“Then please her.” Heinrich’s words were both petition and prayer against my ear.
The angel kissed the crests of my hips while Heinrich’s hands moved higher, his thumbs tracing under the curve of my breasts. The angel was not gentle the way Heinrich was. Heinrich’s hands were patient, just like him. They responded to every sound I made, and did not rush.
The angel touched me without hesitation, as if there was no part of me he had not already mapped and claimed. There was no softness in it, but there was no cruelty either. There was only the absolute and total certainty of someone who has never doubted their welcome.
He lifted my leg onto his shoulder, and his burning tongue snaked out, longer than it should have been. It laved my clit, powerful enough that my back arched against Heinrich.
“I have you.” Heinrich wrapped his arms around me,steadying me. But his hunger could no longer be contained, either. As the angel continued his worship, Heinrich’s hand traced down my side. His flesh was just as hot as the angel’s, leaving a trail of fire on my skin. Everywhere they touched glowed with that golden light, the paths of their touch marked.
Heinrich reached down, twisting the strands of our angel’s hair until he groaned against me, his forked tongue twisting my clit back and forth until my legs shook. I bucked my hips against his mouth, and his hands came up to grip the flesh of my ass, guiding me against him. Heinrich’s other hand descended, spreading me open from behind before plunging in deep.
They found a rhythm together quickly, Heinrich thrusting inside me, matching the angel’s pulses until my whole body burned.
“Our Katharina.” Heinrich’s voice was deep, steady. “Heaven’s light doesn’t compare to seeing you like this.” He thrust deeper, his long fingers achingly slow in their exploration.
“Heinrich, more…”
Below me, the angel chuckled. “Always such a lustful dove.”
He and Heinrich locked gazes, another wordless conversation. Then he shifted my weight, standing and lifting me, one of my arms draped over Heinrich’s shoulder, the other over his.
Heinrich withdrew his fingers, and my arousal glowed with that same golden light, as if my very soul had come with it. But he only shifted his hand back, fingers now pressing against the tighter ring of muscle behind my cunt.
I gasped, but the angel pressed against me, silencing me with a kiss.
“Do you trust us, Katharina?”
“I always have.”
He kissed me again and the light surged, burning away his vestments. I glanced down, but was greeted not by flesh, but a radiance beyond my comprehension. Yet what should have been pure light was solid against my stomach, a spear of Heaven.
Heinrich’s finger slipped into me, but where once there mighthave been pain, there was only satisfaction, as if the garden itself forbade harm. He tugged, stretching me slowly before adding another.
I convulsed, perfectly held between the both of them.
“‘Give, and it shall be given unto you’?1,” Heinrich commanded, and the Light Bringer filled me to bursting, the pressure of him and Heinrich combined until I was filled to overflowing?2. He groaned, his wings wrapping tighter, pulling us all closer.
“My dove, you are my window to Heaven,” our angel huffed, his hips thrusting slowly “ I shall pour you out a blessing, that there shall not be room enough to receive it.?3”
But Heinrich stilled him with a look as he withdrew his fingers and pressed the head of his cock against me.
“Do you desire this, Katharina?”
I nodded, leaning back to kiss him. “Yes, I desire this. I desire everything.”
He grinned. “Then you shall receive everything.”
One hard, short thrust, and he had breached me, my nails digging into him and the angel’s flesh.
“We have you.”
They always had. Heinrich moved slowly, filling me inch by excruciating inch. My chest heaved, and all our breaths synchronized as we merged, our hearts beating as one. Holding me between them, they both started to move, flesh and starlight mixing within me like some primordial amalgamation.
I breathed both their names, over and over, a hymn in this ancient place, that rose into the air.
There was only the heat of them. I had stopped thinking. There was nothing left to think about. There was only this, only now, only the two of them and the place where they converged inside me.
“My dove.”The angel made a sound against my skin that reverberated deep in my chest.
