Chapter 40
Chapter Forty
Auster’s head was spinning; he hadn’t expected her to be this brave. Hadn’t expected her to ask them both to take her to bed, but she had, and he was more than willing to do as she asked.
He was going to tease her first, lips wandering the column of her neck as Boreus claimed her kisses. It had been a very long time since he and Boreus had had someone between them, but they apparently remembered how to do this dance.
Auster felt it when she relaxed between them, when she went from fighting the feelings that they were giving her to accepting them. He shuddered, her trust heady and sweet.
“Good,” he murmured in her ear, moving his hands to the brooches that held her gown in place. “That’s so good, Autumn.”
She let out a stuttery little moan as he undid her gown and let it fall. “We’ll take care of you, just trust us.”
Her eyes were closed, and she was clinging to Boreus as they touched her, skimming her skin. Auster pulled her back into his chest, leaving Boreus the space he needed to cup her breasts in his hands and roll her nipples between his fingers.
She was panting, needy little moans hidden in the breaths, and Auster was having a hard time keeping his head on straight.
“I have an idea,” Boreus said, voice rough with passion. “Come here, both of you.”
He led them to the end of the bed, where the dressing mirror was and gestured to Auster. “Sit there; I want her to watch herself while we play.”
Auster nodded, smiling at Boreus before he sat on the bed, pulling Autumn to sit on his lap, draping her legs to either side of his thighs, and tipping her head until he could see her eyes in the mirror.
“Watch,” he ordered, sliding a hand down her body to the soft curls and slipping a finger into her folds to find the evidence of her desire.
“Soaked,” he whispered in her ear. “Delicious, love, you want us that badly?”
Her head fell back to his shoulder, a needy little noise leaving her mouth. “Yes,” she moaned the word. “Please, Auster, I need you.”
“Not yet,” he tipped her head back up until he could see her eyes in the mirror. “I want you to see how pretty you are, needy and wanton as I touch you. Keep your eyes on the mirror and I’ll let you fly.”
He kissed her neck, watching her in the mirror, watched the flush move from her cheeks to her chest and then lower, watched her pupils darken and widen. Watched her hips start rocking as he made the feelings build.
And just as she was about to fly, her eyes slipped closed and Auster pulled his hand away. “Naughty,” he said, “Watch yourself as you fly for us.”
She dragged her eyes open, and Auster nodded. “Good, watch.”
It took three more times, her eyes closing just as she was about to fall, and he would stop and demand her eyes. She always did as she was told, and he praised her until she managed to keep her eyes open.
She cried out, body locking up as she flew, as the fire burned in her veins and pleasure swamped her body. But her eyes never left the mirror until she was slumped against his chest, breathing shakily and her body trembling slightly.
“That was so pretty,” Boreus said, voice husky. “Keep her there, Auster, I am going to dine.”
“A banquet,” Auster spread her slightly further. “Come and feast.”
Boreus dropped to his knees between her legs and did just that. Lapping at her center, feasting on Autumn until she cried his name and flew. They traded places for a while after that. Auster loved doing this; it was one of his favorite things.
They took turns until she was too sensitive for them to continue, and they laid her out on the bed to cuddle with her while she came down.
Auster knew she couldn’t take them both yet; that was going to take preparation so they didn’t hurt her, but for now, she was calming and he was just going to cuddle with her.
Once she was calm, after the tremors faded, she pushed up on one elbow and kissed Auster. “I’m ready.” She told him. “Will you take me now?”
“When you’re ready, you’ll take us both.” He smiled up at her. “Take me, love.”
He helped her mount him, helped her rock, and the moments stretched. Neither of them was in a hurry to find the destination, they were just together.
But the fire built, and they rocked faster, searching for completion. Autumn cried his name, coming apart around him, the feeling like lightning in his blood as he did too.
They rested for a moment, before Autumn kissed him deeply and turned to Boreus, who was slowly stroking himself while he watched them.
“Come to me,” She laid down and opened herself to him. “Boreus, come to me.”
She didn’t have to ask again, they loved each other and Auster could see the effort it took Boreus to be slow. To let her build up, until she flew for the last time.
They rested, for a little while, before Boreus bullied them all out of the bed and into the bath. Autumn’s legs were shaky, and Auster couldn’t help the smile. They’d done that, together, and they were whole in a way that they hadn’t been before.
They dined after that, the bath washing the sweat and the passion away before they dressed and went to cook.
Spending the day together, wandering the slopes of the Mountain, listening to Autumn sing to the Song at the spring. The Song wanted to know why she felt so much lighter, and Autumn tried to sing the reasons, that love made her lighter, that her friendship with the Song made her happy.
Solace brought them interesting things, once a bright green beetle the size of Autumn’s palm with large pincers, that was not pleased about being brought to them.
The world was calm.