Chapter 27 Ours #2
Fire erupted along Lazerath’s spine the moment Rosalind clenched and cried her release.
Laz’s hips thrusted forward as his hand snapped out and latched onto where Rose was holding Dav’s head and hair.
He groaned, unintelligible noises surging from his fucking soul as he came.
Dav’s mouth latched over them both, sucking and drinking down their releases with a barely contained groan of his own.
Dav waited until their trembling ceased, gently putting Rosalind’s feet to the ground. She reached down, hooking her fingers under his chin as she urged him to stand.
“Show me.”
Laz’s used cock twitched at her order, then twitched again as Davarox bent and opened his mouth to display the collection of their cum on his tongue.
Rosalind patted his cheek. “Good. Now share.”
Laz died.
He’d gone to another fucking plane of existence as Davarox leaned down and kissed her, tongue slipping into her mouth as he did as she asked. They groaned, eyes lost in each other as he let her take that release from his mouth.
No fucking way was Lazerath going to miss out on the actual hottest thing he’d ever witnessed. His hand wove between their faces, palming Dav’s cheek and pulling him into his kiss. He stole his own cum from Dav’s tongue, uncaring about anything but kissing and sharing this moment with them.
Breaking away, he dipped to meet Rosalind’s kiss, tongue teasing hers before he swallowed the release he’d been given. A sweet tang that no treat in their shop could ever compare to.
Panting, Lazerath straightened, looking at Rosalind and then at Davarox with joy and love in his heart.
And he could have stood there forever, just being in their quiet company as he thought of how grateful he was for their existence.
For taking a chance on him, for loving him, for loving each other, and trusting that all of this was possible.
But instead, he said to Rosalind, “I need to fuck you. Now.” Then, to Dav, “And I need to do it while you’re fucking me.”
Davarox shuddered, fins on his cock flexing. And yeah, maybe Laz was a bit nervous at that sight, but after everything?
He trusted Dav.
No questions.
“Fuck,” Davarox muttered, wiping a hand down his face. “You… You’re sure?”
“Please. I need you. I need to feel you. Be close to both of you.”
Rosalind ran a hand down Dav’s arm, thumb rubbing gently. “You think you’re ready to take over?”
Davarox’s chest rose and fell rapidly, and then he reached out and shut off the water. “Yes. Dry off first.”
Lazerath fetched towels, and then they took their time, or perhaps followed their distractions was a better term.
An arm was barely dried before someone was kissing a neck or cheek.
Tails teased and prevented any progress by stealing towels.
Laughter echoed as Laz shook his shorter hair out to mock the other two before grabbing another towel for Rosalind’s long curls.
Then he played with her breasts, tongue flicking over her nipples as Davarox braided the strands down her back to keep them from getting tangled.
Laz should learn how to do that. It would be a useful skill for their future children, on top of the benefit of playing with his soulbonded’s hair because it looked soothing.
When they finally made it to the bedroom after all the distracted touching, Laz was hard again. He wasn’t sure how Dav was surviving this long without any sort of relief, but then he remembered Dav enjoyed the tease. The buildup.
And, yes, maybe Lazerath enjoyed the slow burn a bit too…
In moderation.
Once a year was enough.
“Rose, baby,” Davarox purred, fingers dragging down her spine as he looked over her head to Lazerath. “How would you like to go for a ride on Laz’s tongue while I warm him up a bit?”
She bit down on her lower lip, brown eyes shimmering in the demonlight. “Would you let me watch?”
Oh, fuck. Laz shuddered, precum leaking from his tip as he squirmed in place.
Dav twisted a curl of her hair around his finger. “Brilliant idea, baby.” He palmed her breast, kneading it softly as she moaned. “I wonder how many times I can get you both to come today.”
Now Lazerath was really regretting challenging Davarox earlier.
He should have known that the male would not stop at one, or even two climaxes.
No, he would keep them in this bedchamber until tomorrow if he wished.
He’d probably not worry about taking an unplanned day off at the bakery just for orgasms, that’s how serious he looked.
Laz followed instructions as he reclined in bed, nerves replaced by excitement as Rosalind followed, staring over him upside down.
“Hey,” she whispered, pressing a kiss to his forehead. “Still good?”
“Yeah, beautiful.” He tilted his chin until she got the hint and kissed his lips. “I need this.”
Davarox returned with the oil, finding his place at the end of the bed between Laz’s spread legs. One hand was already slick, rubbing together to warm up the lubrication. “I’ll get you ready to take my cock. You make our girl scream.”
“I love you,” Laz blurted, grin wide as he saw Dav’s shoulders soften. His eyes drifted up to Rose still over him. “Love you, too. Now sit that pretty cunt on my face.”
Her cheeks turned an adorable pink as she placed her knees on either side of his head, hands braced on his chest until she was situated.
But she kept hovering, and Lazerath was not a patient demon.
His hands latched onto her lush hips, pulling her down to his mouth as he speared his tongue inside her. She swore, thighs tensing, and then she was easing herself into the movement, rising and falling as he drank her in.
It was a good focus for him as Davarox reached under his legs, lifting his knees until he was better exposed for that first gentle finger around his rim.
Laz shuddered at the touch, tensing with the unfamiliarity.
“It’s okay, Laz,” Rosalind said, hand massaging his chest and over his nipple. “It’s just us.”
He might have nodded, maybe just turned his attention more fully on the warmth of Rosalind’s cunt on his mouth, but then there was deeper praise coming from the other end of the bed, and a prod just past that ring of muscle.
“Such a good boy,” Davarox muttered, and then Laz felt warmth envelop his cock. He nearly bucked off the bed, somehow managing to keep it contained to a groan as Dav’s mouth bobbed up and down on his length before popping off. “Look at that. Already desperate for more.”
There was a small burn as Dav’s fingers moved in and out, twisting and flexing and helping Laz adjust to the new intrusion. But that was nothing compared to the pleasure lighting up his nerves, the taste at his tongue, the feel of Dav’s mouth kissing along his shaft and sucking his balls.
The only reason he might possibly last long enough to get to Davarox’s cock was because he’d already come.
“You’re doing so good,” Rosalind said, breathless as she continued to rock her hips. “Still licking me while Dav spreads you. You take his fingers so well.”
Lazerath whined against her as the stretch burned again, but fucking hells it was good. Too good and yet not enough.
“More,” he murmured against Rosalind’s heat, chasing that little nub between breaths.
“Slow down,” Dav soothed as more lubrication warmed Laz’s hole. “Our girl is still able to talk, you know. Getting distracted?”
Yes. No. It didn’t help when Davarox was doing whatever that was with his tongue between the seam of his balls that had Laz gasping for air.
But fuck if he was going to be taunted about not getting Rosalind’s cum fast enough.
His hands tightened around her hips, fingers digging into her flesh as he pulled her down. Hells, if he died with her atop him and just Dav’s fingers in his ass, he’d die a happy male.
Tongue swiping out, he urged that pleasure point on Rose between his lips. Sucked as her thighs tensed and she gasped a curse.
Davarox rewarded him, maybe with another finger, maybe with a more thorough stretch, but the encouragement was enough for Laz to forego air in favor of hearing Rosalind scream.
“Laz, Laz,” she chanted, tremors starting in her hips. “Oh, fuck, fuck.”
Her cry was followed by a gush of her release, soaking his mouth and chin and neck as he drank and groaned and—
Fuck, he wasn’t going to last.
Davarox seemed to realize, removing his fingers quickly and ceasing touch as he left Laz painfully empty, but at least before Laz lost all his remaining control.
Rose’s body was suddenly gone, and a flash of gray let him know she was at least in good hands. With the path clear, Laz dizzily scrambled to sit, already feeling the oddness of his ass when his tail shifted to keep him balanced.
Dav had his tongue down Rose’s throat, her light brown skin flushed, and as beautiful as they both were, there was no more waiting.
Lazerath wrapped an arm around her hips, tugging her back to the center of the bed so he could crawl atop her.
Hooking one arm under her knee, he pressed his cock to her soaked entrance and pushed inside.
Her dark eyes snapped closed as his hips met hers with a single thrust, trembling walls clamping down on his cock with another small orgasm. It was too fucking tight. Too close to sending him over the edge he could only hold himself there. Frozen.
Gray inched into his periphery, Davarox leaning in to kiss him fiercely before pressing his forehead to Laz’s.
“Tell me when you’re not going to blow immediately.”
Lazerath laughed. “Fuck you.”
“I think you meant fuck me, but I’ll give you a minute since you made her squirt.”
“Oh my gods,” Rosalind groaned. “It’s fine, don’t ask if I need a minute or anything.”
Dav glanced down at her. “Should I have him put you face down and spank you while he fucks you?”
Her cunt spasmed, and Laz swore through his teeth. “None of us are lasting long, Dav, don’t try to deny it.”
“Ask me nicely and maybe I’ll take care of you,” Davarox teased, nipping at the point of Lazerath’s ear.
“Get back there and fuck me, Daddy.”
Davarox leaned back and howled a laugh. “Oh, gods. I like the vibe, maybe not the nickname.”
“Fine, fine,” Lazerath grumbled, leaning down to kiss Rosalind’s bright, smiling lips. “I still think it works.”
Rose winked. “Shh. We’ll warm him up to it.”
That thought shimmered through his fucking soul. The knowledge that there would be more of this, more of them. Forever joined and inseparable because their souls and bodies were meant to be entwined like this.
He was brought back to himself with Davarox’s hand on his tail, making room for the blunt end of his cock to run up and down Laz’s ass cheeks, spreading more lubrication. Until it nestled right at the opening.
“Don’t you dare come until I’m fucking you to the hilt,” Davarox warned, not quite pressing hard enough to enter. “You’re going to feel so good.”
Lazerath dropped his forehead to Rose’s, letting her soft kisses and whispers ground him from the unbelievable rightness of Dav filling his ass.
Swearing with him as Dav retreated before sliding back in, deeper, stretching until Lazerath was consumed only by the feel of his two soulbondeds’ embraces.
“Dav, you gotta hurry up back there,” Laz said, sweat beading at his temples as he stared down at Rosalind. “I see her tits bounce one more time, and I’m done for.”
“Shit,” Dav muttered, and Laz could feel the male’s hands on his waist trembling. “Rose, baby, you going to be alright?”
She whimpered. “Please. I need to feel it.”
There was a groan as Davarox retreated just a fraction, and Lazerath took in a single breath before it was punched out of him with Dav’s thrust. Laz’s hips snapped forward and he was buried even deeper into Rosalind’s cunt. All three of them cursed.
But Davarox didn’t let up at that. He withdrew, the slide of his cock absolutely divine, then drove hard again, and Laz was only partially right that Rose’s chest was going to be his downfall.
It was all of her: eyes closed, mouth parted on gasps, and walls clamping down on his length.
But it was also all of Dav: the grunts, the possessive way his fingers bruised at Laz’s hips, and the small flex of the fins on Dav’s cock inside his ass.
“So—fucking—tight,” Dav said through his teeth with each thrust. “You’re mine, you know that?”
Lazerath’s heart nearly burst as the orgasm built at the base of his spine. “Mine.”
“Mine,” Dav grunted as he drove in completely. “Both of you.”
“Mine,” Rosalind gasped out, and then began chanting it as her cunt fluttered.
Davarox’s hips connected with Laz’s backside, and that was all Laz could manage. Release roared through him, shaking him to his core as he spilled deep. There was nothing better than this moment, falling and flying and tumbling with one another.
Ears ringing, vision blurring, he distantly felt the first hot splash of Davarox inside him as the male gave one final flex of his fins before tipping over.
Those fingers at Laz’s hips were brutally tight, but he didn’t care.
He buried his face against Rosalind’s neck, breathing hard as the last tremors rocked through them.
He must have blinked longer than planned, because when he opened his eyes again, he was beside a dazed but happy Rosalind as Davarox gently cleaned her.
The male’s eyes flashed up, soft and sparkling alongside the contented smile on his face. “You need a new bed. A few nights here and there are fine, but it’s cramped for long term. Your tail likes to encroach on my space.”
Sure enough, Laz’s tail was flopped over both Rose’s and Dav’s legs without him remembering doing so. “I’m a cuddler, Dav. You know this. I need the reassurance.”
Davarox nodded and wiggled closer, fingers twining through Laz’s as he rested their hands on Rose’s hip. “I know.”
Rosalind placed her small hand atop theirs, sliding her fingers in between. “No more guilt. No more sads.”
Laz leaned in and pressed a kiss to her lips. “No more sads. We’re soulbonded, and nothing matters more than us.”
“You’re ours, Dav,” Rose whispered, eyes soft as she did that thing where she stared into Dav’s soul and saw everything.
“I am yours,” he said against her lips, kissing her before leaning forward and kissing Laz, too. “Ours.”
Lazerath was reminded of their first night, when he’d woken up without the human between them and felt like his insides had been shredded.
Dav, she should be ours.
And she was. He was. They were.
“Ours,” he said, ready for forever with his soulbonded.