22. Reconnecting
22
RECONNECTING
TESSA
T he last couple of nights with Evan and Kurtis have been passionate and magical. I hadn’t expected to be swept away the way I have.
Tonight belongs to Dante though. We need to talk alone, and I need to check in on how he’s feeling about all this.
I remain focused on work all day. I’m getting used to reaping and coming to terms about being the one to collect souls. I’m soothed, knowing that I’m helping them transition. Technically, they would have died without me or a death god in existence. But ghosts and phantoms and fractured souls are real, and if I can help them safely get to the afterlife in one piece, then I can rest easy at night. Where they go from there, who knows?
Reincarnation, perhaps.
Death confides in his employees that there are other worlds, other dimensions, but those other places aren’t in our domain. We only deal with the earthbound souls. It makes me wonder how many times my soul has been on Earth inhabiting another body.
And have I lived on other planets?
It makes my head spin with possibilities.
Then I wonder if I’ve lived other lives with my guys. Perhaps that’s why I feel a deeper connection to them than I have with anyone else. What if we find each other over and over, our souls aching until we bond again in another life?
Would Karma tell us if we have done this before? Or is it like some theories suggest that it’s better to focus on the life one is currently living?
I suppose it doesn’t matter if we have a soul history or not. We are here, together now. And we’re building the foundation of a lifetime of love.
After work, I pop back home to the Karma mansion. With my reaper sight, I find Dante in his room, reading.
He’s been doing a lot more reading lately. Self-help type books and meditation guides.
It’s probably all for his healing work with Karma. But as I watch him, I’m suddenly worried it might be about what’s going on with the four of us.
“Hey,” I say as I appear before him at the side of his bed.
“Hey, baby.” He sets the book down and a huge smile fills his face. His eyes soften, and he holds out a hand for me to climb into the bed with him. “How have things been?”
I let out a puff of air. The way he says it makes it sound like I’ve been gone forever. I suppose it might feel like that to him, especially after all the time we spent inseparable before now.
“I’m good,” I vaguely answer. “How are you?”
“Hanging in there. I’ve been missing you.” He kisses my forehead and pulls me flush with his body.
Damn, I missed his sandalwood scent and inviting arms.
“You give the best hugs. Arms down,” I say with a grin.
He groans and chuckles at my play on words. “So do you.”
After a few minutes of snuggles, he asks, “How have your dates been? You still interested in dating all three of us at the same time?”
I take a moment to really think about my answer. “The dates were actually great. Evan and Kurtis out did themselves. Or maybe it’s just that I didn’t know what to expect from them.”
Giving him an overview of the two dates, Dante seems calm and open to the whole thing. It appears he really is cool with this and that eases the worry that has been building inside me.
“I need to make sure no one feels neglected,” I admit. “It’s a bit daunting to think about. I’m sorry if it’s felt like you got sidelined.”
“Don’t be sorry. The time alone has made me appreciate you even more. You needed the space to explore things with them. We just have to communicate especially if we require one-on-one time,” he reminds me. “Speaking of which… I found it crazy-hot to think about you fucking them. Does that make me a freak?”
“I don’t think so. Kinky, maybe, but that’s not a bad thing. Does it make me a freak that I’m imagining you jerking your perfect cock to the idea of me fucking one of them?” I waggle my eyebrows just like Kurtis does. “But truly, I’m looking forward to exploring my kinkier nature with all of you. I feel like my world has opened up. It started with you winning me over by making me accept myself, my body, my sexuality. And now…?”
“And now you’re a fucking horn dog?” He laughs when I smack him on the chest.
He gives me a playful smack on my ass, and I love how he massages the spot after he does.
“But yeah, I am a horny bitch in heat now,” I confess and chuckle. “Speaking of which…” I echo his words and drag down his sweatpants and briefs while staring into his sky-blue eyes. Damn, he’s a vision.
His hard cock springs up at attention when the pants make it past his hips, and I lick him like a lollipop.
He groans and thrusts up as I swallow him down. “Fuck, Tessa, yes.”
I work the base of his shaft with my hand and hollow my cheeks with each stroke. I swipe my tongue over the tip again, and he curses with pleasure.
Dante fists my hair but allows me to work his cock. “I’m imagining Evan fucking you from behind while Kurtis sucks and pinches your nipples.”
I moan with the image he paints. What will it be like to have them all fucking me at the same time?
“You like that idea, don’t you, baby?” he growls. “We’re going to make you lose your mind with orgasms. I wonder how many we can pull from your body before you pass out.”
I can tell Dante is getting close as he bucks into my mouth. “Come here, love. Ride me, please.”
His cock pops from my lips, and I quickly shuck my pants and mount him as he leans against the headboard. He dips his head down and pulls my shirt out of the way to suck and bite my tits. His thumb stimulates my clit as I bounce up and down on him.
“So perfect,” he coos. “Come on my cock, sweetheart. Claim me as yours again.”
His words send me to the moon, and an orgasm rips through me. My clenching pussy is enough to throw Dante over the edge with me.
When I collapse against his muscular chest, I feel so much love inside that it threatens to explode out of me.