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Eventually, Tem was going to come. She had no idea whether Gabriel would too-she didn’t really expect him to, although she hoped he might. Either way, it was impossible for her to resist for much longer.
She reached for Caspen’s mind:
I’m close.
I know you are.
Is he?
I cannot read his mind as I can yours. But he seems to be.
Out loud, she said: “Gabriel. I’m almost there.”
It was an invitation as much as it was a statement of fact. Tem wanted him to join her on this journey-wanted them to complete it together. In response, Gabriel pulled her closer. Caspen retreated, and suddenly it was just the two of them again. Tem threaded her fingers through his golden hair, bringing his face to hers. They kissed deeply, intimately. His body was pressed against hers, putting pressure on her clitoris. With each thrust of his cock, she lost her breath a little more. By the time she could no longer catch it, she was already coming. Tem gasped in release, and so did Gabriel. Tem realized in exactly that moment that they hadn’t discussed whether he would come inside her. She wouldn’t have minded if he did. But at the last moment Gabriel pulled out, finishing on her inner thigh with a groan.
Tem had never heard Gabriel come before. But she observed it now, noticing the way his chest rose and fell with shaky, uneven breaths-the way his cheeks were flushed with heat. He was so beautiful like this. Tem touched his shoulder, and they stared at each other in the aftermath.
“Are you okay?” she whispered.
He nodded. “Yes. Are you?”
“Yes.”
Tem looked at Caspen, who was kneeling next to them, watching their exchange with utter fondness. She reached for him, brushing her fingers down his torso. After a moment, Gabriel did the same, tracing his hand over Caspen’s abs. In unison, they wrapped their hands around his cock. Even with both of them holding him, there was nearly an inch still visible at the base.
“Wow,” Gabriel whispered.
Tem was suddenly reminded that her husband was big. She’d gotten so used to his cock that seeing it through someone else’s eyes made her remember what it was like to see it for the first time. Awe-inspiring. Magnificent. Glorious.
Without thinking, Tem bent down to take it in her mouth. She did not stay long-only a moment or two, before straightening and looking at Gabriel. Not a word was spoken, yet she knew he understood what she was offering him. Her husband.
Gabriel did not need any convincing. A moment later, he bent down too, sliding only the tip of Caspen’s cock into his mouth before going for the whole thing. Tem watched as Caspen’s head tilted back, exposing his corded neck. She pressed her lips to his skin, feeling how warm he was. Smoke filled the room. Gabriel didn’t seem to notice, but Tem did. She was hyperaware of her best friend’s disposition, his well-being. She didn’t want him to be scared at any point during this process. Even though she knew Caspen would never transition in front of Gabriel,
Gabriel might not necessarily know that. His safety was of imperative importance to her.
I am in control, Tem. You have nothing to fear.
Tem chose to believe him. They took turns-first Tem, then Gabriel-taking his cock all the way down their throats. It was an incredible thing to do this with someone who appreciated Caspen’s cock as much as she did. It was one thing for her to worship it alone. But now she had someone else to witness its magnitude-to understand the incredible privilege she felt every night when Caspen was inside her. Caspen grasped both of them by the backs of their necks, guiding them, encouraging them. Caspen was their commander; they were here to take orders. It wasn’t difficult to do so. It was a pleasure, and it felt better than Tem could have ever imagined. Whomever was not on his cock, he kissed, and eventually he lifted both their heads, pushing them together. Tem understood what he wanted, leaning in to press her lips to Gabriel’s. They kissed within an inch of Caspen’s cock, and she knew the view must be spectacular for him.
Caspen took his time, letting them kiss for a good long moment before saying:
Turn around.
Tem pulled away. “He wants us to turn around.”
“No,” murmured Caspen. “Just you, my love.”
Tem didn’t hesitate. She turned around, feeling Caspen’s hands immediately on her thighs, pushing them open. She knew she was exposed-open to them both.
Gently, without preamble, Tem felt a finger slip inside her. She knew it was Gabriel’s; his touch was different than Caspen’s. Hesitant. Curious.
“Deeper,” Caspen commanded. Gabriel’s fingers went deeper. Tem moaned.
“She is so soft,” Gabriel whispered.
“Yes,” Caspen agreed. “She is.”
Tem could understand why that was the sensation Gabriel would focus on. Cocks were all that he was used to, and cocks were hard. But her center was the opposite of a cock. It was soft and inviting and built to take.
“Touch her here”-Tem felt Gabriel’s fingers against her clitoris, and she knew that Caspen was guiding them-“it is the most sensitive part of a woman.”
Tem’s eyes slammed shut as Gabriel rubbed her with steady, sure motions. It felt so good, she wanted to cry. When he went harder, she gasped, and he retreated.
“She can take it,” Caspen said. “Do not be afraid.”
Gabriel’s fingers returned, confidently this time, stroking her the same way Caspen did.
“Harder,” Caspen commanded.
Gabriel rubbed harder. Tem squirmed beneath him, and the moment she did so, Caspen’s hands clasped around her hips, holding her in place.
Behave, Tem.
She wanted to obey. But it was so difficult to do so.
Gabriel’s fingers were working her into a frenzy, forcing her to feel every ounce of sensation he was drawing forth.
“Gabriel,” she gasped.
The moment she said it, he touched a different part of her: a part she never thought could be stimulated for pleasure. Tem understood that Gabriel was familiar with this part-that for him, it was the same part he pleasured on a man, and that a man would pleasure on him. Tem had never been touched there before. But now, beneath the care of her husband and her best friend, she allowed herself to experience this new sensation without judgment or fear. It was a new form of penetration-one that made her feel full in a way that her cunt did not.
Tem gasped as Gabriel’s finger retreated. Caspen’s voice came to her:
“Who do you want to fuck you first, Tem?”
Her pussy ached in anticipation. Tem didn’t care which cock entered her; she just wanted to be filled. She was not in the mood to make decisions. She was in the mood to obey.
“You decide,” she said.
Tem knew immediately which cock entered her. She would know Caspen’s no matter the circumstances-she had long ago memorized the way he felt inside her, the way he stretched her almost to the point of pain. She expected him to thrust to completion. Instead, he pulled out; there was a pause, and then Gabriel took Caspen’s place. Alternating cocks, again and again. The next time Caspen was inside her, he said:
“So beautiful. My beautiful queen.”
Tem had never felt more beautiful. It was one thing for Caspen to praise her, another thing entirely for him to do so in front of Gabriel. She wanted her childhood friend to see what she was capable of-to show him that despite her late start, she was more than able to keep up with him now. Growing up, Tem had never been as experienced as Gabriel. Now, with the great equalizer of the basilisks, they were on the same playing field at last. It was a joy to show him how far she’d come. She wondered whether he was impressed-whether it changed his opinion of her. Somehow, she doubted it did. Gabriel had loved her long before she was a queen, and he would continue to love her no matter what she was capable of.
“Praise her,” Caspen said. “She likes that.”
He pulled out as he said it, and Gabriel slid in.
“Fuck, Tem,” he murmured. “You take us so well.”
It was exactly what she needed to hear. There was nothing better than knowing she was doing a good job-that she was accomplishing the task at hand. And what a task it was. Her breasts were sore, her lips swollen. But she didn’t care. This was what she wanted-what she needed. To be adored and corralled and worshipped the way she deserved. Of all the times she’d been fucked under the mountain, this was far and away her favorite. Nothing was better than this. Nothing was more fun. They took turns filling her, one after the other, establishing a new rhythm together. Sometimes their thrusts were slow; sometimes they were quick.
It was Caspen, eventually, who finished first. His final thrusts were quick and confident, culminating with a satisfied grunt. To Tem’s surprise, he pulled out just before he came.
A warm wetness graced her skin, pooling at the base of her back.
“Clean her up,” Caspen said softly.
A tongue touched her, licking gently up her spine. Gabriel’s. Then, he slid his cock inside her, and a moment later, he finished too. This time, he came inside her, and Tem clenched around him, feeling every inch of his perfect cock. The moment he pulled out, hands touched her hips, guiding her upright. She turned, finding herself face-to-face with Gabriel.