I fell forward, landing on weak arms for a moment as I felt the full, hard fury of this immensely strong man, pounding to infinite depths within me with incredible speed. My mouth and eyes were opened wide in a silent scream of unimaginable bliss.
Somehow, he thrust even harder, as I sensed his release coming, I fell forward on my face, one arm reaching down to furiously rub my clitoris. I wanted to come with him.
He swelled even more — which should have been impossible inside my tightness — but I’d accepted his fullness now and was ready for his release. And with a roar and a final thrust, he planted himself deep within me and exploded in his bliss. As his hot surge rushed into me, I couldn’t help but come with him, my body shuddering, hands pounding the softness of the bed over and over as I was rocked by his profound ending.
Then I felt him slowly curl over me, arms wrapping around me as he wept against my back.
Not exactly how I’d pictured this ending, but I knew this had been the release he’d needed, in more than one way. He could finally begin to let Amber go and heal himself.
Eventually we slumped onto the bed together and he quieted. “Thank you,” he whispered with a soft kiss on my shoulder. Then with a heavy sigh he said, “Good-bye, Amber.”
Chapter 4
I was walkingfunny when I left Ant’s rooms. I’d be sore down there for a little while, I suspected. I hoped for a bit of a rest before dinner, but alas, that was not to be. Sparrow was standing just outside my room. As the leader of the House, I got a slightly larger room than the rest, or so I’d been told. I hadn’t actually seen it yet.
She spoke softly to me with a faint smile. “Silence and the prince are inside… ah… getting to know each other.”
I raised my brow at that.
Sparrow, ever-perceptive, then cocked her head in a slightly bird-like manner. “You seem… different.”
I had nothing to hide from her, or the others. I’d tell them the truth about where I was. “I spent some time with Ant. He needed to let go of Amber, and now he has. But to do that I told him to imagine I was her, to give her what he needed to give her. And he gave it to me… hard. I’m going to be sore for a while.”
Sparrow blinked, those large forest-green eyes going wider still as she gave a shy-shocked smile. “Oh.” She looked away, blushing. “I have to admit, I’ve always been curious about him.”
“I can tell you all about it, or you can be his next paramour if you like.” Though she was even smaller than I was. “If you like your pleasure to be on the verge of punishment.”
She blushed deeper. “I… don’t think so.”
I shrugged, then stepped in close to her, to whisper, “You should try it at least once before you make up your mind.” Then I kissed her cheek. “Now, I’m curious what Silence and Alvere are up to.”
What I saw when I entered was the last thing I expected: Silence and Alvere kissing softly, arms around each other, sitting on my bed.
Despite my soreness, this scene caused a rather instant arousal to rush through me. “Oh!” I breathed.
They stopped kissing to turn to me, but kept their arms around each other.
“Silence was… initiating me into your little harem,” Alvere said, a bit flushed.
“Given your desire for Sparrow and willingness to be with her…” Silence shrugged. “I was curious what this might be like.” I also knew that Silence’s only true example of love growing up, had been two men. So, perhaps he was curious himself about that.
“And?” I asked, also curious.
They looked at each other and I saw something kindle there, even if it was uncertain and undefined as of yet. I couldn’t blame them: they were both attractive men with a healthy dose of curiosity and an abundance of love.
Alvere responded, still looking longingly into Silence’s eyes. “We… think we’d like to find out more?”
Silence nodded to that.
Alvere turned to me, “But for now we can focus on you.”
“No,” I said quickly raising my hands. “Actually, please continue.” I could get behind just watching this.
That got their brows raised. Silence turned to me, curious.
“I’m a little tired and sore right now,” I said, fully meaning to explain, but Sparrow jumped in first:
“She got Ant through his grief for Amber by allowing him to imagine Legs was Amber and giving him one last release with his beloved.”
