Chapter Twenty-Nine
ELLIOT
I watch as River carries Lily out of the living room and up the stairs, a deep longing filling my chest.
“Go on, go be with them,” Jackson says. “I still have stuff to go over with Tommy.” They’d both been sitting at the dining table as River and I cuddled up to Lily on the sofa.
“You don’t have to tell me twice,” I reply, not even bothering to deny my need to be wherever they are.
I grab a couple of bottles of water from the fridge and head up to Lily’s room where River is pulling off his t-shirt with Lily nowhere in sight.
“Bathroom,” he says without me even needing to ask.
She reappears wearing a long, oversized t-shirt that stops at her knees. How she makes such a simple article of clothing look so alluring is beyond me.
River pulls back the cover and nods for her to get in. She doesn’t hesitate to crawl into the middle. She watches River unzip his jeans and kick them off, leaving him in just his boxer briefs, his arousal impossible to ignore right before he climbs in beside her.
“You getting in or what?” he asks. I’m still standing there clutching the bottles of water to my chest like they’re the holy grail.
I place them on the bedside table, strip down to my own boxers, and sit on the edge of the bed to remove my prosthetic. Even with the niggle of self-consciousness trying to make itself known, I push it away and take off the sock and liner, followed by my other sock.
Switching off the lamp, I lie down, pulling the rest of the cover over me. River is already spooning Lily, and both of them are facing me.
Reaching out, I stroke my knuckle over her cheek, her eyes drifting closed. I watch her as her breathing evens out. River is a protective presence at her back, his eyes on me, his lips tilting into a soft smile.
“I don’t know about you, but I could get used to this,” he says, reaching over to stroke my thigh before pulling my residual limb over Lily’s thigh, causing me to tense.
“Don’t do that, El,” he says, his thumb stroking soft circles. “Don’t shy away from me, from us. Don’t hide.”
I swallow and nod, relaxing into his touch and the warmth of Lily’s thigh.
I’m just drifting off myself when I hear a faint moan, and when I open my eyes, the light from the hallway casts a glow over Lily’s face, her lips parted slightly.
My eyes move to River. He’s watching me. I don’t know if he was asleep, but he’s very much awake now. He leans up on his elbow so I can see his entire face as he peers down at Lily.
“Hmm, I think our girl is having a naughty dream,” he says, his voice a rough whisper.
As if hearing his words, Lily moves, causing River to groan as her chest arches towards me, her arse towards him.
“I think you might be right.”
River releases my thigh and pulls the cover back to reveal our bodies beneath. Lily’s t-shirt has risen, revealing her plain white knickers. My eyes move to her chest, where her nipples are pebbled beneath the material.
His hand ghosts over her thigh, and she pushes back into him again, and he groans at the contact.
“Fucking hell,” he mutters.
His hand stays on her thigh, holding her to him as she writhes some more, her breaths becoming heavier, laden with small wanton whimpers and causing my dick to twitch. I reach into my boxers to adjust myself, my tip already leaking with pre-cum.
And then my hand joins Rivers, stroking her thigh and up to her hip.
“Lily,” he says softly, his lips ghosting over her cheek.
She stirs some more as his hand moves to the waistband of her knickers, his fingertips teasing the elastic.
“Yes,” she whispers, urging him lower.
He groans, his eyes shooting to mine as if asking what he should do. I shrug, because damn.
“Lily,” he says again. “Do you want me to touch you?”
She licks her lips, the slight nod of her head. “Yes, River, please touch me.”
A guttural moan escapes him. “Fuck,” he curses, dipping his fingers lower but stopping, being at war with himself.
Lily’s eyes flicker open, staring right at me. Her pupils are dilated, the grey a beautiful silver in this light. “Please,” she whispers, licking her lips, awake and needy.
I move my hand to the globe of her arse cheek and squeeze, causing her to let out a small whimper of pleasure.
“You heard her,” I say, glancing at River. “Our girl needs us.”
He dips his hand lower between the apex of her thighs, his fingers moving beneath the soft cotton.
“So fucking wet,” he says into her ear. “Were you dreaming about us, you little vixen? ”
Her lips part on an O with whatever he does with his skilled fingers next.
Within minutes, he’s pulling an orgasm from her that has her chanting his name like a sacred prayer and, fuck me, it’s a sight to behold.
“You come so beautifully, sweetheart,” I say, my hand roaming over her hip as River pulls his hand free, his wet fingers tracing a trail over the back of my hand before he raises them to my mouth.
“Taste,” he says right as he thrusts against Lily’s arse, causing her to jerk with a soft gasp.
I wrap my lips around his fingers and suck off her juices, sin and honey. Holding her eyes the entire time, I feel her hand moving to my thigh before reaching for my erection. I groan around River’s fingers as she rubs against me, hating that there’s material between her touch and my dick. As if reading my mind, her hand dips into my boxers, taking my hard length into her fist and drawing a deep moan from me, as my tongue swirls around River’s fingertips.
“Yes, Lily, just like that,” he coos into her ear before pulling his hand free and reaching up underneath her t-shirt to play with her breast.
My eyelids flutter closed as I savour her delicate touch, her thumb swiping over my slit, spreading the pre-cum over my crown.
I open my eyes to find her still staring at me, her eyes blown wide as she continues to stroke me, and I thrust into her fist, unable to stay still any longer.
“Oh God,” she says at whatever River just did to her breast.
“You like that?” he asks. “You like me squeezing your nipple, Vixen,” he says, using his newly acquired nickname for her as he continues, causing her breaths to increase. “Our girl likes a little pain with her pleasure.” She squeezes me hard .
“Yes,” she hisses, biting her bottom lip, her eyes squeezing closed from the sensation.
His lips pepper her exposed throat, and she writhes some more, her hand working me faster. Fuck!
“More, please, I need more.”
River chuckles. “More of what? Tell us, Vixen, what do you want?”
Her breaths are heavy as her eyes open again. “You, I need you... both of you.”
My dick hardens even more, and I swallow before asking,“Are you sure?”
I slip my hand under the cotton of her knickers and over her arse.
“Yes, please.”
River removes his hand from her breast, sits up, and tugs her knickers the rest of the way down.
His eyes flick to my boxers. “Off,” he says. “Take them off.”
Lily’s hand moves to the waistband, and she begins to pull them down for me. I push up onto my elbow as River leans over Lily, a loud moan escaping her lips as his erection no doubt thrusts into her while he helps her pull my boxers the rest of the way off. He lies on his back and removes his own with impressive speed before he’s once again positioned at Lily’s back.
He strokes her shoulder, the touch tender, reverent. “Are you sure? We don’t have to do anything you’re not ready for. We’ll wait,” he says, his gaze finding mine.
“There’s no rush,” I add, my hand moving to her jaw.
“Iwant to,” she says, as the pad of my thumb caresses her bottom lip before dippinginside. Her tongue swirling around my thumb as she sucks before Ipull it free with a soft pop. “Please.”
Unableto deny her, River grabs her under the knee, hooking her thigh over his. Iglance down as he opens her up to me. Thesight ofher glisteningarousal has my cock hardening even more. Then I see theglint of River’s piercingas his dick slips between her thighs, making contact with her folds. She moans as he slowly slides back andforth, creating friction.
I lower my hand, my finger making contact with her swollen clit, and she arches into my touch.
“You have such a pretty pussy,” I say, unable to take my eyes off the way River slides back and forth, her arousal becoming even more evident with the slow thrust of his hips.
“You like that, don’t you, Sweetheart?”
“Yes,” she says.
I swipe my finger over the head of my engorged dick and coat her clit with my pre-cum, then pull back enough to watch.
“Oh, my, fuck,” she says, her eyes rolling into the back of her head, the sound of her juices wet and erotic from mine and River’s combined touch.
“Yes, that’s exactly what we plan to do to you,” River replies, his eyes dark with unhinged lust. “But we need inside you.” His lips press against her throat as he peppers her with kisses.
His dick slides closer to her entrance, his piercings hitting just right, causing a loud moan to escape her.
“Is that what you want, for both of us to take you in turns, fucking your sweet cunt?” River asks, inserting just the tip.
Fucking hell, his words are turning me on, and he’s not even talking to me.
“I do, please,” her voice is a plea.
River smiles, his intent clear. “Then we need you to say it.”
“Please, River, I need you both to fuck me.”
With more restraint than I anticipated, he slowly begins to guide his hard length into her waiting entrance. “That’s it, let me in,” he says through clenched teeth until he’s completely sheathed inside her. “Fucking hell, Vixen, so fucking tight. You feel fucking amazing,” he praises, pulling back out slowly before thrusting back in, the sounds of their slow fucking has the tip of my dick leaking with even more pre-cum, priming for my turn. Unable to wait any longer, I brush the head of my cock over her clit.
“Fuck, what did you do? She just gushed all over my cock,” River says, pulling out to the tip, his dick glistening with her arousal.
“Just teasing her beautiful clit,” I say, my voice deep asI reach out and squeeze the base of his dick and push him back inside her. Lily’s hand moves to my hip, her short nails digging into my skin as he bottoms out.
I watch, enraptured, her entire body coiled tight as he continues with deep, languid thrusts before pulling out completely.
She lets out a mewling sound.
“Don’t worry, Sweetheart, I’ve got you,” I say, moving until my tip is at her soaking wet entrance, and I can’t hold back my groan.
River winks over her shoulder. “You’re welcome.”
Her eyes stay locked on mine as I slowly thrust forward, unable to refrain any longer as I slide inside her hot waiting channel, filling her to the hilt.
She bites down on her lip as I begin to move.