Chapter 23 Juniper #2
“There are many more things to try with you, many more nights to have you that way.” North slaps my ass. “Turn her around. I want a taste.”
I love being handled like this. I’ve never been handled like this. With ease and desire. Like they’re both happy sharing but fighting for my attention all at once.
I lay back on Blaze’s chest as he thrusts inside of me again.
Another gasp leaves me. He slowly begins working in and out, his hands squeezing my tits.
I reach up without thinking and my hand grabs hold of his horn again.
There’s something intimate about holding them, the way my fingers fit perfectly around the base, his silky hair curled around my digits…
North strokes himself as he looks over me, his eyes still shaded entirely. “You look fucking delicious,” he says before shifting downward. His tongue drags over my already sensitive clit.
I reach my free hand down and wrap it around his horn also.
God, if I had a mirror…
I squirm and shudder at both of them. My orgasm is rising and rising. It’s so much. So staggering.
“Oh shit… Oh god, oh god—”
“There are no gods in this room, angel. Only monsters.” Blaze’s rasp tickles my ear.
His words are enough to send me over the edge. I come with a scream, mind blank with stars, sound absent. The sensation tingles and coats my skin.
“Shit, Juniper,” Blaze hisses, kissing my cheek. “How many times can you do that for us?”
I practically mewl at the thought.
North straightens over us, dips his fingers into the lube again, and begins to stroke his cock. His mouth drops as he stares… as he taps his dick on my pussy.
I pick up what he’s putting down the moment his fingers seem to be testing my entrance.
My eyes widen. “Oh shit, you think you’re both going to fit there?” I ask, surprised.
North chuckles, and Blaze squeezes my tits again.
“They’ll fit, darling,” North says.
Blaze reaches for my thighs and hikes them up, straightening my hips and somehow opening me wider. North gets more lube—so much more fucking lube. I hold my breath waiting and watching him pump his cock, but Blaze sits us up slightly, turns my face to his, and kisses me hard.
“You can take us. Focus on me. You’re going to be amazed at what this body can do. I think you were made for us,” he says.
“Don’t move. I’ll be gentle,” North says.
He is.
Shit, he is.
I can feel him going slow, testing me out before he stretches me wide. I squirm at the fill, legs weak and body wilting as his curve hits… there.
Fuck, there…
I’m lost as North deliberately moves inside. Blaze kisses me. North kisses me. It doesn’t take long before I’m coming again, too full and liquid to hold it back.
I’m entirely theirs.
“I can’t,” I hear North say. “So amazing, Juniper.”
“I can’t either,” Blaze says, his hands squeezing my tits.
North shudders, his face askew. He pulls out of me at the same time I feel another orgasm cresting, and as he spills webs of cum all over my stomach, Blaze pumps three times inside of me and comes himself.
I falter back on his chest, barely able to catch my breath. North slumps over us and swallows, his forehead coming to a rest against mine.
“Goddammit. That was… You’re stunning. Fuck—” North kisses me again, and I finally manage to press my hands to his face.
Blaze takes the opportunity to slide out of me as North holds me upright.
I fold into Blaze’s arms when North lets me go, and Blaze cradles me in his warmth.
A heavy sigh leaves me when I close my eyes, nearly passing out as we sit there.
The room is spinning, but here, in Blaze’s arms, I’m quick to settle.
I hear North saying something to Blaze, though it’s indistinct.
Blaze tells him to stay close.
North’s lips press to my forehead. He squeezes my hand, and a moment later, I hear the door click.
For a few minutes, the only sound is our uneven breathing.
“Where did North go?” I eventually ask.
Blaze smirks down at me. “You didn’t hear us?”
“No, the room was a hamster wheel, and my hearing sounded just like a bunch of echoes,” I admit.
He chuckles. “He’s checking on things. Taking Pack out and making sure we don’t have any visitors.”
“You two love my dog.”
“You dog almost took down a troll this morning,” he informs me.
My brows knit. “There are trolls?!”
He chuckles softly at me. “Yeah. They’re nasty, too. Pack took it on like it was nothing, though. She’s a fearless little girl.”
“That doesn’t surprise me.” I sit up and quickly notice the sticky cum strands on my stomach. “Um… I think I need to shower.”
Blaze snickers. “Let me carry you in there.”
He helps me into the bathroom, and I’m instantly aware of how fucking sore my vagina is.
“I don’t think my vag is going to go back to its usual size,” I tell him once we’re in the shower.
“I promise it will,” he laughs.
Joking with him makes me feel so much lighter. He’s back to his regular form, though I can see the scars on him. They’re no longer hidden beneath a veil of shadows, no longer a taboo subject he’s trying to avoid.
My heart is full watching his smile reach his eyes.
He’s towel drying my hair and hugging the towel around us when I, at last, sink against his chest, head tilted back to look at him. He sighs and cups my face, staring at me as intensely as I’m staring at him.
“Will you tell me?” I ask.
His jaw feathers. “Which part?”
“How you lost everything. And how you got these scars,” I say, finger brushing a particularly thick one.
“Lucky for you, it’s the same story.”