I drape the robe over a nearby chair, down to just the swimsuit I had on under it. As I sink into the hot water, I sigh, causing Fritz to tense up momentarily, still giving me the space to get comfortable without his eyes on me. I make myself comfortable, letting the scalding water relax my limbs.
Done with the silence, I ask him, “How did you become a blackjack dealer? That’s not a job you hear about every day.”
He grins, keeping his eyes closed, leaning his head back on the tub wall behind him, “I’ve been doing it for nearly 20 years now. I came to Vegas looking for adventure, as one does. I played a few rounds and found I could beat the house fairly easily.” He laughs as he remembers, “I ran through every single casino, outplaying their best until one stopped me and accused me of cheating.
“When I explained how I played and showed that I most definitely did not cheat, they offered me a job on the spot. I’ve bounced around to a few of the local casinos since then, but this one felt like home immediately. I make these greedy fucks so much money they’ll give me anything I ask for to keep working.”
I laugh with him, enjoying the easiness of his company. I’m half naked, yet he hasn’t even looked at me. These demons are downright tame compared to what I was expecting. The longer I’m in their presence, the safer I feel. Physically, of course, but even mentally. Emotionally. I feel like they’re willing to give me whatever I need to feel comfortable.
With that thought in mind, I’m feeling a little daring. Maybe Caspian wouldn’t like being left out of this moment, but he definitely seemed to enjoy the idea of us together, so if I dip my toes in the water, so to speak, I think he’d be encouraging.
I slowly make my way towards Fritz, and he peeks one eye at me, “What are you doing, little temptress? You’re going to get me in trouble. Caspian might have half a mind to punish me if I take liberties with you.”
Thoughts of CaspianpunishingFritz fill my mind, only urging me forward more until I’m left standing right in front of him, knee to knee. He opens his eyes and trains them on mine, “You are looking for trouble, aren’t you? Do youlikethe idea of Caspian hurting me?” I nod sheepishly, and he slightly widens his legs, making room for me to stand between them.
He leans forward and hooks his hands behind my knees, urging me closer and staring up at me. “Little deviant, you are,” he whispers with his signature playful mirth. “Kiss me, troublemaker. I dare you.”
Using a gentle grip on his hair, I lean down and place one soft kiss against his lips.
“Again,” he tells me, and I smile against his lips before placing another teasing peck and pulling away.
“Again,Christ,please.” He keeps his hands on my legs, gifting me complete control. Having such a powerful being submit to me in this way, beg me for kisses- it’s intoxicating. I lean in again and pull his bottom lip between mine, sucking it into my mouth, and he groans quietly, fighting to keep still.
The sound spurs me on, so I climb onto his lap, keeping myself upright on my knees rather than sitting fully on him. His hands climb slightly, wrapping around my thighs in a barely there hold. I tighten my grip on his hair and deepen the kiss, fully pressing our lips together.
He gently opens his mouth against mine, tentatively licking against me, seeking permission, and I meet his tongue with my own, sliding them together. His fingers flex, digging into my thighs, and I moan into the kiss. His movements are slow and teasing, allowing me to lead the kiss only as far as I want it to go.Fuck, he’s good at this.
I never thought I’d be the type to crave control in bed, but I guess I also never thought the day would come when I’d be thinking about enjoying anyone that way. He pulls away from my mouth and kisses my shoulder, full of affection.
“Bel, Sweets, I’d like to take this moment to remind you that Caspian probably would not appreciate this going any further without him.” Despite his words, he continues his assault on my shoulder and collarbone.
I nod in agreement but don’t stop him. If anything, I think I’ve pulled him against me harder, loving the attention he’s laving over my wet body.
“Gods above, I want you so fucking bad,” he mutters, using one hand to finger the strap of my bikini bottom, “I wanna see if this little pussy tastes as good as it smells.”
His words send a flood of warmth to the apex of my thighs, and I fight the urge to start rocking them against him. I look down at him again, ready to say something else, but when he kisses between my breasts and then licks the same spot, I can’t.
An unintelligible word escapes me as I try to express how good it felt, but he just chuckles against my skin before leaning his head back with a sigh. He closes his eyes for a few moments, then opens them again, looking slightly less hazy than a moment ago.
“You have 20 more minutes to soak, then you have your next treatment,” he begins to lift me by the waist to remove me from his lap, “I suggest you use that time to actually relax while you can.”
“You’re leaving?” I ask, feeling the sting of rejection for the second time in as many days.
“I must, my Songbird. I hadn’t planned on staying this long, to begin with, but I wanted to spend time with you,” he confesses with an almost timid look on his face, if he’s capable of such a thing.
He places another kiss against my shoulder and exits the tub, wrapping himself in the robe, “Enjoy this time you have to yourself, Bel. Once Cas and I get you back in our arms, you won’t have any time to rest at all.” My jaw drops, and he winks before walking out of the room, presumably back to his suite.
Swim
Bel
I’ve never felt more relaxed. My toes and fingers are painted, though that’ll last a week. My skin is fucking glowing, and my hair has never been fluffier. But mostly, I’m just happy I got to sit and relax for a few hours. The hot tub was heavenly, both with and without company; whatever oils they had in there had me floating my way to nirvana.
As I emerge, feeling like a new woman, the sight of them in the lobby stops me short.They look so good.Obviously, they’re both gorgeous men, but standing side by side, they’re so beautiful it’s almost an uncanny valley situation. There’s no way anyone could see them and not know something supernatural is afoot.
They smile at me, surely sensing my thoughts.Can demons read minds? I meant to ask.That would be fucking awkward. Caspian approaches me first, wrapping me in a hug, enveloping me in that unmistakable smell, before turning us toward Fritz, keeping an arm around my shoulder, “Shall we?”
“I was thinking we should grab something to eat, I’m sure after yourrelaxingday, you are famished,” he smirks at me knowingly, and I absolutely am, what with the few glasses of champagne he and the spa staff supplied me with. While I love fruits and cheese, there’s only so much of them I can eat.
