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

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by Rebecca Joyce


  Virgo collapsed on her, and Savannah wrapped her arms around him, her hands gently rubbing up and down his back. Looking above her, she had never seen a night sky so beautiful, so full of bright stars. She was mesmerized by the moment and she knew she would never forget this time or place for as long as she lived. She was about to tell Virgo such, when she felt a wet drop fall on her neck.

  “Virgo?”

  Sniffing, Virgo raised himself up off her, and Savannah saw what she feared.

  He was crying.

  “What’s wrong?” she asked, stroking his face.

  “Nothing’s wrong now, baby.”

  “Then why are you crying?”

  “Because you just made me the happiest man in the world tonight.”

  Chapter Eleven

  Three weeks later…

  “No!” Hercules shouted. “I ain’t doing it, and neither of you can make me.” Savannah sighed as she looked up at Virgo. She told him it was a long shot at best, and that Hercules wasn’t going to go willingly into the lion’s den, but Virgo didn’t listen. Since arriving in Celestial her life had taken so many drastic turns, she wondered if she even knew what normal meant anymore. Regardless, looking at her two men, she didn’t care if she wasn’t normal anymore. She had everything she ever wanted before her. Now, all she needed to do was help persuade Hercules that tonight’s festivities were in his best interest.

  “But baby, we need to see if it still works,” Savannah cajoled.

  “Then let’s do it here, not in public,” Hercules yelled, pacing around the loft. She had to admit he did have a good point, and she herself had made that same argument to Virgo, but her stubborn man wasn’t going to hear it. Apparently, a favor was a favor, and it needed to be repaid.

  “We can’t,” Virgo jumped in. “I already told you that I owed Aquarius two favors and, well, he called in the first an hour ago. We have to do this.”

  “Besides, Capri will be there in case something goes wrong and you need help. She assured me that she would have the ice packs on standby.” Savannah grinned. Goddess, she hoped the ice packs weren’t necessary. She had hated making love to Virgo without Hercules these last weeks, and if she didn’t have Hercules’s cock sink into her soon, she was going to go crazy. Besides, this was the perfect place for him to try it out, and make sure it still worked.

  “Come on, Hercules. It’s not like we haven’t done it in public before.” Virgo smiled. “Think of this as a controlled environment.”

  “And Capri said no one will laugh,” Savannah added.

  “They’re going to laugh!” Hercules gasped. “Oh, hell no!”

  Savannah sighed. “No one’s going to laugh at you if you can’t. If they do, I will sick Virgo on them. Come on baby, please, for me. This is going to be my first time doing something like this. I’m scared and I need my strong Hercules to protect me.”

  “What am I? Chop liver,” Virgo asked, affronted.

  “No, you’re just the one who owes Aquarius another favor,” Savannah quipped. “Goddess only knows what he’s going to have you doing next.”

  “Fine.” Hercules finally caved, grinning evilly. “But I get her ass.”

  Growling, Virgo nodded.

  Savannah knew Virgo loved fucking her ass, and in the last three weeks he had used every orifice of hers without fail. Oh, she didn’t mind one bit. Virgo was gentle at first, then like always, he took over with a force of a wrecking ball, and all Savannah could do was find something to hold onto before he fucked her into the cosmos.

  “Come on, boys, let’s go see if Hercules’s cock works.”

  Savannah just about keeled over when she walked into The Love Den an hour later and saw who was in attendance for tonight’s demonstration. When she called Capri earlier and said that only a few couples were going to be there, Savannah thought, too easy. Nevertheless, looking at the standing-room-only room now, she wondered what Capri exactly thought “a few” meant.

  She was already nervous enough, but to do this in front of the whole town, well, that was something she hadn’t planned on doing.

  “Oh Savannah, thank you for doing this. Typically, Rainbow and Leaf do the presentations, but Rainbow called and said she wasn’t feeling well. I would have asked Aquarius to do it with me, but crowds make his gun shy, but he said he would ask Virgo. I can’t thank you enough for this.”

  “I thought you said a few couples.”

  Smiling, Capri looked into the large room. “I know, right. I was surprised, too. Generally, I only have two, maybe three couple at a time, but Aquarius put the word out and drummed me up some business. I can’t thank him enough for this.”

  “Uh-huh, I can think of a way,” Virgo muttered, tightening the belt on his white robe. Savannah chuckled and elbowed him in the stomach. “Behave. This is your doing. Next time you’ll think twice about handing out favors.”

  “Now, you three just wait here. I need to go explain to the crowd what tonight’s demonstration is all about. I’ll introduce you when I’m done, and then you all can get to work.”

  “Great,” Virgo muttered.

  Hercules moved behind her, and leaned over to Virgo, whispering, “You better pray my shit works, because if I embarrass myself in front of the town, my ass is off limits, permanently.”

  “I’m going to kill Aquarius,” Virgo replied.

  “Go for it!” Hercules grunted, and pointed into the room. “He’s right over there eating popcorn.”

  Before Virgo could move, Savannah heard Capri clear her throat and bring the room to order. “Welcome everyone, and thank you for joining us for tonight’s demonstration on the merits of sex during a pregnancy.”

  Savannah gasped, Hercules cringed, and Virgo cursed.

  “As some of you know, it’s perfectly normal to have sexual intercourse during your months of gestation. Just because you’re incubating a new life doesn’t mean you can’t perform the simplest acts of making love. Though everyone’s sexual preference is different, any form of contact is welcomed. A woman is at her most heightened sexually when she is pregnant. Her hormones are high, and her libido can sometimes get away from her. That’s where you men come in. Something simple as foreplay can relieve the tension in your partner, to where her endorphins release, causing her to relax, and tonight we are going to demonstrate that. Now, this is a first time for our guest, so please give a warm welcome to Savannah, Hercules, and Virgo!”

  “Oh Goddess, is she serious?” Hercules asked.

  “I don’t know,” Savannah replied.

  “Aquarius is dead,” Virgo muttered again.

  “Once again dude, he’s over there!” Hercules shouted.

  When in Celestial, she told herself, as she laughed, grabbing each of their hands, pulling them into the large crowded room, “Come on, boys, let’s go embrace the Celestial way!”

  THE END

  ABOUT THE AUTHOR

  Rebecca Joyce is your typical housewife and mother. The daughter of a retired military service member, Rebecca tries to incorporate the sights, smells, and adventures of her travels, but mainly she writes of the buff, gorgeous men she drooled after in her teen years! There is just somethin’ about a man in uniform…WOW!

  Growing up in the military, Rebecca Joyce, along with her family, moved from state to state, enjoying the never-ending game of “where are we moving to next?”…which happened every two to three years! After high school, Rebecca met and married her own military service member and now devotes her time to her husband and children.

  Her “spawn,” as she lovingly calls them, demand and expect a lot of her attention. When she is not catering to the whims of her family, Rebecca spends her quiet time reading or writing.

  As an avid reader from an early age, Rebecca decided to try her hand at writing while her husband was away on a deployment to pass the time. Since then, she finds time in her hectic day to scribble her hopes, wishes, and dreams.

  Though her real life sometimes interferes with her imaginative life,
Rebecca tries to balance each with wit, sarcasm, and humor…“Screwing up takes practice…I think I’m well rehearsed!”

  Rebecca Joyce currently lives in the United States with her husband of twenty years and their three children.

  For all titles by Rebecca Joyce, please visit

  www.bookstrand.com/rebecca-joyce

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