Sassy Ever After_Sassy Faerie Princess
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His pulse skyrocketed, breathing becoming rapid pants. There was no way in hell he should be taking advantage of her, but there’d be no stopping. Not now that he’d had a tantalizing taste.
He returned to tease and touch every delightful, slick bit of flesh. Hot and wet, the musky scent of her arousal wafting through the air made his nostrils flare.
Serena moaned in her sleep and began rolling her hips, increasing the friction. He only dared touch her hardened clit once before moving away, not wanting to get her off or wake her. He was enjoying the chance to explore her sexy body unhindered.
Brady played at her opening before delving inside the tight clench of her cunt, loving how the slippery tissues stretched and clung. Using two fingers, he fucked into her, accustoming her body to his touch.
He grew painfully hard, his balls swollen and tight. Pre-cum leaked from the tip and soaked the briefs, each rolling movement of Serena’s hips wonderfully stroking him.
Christ, this was insane. He needed to wake her up and get her naked, fusing their bodies together from lips to thighs. Drink in her cries of passion. Fill her every orifice with his cock—mouth, pussy then ass. Cram every thick inch into the warm, feminine haven.
He knew the exact moment Trevor woke, felt the heated caress of his gaze as he watched. Then Trevor slid closer, pressing the hard ridge of his cock between her ass cheeks, smiling at Brady over her shoulder and silently handing him a condom.
They were both in agreement and more than ready to make her theirs.
Trevor cupped her breast and teased the distended nipple, rasping her dress over the sensitive peek. Serena’s eyes popped open, her hungry gaze meeting his.
Her rocking movements stilled for only the space between one heartbeat and the next. Trevor froze behind her, but Brady’s fingers never stopped playing. With a deep moan, she started moving again, accepting his touch, taking his fingers deeper into her body.
“We want you so much, baby,” he whispered. “So if you want this to stop, now’s the time to say something.”
Both Trevor and he held their breath. If she rejected them, it would suck, but they would respect her wishes.
Her response came in an aroused, breathy tone. “I want you, too. Both of you. Please, don’t stop.”
He shucked the briefs and donned the condom quicker than the thoughts fully formed in his mind.
Serena gasped as Trevor gripped her hips and lifted her over Brady, straddling his pelvis. When her slick heat came in contact with his cock, he almost exploded.
He heard the rustle of material as Trevor ditched his own briefs and began dragging the dress up her lithe body. The bastard took his time, taunting Brady with each new delight—flat stomach, round breasts, diamond-hard nipples. No bra—nice.
When that last barrier was gone, she stared down at his pierced nipple, pink tongue sneaking out to dampen her lips.
“Fuck me,” he demanded.
A slow, sultry smile spread across her gorgeous mouth as Serena lifted her hips. Taking the root of his shaft in her fist, she guided the reddened head to her wet folds. Her eyes became heavy-lidded as she used him like a dildo, rubbing his cockhead against her clit, moaning in the back of her throat.
“Now, Serena,” he barked, unable to wait another moment.
Serena wasn’t done playing yet. What an exquisite way to wake up and start the day, worries of yesterday far from mind.
She took her time rubbing Brady’s cock against her folds, getting him nice and wet. Trevor moved around her side and pressed a sweet kiss to the swell of her breast before his lips latched on to her nipple. She cried out at the streamers of sensation that traveled an invisible path straight from her breast to her throbbing nub. The firm suckling of his lips, coupled with the hot twirl of his tongue around the elongated peak, were divine.
Brady’s hips bucked beneath her, his hands tugging, trying to guide her onto his solid erection. Taking just the head within, she matched his movements to keep him from driving in any farther.
Trevor released her nipple with a pop and rose to claim her mouth. What started as a tender brush of lips soon became heated. She opened for him, rejoicing in the thrust of his tongue against her own. He was a skilled kisser, quickly seducing her into sliding down Brady’s shaft until he was seated to the hilt, the bulbous head pressing against her womb.
Goddess, it had been so long since she’d taken a man into her body. Now she was completely entranced by not one, but two drop-dead gorgeous, virile men. Her wildest fantasy come to life.
Trevor broke their kiss as Brady urged her closer to his chest. She was mesmerized by the sight of Trevor’s strong fist stroking his cock, thumb capturing a glistening bead of cum from the crown and spreading it over his shaft. In her new position, she was eye level with his cock. Such an enticing sight.
Covering his hand with hers, Serena matched his movements and drew him closer. He moaned as her tongue slid over the tiny slit, licking up a salty drop of his seed. Together, they stroked the base of his shaft as her lips closed over the soft flesh of the crown, tongue swirling and tasting every ridge, learning the texture of silken skin over his steely erection.
All the while, Brady controlled her movements with his firm hold on her hips, thrusting his cock deep within her pussy, the sensitive tissues stretching to accommodate his thickness.
Reality was so much better than anything she’d imagined.
She slurped and sucked Trevor deep into her mouth. Rolling her hips, she angled her pelvis, allowing Brady to plunge farther, his large cock filling her beyond compare.
Serena felt the tug of an invisible connection running between the three of them, magic crackling in the air as it snapped into place, binding them. So good. Perfect. Right.
Waves of heavenly sensation crashed into her body, rising higher with each powerful thrust of the two magnificent cocks. When she felt sure the tide would swamp her, Brady shifted, angling her body so that with each movement the sublime friction of his pelvis rubbed against her clit. The rapid pulsing in the bundle matched the frantic beat of her heart.
When the first jet of Trevor’s cum hit the back of her throat, Serena was lost. Her entire body tightened, the walls of her pussy clamping down on Brady as surge after surge of incredible pleasure sent her tumbling, pulling him along with her. The indescribable thrill of his heated cum filling the sheath extended her orgasm, drawing out her bliss.
Trevor felt complete, fulfilled and replete. Falling into a tangle of sweat-slicked bodies, he panted, trying to regain control of his breathing. He’d known they’d be good together. What they had just shared only turned that belief into a solid conviction. Nothing would separate them now.
Well, nothing except work. He still had to go to work, damn it.
Glancing at the clock, he groaned. The bright-red numbers brought reality crashing in around him. Before long, he would have to get moving and leave them for the day.
Icy shards of jealousy pricked at Trevor’s unsteady emotions. How he’d love to spend the day with his lovers. Every moment at work would be sheer hell while he wondered what they were doing. Would they make love without him? Spend the day in bed?
He harbored no illusions. The time Brady and Serena spent alone would bring them closer. They would form a bond which didn’t include him. But the touches, glances, and kisses he and Brady had shared while fucking her reaffirmed the strong bond between them. He should feel secure in their love.
Old hurts and fears rose, threatening to draw him down into memories best left in the past. Memories of betrayal from the only other man he’d ever let take a piece of his heart. A piece Trevor had lost when he’d caught Greg in the act of cheating on him.
Trevor fiercely pushed the past back into the box it belonged in. His love for Brady far surpassed anything he’d had with Greg. And Brady wasn’t a cheater. Being with Serena wasn’t infidelity since they were in agreement on including her in their sexual relationship.
“Fuck,” he grum
bled, glancing at the clock again. He reached out and turned off the alarm before it could begin its shrill bleating. “Maybe I’ll call out sick today.”
The moment he’d said the words a pang of regret tightened his chest. He wouldn’t shirk his responsibilities. It wasn’t in his nature. He wouldn’t be able to respect himself if he did, and neither would his lovers.
Quicker than a flash of lightning, Serena was on him, taking Trevor by surprise. A frown pulled down the corners of her mouth, which was deliciously reddened from being stretched around his cock. She placed the back of her hand to his forehead and stared deep into his eyes.
“You don’t feel fevered,” she stated, concern evident in those big green eyes. “Are you unwell?”
And just like that his heart melted. Her genuine, distressed response to his careless words warmed a place deep in his soul, giving him the strength to do the right thing. He pulled her into a tight embrace, relishing her warm, satiny-soft skin against his.
“No, baby. I’m fine. Just wishing I could stay home with the two of you today.”
Fear passed across her delicate features, disappearing so fast he wasn’t certain he’d seen it there.
“You will come back?” The question was barely a whisper.
So precious! “Yes, I’ll come back tonight,” he reassured.
Moving his hand to the nape of her neck, Trevor claimed her lips in a searing kiss of possession. His tongue delved into her mouth tasting her with a thoroughness that quickly revived his cock. Jealousy, acceptance, need, affection—all of his emotions went into the claiming of her mouth.
They were both breathless by the time he reluctantly headed for the shower. After adjusting the water temperature, he stepped under the pulsing stream and tilted his head back. Stalling, he spent more time showering than he normally would, hoping they would join him but ending up disappointed.
Toweling himself dry, he made a mental note to talk with Brady before leaving. He wanted to make sure his sullen lover didn’t spend the whole day locked away in the studio, ignoring Serena. Maybe he’d even suggest an outing, instinct telling him she’d enjoy time spent outdoors.
His prayers were answered when he stepped into the bedroom to find they no longer lay in bed, locked in each other’s arms. The smell of coffee lured him into the kitchen where he stopped dead in his tracks.
Who the hell was that at the stove whisking eggs and flipping pancakes into the air, the whole time humming an upbeat melody? If he hadn’t seen it with his own eyes, he would never have believed it.
Serena, wrapped up in Trevor’s robe, sat at the table, laughing at the whirling dervish who had taken over Brady.
Not wanting to break the spell, he moved to the coffee pot and began taking mugs down from the cabinet. Before he could pour the first cup, Brady’s strong arms enveloped him from behind as he placed wet, noisy kisses along Trevor’s neck and jaw while chattering incessantly.
“I think we’ll take the bike out today. Serena is going to need some clothes, so we’ll do a little shopping. I mean, she can’t wear that dress forever, no matter how damn sexy it is. And I want to show her around. Maybe we’ll even drive into the city for lunch. Do you think you’ll be able to get away and meet us?” Brady paused for a moment, tension creeping into his voice. “I hate the thought of not getting to see you all day.”
The rigidity eased out of Trevor. Even though Brady wasn’t acting himself, being included in their plans for the day was the balm Trevor needed. Serena had a positive effect on Brady. He was never so openly affectionate and demonstrative or half as talkative.
“How about one o’clock at The Shack?”
“Perfect,” Brady declared, then turned back to the stove, flipping a pancake high into the air and catching it in the pan.
What’s gotten into you?
The question lingered at the tip of his tongue, but Trevor swallowed it down as he watched Brady dance across the kitchen to place an overflowing plate before Serena. The obvious answer to his unspoken question wore a dazzling smile on her sweet pixie face.
“What’s a bike?”
Her innocent question had both men laughing in delight.
Chapter Seven
To say she was overwhelmed and excited would be a serious understatement. Serena didn’t understand much of what was going on as she kissed Trevor goodbye at the front door and he headed off to work, leaving her alone with Brady for the day.
The odd food he made tasted wonderful but didn’t settle well in her belly. Surely, she’d grow accustomed to it over time. For now, she pushed it around her plate in an attempt to satisfy him that she’d eaten enough.
Brady intended to take her out to purchase clothing. With a mere thought, she could produce an entire wardrobe, but a show of magic wouldn’t be the smartest move. Not before she gained their trust and made them believe in both her and the faefolk. Besides, she couldn’t wait to explore their world.
No sooner had Brady finished eating than he dragged her off to the bathing chamber. A man of few words, he wasted none explaining. Instead, he peeled off her borrowed robe, letting it fall at her feet. His dark eyes drank in her form, heating with desire.
“So beautiful.”
Placing his arms around her, he pulled her close against the warmth of his big body, her hands resting on his biceps. His breath feathered over her cheek, sending a trill of anticipation skittering over her skin, making it tighten. She expected a fierce and wild possession, but Brady refused to fit into the neat niche she’d created for him.
He sipped at her lips as if tasting a fine delicacy. The teasing touches went right to her head, leaving her dizzy. She leaned against him, trusting he wouldn’t allow her to fall. Her insides melted when his tongue slid past her slightly parted lips. He tasted of the bitter coffee, sweet maple syrup, and something uniquely Brady. A moan rose in her throat, and he took the small sound into himself.
The kiss deepened, intensified into a sizzling seduction. She knew he could feel the trembling in her hands where they rested against solid muscle, the heat of her flushed skin and puckered nipples against his torso. She relished the hard ridge of his erection pressing firm and insistent against her belly.
Brady’s hands slid down her back to cup her bottom, thick fingers massaging the round cheeks. She gasped for breath when he pulled back, and she looked up to where he towered over her.
So handsome. Strong.
Her stomach did flip-flops. How had she managed to land in the arms of such a striking, passionate male? Actually, she now had two—the men of her dreams.
“Need you,” he whispered then kissed a hot trail over her jaw and down her neck. He laved and suckled the tender spot between neck and shoulder before going lower. When he knelt and his lips found her nipple, Serena arched closer, tangling her fingers in his dark hair, holding him in place. The white-hot lash of his tongue had her crying out in delight. Brady responded by suckling her nipple then pressing it against the roof of his mouth. He held her there with powerful sucks and the sweeping caress of his tongue.
He released one nipple then moved to the other, making her entire body tremble with need. Brady lavished both breasts with equal attention, and then began slowly kissing his way down her body, stopping to taste her navel. When he reached her bare mound, Serena wasn’t sure if she wanted to push him away or pull him closer when he reached her bare mound.
“I love that you keep your pussy bare,” he growled.
Pussy. She’d have to remember what he called her sex.
Mind fogged with lust and her defenses lowered, Serena didn’t think before responding. “Faefolk don’t have body hair.”
His head snapped up, and Brady stared at her in dazed confusion. Thinking fast, recalling his words, she winked and huskily asked, “You like my bare pussy?”
Grinning up at her, Brady declared, “Love it.”
Before his assertion could sink in, he tapped the inside of her ankles and urged, “Spread ’em wide.”
Serena rolled her hips forward and threw her head back. Brady had an incredible talent with his tongue. He licked and kissed her plump folds, tongue thrusting into her channel, which clamped down in an attempt to hold him within. His lips moved to her clit, suckling the little nub, and two fingers pressed into her depths, the tips teasing the amazing spot that made her see stars.
Within moments, a powerful orgasm crashed into Serena, nearly driving her to her knees. The only thing keeping her standing was Brady’s strong hold. He showed no mercy, bringing on wave after wave of blinding release. White lights exploded behind her tightly closed eyelids as she cried out his name again and again until she could withstand no more.
“Stop…please. Brady…I can’t.”
He finally let her collapse, drawing her into the shelter of his embrace and mumbling in soothing tones as she came down from the extreme high of pleasure he’d driven her to.
Sometime later, he guided her into a large water stall where he caressed her body with soapy hands. He was sweet and took tender care of her, melting her defenses. The man may try to be withdrawn and standoffish, but, inside, he had the most loving and warm soul. She didn’t need magic to reveal the pure heart he protected with great care.
The touch of his slick hands reignited her need and soon had her desperate for more. Brady positioned her bent over holding on to the wall. Serena shivered with the anticipation of having his big cock fill her once again.
Brady didn’t disappoint.
He had no idea what the hell it was, but Brady couldn’t get enough of Serena. Something about her made him want to be sensitive and take care of her. Maybe it was her small, delicate body. Possibly because she appeared so lost and alone. The reason didn’t matter, he embraced the emotions.