Chapter Twenty-seven
Archer
T his is not at all how I expected this to go when I followed Aaliyah into the forest, but I’m sure as hell not complaining about it.
I know she’s still trying to wrap her head around what had caused me to keep her captive for so long. I didn’t expect her to jump back into my bed, and I had no problem with waiting for her to be ready. I would’ve waited forever if it’s what she needed. All I want is to be a part of her life, and she’s already given me that.
When she told me she wanted me to take her home and fuck her, I’d been shocked. To me, it seemed to come out of nowhere, but as she drags me back toward the house, I think back on her words. She was talking about moving on.
I smile as I realize she wants to move on with me.
Aaliyah swings open the door and struts into the kitchen, where we left the others. River is curled up in Tyson’s arms in an armchair that isn’t usually in the kitchen while the other three move around the kitchen, preparing dinner.
All eyes turn to us as we come to a stop across from the island, her hand still grasping mine.
“How long until dinner?” she asks, eyes on Hayes.
He frowns. “Ummm… I’m not sure? Why?”
“I need it to be at least an hour.”
“And why do you need it to be at least an hour?” Reid asks with a chuckle.
She drops my hand and lifts them both to the island as she leans toward the kelpie. “Not that it’s any of your business, but I’m going to take Archer to my room so he can fuck my brains out. We can start making plans over dinner.”
No one speaks for a moment as they blink at her before Hayes clears his throat. “I’ll make sure it isn’t ready for at least an hour. Have fun.”
“Thank you.” She turns back to me and takes my hand, hesitating before glancing over her shoulders. “Can you do without one of your helpers?”
Hayes laughs, waving his hand. “Take whoever you need.”
“Are you coming?” she asks, eyes on Naomi, who immediately drops what she’s doing and rushes to the sink.
“Yes. Definitely. Just need to wash my hands.”
Aaliyah nods but doesn’t wait for her as she leads me toward the stairs.
“It was nice of you to invite Naomi, but it wasn’t necessary,” I tell her with a soft smile that she can’t see. At least not until she glances at me over her shoulder.
“I wasn’t doing it to be nice. You’re already with her, and I think it’s only fair that she be there tonight. That doesn’t mean I intend to allow her to join us.” She shrugs. “She’ll have to be patient if she wants that.”
I laugh, throwing my head back as we reach her room, and Naomi catches up with us.
“What’s so funny?”
I nod toward Aaliyah. “I’ll let her be the one to tell you.”
Aaliyah doesn’t speak, just steps into the room and gestures for us to follow her before shutting and locking the door.
“Naomi, for now, you’re only going to watch. I need this time to reconnect with Archer, but I want you to be a part of that.” She nods toward the bed. “I want you to undress and go sit against the headboard. You’re allowed to touch yourself, but neither of us. If you do, your privileges to touch yourself will be revoked, and you won’t be allowed to come tonight. Do you understand and consent?”
Naomi blinks at her for a moment before nodding, already pulling off her shirt. “I’m not usually into being bossed around, darling. You telling me what to do is hot as hell, and I might be more into it than I thought.”
I almost miss the way the corners of her mouth turn up before it’s gone and she’s facing me once more. “Strip.”
I lift an eyebrow, smirking at her. “Love, you are definitely not the boss of me, but I’ll make you a deal. I’ll give you a strip show if you’ll give me one, too.”
This time, she doesn’t bother fighting her smile as she nods. “Get to it then.”
She’s definitely gotten bossier since our time together. I definitely don’t hate it.
Reaching up, I grab the back of my shirt and yank it over my head before tossing it to the floor. Her eyes trail over me in appreciation at the skin revealed. When her eyes meet mine, I lift my eyebrows as if to say your turn.
She pulls the tight tank top off, revealing she isn’t wearing a bra, which on another day would have me curious, but all I can do is stare at her tits. They’ve always been a favorite of mine.
I must stare for too long because she clears her throat, and when I lift my eyes to her face, she looks amused. She points to my pants without a word, and I just shrug as I kick off my socks and shoes before shucking my pants. I stand there in nothing but a pair of boxer briefs that do nothing to hide my desire for her.
“Take those off too.” Her voice is thick with desire.
“Uh uh uh,” I tut, shaking my head. “You lose your shorts first.”
She smirks. “I don’t wear underwear with my leather, my heart. I don’t like panty lines.”
Heat courses through me double time. First, knowing she’s bare beneath those shorts is hot as hell and makes me wish my fingers had done some exploring out in the woods. Second, and most importantly, it has been well over a thousand years since I’ve heard her call me her heart.
I shove them down my legs, my breath becoming ragged as I watch her. She grins, slowly unbuttoning the shorts and lowering the zipper. My eyes follow her movements, taking in each piece of skin as she reveals it. The leather is so snug that she has to wiggle to get them over her hips, and I lick my lips as she reveals her cunt, wishing my cock was buried inside of her already.
“How are you even more gorgeous after all this time?” I ask her as she kicks her shorts away, my eyes roving over her tawny skin.
“I could ask you the same question, but I think that would just be wasting time that could be better spent elsewhere.” She heads for the bed, climbing on top of it before turning to look at me over her shoulder. “Are you coming?”
It’s been a long time since I moved as fast as I do then. Grabbing her hips, I turn her over and toss her further up the bed so she’s lying next to Naomi. I kneel between her legs, spreading her wide open. “Mine.”
“Yours,” she agrees as Naomi lets out a quiet moan. Glancing at her for a moment, I find her hand already between her legs, her eyes on Aaliyah and filled with hunger.
Lowering myself, I delve between her legs and lick along her slick. We moan together, my lips closing around her clit and sucking. The taste of her on my tongue is everything, and I want more. I could spend the entire allotted hour with my head between her legs, and there are other places I need to reacquaint my mouth with.
I kiss up her stomach, a whine spilling from her. “Where are you going? Get your mouth back down there.”
“Patience, love. I need to have my lips all over this body.” I ignore the glare she shoots at me as I run my fingers through her wet folds before pushing two fingers inside of her. Her back arches, a cry falling from her lips as I continue my journey with my lips.
Fucking her hard and fast on my fingers, my thumb finds her clit at the same time as my mouth closes around her nipple. The sounds coming from her lips just drive me on as I switch to her other tit, showing them equal attention as my lips return to their northern trip.
I latch onto her neck, needing to leave my mark on her as she comes around my fingers. Naomi’s cries mingle with Aaliyah’s, and I can’t help the smile that splits my lips.
When I finally release her skin from my mouth, my smile only grows as I see the bruise already forming there. My fingers are still fucking into Aaliyah, albeit at a slower pace, as her pussy continues to flutter around me. She’s panting, languid against the pillows as she stares up at me.
“Did you just give me a hickey?”
“Yup.” Pulling my fingers from her, I lift them to my lips and suck them clean, groaning as her taste explodes inside my mouth once more.
Shuffling backward, I gesture for her to come here with my finger, and she eagerly follows my silent directions. “Turn around and face Naomi on all fours.”
She grins as she realizes what I have planned, obviously approving. When she’s in place, I run my hands over her ass before bringing my hand down on one of her cheeks, no real power behind it. She lets out a squeak, glaring at me over her shoulder.
“Stop fucking about and fuck me, asshole.”
Who am I to refuse such a nicely worded request like that?
I push into her slowly, eyes meeting Naomi’s. She’s fucking herself with three of her fingers as she grins at me, no jealousy in her. She knows how much this means to me. How much I’ve missed the woman currently speared on my cock.
Impatient as always, Aaliyah shifts her hips forward before slamming back onto me. The sound of her ass slapping against my hips pulls me away from Naomi’s gaze as I chuckle.
“Always so impatient to be fucked. It’s good to know some things haven’t changed.” I tighten my grip on her hips as I pull out, slamming back into her. If we were alone and not on a timer, I’d have taken her differently. I would’ve made love to her as I stared into her eyes, showing her how much she meant to me and how much I missed her.
There’s always next time for that one.
I take her hard and fast, watching as my cock slides in and out of her cunt, wet with her juices. The sounds of Naomi fucking herself on her fingers and both of their cries are music to my ears. I tilt Aaliyah’s hips and on the next thrust, she lets out a keening sound that tells me I’ve found the spot I was looking for.
I drill into her, her cries coming faster and louder as I hit the perfect spot over and over again.
“Fuck!” she screams. “I’m going to come!”
As if I didn’t know from the way she’s fluttering around my cock. “Come for me, love. I want to feel your cunt squeezing me as you cover my cock in your release.”
Reaching around, I flick her clit and she spills over the edge with a loud scream. I slow my movements as I fuck into her, loving the way her pussy tries to pull me over with her, but that’s not happening. I’ll be getting at least one more orgasm from both of my girls before I come.
Aaliyah’s arms give out on her, and she collapses to the bed as she tries to catch her breath. I slow even more as I lean over her back. “Was it as good as you remembered?”
“Fuck off, Archer,” she mumbles, and I laugh.
“Not yet, love. I’m not done with you yet.” I trail my hand over her side before cupping her tit and squeezing. “We’ve given Naomi such a good show, and she’s been such a good girl. Don’t you think she deserves a reward?”
Aaliyah hums, turning her head to look up at Naomi. “Yes, I think she does. Please tell me you have a strap-on, Naomi.”
Naomi’s eyebrows shoot up as she glances at me. I shrug. It’s not what I was expecting. I’d been about to suggest that Aaliyah eat her out, but I’m all for seeing what Aaliyah has in mind.
“I do.”
“Good. Archer, get off me while she gets it.” I frown, not wanting to leave her pussy, but do as she says. She pushes me onto my back, straddling me as she takes my cock in hand. She gives me a few strokes before lowering herself onto me once more.
She begins to move on top of me as I watch her tits sway.
Fuck yeah.
“Is it double-sided?” Aaliyah asks. Leaning my head back to follow her line of sight, I see the strap on Naomi has pulled out.
She nods. “It is. Is that okay?”
Aaliyah laughs, the sound a little breathy as she continues to ride me. “Hell yeah, it is. Get it on and grab some lube. I want both of you to fuck me.”
“And where do you want her to fuck you?” I ask, my hands tightening on her hips as she speeds up, clearly excited about what’s about to happen.
“I want you both in my cunt,” she breathes out.
I chuckle, lifting my hips to meet her. “That we can do, love.”
Aaliyah’s eyes remain on Naomi, but I can’t tear my eyes off of her. Watching Naomi insert the double sided dildo is getting her hot, her movements becoming more erratic.
It’s not long before Naomi joins us on the bed once more, moving behind Aaliyah as I hear the snap of a bottle being opened. I pull Aaliyah to lay on my chest, hands stilling her hips even as she protests.
“If you want us both inside you, darling, you have to let me prep you so you don’t get hurt,” Naomi tells her. “Trust me when I say I want this just as much as you, but we have to do this the right way.”
Aaliyah is pouting when she looks up at me, but I just smile. “Patience, love.”
“Fuck patience,” she says but settles against me. The two of us moan together when Noami spreads lube around both of us before pushing a finger into Aaliyah’s cunt, rubbing against my cock.
This is torture. Pure torture. With each movement of Noami’s finger, or fingers once she adds a second, has me wanting to move and fuck my girl, but I just manage to remain still through the long minutes of prep time.
Finally, Noami’s fingers disappear. “I think we’re good. Just gotta lube up.”
We’ve both been so good that I decide to reward both me and Aaliyah, pushing up into her and fucking her for a few moments until I feel the head of the dildo at Aaliyah’s entrance.
Stilling once more, my eyes roll into the back of my head as the dildo pushes in alongside my cock. It’s not quite the same as feeling another dick against mine, but it feels almost as good as Aaliyah gets even tighter around me. Her cunt flutters around us, and then she’s coming.
“Damn, love. Already?”
“Feels so good. So full. Move. Please.” Aaliyah begs so prettily.
My eyes meet Naomi’s over Aaliyah’s shoulder. She grins before she begins to move, and I have to fight back a groan. It’s harder to move like this, but we alternate fucking her. I’m already fighting back my orgasm, and I can see just how close Naomi is. She always enjoys being the one doing the fucking, and the dildo inside her is making sure she feels just as good as Aaliyah does.
“Damn it, I’m not going to last,” I finally grit out. “Feels too good.”
“Me neither,” Naomi pants. “I’m going to be done when I come.”
“So close. So close,” Aaliyah chants, her hips moving as she meets us thrust for thrust.
Moans, groans, grunts, and whines fill the air as we move together, faster and harder as we each chase down our release. I’m on a hairpin trigger, trying my best to hold out for my girls, but it’s a losing battle.
When Aaliyah’s hips slam down on mine, I lose it. The orgasm shoots through me as my cock pulses inside of her. She moans, grinding on me as an orgasm rips through her. Noami pushes into Aaliyah twice more before she collapses, body undulating.
I come more than I have in years, each of their movements pulling more and more cum from my cock, and I can’t help wondering where it’s coming from.
Finally, the three of us still as we attempt to catch our breaths.
“We’re definitely doing that again,” Aaliyah pants, sending all of us into laughter as we separate. I jump up to grab some wet cloths and come back to find the dildo on the nightstand while Naomi and Aaliyah kiss, slow and sensual.
“Please do not tell me the two of you are ready to go again,” I groan as I clamber back onto the bed. “Not only is it getting close to the hour Aaliyah asked for, but I’m spent.”
They giggle as they break apart, Naomi taking one of the cloths from me as she cleans up Aaliyah while I do the same for her.
“Absolutely not,” Aaliyah says with a sigh. “All I want to do is cuddle until dinner is ready. Once the endorphins wear off, I’m going to be sore. I’ll need a few hours before I can go again.”
Taking the used cloths, I toss them onto the nightstand with the dildo. We’ll clean that up later. If my girl wants cuddles, then cuddles she shall get.
Settling at Aaliyah’s back, I lean over to kiss Naomi and then Aaliyah before settling back on the pillows. “This is nice.”
“It is,” Naomi agrees as we both cuddle closer to Aaliyah.
“It’s perfect.” Aaliyah’s stomach growls and she laughs. “Five minutes of cuddles, and then I need food.”
Now, that sounds perfect.