Fritz starts fucking her mouth with his tongue again, using one hand to play with her breasts, pinching her peaked nipples. Every thrust and curl of my fingers inside her matches a stroke of his tongue. I lean in and gently suck on her clit, turning her moans into cries.
I pause to ask, “Can you take one more, love?” I won’t be happy until her body is stuffed full, but three fingers will sate me for now.
Fritz mutters, “Please say yes,” mostly to himself, echoing my thoughts.
“Yes, yes, yes,” she pleads. I pull back, almost completely removing my fingers before sliding back in, my middle three stretching her so beautifully.
“Christ,that’s so fucking hot,” he rumbles. Once she adjusts, I start moving my hand in earnest, filling her cunt again and again. Her short, staccato screams echo off the walls around us, andshe’s so close, just a little lick right there-
Yes. Oh fuck, yes.
Her wet warmth squeezes my fingers, trying to suck them in deeper as I work her through it, her cries slowly turning into near sobs at the overwhelming pleasure. I keep licking and fingering her until she hisses and attempts to shove me away.
I raise myself into a kneeling position, looking at her blissful expression, eyes closed and lips open. She takes a few breaths and calms down a bit, then looks at us both, squeaking out, “Good morning.”
All Fritz says in return is, “Pussy. Breakfast of champions.”
I grab the nearest pillow and throw it at his head, causing Bel to burst into laughter. I’m hard as a rock, and they’re laughing and making jokes. Once they leave for breakfast, I’ll need to find release immediately.
I playfully shove Fritz out of the way so I can give my girl a kiss before telling her to get dressed quickly so they may go. She hops out of bed and runs to the other room, my shirt hanging halfway off her body. I look at Fritz and grin. I’ve never felt this good before.
They depart 10 minutes later, and I decide to do a little research on a topic that’s been plaguing me as of late.
After I make myself come in the shower, of course.
You Didn’t Hear It From Me
Bel
Fritz whistles and swings our interlaced hands back and forth the entire walk to breakfast. I have to admit, I’m just as excited to hang out with him. I have no fucking clue how we got from strangers tothisin less than a few days, but it’s been such a whirlwind. I’ve never felt seen byanyonethe way I am by both of them.
They fulfilled my most wicked fantasies without even fucking me. They gave me everything I never knew I wanted while respecting and evenencouragingmy boundaries the whole way. Is this what sex is supposed to be like? I’ll never be able to go back to just toys now. Nor will I ever be willing to settle for anyone else, which is the real problem.
As the host leads us to a table towards the back of the restaurant, Fritz releases my hand, instead guiding me with a hand on my lower back, sending tingles all the way up my spine. We sit across from each other and silently start looking over the menus, but I can’t even focus on the words in front of me, too consumed by my spiraling thoughts.
I don’t even know how something like this is supposed to work with humans, much less demons. Will they want to do this again? It seems like they’re both very into the idea, but maybe this little trip is a one-off? And even if it’s not, they’re both immortal, and I’m decidedly not. I’ll age, and they’ll stay the same. It’s not like I can expect them still be attracted to me in ten years, much less 30 or 40.
He says something to me, but I don’t quite catch it. Looking up at him, I utter an undignified, “Huh?” before amending, “I’m sorry, what did you say?”
His gorgeous face is pulled into a humorous smirk, and he repeats, “Penny for your thoughts? They seem to be very intriguing. Unless there’s just an item on the menu that has you enthralled enough to cease blinking.”Shit.
As I’m about to answer, our waitress arrives, asking about drinks. I order the largest, sweetest coffee they offer, and he does the same.
When she walks off, he waves his hand, wordlessly asking me to proceed.
“Well, I umm, I just- I don’t know- I don’t know how- or where-” I don’t even know how to explain what I don’t know.
“Look, Bel. Having a plan for your whole life, filling in the neat little bubbles, meeting deadlines, all of that is important and worthwhile. Truly. But there are some things you just can’t plan for.” I begrudgingly nod, and he continues, “None of us knew where this chance encounter would take us. But would you go back and change it?”
“No, absolutely not. But the logistics of it all are just so… complicated.” That’s an understatement.
“It doesn’t have to be so complex, Sweets. We’ll just take it one step at a time. Keep it simple,” he shrugs with nonchalance, “Did you have a good time last night? And this morning? Let’s start there.”
“Obviously, I did,” I laugh.
“See? Easy. All three of us had an incredible night. Are you interested in more nights like that? Or were you only willing to experiment like that for a short time?” Before I can answer, he grabs my hand and adds, “There is no wrong answer, here. If your interest in me ends when your trip does, I will remember this time fondly. If you want to explore more, but only with Caspian present, I’ll treasure every moment of that, too. Even if you only want my friendship and alliance going forward, I shall give it to you, no strings attached.”
Now I’m confused, “Wait, wait, wait,” I hold my free palm up, “Are you telling me that you would want tospend timewith me, even without Caspian involved?”
