I took control, the other two being a bit less sure of themselves. Also, with the level of arousal I was certain Silence must be feeling I didn’t know if he’d be as soft and gentle as Sparrow might like. So, I went to him, laying him on his back on the blanket. “Kiss him,” I said to Sparrow and she leaned down over him, their hands reached and caressed as they drew close, lips touching. I took Silence’s erection in my hand and knelt low, bringing it to my lips.
I heard his drawn-out gasp as he realized what I was doing. The trouble was, I didn’t really know what I was doing, only that I’d heard men liked it. I used lips and tongue, bobbing slowly, taking him into my mouth as my hand slowly stroked his shaft.
And Silence did indeed like it. I didn’t know if it was the use of my mouth, or this whole experience of being with two women, but his excitement quickly boiled over.
“Legs, yes!” he gasped again. “Sparrow I… oh!” and with that I felt his release hot in my mouth. I maintained my hold on him until he was finished, shuddering and breathing heavily.
Yet I didn’t stop. I think he was surprised by that. Certainly, he was quickly aroused again, hardening as I encouraged him back to his full readiness.
Then I left off with him, encouraging them to shift, with Sparrow on her back, and Silence on his side, as they continued to kiss and caress. I figured, it was only fair, after giving Silence the pleasure of my lips, to do the same with Sparrow. I kissed her slender thighs, moving inward to her folds. I wanted to make sure she was also well aroused to make sure her time with Silence was pleasurable for her.
I was rewarded, hearing her gasp amidst the other moans and breaths. With lips and tongue and fingers, I helped her grow wet and ready. When she finally gasped, “Yes, now…” I moved away.
Silence moved over her, entering her slowly, gently, and she responded with eyes going wide, chest heaving gulps of air as he pushed himself fully inside her. They moved together for some time until their pace began to quicken. Silence rose, kneeling, pulling Sparrow’s hips back as he rocked his own, moving within her.
I lay next to her, reaching down to play my fingers over the aroused bud of her clitoris. I slid my other hand under her neck and drew her close, lips to mine.
She rewarded me with grasping, firm hands upon my breasts, kneading them with the urgency of a lover on the verge of release as she gasped into my mouth. Her body tensed, back arching, as she drew back from me to whisper, “Silence, yes, yes!”
His thrusts grew quicker.
My hand kept a steady caress on her clitoris as well. I marveled at her soft brown skin glistening as she writhed and tensed and shuddered through what seemed like an incredibly intense orgasm, tremors like waves undulating up and down her body, as her eyes rolled up, head tilting back, mouth agape.
I leaned in to kiss her breasts, flicking an aroused nipple with my tongue. She cried out… far louder than I was used to her being. One of her hands clamped down upon the back of my head as she called out again and again before finally going limp, body still trembling.
“Spirits and Sprites!” she gasped when she’d regained her breath. “That was… I never imagined…”
Silence beamed, but I caught how he was still rocking slightly inside her, still a bit tense. He’d not released.
I straddled Sparrow, pressing myself to her and our lips met in playful kisses. Silence got the hint and I felt his seeking fingers and then the press and pressure of his erection entering me. I was more than aroused enough after watching him bring her to such heights of bliss.
I left Sparrows lips long enough to simply say, “Hard.”
I felt his hands on my hips, steadying me as he obliged, thrusting with abandon. He’d been so slow and gentle and caring with Sparrow, he deserved a hard and rough round and… so did I.
Shaken by Silence’s relentless thrusts, I could no longer kiss Sparrow without our faces jarring together. But she smiled, levering me up a little, supporting my weight on her hands as she grasped my breasts. That was until she pulled herself up and brought her lips to a nipple. The hand that had been upon that breast sought down between my legs as I’d done with her.
That was it for me. The combined pleasure of Silence’s hard thrusts, mixed with Sparrows grasping lips upon my breasts and her delicate caress of my clitoris, made me tense and cry out with my own hard orgasm. I felt myself clamp down on Silence’s swollen shaft, needing him to release. And with a few more final jerking, trembling lunges I felt his explosion within me and heard his own cries of pleasure.
After that, for some time, we simply lay on the blanket, Silence behind me Sparrow in front, as we all came down from our respective highs.
“What did you think?” I asked Sparrow.
She blushed deeply, which only made her brown skin more beautiful. “I… don’t think I would have enjoyed it as much if you hadn’t been here.” Then softer, “It was perfect. Thank you.” And finally, a little louder, “Thank you, Silence.”
He laughed, then said, “It was literally my pleasure.” Then, the two of them levered themselves up to kiss over me.
I couldn’t help but join in, kissing their cheeks and then their lips, back and forth as we played once again. Something told me, we would be here for a while that afternoon.
Chapter 15
I leftSilence and Sparrow the next morning amidst many mutual tears. The rains had stopped, and it promised to be a clear, sunny day. Yet a brisk wind from the north brought a chill, and I wrapped a cloak tight about myself as we left.
Sometime the previous day, Midnight had returned her stolen carriage and acquired a second wagon. It seemed best to travel incognito, so the four of us would become a family of merchants. Maverick and Amber up front, Jack, Dove and me with our legs dangling off the back. The wagon had several trunks and chests on it, which could easily have been our “precious cargo” but was nothing more than our belongings. I held Dove close. She had recovered a bit from the previous day, glad to have the few things she’d truly treasured from her old residence, but I think leaving her life behind — and the circumstances around that — still weighed on her. I was a hot and cold confusion of emotions. There was sorrow for my sister, and sadness at leaving my dear friends, while I was also warmed by the memory of our precious time together. Then, there was my simmering rage for Lord Hale. I vowed revenge upon him, even if that wouldn’t happen any time soon.
“You’re shivering. Are you cold?” Dove asked, concerned.
I was cold, but I wasn’t shivering because of that. “No, I’m well.” I hugged her closer and she leaned her head on my shoulder.
