Well, how the hell could I argue with that?
Matteo made quick work of my pants and those joined my shirt on the floor as Aria climbed back into the bed and took in my naked form. She’d seen me naked earlier this morning in the bath, but this was different now. Nothing about this was for relaxation...the complete opposite, in fact. It didn’t matter, though, because I felt nothing but anticipation as Aria slid the other strap off of her nightgown and shimmied out of it, leaving it in a pile on the edge of the bed as she rejoined us.
“Now the fun can begin, right pet?” She asked Matteo and I felt him nod behind me, his stubble tickled the side of my neck as he kept his fudge-colored eyes locked onto the two of us.
“Is this where the mistress thing came from?” I couldn’t help but ask, my curiosity getting the better of me, yet again.
Matteo chuckled, pressing a chaste kiss to the back of my neck, “Tibby, my darling, you don’t know the half of it. This is Madame Ria, the light version,” his voice dropped to a husky whisper, “Wait until she breaks out the toys.”
Oh shit.My slick was weeping freely from my body and dribbling down my thighs at the thought of Aria wielding toys on the both of us.
“I also don’t like to be ignored, my sweet.” Aria’s fingers gently gripped my chin and she turned me to face her again.
I smiled sheepishly at her, “Sorry.”
“Apology accepted.” She leaned forward and gave me a slow kiss, her soft lips melding with mine, and when she finally broke away from me, she had a smug smile on her face, “Matteo, legs apart.”
Matteo complied, sliding his hands under my knees and lifting them up to my chest before separating them and exposing me to the alpha in front of me. My legs burned slightly from the gentle tension, but it was a good burn. I leaned back into Matteo’s warmth, enjoying the gentle rumble of his purr as he soothed any burn or tension from my body, his lips making their way across the sensitive skin of my neck.
Aria’s amber eyes heated as she took me in fully, from my glistening slick to my tight nipples that were begging to be touched.
“Do you want me to touch you, Tibby?” Aria asked, ghosting her hands over my body but not actually touching me. “Do you want me to make you come?” She pressed one finger to the middle of my collarbone and drew it slowly downwards between the valley of my breasts.
“Yes.” It was more of a whine than an actual answer, but I was about to lose my mind if someone didn’t touch me soon.
But that wasn’t what Aria was looking for, her smile was sharp and her eyes were hot on me as she swirled a finger around the underside of one breast before doubling back and circling the other, “Yes what, my sweet?”
I didn’t know what she wanted from me, I would do anything at this point for her to just touch me.
“C’mon Tibby-tib.” Matteo murmured into my ear, “You know what she’s looking for.”
“Yes, please...Mistress?” I swear, if this wasn’t what she was looking for, I was going to lose my mind. I nearly melted with relief when Aria’s smile changed to one of satisfaction, and I nearly sobbed when her fingers finally plucked my sensitive nipples.
“Such a good girl,” She praised, twisting the soft flesh of my nipples and I cried out, my back arching as the tingles of pain-pleasure shot through my body. “Did you know that I always reward good girls?”
I sure as hell hoped she rewarded good girls. If that was the case, then I’d be an absolute angel, anything to keep her and Matteo touching me. She released my nipples and her face hovered in front of mine, her amber eyes locked on my own before they fluttered shut and her lips returned to mine. This time the kiss was faster and rougher than before. Her teeth grazed my bottom lip and her tongue danced with mine as she flattened her hand against my stomach and slid it downwards, fingers first until they met the thatch of curly red hair at the juncture of my thighs, before finally sliding between the lips of my pussy.
My legs nearly slammed closed around Aria as my breath hitched harshly at her first gentle touches to my clit. Matteo, however, wasn’t letting me go, his fingers dug into my fleshy thighs and held me open for Aria, presenting me to her.
Aria slid her finger teasingly around my clit, teasing me before her middle finger slid inside of me, her thumb taking over for her pointer finger.
“Have you ever heard of edging, Tibby?” Aria questioned as she played in my wetness. I managed to shake my head. It sounded familiar, like something I’d read in one of my favorite smutty novels, but I couldn’t quite put a definition to the word when she was playing with me like this.
Aria’s smile grew even wider, and she looked like the Cheshire cat from Alice in Wonderland. “Good, then I’m going to enjoy teaching you all about it.”
With that, a second finger joined the first inside of me and she began to peck little kisses along my jaw as Matteo flattened his tongue on the side of my neck, lapping at it like a cat drinking cream.
Aria’s fingers scissored inside of me, her thumb quickening on my clit as she worked me underneath her sure and capable hands. Her other hand returned to my breast, plucking at my nipples as she pushed me further and further towards my orgasm. My eyes fluttered shut and I wasn’t sure what sound I made that showed that I was close to coming but as soon as my breath began to stutter and I felt myself begin the sharp ascent into my orgasm...she stopped, completely.
My breathing was harsh and my eyes flew open, “Wha—?”
“Therein lies the definition of edging,” Matteo whispered in my ear, “She’s an expert at it, isn’t that right, Mistress?”
Aria was too fixated on the task at hand to answer the other alpha, and her fingers began to move again as she added a third finger into the mix. She quickly brought me back up, like I was on the peak of a roller coaster, about to drop fast into my orgasm... and then she backed up again, and suddenly the roller coaster was pulled back into the station. Then, she did it again, and again...and again until I was nearly maddened with the desire to come.
“Please,” I begged, I felt damp and sweaty as I writhed between Aria and Matteo, “Please let me come.”
“What do you think, Matteo?” Aria asked as she flicked my overly sensitive clit and I nearly bucked my way out of the alpha in question’s lap, “Should we let the little omega come?”
