Zurlo, Michele - Riley [Daughters of Circe 3] (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour) (23 page)

She turned in his arms and lifted her lips to his. He bent closer and brushed his lips against hers. “Like a large, ripe watermelon. This house is huge, Caiden. How many kids are we having in here?”

Soren appeared in the room, naked and smelling musky. He had been out for a run that morning. The scent of his musk never failed to make her nose twitch and her pussy weep. “As many as you want, Riley. We’re all willing to do the necessary work.”

She raised a brow. “Work? Having sex with me is work?”

He slid his arms around both her and Caiden. “How else can we justify taking eight months to get to this stage of construction on the house?”

Behind her, Teigh laughed. His musky scent revealed that he had also been out in wolf form, running with Soren. If she knew them, they had likely stopped to play around. He pressed his naked body and raging hard-on against her backside.

After planting a kiss on her neck, he pressed a hello kiss to Caiden’s lips. “How about we get to work, then?”

Caiden nodded. “We should at least bless each room with our love.”

Soren chuckled. “Sex in every room? We can do that.”

Vision of the house filled with furniture and evidence they lived there faded from Riley’s imagination, but the expression in her lovers’ eyes soon replaced those visions with pleasure that had light and love glowing from every cell in her body.

Later, as the brilliant glow faded from the empty room, Soren maneuvered himself into sitting position and watched the particles of charged energy ping around the room. “I guess if the electricity ever goes out, we can just take turns licking your pussy to generate more.”

Next to him, Caiden laughed. He sat up and rested his cheek against Soren’s bare shoulder. “We can tie her down again once she’s had the baby.”

Caiden hadn’t attempted bondage with her since evidence of her pregnancy had begun swelling her stomach. He hadn’t skimped on what Teigh liked, however, and Teigh’s new incarnation as a wolf meant he could take more punishment from Caiden’s various torture devices. And so, in his quiet and effective way, he demanded more.

Riley snuggled closer to Teigh. Since there was no furniture in the house, they lay sprawled on the floor of what would be the living room. With the extra weight she carried, her back didn’t care for the hard surface. She used Teigh as her mattress. He held her close with both arms wrapped around her body. His hands played over her skin, especially her stomach, and he pressed occasional kisses to her face.

A wicked thought lit in her mind. “I want to tie Soren down and teach him the value of a good lover.”

Soren trailed his fingertips from her hip to her ankle. A shiver of anticipation ran through him. “You did that last week, honey.”

Caiden threaded his fingers through Soren’s pale locks. “That was one part of a multi-part lesson, lover. You know she’s never going to be done teaching you to appreciate us. After all, she learned the art of torture from the best.”

Riley concentrated on the particles of light energy in the room. Though they had pretty much faded from sight, she instinctively knew where they were. Using her powers, she wove them. Soon, silken ropes appeared. Sparkling with otherworldly light, they snaked around Soren’s wrists and ankles. He eased onto his back and relaxed his muscles.

Hazarding a glance in her direction, he offered a lopsided smile. “It’s a small price to pay, Circe. Just be warned, honey. One day soon, you won’t be pregnant, and then I will get my turn.”

Teigh lifted her from his body and brushed a kiss across her lips. “Yeah, babe. All bets are off once you’re not pregnant. But for now, Soren’s cock is ready, willing, and able.”

“Can you hold yourself up on your hands and knees over him, Circe?” Caiden’s flickered to her stomach, and a frown marred his handsome face. It seemed she’d grown even larger overnight.

She maneuvered her body into the position Caiden wanted. Her stomach rested solidly against Soren’s, which relieved the burden on her back. Lifting her head, she grinned at Caiden and Teigh. “Ooh, this works for me.”

Caiden swept his tongue into her mouth, and she eagerly accepted her reward. Leaning back, he made room for Teigh to do the same thing.

“All right, Teigh. Do you want to be in the middle or at the end?”

The position Caiden had in mind would cast two of them in the submissive role, not including Soren. Bound tightly with particles of light, he would squirm and struggle, listening and watching while they made love above him. Teigh, who had once been solidly submissive, no longer assumed just the one role. Being a wolf made him need to dominate every now and again. Caiden and Soren had adjusted to it just fine.

A warm sense of excitement suffused Riley as she thought of the ways in which she’d turn the tables on them once she was no longer carrying a child. The wolf inside her had nothing on the Goddess who demanded sharing the dominant role.

Teigh positioned himself behind her and slid into her pussy with agonizing slowness. “I’ll take the middle position.”

His hands tightened on her hips as Caiden established his control. Even before the three of them began moving as one, Soren growled and strained at his bonds. She widened her legs just a little more, lowering her pussy so that it brushed against his erection.

He partially morphed his fingernails into claws and swiped at the ropes.

Riley giggled at his futile action, but her glee was lost as Teigh thrust into her, spreading pleasure with expert accuracy.

The dimming glow in the room brightened. Particles of love zipped around the room and sexual energy heated their blood. In the distance, wolves howled. Circe was finally home.

THE END

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