Chapter 20
20
BIRDIE
T he house is silent after the front door closes with a resounding thud. My hands are trembling with anger as I stare straight ahead.
A warm hand rests against my arm.
“Birdie…” Violet whispers softly. “Are you okay?”
I blink, then turn to face her. She looks terrified.
“You killed my father,” I mutter softly.
She swallows, tears brimming in her eyes. “I’m so s-sorry,” she stammers.
The pain etched into her features breaks my heart. I lunge toward her, grabbing her face and kissing her hard on the mouth. I can tell it takes her by surprise because she tenses in my arms.
Pulling away, I stare into her frantic eyes. “You’ve always been there for me. You protected me and loved me when no one else would. I know deep down you think you failed me because of what happened at the auction or because you had my father killed, but you didn’t fail me, Violet. You have never failed me.”
A tear streaks down her cheek. I quickly wipe it away before kissing her again. She melts in my arms, wrapping hers around my waist as she deepens the kiss.
Before it can get too heated, she pulls away. “Wait…you’re not mad?”
I shake my head. “Because of you, I’m out of that house. I’m here…and I don’t want to leave.”
“Oh, you’re not fucking leaving,” Alaric replies.
Without warning, he hauls me toward him. I tilt up to see his face, and he brings his mouth to mine, kissing me passionately. My knees go weak, and I fall into his arms.
I don’t care that Alaric murdered my father. I don’t care that he’s a murderer at all. I know he’d never hurt me, and I have a night of gentle lovemaking to prove it.
Although right now…with the way he’s kissing me, I sort of wish he would.
When I pull away breathlessly, moisture pools between my legs as I stare up at him. “Alaric,” I whisper. “I need you. Both of you.”
His response is a guttural growl. He buries a hand in my hair and brings his mouth to mine. “You just found out Violet and I conspired to kill your father, and the first thing on your mind is being fucked?”
I swallow and purse my lips at him. Instead of cowering in shame or embarrassment, I straighten my shoulders and stare at him defiantly. “Yes. I’ll tell you the same thing I tried to tell Violet earlier.” I touch his cheek and lift my lips in a crooked smile. “The only thing I’m mad about is that you didn’t think to include me.”
Wrapping my arms around his neck, I leap into his arms. He wraps his hands around me and grinds me against him. I feel Violet at my back, stroking my hair. She guides my face toward her, and I kiss her with as much fervor as I kissed him.
I hardly notice Alaric is carrying me anywhere until I realize we’re suddenly in his room, Violet still glued to his side. The door closes with a slam, and he carries me to the bed, tossing me down. I bounce on the mattress and quickly move to my knees.
Reaching for Alaric, I pull his face to mine and kiss him again. His lips are rougher than last time, nibbling and biting. The hint of pain only makes me want him more.
When Violet touches my hair, I shift my mouth to her lips. We move together like a storm, tearing at each other’s clothes and covering each other with kisses. I can’t believe how much I want them both. How much my body craves them both .
Once the three of us are completely undressed, Violet and I both move our attention to Alaric. He’s sitting on the bed with me on his lap, facing him. All I can think about is how much I want to put my mouth on his cock.
I push gently on his shoulder, making him lie down. Violet is next to him, kissing his mouth as I slide my way down his body. My body is buzzing with excitement as I reach his cock. It’s so hard, it protrudes upward, lying flat on his stomach.
As I wrap my hand around the length, he sucks in air through his teeth. Gently I squeeze, moving my hand up and down, loving the sounds he makes as I do.
Violet appears next to me with a wicked smile. “Let me show you,” she says sweetly.
She takes Alaric in her hand, and while keeping her eyes on me, she sucks him into the back of her throat. My thighs clench, and something warm buzzes in my stomach. The slurping sounds of her lips around him turn me on even more, and my mouth waters at the sight.
I watch the way she hollows her cheeks and curls her lips under her teeth. Her hand strokes him at the base, where her mouth won’t reach. Alaric is a mess of groans and fidgeting movements on the bed. His head goes back and forth from hanging back to lifting up to watch her.
After a few minutes, she pops off his dick and looks at me. “Your turn, little sister.”
Eagerly, I take his cock in my hand and run the tight head across the length of my tongue. When I come back up, I delicately slide my tongue into the slit at the end, watching him go wild as I do.
Then I see how far I can take him in my mouth, pleasantly surprised that I reach as far as Violet did before my gag reflex kicks in. I try again and again and again, going a little farther each time. Soon, his cock is coated with my saliva, and the head of his dick is tight.
“Get up here.” He groans at Violet, dragging her up his body.
While working his cock with my mouth, I watch as he places her legs around his head, urging her to sit on his face. My eyes widen as he buries his face in the sweet spot between her legs. She leans forward, and I spot his tongue peeking out to lap at her clit. Facing me, she lets out a yearning cry of pleasure.
“Come here, Birdie,” she whispers to me. Her eyes are hooded with lust as she reaches for me. I crawl up Alaric’s body before finding her lips and kissing her ravenously. I’m straddling his hips, grinding myself against his rock-hard erection.
Between moans and whimpers, Violet urges my hips up, and I lift Alaric’s cock, poising it at my soaking core. I’m nervous to be on top, but eager to try something new. I know they’ve got me.
So, as I settle my weight, swallowing Alaric’s cock as I go, I take my time to allow my body to stretch around him. When I’m finally seated all the way, I let out a gasp. It’s nothing like before. I’m so full but also in control. He’s busy moaning and sucking at Violet’s clit when I start grinding my hips, finding a position and rhythm that feels good.
There’s still a slight burn, but I welcome it. The pain goes well with the pleasure. It intensifies it.
And when I find a spot that sparks with intensity, I continue rocking, hitting that spot over and over and over.
“God, you’re so fucking sexy,” Violet murmurs, watching me with arousal in her eyes.
I lean forward and grab her for a kiss again. As we’re kissing, she reaches down and strums my clit with her fingers. Matched with the grinding of my hips, it makes me feel like my body is on fire.
Alaric is pumping his hips upward, meeting my thrusts. Violet is grinding her body on his face. He’s sucking greedily on her, and she looks like she’s ready to explode. I can tell by the tremble in her thighs that she’s almost there.
Where one of us ends, the other begins. I feel my heart swell with their cries of pleasure. Violet slams a hand down on Alaric’s chest as she screams out her orgasm. I rest my head on her shoulder as I build to the same level of intensity. I’m slamming my hips down on his cock, so in love with the sensation that I know I’ll never get enough. As soon as we’re done, I’ll want them to fuck me again.
I’m hooked on them, on us. This thing we have together, after only a few days, is so perfect. I paid the price with nineteen long years of pain and strife, only to get here with two people who feel so right for me. We made this life together, and I hope we make so much more.
I never want to leave, and it might not be what any of us expected, but it’s the most natural thing I can think of. More love. More connection. More happiness. More freedom.
I’m lost in my thoughts, slamming my hips down so hard now the sound of our pounding bodies reverberates through the room. When my orgasm hits me, it’s like a tidal wave. My head falls back, and my body explodes with pleasure.
Alaric pinches my hips in his hands as he drives upward, coming hard with a deep growling yell.
My climax seems to last forever, and when it finally subsides, I collapse onto his chest, panting and waiting for my vision to clear. Violet is lying on the other side, her head on his chest too.
Alaric pulls my face up to his mouth, and I hungrily kiss his lips, savoring her taste on his tongue.
None of us speaks for a while. I’m too distracted by exploring his body with my hands.
After a while, I’m the one to finally talk first. “Can we do it again? I’ll be a good girl.”
Alaric chuckles first, and Violet looks at me with a smile. “Yeah, we can,” she says softly. “But there’s really no rush. It’s not like we’re going anywhere.”
“We have all day,” Alaric adds.
“We have more than all day,” I reply.
He kisses the top of my head. “That’s right, Princess. We have far more than all day.”