re making me so fucking hard.”
Her body responds beautifully, softening under my touch after a few moments of praise and gentle stretching.
Good girl. So tight. So fucking sexy for us.
I slide in a second finger, and her breath hitches, but she adjusts quickly, the tension melting into pleasure. “God, yes,” she moans out, her hips rocking toward me, so I lick her some more while Alaric watches her intently, his free hand brushing her hair back from her eyes.
When I add a third finger, she tenses, a shaky sound slipping from her lips. I circle her clit with my tongue, easing her through it. “Almost there, Sparkle. You’re doing so good for me.”
“For us,” Alaric corrects softly, leaning down to kiss her slightly open lips.
Her body trembles as I slide my fingers deeper, watching them disappear into her, the sight making my cock ache. “You’re so beautiful like this,” I whisper. “Ric’s going to give you everything you need.”
They break apart, and her eyes meet mine, filled with trust and lust. When I finally pull my fingers out, she gasps at the loss, so I lean up and capture her lips in a kiss, letting her taste herself on my tongue. Her hands curl around my neck, holding me close.
I blindly reach for a pillow, and Alaric hands one over, his eyes and whole body tense when I break the kiss and shoot him a grateful smile as I position it under Sparkle’s ass.
Standing, I grab my shirt from the floor and wipe my hands on it before I throw it in a corner. “Your turn, Ric.”
We switch places, and Alaric steps between her legs while I sit by her head, and she tilts her face up, eyes seeking mine.
“Ready, Sparkle?”
She nods, a smile playing on her lips. “Yes.”
Alaric leans over her, his hands cradling her face like she’s the most precious thing he’s ever touched. “I love you.”
“I love you too.”
Fuck.
She’s able to say it to him?
I should be jealous, but all I feel is joy. If she managed to say it to him, she will tell me soon. Because even if she never voiced it directly, I know she does.
Alaric straightens, his focus dropping to his cock as he coats himself with lube, letting a generous amount drip onto her ass for good measure, then hesitates again.
“You remember how to fuck, right? Or do you need some help with that as well?” I tease, trying to get him out of his head.
“Fuck you, Sy,” he mutters, before his gaze finds Sparkle’s. “Tell me if it hurts.”
She nods. “Take your first, Ace.”
He huffs a laugh, and after another deep breath, he guides the head of his cock to her, pressing against her puckered hole.
The crown slips in with minimal resistance, thanks to my prepping, but the stretch still makes both of them gasp.
Alaric’s face scrunches up, a tremor running through him as he holds there, his hands gripping her hips for dear life.
Sparkle clutches my hand tightly, her nails digging in, but her eyes are glazed, her lips parted on a moan as she nods rapidly.
“Go on, Ric,” I coax. “You’re doing great. And she’s loving it. Aren’t you, baby?”
“Y-yes.”
Alaric lets out a shaky exhale and begins to ease himself deeper. Every inch he slides in feels like an eternity, but Sparkle’s face twists with pleasure, her body arching to meet him. When he’s finally balls deep, his body erupts into goose bumps.
“Jesus,” Alaric rasps while she trembles beneath him, impaled on his cock.
“I’m good,” she assures him before he can ask, then her eyes flutter shut. “Really good. Fuck my ass, Ace.”
Fuck.
I have to squeeze my cock through my sweatpants, the pressure barely holding me together as I watch them. The sight is enough to wreck me. The thought of filling her ass myself makes my head spin.
She moans as Alaric pulls back and thrusts in again slowly, the drag of his cock making her shiver. The sounds they make together—her breathless whimpers and his low groans—are pure sin.
“God, I love seeing you get fucked,” I growl out, the words spilling out without thought.
They both moan, and Alaric’s hips start thrusting harder.
“Ace,” she chokes out, her voice a plea.
I stroke her hair, my fingers gliding through the silky strands. “What does it feel like, baby?”
“Fucking amazing,” she gasps as Alaric’s thrusts grow sharper, more desperate. Her pussy is glistening, and her wetness drips onto Ric’s shaft.
I capture her mouth in a kiss, my left hand sliding between her thighs to tease her clit. She moans into my mouth, her body a trembling mess between us.
When I finally let her come up for air, she’s panting hard.
“Goddamn, you’re dripping, Sparkle,” I growl out. “You’re so fucking full, and you still want more. Ric, stroke her clit.”
Alaric’s hand replaces mine, and I pull back, shifting to sit behind her, guiding her head to rest on my thigh.
The position is perfect—her body sprawled between us, her eyes fluttering as she drowns in sensation, giving me the perfect angle to roll her nipples and knead her breasts, making her cry out and her body arch beautifully.
“Slide your fingers inside her pussy while you fuck her ass,” I tell Alaric.
His eyes widen in surprise, but he doesn’t hesitate, easing two fingers into her pussy, and Sparkle’s entire body jerks. A strangled, beautiful sound tears from her throat.
“You like that, baby?” I pinch her nipples lightly. “You want more?”
“Yes.”
“One day soon, I’ll be taking your ass while Alaric fucks your cunt. Both of us filling you, stretching you until there’s nothing left to take.”
Alaric’s breath stutters, his hips snapping forward harder as he holds one of her thighs up, giving him a better angle. “Fuck, Sy,” he rasps. “Don’t say shit like that unless you want me to come right-fucking-now.”
She moans and twists slightly in my lap, her fingers hooking into the waistband of my sweatpants, tugging them down to free my aching cock. Then she takes me into her mouth.
Goddammit.
My head tips back, a groan ripping from my chest as her tongue swirls around the head and my grip on her hair tightens. Alaric’s thrusts falter for a second, his eyes locking onto mine over her body, heat and awe flashing between us. “She’s perfect.”
“Yeah,” I pant out. “She fucking is.”
Her moans vibrate around my cock, her body writhing as Alaric’s fingers and thrusts push her higher. My eyes roll back, a groan escaping my chest as she takes me even deeper, the warmth of her mouth damn near making me lose it right there.
Fucking deep-throat queen.
“Fuck, baby,” I hiss, my fingers tangling in her hair, guiding her movements. “Your mouth feels so fucking good.”
She hums around me, and the vibration shoots through my spine, igniting every nerve. Alaric’s thrusts get rougher, the sound of his hips slapping against her ass filling the room. Her muffled moans around my cock, the desperate rhythm of Alaric’s fucking, the scent of sweat and sex—I’m losing it.
“You’re so fucking tight, Trouble. I’m not going to last.”
I watch the tension in his body, the way his muscles coil like he’s holding on by a thread. Sparkle’s body jerks between us, overwhelmed. She’s close—I can feel it, the way her thighs shake, the way her body clenches.
I pull my cock from her mouth, cupping her face to make her meet my eyes. Her pupils are blown wide, her lips swollen. “Need to come, baby?”
“Yes, please.”
“You heard her, bro.” I grin, glancing at Alaric, who’s struggling to keep his rhythm steady as his thumb strokes her clit.
Pinching her nipples between my fingers, I twist them, and a strangled cry rips from her throat, her body arching as she shatters around him.
“F-fuck, Nova!” Alaric groans, his body locking up as he loses control. His head falls back, muscles taut, and he thrusts even deeper, shaking with the force of his release.
The sight of them unraveling almost pushes me over the edge too. I fist my cock, stroking hard, chasing that blinding high. Sparkle’s eyes flutter open, dazed and utterly wrecked, and her hand reaches out, her fingers brushing the tip of my cock.
“Come on my tits.”
A growl tears from my throat, and pleasure slams into me as my release spills over her fingers and tits, my body trembling as I come undone.
Her gaze locks with mine as she drags a finger through the mess on her chest, circling her nipple with a teasing smirk. My hand shoots out to grip her throat. “Fuck, you’re something else.”
She giggles as I let her go, turning her attention back to Alaric, who’s still panting, his chest heaving. He’s still buried inside her, and his body trembles as he finally pulls out. The movement draws a gasp from Sparkle’s lips, which he quickly captures with a kiss.
Their kiss deepens, then turns tender as Alaric murmurs against her mouth, “That was everything. You’re so much trouble.”
Sparkle giggles again, making Alaric pull back with a curious smile. “What?”
“You’re covered in Sylus’s cum.”
Alaric glances down at the streaks across his chest, his expression shifting to exasperation. “Of course. Why the hell not.” I laugh hard, almost doubling over, until Alaric grabs a pillow and chucks it at my head.
“You fucking jackass.”
“Hey, I didn’t come on your chest.” I shrug, making him only glare even more at me. “Go ahead, you guys can use the shower in my en suite.”
“Thanks,” he says tersely before he gathers Sparkle into his arms in a bridal carry, standing while she puts her arms around his neck, nestling her head in the crook of it.
I consider giving them some space after their first together, but Alaric stops at the en-suite door and looks back over his shoulder. “You coming, dickhead?”
I pause, tucking myself back into my sweatpants. “You want me to?”
He huffs a laugh, glancing down at the mess on his chest. “Can’t get any more bromantic than this, can it?”
“Fair enough.”
Following them into the en suite, I grin.
God, life’s fucking good.