Breath of Desire

by Ophelia Bell

  “Yes, he always did take his time,” Thea said, her words coming out as only a whisper. Her chest seemed too full of anticipation, her heart beating wildly. She swallowed hard, watching Aurin’s head tilt and the pretty blonde’s odd eyes drift lower.

  “I don’t think I’ve ever been touched quite like he did. So slow. So perfect.”

  Thea was enthralled by Aurin’s rapt expression, the way her gaze fixed on Thea’s chest. Thea didn’t look down, but her breathing quickened when she felt the gentle tug of Aurin’s fingertips at the top button of her dress. It must be the wine going to her head, a subtle euphoria that grew more pronounced with each second. It couldn’t be Aurin’s touch, though the light caress down the center of Thea’s sternum made her inhale sharply. More buttons popped open. The built-in support the dress provided disappeared, her heavy breasts released, their weight pushing the sides of her dress further apart.

  She could almost see herself in Aurin’s eyes. Her pleased half-smile, the lovely tilt of her head, the gaze tracing over every inch of her skin reminded her of how her twins had looked at her.

  With a small, delicate palm, Aurin cupped one of Thea’s breasts, the touch so gentle, deliberate, and so slow Thea almost believed she was dreaming.

  “He touched me like this at first,” Aurin said, finally raising her gaze. Their eyes met at the same instant Aurin’s thumb brushed over Thea’s taut nipple. The startling rush of sensation made Thea gasp out loud.

  Her gasp turned into a muffled moan against Aurin’s lips when she shifted closer and pressed her mouth against Thea’s. The sweet taste of mangoes hit Thea’s tongue, mingling with the fresh scent of citrus. Her mind reeled at the newness of Aurin’s touch. It had been so long since she’d been touched so intimately. Dimitri had been the last, so long ago, during an encounter she later wished she could forget. He hadn’t been his deliberate, gentle self. He’d been angry, hurt, and full of so much despair. They had hurt each other that night—both physically and emotionally.

  Aurin’s touch reminded Thea what tenderness felt like, and how much she had missed it. The novelty of kissing another woman barely registered aside from a glimmer of curiosity that rose in Thea with each new caress of Aurin’s hands on her body.

  Thea’s dress spread farther apart, her breasts fully exposed to Aurin’s gentle cupping and squeezing. Thea hazarded a reciprocal touch, placing her hands on Aurin’s shoulders. She threaded fingers into the silken gold strands at the back of Aurin’s neck, and pulled her into a deeper kiss. Aurin responded eagerly, a light moan vibrating from her throat, so resonant it almost sounded inhuman.

  Thea’s palms tingled with each incremental pass over Aurin’s warm, silky skin. Thea pushed the thin straps of Aurin’s dress off her shoulders, exposing small breasts with a luminous and pale tan, so perfect they seemed to shimmer as if gilded. She pressed her palm against one erect nipple, then flattened her hand, letting the hard nub rub in a circle against the center of her palm. Some foreign urge overtook her, and she tugged harder at Aurin’s dress. Thea needed to see Aurin entirely naked, to see what Dimitri saw, to find a sense of communion with her old lover in her experience of this woman. The need to share this kind of abstract intimacy with Dimitri overwhelmed Thea. What would he have done?

  The question propelled Thea into action, and she urged Aurin back a step so she could stand. Thea felt awash in a glow of certainty mixed with desire as she let her gaze trail down over Aurin’s lithe body. Aurin’s dress draped precariously off her round hips. With one light tug, Thea sent it billowing to the floor. The lack of any undergarments excited her and made her wish she’d been so confident in herself. She also wished she’d had even a scrap of forethought to shave or get waxed before coming, aside from the basic necessity of her legs and the most cursory trim between her thighs.

  Aurin’s bare pussy glistened with wetness already. The instinct to touch drove Thea on. Dimitri would have touched lightly, so that’s what she did. He would have taken her nipple in his mouth, so she bent and lightly sucked Aurin’s in between her lips, relishing the young woman’s quiver of ecstasy as she rolled her tongue against the hard nub. The rest came naturally. She sucked a little harder, switched sides, sucked again. With a slight nudge from Thea, Aurin moved to sit on the nearby barstool.

  Thea’s sight seemed to narrow, her entire world seeming nearly lost in the pair of golden eyes that watched her as she lowered to her haunches between Aurin’s spread thighs.

  The shock of noise that interrupted their heavy breathing when the front door opened only barely penetrated her rapt focus she had for the dewy pink folds that beckoned before her.

  ***

  The familiar, pungent aroma of sex hit Aurik’s nose before he opened the door to the apartment. He paused, inhaling deeply, then handed Dimitri the bag of groceries he carried.

  “What is it?” Dimitri asked.

  Aurik was too buzzed from the scent of Thea’s arousal to answer. It presented itself as a steady flow of magic in the air around him, that familiar, invisible web he’d tried and failed to explain to Dimitri. The energy seemed drawn to a sexually primed human as to a magnet, sucked in during sex, then released again at the moment of climax.

  The magic seemed even denser the closer he got to Thea’s scent. Even through the door it nearly overwhelmed him, mingling slightly with his sister’s familiar scent, so like his own he rarely even registered it. But Thea’s was bold, earthy, and potent. A tentative whiff of Dimitri’s arousal emerged and Aurik turned his head in response.

  Dimitri’s eyes were wide. “Dude, you’re hard again. You know what it does to me when I see you like this, right? It was all I could do not to pull the car over a little while ago and suck you off.”

  “It’s her. Why didn’t you tell me she had so much pull? Sweet Mother, she’s even more potent than you.”

  Dimitri blinked at him. “Who, Thea? I told you she was irresistible. I didn’t expect her to affect you this way, though.”

  “It never occurred to me before. There was a reason she was able to keep a pair of twins sated. Humans that open to the magic are rare.” In truth, Dimitri was the first Aurik had encountered who had such a strong pull, and he had believed Dimitri was unique. To have two at once would be a magical feast beyond Aurik’s dreams. More than that, he believed she might be the answer to his worries. Once he was gone, she could easily fill the void in his absence.

  The dizzying draw of the magic flowed around him as he stepped through the door, Dimitri close on his heels. When they rounded the wall that separated the entry from the living space, Dimitri let out a low curse. They both paused to watch, the bags of groceries forgotten on the floor at Dimitri’s feet.

  Aurin rested on a bar stool, entirely naked, chest arched forward and head tilted back in ecstasy. Thea’s dark, short-cropped head was between Aurin’s thighs and one hand covered her breast, thumb and forefinger teasing at her nipple. A brief impression of Aurin’s pleasure hit Aurik when she opened her eyes and smiled smugly.

  Thea was only naked to the waist, but her dress had ridden up to display the twin creamy arcs of her ass framed by pale lace. Even without a touch, her arousal was so intense Aurik could almost taste her from where he stood. He craved the surge of magic he was sure would be present if he were touching her.

  Suddenly, Dimitri’s face obscured Aurik’s view, his lover’s own need a harmonious addition to the web of magic that surrounded Thea. Dimitri’s blue eyes were bright with lust and excitement, his kiss urgent, though a little clumsy and rushed. Aurik quickly came back to himself, responding to Dimitri’s kiss and the tug of his fingers on Aurik’s clothes. They made quick work of each other’s clothes, their kisses deepening and the sweet warmth of Dimitri’s cock brushing against Aurik’s hip arousing him further and reminding him there were two very potent attractors to the magic that sustained him, and he meant to have them both at once.

  “Go to her,” he whispered to Dimitri, who kept glancing back at Aurin betwee
n caresses and kisses.

  His lover went, and Aurin’s eyes brightened at his approach. Aurik watched and waited, holding his hard cock loosely in his hand, stroking it in time with the light tilts of Thea’s head between his sister’s thighs. Aurin seemed content to receive the pleasure without responding in kind, and eagerly accepted Dimitri’s kiss when he reached her. Dimitri bent to tease Aurin’s nipple with his tongue, gently grasping Thea’s hand and clasping it atop Aurin’s thigh.

  Thea seemed to shudder slightly at the touch, her shoulders rising and falling, but she didn’t halt her rhythm.

  Dimitri whispered something in Aurin’s ear, the breath of words too faint for Aurik’s keen hearing to pick up. To his amazement, Aurin nodded and urged Thea to stop.

  Thea’s flushed profile came into view when she turned her head to look at Aurik. Her lips glistened with Aurin’s juices and she darted out a pink tongue. Her eyelids fluttered as though the flavor had her mesmerized. The sight caused a burning craving inside Aurik for Thea’s flavor on his own lips.

  He moved as though pulled by her gaze, every movement of his body seeming to register by the shift of her eyes from his head to his toes. Then another graze of her tongue over her lips when her avid glances rested briefly on his erection before moving back to meet his eyes.

  She smiled and looked up at him when he reached her, but didn’t rise, so he lowered himself to her level, resting on his knees just behind her.

  The magic vibrated in the air around her. Aurik raised a hand and tentatively brushed it down the curve of her spine, enjoying the warm tingle of the power that enveloped her like a cloud of static electricity. She turned back to Aurin, let out a soft sigh, and bent to her previous task again, but this time she reached one hand behind her to brush it along his bare thigh.

  Wordlessly he urged her to stand, shifting back slightly to make room. She released her mouth from Aurin’s pussy just long enough to rise up, then bend at the hips. Dimitri had spoken of her eager willingness to accommodate her lovers, but her reactions were akin to mindreading. She glanced over her shoulder again and spread her legs slightly. Aurik tugged her dress and panties over her hips, enjoying the silken fire of her skin beneath his palms as he slid the garments down over her naked thighs.

  He realized abstractly that he hadn’t touched a woman this way in centuries, and never one so vibrant and alive with energy. The dark fringe of curls perfectly framed her glistening pink folds. With both hands he cupped the full, round swell of her ass cheeks, grazing his thumbs between along the edge of her rosy puckered opening in the center and along the juncture of her thighs. Aromatic moisture had gathered and felt slick beneath his thumbs. He teased her delicate folds apart, enjoying the slight clench and opening of her before his eyes and the stronger surge of magic that coalesced around her in response to her rising pleasure.

  Hot, clinging velvet wrapped around his thumbs as he sank them into her eager opening and spread her apart. He spared the slightest glance up at Aurin, but her face was obscured by Dimitri. They kissed deeply and steadily while Aurin stroked Dimitri’s cock and undulated her hips in time with Thea’s tongue.

  Aurik barely caught himself before he darted his dragon tongue out to taste. He wanted to pleasure her as fully as possible, but she didn’t know his true nature. For the time being he contented himself by tasting her with his human tongue.

  Thea responded enthusiastically, a muffled moan reaching his ears from between Aurin’s thighs. Her sweet juices coated his tongue and he lapped them up. He tilted his head to reach further between her thighs, seeking out the center of her pleasure and finding the thick, throbbing bundle easily. The hot pulse of it against his tongue elicited a similar reaction from his cock. He’d have her that way, too, but wanted to taste her Nirvana first, to feel the rush of all that magic surging into him.

  Aurin’s familiar breathy gasps grew louder and Thea’s movements more hurried. She was nothing if not a diligent, attentive lover. One long, drawn out and quavering cry announced Aurin’s peak. He paused, waiting for the feedback of energy to flow through Thea before remembering she wasn’t marked and so couldn’t take in their power directly. And Sweet Mother what a shame that was.

  Thea’s shoulders sagged as she dropped her forehead against Aurin’s thigh. Thea’s ass pressed harder against his mouth and he eagerly accommodated her, lapping and teasing at her pussy. She shifted her stance at the same time Aurin finally saw fit to communicate with him.

  “Take her, Brother. I will have Dimitri now, he is ready.”

  His protest back to her was nearly incoherent even in his head. Her responding laugh hit his ears followed by the words in his head. “You can have them both later. She needs you more right now. Focus.”

  Thea stood a little unsteadily, but upright when Aurin murmured a soft command. “Let my brother finish you, love.”

  Aurik gazed up from his kneeling position, enthralled by the glowing pale skin as it caught the dwindling rays of sunlight streaming through their windows. He slid his hands up Thea’s sides again, gripped her gently at the hips and urged her to turn. Just as she began to shift in his arms, she darted an uncertain glance at Dimitri that Aurik was sure held the slightest hint of longing.

  Dimitri stepped close and clutched the back of her neck, pulled her into a deep kiss, then whispered into her ear. “Please let me share them with you this once.”

  Aurik smiled at his lover’s assessment of what was happening. He had no argument, however. They belonged to Dimitri as much as he belonged to them. They were his to share in that sense.

  Thea looked down at Aurik, her lips parted and her breasts rose and fell with the cadence of her breath. He rose up enough to capture one pink nipple between his lips and flick it gently with his tongue. She sighed and threaded her fingers through his hair, holding him closer. He slipped one hand up her inner thigh, longing to return to the luscious center of her. Thea tilted her hips, inviting him in, and he went, stroking her again until her slick, hot fluid coated his fingers.

  Her nails dug into his scalp when he slid two fingers deeper, testing slowly as he went, seeking the spot that would make her crumble in his arms and let loose that swirling mass of power that clung to her like iron shavings to a magnet.

  A harsh whimper escaped her and her knees gave, signaling that he’d found her sweet spot. He held her up with his free arm wrapped tightly around her waist and stroked the tender patch of her inner wall a moment longer, wishing he could use his tongue on her there—his real tongue—and feel her flying to pieces against his mouth. He would drink the power like a baby at its mother’s tit, soaking in every last drop.

  “Fuck me, please,” she said harshly. “God, I need to be fucked.”

  Desperation was as clear as day in her voice, making him wonder if the swirling eddies of magic that clung to her were palpable to her somehow, were what had weighed her down so much she couldn’t hold herself upright. Aurik urged her down to him and she went. A stuttering sigh rushed out of her when she straddled his cock and sank slowly down, her hot pussy seeming to devour his entire length. Her slick muscles clenched tightly making him shiver at the intensity of the pleasure. He could almost taste the power now, pushing at her barriers—barriers she had no control over, but were impossible to breach until he’d brought her to the edge and let her plunge over.

  In his periphery he was aware of Dimitri and Aurin fucking. Their coupling seemed to happen in a series of still frames, like dancers caught in the strobe of one of the night clubs Dimitri had taken them to. All the while, his own little world had slowed down to a crawl, every nuance of Thea in hyper focus. Her hot breath gusting into his ear was accompanied every few seconds by a rough affirmative as she gained purchase with her legs around his hips and found her rhythm on his cock. He let her set the pace and gradually moved his hips to meet her movements.

  Aurik closed his eyes and let himself become attuned to her and her alone. Her lips sought his and he opened to her, kissing back w
ith fervor, matching her hungry bites with nips of his own. He reveled in her climbing lust, holding her hips and thrusting deeper when she whispered “harder” in his ear.

  As with the first time with Dimitri, he wished for the moment to never end. The buildup to the climax was only half the pleasure, however. The power seemed to crackle around them both to the point that he was sure if he opened his eyes, the world around him would only be a disorienting blur.

  “Oh, Sweet Mother, Thea,” he groaned. “Never leave.” He buried his face in her neck as the tight clench of her pussy pulled him to the brink. Her orgasm burst from her with a roar of magic, flooding him with power so strong his ears rang from the force of it. He tipped across the edge, falling into his own abyss but unwilling to stop the steady plunge into her.

  Chapter 5

  Thea floated back to earth an eternity later. At least that’s what coming down from the most intense orgasm of her life felt like. She may as well have been the downy kernel of a dandelion tuft finally letting gravity take its toll in the absence of the winds that had been blowing her to the ends of the earth and back.

  Her world had tilted somewhere in the middle of it all. Literally tilted, she realized, opening her eyes to see a skylight high above her and feel the cool wood floor beneath her naked back.

  Aurik was still poised above her, resting on his elbows just close enough to still touch but far enough so as not to crush her beneath his weight. Tangled tendrils of his long, golden hair fell on either side of their faces. His eyes were identical to his sister’s, their golden depths seemed to understand her deepest longings with a glance. He understood this half of it at least—this need for a deep connection. Something else in those eyes told her he longed for something, too, something he had lost, perhaps?

  His whispered plea from their moment of climax came back to her just then.