Atlas shakes his head, rocking back in his chair and reshuffling the cards. “Nah, I’m going to stay awake for a bit until I sober up some more. I don’t like the idea of all of us passing out without any safeguards in place around here. If we’re going to sleep at the same time, I’d feel better if I knew one of us would wake up at the first strange footstep, you know?”
Grimacing, I nod. “Wake me up when you decide to crash? That way I know to keep an ear out.” He shoots me a thumbs up before I disappear through the doorway and promptly kick it shut behind me.
Lucien’s just finishing tossing her shirt off to the side, recapturing her mouth. “Want me to take the other room?” I offer, used to walking in on things like this by now, but never wanting to be presumptuous about what direction it’s going to go. Sometimes we need one-on-one time, and others, the more the merrier.
“Would rather you stay.” Cambria turns to look at me over her shoulder, and I certainly don’t need to be asked twice, not where this girl is concerned.
Sliding my hands over her hips, I dip my thumbs beneath the waistband of her pants, gently brushing over her skin until working to unfasten them. Lucien takes half a step back to give me room to work, cupping her face and kissing her breathless.
As they fall to the floor she starts to step out of them, and I slide my palm down the back of her thigh, gripping behind her knee to capture her leg. Hooking her leg over my arm, I spread her open between us, my other hand slipping down her stomach to between her legs.
A small murmur of pleasure as I start circling her clit, and a sharp intake of breath as I plunge two fingers inside of her. She grinds her ass back against me, using me as a wall of support. Lucien takes a step back and I take the opportunity to kiss a path up the side of her throat as I continue to toy with her, pumping my fingers only to withdraw them and play with her sensitive bundle of nerves. Her breathing increases as she arches into my touch.
Luce returns a moment later completely naked, sliding something into my hand at her leg as he bands an arm around Cambria’s back, plucking her from my grasp. He makes it all of three steps with her plastered against him before tossing her onto the bed. Dropping to his knees, he grips her hips and drags her to the edge, throwing one leg over his shoulder and pressing one spread thigh into the mattress. With a low growl, he starts to devour her, her eyes closing as she fists the sheets.
Confused, I glance at what he subtly passed me before flipping him off with my free hand without a word. As if he can feel my attention, his body shakes with silent laughter that just has Cambria moaning and writhing against his mouth.
I both love and hate the man as I look at the tube of desensitizing cream. One, because it means we don’t have to fight over who gets to fuck her in the ass since he all but gave me his blessing, and two, it’ll make it less painful for her since we don’t have any toys to work our way up to that out here. But the downside of threesomes means I don’t get to keep it a secret between her and I that I never last long with anal.
Assuming that if he went out of his way to pick this up while he was out, I head over to the dresser and pull out the top drawer he went to for this in the first place, unsurprised to see a bottle of lube in there too. After coating my dick, I toss the original tube back in there before heading over towards the bed. Cambria groans in protest as Lucien pulls away with a smirk, crawling up her body with predatory grace to kiss her before rolling them so that she’s straddling him.
Sinking onto him, she rocks her hips with a soft, blissful sound of relief, nails digging into his stomach as she finds a rhythm. Turning to me, her gaze flicks down to the bottle in my hand and she chuckles down at Luce. “Pretty confident how tonight was going to go?”
He grins back up at her. “Not confident, hopeful. Better to have it and not need it, and all that jazz. Figured it would come in handy sooner or later, and we need to stock up the prison with essentials.”
Her palm slides up to his chest as I step in behind her and run a hand over her spine. “Glad to see you have your priorities straight.” Her laugh turns into a groan as I start working a single finger into her ass, then another.
Lucien slowly thrusts into her as she stills, reaching up to pinch and roll her nipples in a bid to distract her. I slip my free hand between her legs to toy with her clit for the same reason as I start pressing my cock inside of her, gently working my way deeper. I withdraw just a bit before pushing in another inch.
After a few minutes, it’s clear that the desensitizing cream coating my cock starts to affect her as much as it is me, my dick feeling not too different than when my leg falls asleep. The pressure and sensations are there, but aren’t as overwhelming as usual, making it easier to hold out. She relaxes a bit more, and I finally situate myself fully inside of her, biting the inside of my cheek to help draw my focus from how damn good she feels, even with the sensations muted.
Without fully unsheathing myself, I keep my thrusts gentle at first, giving her time to adjust. With Luce buried inside of her, it makes everything that much tighter. We start to find a rhythm, the two of us alternating driving home as she pants between us. Her nails pierce the skin on Lucien’s chest, blood welling, the coppery scent in the air dredging up far too many fresh memories. But the alcohol helps me push them right back down before they can dig their claws in, keeping my focus on the beautiful sight beneath me.
Sliding a palm over her back, I tangle my fingers in her hair, gathering it together for a solid grip. Fisting her hair, I pull her up a bit, her back arching as a moan tears from her throat. Lucien wastes no time lifting himself up, reclining on a single elbow as he takes her nipple into his mouth, laving at one breast and then the other.
Flesh slaps against flesh as I pound into her ass, my grip on her hip tightening until I worry it’ll leave a bruise. She starts rocking between us quicker, each of my thrusts met with a snap of her hips. A steady string of soft curses leave her lips as she starts to come, driving me harder, faster.
“Atlas should be here-“ she shudders as aftershocks wrack her body “-he’s been getting more withdrawn lately. We should invite him, at least.”
Luce reluctantly tears his attention from her breasts, speaking with amusement. “A lesser man might be offended that you’re asking for another guy while he’s balls deep inside of you.” To emphasize his point, he grips her other hip and slams her down, impaling himself to the hilt.
Her sharp intake of breath morphs into a moan. “Things have just been so tense lately. I don’t want to undo all of the progress we’ve made by making him feel stuck on the outside again, you know?”
I slow my thrusts, toying with her clit as we catch our breath to keep her squirming while we mull it over. Luce and I were already close, so it wasn’t a hard leap to develop the dynamic between the three of us like this. And as close as we’ve all gotten, it’s not like we haven’t been sharing showers or sleeping in the same bed as Atlas, but we haven’t shared Cambria like that with him. Well, I haven’t; I couldn’t tell you what she’s done behind closed doors with the others. But by Lucien’s quiet contemplation, I’d wager he hasn’t either. His jaw tightens as he comes to a decision, glancing at me for confirmation. With my brief nod, he hollers for Atlas.
I hear him open the door behind me a moment later, followed by an annoyed grunt. “I could have gone my entire life without that view of Dorian’s asshole. What’s wrong?”
By this point I’ve stopped moving, remaining buried inside of Cambria and just toying with her to keep a semblance of the mood, though it’s admittedly dulled to a low simmer at this point.
“Do me a favor?” Lucien drawls, and Atlas takes a few steps inside of the room and not-so-subtly cants his head to the side to study the view from his new angle at the side of the bed.
“I know we’re close and all, but if you’re stuck, the best I’m doing is driving you to the hospital,” he tosses out there. “And before you ask; yes, I will be taking pictures to hold against you for years to come.” Cambria rocks her hips, maintaining eye contact as his pupils dilate.
Lucien rushes out a breath before continuing. “Will you give her something better to do with her mouth besides instigating?”
Atlas licks his lips, but isn’t easily sold on the idea. “You three can enjoy your kink fest. Don’t need a pity boner thrown my way.”
Cambria slowly runs a hand from her throat, between her breasts, and over her stomach before covering my fingers. “The cards are small enough that I can glamour them,” she admits and his nostrils flare.
