Embracing the Celestial Way [Celestial Nights 2] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting)

by Rebecca Joyce

  Savannah now knew what she needed to do, where her future lay, now all she had to do was find them.

  “I knew you would find your way.”

  Turning quickly, Savannah smiled as Raven stood before her, arms wide open. Savannah didn’t waste another second, and walked into her arms. “Welcome home, love.”

  * * * *

  It didn’t take long for Virgo and Hercules to find Savannah. Though the majority of the town was at the festival, it wasn’t hard to locate the one woman who stuck out amongst the others. To Virgo, Savannah was everything, and her inner light shinned brighter than the sun. She was it for him, and with Hercules by his side, he had everything he ever hoped for. Now, all he had to do was claim her.

  He had listened to Hercules explain what had happened in the woods, and for the life of him couldn’t figure out why Savannah chose not to say anything. Oh, he knew she was still on the fence about all this cosmic stuff and letting the universe guide her, but he knew for a fact that she had been having a blast in Celestial, enjoying everything and all the residents. Something else was holding her back, and he needed to figure out what that was before he chose to let his feeling known. As for Hercules, well, his Greek God was just a big old softy. Hercules wore his heart on his sleeve, and loved everyone around him, even Savannah. Virgo worried that a rejection from Savannah might diminish Hercules’s inner light, that’s why he wanted some alone time with her so he could figure out what the root of her real problem was. Until that happened, Virgo was going to stick to Hercules like glue.

  “She’s with Raven.” Hercules stopped in his tracks. Virgo had already seen her and just nodded, taking Hercules’s hand, and dragging him behind him. “She doesn’t want to see me. I’ll just go get something to drink.”

  “No,” Virgo said, a bit harsh, but sometimes he had to be firm with Hercules. “You’re coming with me.”

  Moving through the crowd, Virgo led Hercules to Savannah. By the time they reached her, he watched as his woman embraced Raven, and then nodded after Raven whispered something to her. When Raven walked away, Savannah turned, stopped, and then smiled at them, as if she hadn’t seen them in years. Before Virgo could ask a single question, Savannah jumped into Hercules’s arms and kissed him, then rambled, “I’m so sorry, Hercules. I was scared when you asked me, and if I’m going to be honest with you, I still am, but not about what I want anymore. I want to stay here, with you. I love you, Hercules. I love you both. Please tell me I haven’t ruined anything, that we’re okay?”

  “You love me?” Hercules gasped, hugging her closer.

  “Yes, you Greek God, I love you. How could I not, you’ve been very sweet to me, and generous, and very good at showing me how to…” She winked, and then blushed.

  “She loves me,” Hercules stated rather loudly as Virgo grinned at the idiot. “You heard her Virgo, she said it. The curse is broken…forever. She really loves me!”

  Virgo just smiled at the loon as he shouted at the top of his lungs, attracting attention. Oh, it didn’t take much for Hercules to cause a scene. Only usually the paramedics, the fire department, and the sheriff were trying to get him medical attention. It was refreshing to see everyone around them congratulating Hercules instead of trying to perform CPR.

  For the rest of the day Hercules was on cloud nine as he proudly paraded Savannah around the festival. Though most of the town’s residents were happy for Hercules’s turn of events, Virgo never took his eyes off Savannah. She seemed happy and true to her words of love, laughing and agreeing with everything Hercules said, but something was off. Virgo saw it when Hercules announced the good news to Moon Goddess. She was still holding something back.

  He was about to ask her when Glory announced it was time to crown the Pickle Princess and end the Pickle Festival. The sun had gone down, and the stars over Celestial were shining brightly as Hercules walked Savannah over to the stage. All the women of Celestial were nominated, but only one would win the grand prize and that was when Virgo got his great idea. It took a little doing and debt to Aquarius, who was picking the winner, but Virgo didn’t care. If he wanted answers, he needed to make sure Savannah stayed around a bit longer, and having her win the Pickle Princess Contest was just the way to do it.

  Chapter Eight

  The next morning…

  “I’m green!”

  Savannah had only been in Celestial for three days, and in that time, she had learned to go with the flow. When a perky Goth chick with pink hair wanted to cleanse her chakra, she said sure, no problem. When a very tall blonde Greek God named Apollo greeted her wearing only a loincloth, she went with it, and only looked down maybe a hundred times. When Hercules and Virgo took her to a bee farm conservatory to bath in honey, she figured it was good for her complexion. Hell, she even danced naked under the stars with Raven and her coven. Through it all, she kept her mouth shut and just took everything with a grain of salt, keeping in mind what Raven had said about letting the cosmos lead the way.

  However, looking at herself in the mirror, the cosmos could go screw itself. She was fucking green from head to toe. Hell, even her toenails were green, a different shade than her body, but they were fucking green.

  “It washes right off…I think,” Hercules stated, standing in the doorway to the bathroom. “After Rainbow won a few years back, the committee decided against permanent paint when Rainbow had an allergic reaction. It wasn’t pretty. You know that pizza dude in the movie Spaceballs, well, just imagine it green, cause that’s what Rainbow looked like.”

  Sighing, Savannah turned and started the water. She didn’t care about any of that. She just wanted the green skin gone. Technically, it wasn’t so bad, the tint actually looked nice with her dark hair, but she couldn’t get past the smell. She smelled like fermented pickle sauerkraut. It was gross, and was making her very nauseous.

  “She in the shower yet?” The deep, familiar voice made her turn around to find Virgo standing in the doorway, his signature smile playing on his lips. Since meeting the two handsome men they had shown her a great deal of Celestial and she loved being around them. It didn’t take them long to become good friends, and over the last three days, she had fallen in love with them, spending every waking minute with them. They talked about everything, liked many of the same things, and even had the same taste in music. If she didn’t know any better, she would have said they’d known each other their whole lives.

  Both men were powerful, energetic, passionate, and infectious, and she adored them. However, something was off. Well, not really, more like a twinge, a deep gut feeling she started to get right after Raven dropped her in their laps. At first, she thought they were gay, because she’d seen them kiss, hug, and retire to the same bed every night, yet there was something off about them.

  She then started to notice their eyes watching her, intently, almost as if they were gauging her reaction and emotions. Then there was the physical contact. Both men were extremely touchy-feely. Every chance they got, they would hold her hand, hug her, kiss her cheek, fingers lips, or fuck her. Especially, Virgo who, always looked at her with his intense gaze every time. Hercules would nudge her when he noticed Virgo exchanging one of his deep looks and when she would look, she blushed, like she was doing know. For some reason when Virgo looked at her that way, her body came alive, almost as if it knew what he had in mind.

  “I’m getting in now, V.” She looked away, checking the water temperature. Last night had been a revelation for her and for the first time in her life, she knew where she belonged, wanted to be, where she felt welcome to be who she was. It was an amazing feeling to feel welcomed, loved, and accepted without worry of retribution. She just wondered how long it would last.

  “Good. I’ve got to head over to the hotel and grab our tickets for the Dynasty’s Melon Extravaganza. Herc, you make sure Savannah gets clean. Help her if you have to.” Virgo winked, walked right over to her, and kissed her. Unlike his kisses last night, today it was wilder, one that dragged her out o
f green funk and plastered her completely in the here and now. Before she could even open her eyes properly, he was gone, leaving her aroused and alone with Hercules, who looked as if he, too, wanted some of the action. Savannah didn’t know what to think anymore.

  “Are you okay, Savvy?” Hercules’s voice pulled her out of her reverie once again and this time he was standing before her. She nodded and smiled, standing on the tips of her toes to kiss his cheek.

  “I never got to tell you.” He smiled, pulling her closer to his body, “You looked amazing last night.”

  Savannah lowered her gaze and tugged at the collar of the pink plush robe she had on, a soft smile flickering on his face.

  “All green and smelling like soured pickles.” She giggled, looking up at him. Hercules ran a finger across her cheek and then gently cupped her face, planting a tender kiss on her lips. Savannah closed her eyes, pleasure creeping on her like the sun’s rays as she felt his hands on her skin. His lips were warm and left a wet trail as he caressed her face and neck. She wrapped her arms around his neck, every part of her body humming to his touch.

  “Especially green, and I love the smell of soured pickles.”

  “I think…we should—” She tried to speak, but he cut her sentences short with more of his kisses.

  “What, Savvy, what should we do?” he asked, whispering against her mouth, his voice husky with desire, “I know what we should do, what V and I want to do. The question is, do you?”

  Savannah bit her lips and half-smiled, the idea of being sandwiched between the two handsome men wreaking havoc throughout their body, but it was the thought of making love to both of them at the same time that had her pussy quivering with need. She had been with each of them separately, but never together, the both of them inside her. She’d never done anything like that before, and didn’t know if she could. Oh, but she wanted to try.

  Shaking her head slightly, she pulled Hercules closer and kissed him again. Slamming the door shut with his foot, Hercules leaned against it and pulled her closer, sighing softly as his mouth found hers again.

  “You’ve got me so confused, you know that?” she mumbled, thinking about last night when they danced naked under the crescent moon, at the Pickle festival, their pelvises thrusting and bodies touching. He laughed against her neck.

  “You had me so hot and hard right from the beginning, Savvy.” He smirked. “From the moment you walked into the Crystal Tumbler, we’ve wanted you.”

  “Is that why you both keep me so sexually aroused I don’t know whether I’m coming or going?” She chuckled.

  “Oh, there was nothing funny about it. We were just waiting for the right moment to take you together.” He breathed, feeling the curves of her body. She reached over and kissed his neck, tasting the salty remnants of his dried sweat.

  “You need a shower, too.” She smiled, running her hands down his bare chest. “God, I love it when you and V go naked. I’ve never seen so many people embrace their inner nudity before.”

  “Most of the residents of Celestial prefer going nude. You won’t find a lot of clothed people around here behind closed doors, but we do have the occasional resident who embraces the lifestyle to the fullest.”

  “You mean the sheriff?”

  “Him and a few others.”

  “I like that about this town. There are no misconceptions. Everything is simpler here.”

  “Sounds like you could get used to this place.”

  Grinning, Savannah replied, “Yeah, I guess I could. I feel freer here, almost if there are no worries. Except right now, I’m worried if I don’t shower, I will be forever green.”

  “Then let me suggest,” Hercules said, leaning his head back as he slowly removed the pink robe she was wearing, “That we shower…together.”

  Savannah looked into his amber eyes, blazing with raw lust, and felt her stomach tightening. She hadn’t showered with a man in a long time. Then she remembered what Raven and Capri told her, to let the cosmos lead the way, and, taking another plunge, that was exactly what Savannah was going to do. Moments like this hardly ever happened to her, and with how she had been feeling since meeting Virgo and Hercules, it became impossible to hold it back any longer. Hercules shimmied out of his jeans and kissed her again, only this time it was more demanding. Her nipples thickened against his warm, chiseled chest. Secret parts of her body, parts she’d never been fully aware of until now, throbbed with desire.

  His cock grew hard against her, and she instinctively pressed her hips against his erection, enjoying the arousal that flared between them instantly.

  “Damn, I want you so fucking much.” His voice was rough.

  “What are you waiting for, then?” She gasped, shocked at the huskiness of her voice.

  Her eyes closed as he wrapped his strong arms around her and slid a bold hand between her legs, stroking her pussy. Hot and slick, she writhed against him.

  “Take me, now. Please take me,” she chanted, getting desperate with every breath. Hercules smiled naughtily, in one swift move scooped her up in his arms, and headed for the shower. Before she knew it, she was standing in under the spray as warm water poured down over them.

  Savannah wasted no time kissing Hercules on the lips. What started as an innocent peck turned into an instant hunger. His arms gripped around her tighter as he pressed her even harder against the wall. Her arms wound around his neck as their lips melted into one as her tongue sought out his. She sucked on his bottom lip, a moan escaping from deep within his throat. Savannah felt him harden in between her open and parted legs. The time they spent tighter had only made their kisses even more intense and their carnal desires even harder to fight. She had wanted him terribly and her heart and body couldn’t pull away from his kisses. Finally he willed himself to pull away for a short while, only to stare into her eyes.

  On an impulse, Savannah raked her nails over his chest, down past his taut stomach to the thick bulge beneath it. He groaned loudly as she wrapped her hand around his rigid length between his powerful legs. She held him tight while she let her other hand rest on the firm curve of his gorgeous ass. Only then did she cup her hand around his heavy balls. He kissed her nose, which made her smile. Her diligent fingers, without checking back with her brain, stoked him intimately, while her other hand slid up his body to caress the muscles of his chest.

  The musky aroma of sexually aroused male drove Savannah half-crazy. Hercules was so handsome, muscular, and hard, with not a speck of body hair. Watching as the water rolled down his fantastic body, her teeth ached, because all she wanted to do was eat him up.

  Her breath came in unsteady gasps as desire pounded inside her like a drum, heightened by his obvious excitement. His erection throbbed against her hand and made her shiver.

  “Goddess Savvy,” he groaned. “You’re driving me insane.”

  Savannah moaned as Hercules slipped his hand between their bodies, cupping her sex. She threw her head back, and relished the feel of his strong hands massaging her as the water ran down between them.

  “Do you have any idea how much I love you?” He breathed, framing her face with one hand as he kept exploring her insides with the other. “And how long I’ve waited for this moment to happen?”

  Savannah’s hands stopped moving. Her breath hitched, and her heart sputtered. Slowly opening her eyes, she looked up at Hercules and found herself speechless. It was hard to believe that she had only known the man for three days. Savannah never believed in love at first sight, lust, yes, but not love. Love was for fools in her book, but being here in Celestial, spending time with Virgo and Hercules, she found herself wanting to believe, wishing for Cupid’s Arrow to bite her in the ass, praying that what she was feeling was real, and she would never wake from this dream.

  She had dated many people in her life, and never once had she used the L word, until last night. Hell, even the word like was a stretch for her. Yet, as she stood under the shower spray, looking into Hercules amber eyes, she realized that h
e was very serious and meant every word he just said.

  Oh, how she wanted to say those same words to him again, almost willing her lips to move, but nothing came out. She believed that he truly meant what he said, and a good part of her was feeling something akin to love. Why she was holding back, she didn’t know, but if this was what love really felt like, she was more than willing to fall deeply into him.

  Finding his throbbing erection again, she gently started stroking him again as he pushed a finger inside her, then another, and another. Savannah gripped his shaft hard and groaned aloud, taken aback by the sudden wave of pleasure. Hercules lifted one of her legs up to his hips for better access, his weight pinning her to the bathroom wall.

  “Goddess Savvy, you’re so tight.” He moaned as he thrusted his fingers in and out of her while she continued to fondle him.

  “Harder, Herc, oh, please push harder,” she cried, biting on her bottom lip as she felt his fingers working their way deeper inside her.

  “Damn baby, you’re so fucking tight.” He groaned as he looked down at her face, “Hold onto me, baby.”

  Savannah squeezed her eyes shut, let go of his throbbing cock, and grabbed his muscular arms as she felt herself building toward release.

  “Oh, yes…that’s it Hercules... Fuck me with your fingers.” She wriggled under him, enjoying the sound of her own pleasured moans. Savannah clutched him to her as he flicked her hard nub with his thumb until every nerve and muscle of her body hummed with sheer delight.

  Needing to taste him, Savannah claimed his lips in a passionate kiss, her fingers tangling tightly in his hair, keeping him there as their mouths opened wider and tongues fought for dominance, licking, sucking, nipping at each other’s lips and tongue as they almost devoured each other.