Her Immortal Harem Book Two

by Savannah Skye

  Alexei shrugged, his heated gaze sending my pulse into overdrive. "That's up to you, Cat.”

  I looked at the three beautiful men who had helped me so much, who had saved my life several times, who had thrilled my body and won my heart like no man before them. There was only one answer, and there wasn't a shred of doubt or uncertainty in me as I nodded.

  “Yes."

  Chapter 15

  Honesty time. When I was young, I did go through a bit of a wild period. There was some drinking, some wild parties, grifting college professors - pretty standard stuff. And yes, of course, there was also some sexual experimentation, and there was one night when the tequila had been seriously flowing when I woke up the next morning with two guys and some pretty sketchy memories. I was a bit embarrassed about the whole thing and I was adamant that I would never let anything like that happen again.

  Which I wasn’t. This time, it was three guys not two, and I hadn't been drinking.

  But even though I was going into this sober and with people for whom I had genuine feelings - and whose names I knew - it was still a little surprising to find that I wasn't even nervous.

  Maybe that shouldn't have been a surprise. Why would I be nervous? This was Alexei, Nico and Christoph, and somewhere inside me I felt as if I had been wanting this to happen since moment one.

  The guys moved around me and I kissed each one, deeply and tenderly as they passed before looping my arms around Alexei's neck to invite him in for a longer kiss. I felt hands slip around my waist from behind and I gently pressed my hips backwards to roll my ass against Christoph's crotch as he undid my pants.

  Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Nico take off his shirt, revealing his extraordinary torso, before starting to remove his pants. My own pants now slid down my legs, Christoph descending with them, while Alexei pulled my top up, tugging the garment over my head.

  As his tongue slipped back into my mouth and his fingers sought out my bra strap, Christoph kissed his way up my thighs, his hands resting lightly on my hips. Reaching the top, he paused only briefly before kissing my ass through the material of my panties, then nuzzling between the cheeks with his tongue, making me gasp sharply into Alexei's mouth.

  My bra hit the floor and was joined not long after by my panties, as Christoph drew them down my legs and tossed them aside. I wondered if he would return to my now-naked ass, but instead, he stepped away to undress as Nico came over to join us. Alexei released me and I poured myself into Nico's muscular arms, moaning as I kissed his eager mouth. Between our nude bodies, his cock waved at a still impressive half-mast, and the feel of it knocking against my skin, burning like hot iron, sent pulses of desire steaming through me.

  "I want you so badly," I murmured into his mouth.

  I could have been talking to any of them and I guess he knew this as he answered. "We want you, too. But tonight is all about making you happy."

  Maybe it was selfish, but I liked the sound of that.

  Without warning, Nico swept me off my feet, carrying me in his strong arms as if I weighed nothing at all, still kissing me as I ran my hands over his muscular form. He laid me down on the bed, giving me a final kiss on the lips before he began to work his way down my body, kissing all the way. But my mouth was not empty for long, as now Christoph kissed me, standing beside the bed, leaning down over me. I rolled my eyes upwards to look along his naked body and feast my eyes on the hardening shaft of his curved cock. I reached back with my hands, not grabbing for anything sensitive - it was too early in what I hoped would be a long evening for that - but just running my fingers, feather light, along the tight lines of his ripped body.

  Nico had now kissed me from mouth to toes and was working his way back up again, but he might have to work his way past an obstacle, as Alexei, now as naked as his comrades, had rejoined the party, his tongue dipping into my belly button. Involuntarily, my gaze strayed to between his legs. That was what I remembered - Alexei was fully erect, his long shaft moving of its own accord like an animal, as strong and virile as I recalled.

  For a moment, the enormity of what was about to happen, of what I had committed to, burst upon me. Was I crazy? If there was going to be a point at which I backed out, then this would have been it, but instead I found myself excited more than nervous. I loved these men - I wanted everything they had to give. And I had already seen hard evidence that what they had to give, was a lot.

  It seemed that perhaps the guys were having a similar moment as, simultaneously, they all pulled back from me for a moment, their eyes met, and then, as one, they descended onto my trembling form.

  For the next hour - I think; I had little sense of time - my body became a seething mass of all the pleasure that three tongues, six hands and thirty fingers could lick, stroke, nibble, kiss, tweak, nip, squeeze, pinch, caress, lap, suck and wring from it. I was an instrument in the hands of three virtuoso players working as one, turning a trio into a solo. They had determined to bring me pleasure and I had decided to let them, allowing them to move my body as they pleased, going where they led, surrendering to their attentions. One minute, I might be on my back, a tongue in my mouth, two in my pussy and hands massaging my breasts; the next, I was on my front, fingertips teasing up my legs, butterfly kisses landing across my back and a finger probing at my asshole.

  I was moved up and down the bed; my legs might be in the air, flat on the mattress or across someone's back; my nipples might be licked, bitten or massaged. The location of the guys was equally random and they moved about and switched places. I could only guess who was where or doing what - the strong hands on my breasts were probably Nico, the fingers tweaking my clit were surely Alexei's, and the tongue that dipped into my bottom could only belong to Christoph. The one constant was that my pussy was never empty, between them, they made sure a tongue was always delving into me, keeping me at a fierce point of arousal and occasionally pushing me over. I wailed, I howled, I kicked the bed, grabbed at my lovers and pulled their hair as they drove me to ecstasy over and over. I wondered, in my lucid moments, coming down from another high, if they were taking it in turns to make me come. I really didn't care.

  Much as I enjoyed this, there was more that I wanted. We all seemed to realize simultaneously when the moment had come as I lay, flopped on the bed, getting my breath back. For the first time since we had started, they were letting me rest and I let my eyes travel around my options. There was Alexei, his thick cock pulsing, eager for release; Nico, a giant of a man in every sense, now running his hand up and down his massive shaft; and Christoph, his member hard as an iron pipe, fighting fit and ready for action. Where was a girl to start?

  I reached out for Alexei, taking him in my hand and guiding him between my legs. Christoph and Nico made way for their comrade and he moved on top of me, kissing me gently. I pressed the head of his cock against my slick folds and we both sighed as he pushed into my supple tunnel, sheathing himself in one delicious thrust.

  Our eyes met in a moment of intensity and we stayed like that for a brief eternity, our lips brushing, our breath hot on each other’s faces. Then Alexei started to move inside me and I felt as if the weight of the world under which I had been crushed was finally lifted from me.

  Not missing a stroke in his firm, regular rhythm, Alexei pulled away from me, sitting back in a kneeling position, his hands holding my hips. I wondered why for an instant and then smiled as Nico leaned over me and I drew him down into a long kiss. As we kissed, I felt Christoph's lips on my breasts, nipping my tight nipples, sending a shudder through me.

  I reached out to grab hold of his cock and began to beat my fist along its length, enjoying the feel of it leaping and pulsing in my hand. Next, I pushed Nico back from our kiss. I caught his eye and let my gaze travel downwards. Nico needed no more instruction, he positioned the broad head of his enormous cock at my lips and I gulped it into my mouth, attacking it vigorously and drawing strained gasps from Nico. I mewled kittenishly, not at any single element of the wonderful th
ings happening to my body, but at all of it and, more importantly, at who it was happening with.

  After a while, I released Nico from my mouth and looked down my undulating body at Alexei, his shaft still slicking in and out of me, making my pussy sing with pleasure.

  "Nico."

  I wasn't even sure why I wanted them to swap, maybe I was playfully testing their limits, but tonight, I was determined simply to follow my own desires.

  Uncomplaining, Alexei pulled out of me and Nico took his place. His broad shaft drew a high sound from the back of my throat as he stretched me, then a long groan as he thrust forward and set up a quicker, harder pace than that of Alexei. A further sensation set my nerves jangling as Christoph, careless of his proximity to Nico, slicked his tongue across my sensitive clit. The feeling was awesome, but something was missing.

  Alexei had sat back, but I now beckoned him and took him into my mouth. I tasted my own juices as I sucked at him, and behind that, the taste of Alexei. He was so strong, so masculine, I wanted to take him over the edge of sanity as he had me. Alexei cupped my head as I sucked wildly at his cock, twisting his balls with my free hand. Finally, I let up and his straining member popped out of my mouth, red and wet with my saliva.

  "Alexei."

  Nico ceased in his pounding rhythm and extracted his massive member from my tender insides. Alexei pushed back into my pussy and Nico back into my mouth, while Christoph continued to excite my body with his constant ministrations, and I beat on his cock.

  As I gulped along Nico's length, lightly biting the shaft to feel it leap, I heard Nico grunt, "Damn it."

  I pulled back so I had only his bulbous plum in my mouth, and was rewarded moments later as he came, his thick seed filling my mouth. I swallowed it all, loving the taste and the feel of it.

  I beamed up at Nico as he withdrew, a little crestfallen, and gave his cock a parting kiss.

  Alexei stroked on and on, his untiring cock felt incredibly good inside me, but I knew what I wanted next.

  "Christoph."

  Christoph didn't even try to hide his pleasure. He had been patient and that would now be rewarded. As Alexei withdrew, his strong penis as hard as ever, I pushed myself up and clambered on top of Christoph, pushing him back to the bed, and kissing him as I went. He kissed me back with loving tenderness, as he guided his urgently throbbing organ to the heat between my legs. I sat back firmly, making us both gasp in pleasure, then planted my hands either side of Christoph's head and began to ride him as hard as I could, my ass cheeks smacking hard against his muscular hips.

  "Fuck, Cat." His head fell back against the pillows, his jaw flexed as I worked him.

  I felt his hands on my ass and I guided his index finger into place, then squealed delightedly as he skewered my bottom.

  Alexei was standing on the bed and I lunged for him, sucking furiously at him as I rode his friend. Penetrated three ways, I was close to coming, and Christoph squirming a second finger into my bottom sent me rolling over the edge. I bounced up and down in a frenzy on Christoph's hips, Alexei's cock slipping from my mouth, allowing me to scream out my ecstasy. My eyes locked with Christoph's and I saw nothing but love.

  I flopped down on top of Christoph, still hard inside me, gasping for breath. Gently he rolled me onto my back and began to move again in a slow gentle rhythm.

  "Christoph..."

  As he slowly made love to me, I saw out of the corner of my eyes that Nico was fast regaining his erection and reached out to help. I felt my body surrender and I came again, clawing at Christoph’s pumping buttocks as he took me to the heights of ecstasy, his eyes fixed on mine, keen to see my happiness at his hands.

  Finally, Christoph could go no further, calling my name as he came deep inside me, pumping his essence into my pulsating body.

  I was still twitching when Christoph pulled out and Nico took his place. His cock was so hard, so thick and long, so sublime, that when he slid into me, I instantly exploded around him in a hot, wet rush.

  “Ah, fuck!”

  My channel clenched and squeezed him, and he stiffened, coming for the second time that evening, this time buried within me. I savored the heat of his orgasm for a moment before he was pulling away to make room for Alexei.

  Last man standing. His cock was thick and strong, and even after all the pleasure I’d taken, I still wanted it with every fiber of my being.

  I pulled him to me and he smiled as he slid back into me, not the leering smile of some men I had mistakenly been with, but a smile of pure joy and satisfaction. He’d already had me more than once and still felt like he’d hit the lottery to be with me. You could search the whole damn world for a man like that and I had three of them.

  "Oh, Alexei... Oh, Alexei..." I wrapped my legs about his hips, rocking myself desperately against his thrusting body. Once more - once more and I could go to my fate, whatever it might be, knowing that I had known love. And so much more. “I love you,” I whimpered. “I love you all.”

  “Cat,” he groaned. As the fireworks went off inside me once more, I heard Alexei bellow my name as we came together.

  There had been no need for words afterwards. I had expected to feel some pride at having thoroughly worn out these three men, but all I felt was quiet happiness. We slipped under the covers together and curled up like lovers did.

  But despite my satisfaction and bone-deep exhaustion, I couldn’t sleep. My mind just would not stop humming. I’d wanted this last respite so badly, and now that I had it, I couldn’t stop thinking about the end game. The one that just might let this be my life. Surrounded by these three males forever, loving and being loved.

  Except, I had to finish saving the world first.

  I left the men to their well-earned rest and, as the rest of New York City began to wake up, stole down to the lounge.

  Taking the scroll from the table, I unrolled it for the last time. Then, I read the words in front of me. They made my brow break out in a cold sweat.

  Well, shit.

  Chapter 16

  The next day was a whirlwind. The guys organized things quickly and before the sun set, we were all on a plane heading back towards Greece.

  Landing in Athens we got a connecting flight from the Greek capital to the island of Crete, the location of the Minoan Palace of Knossos where, according to myth, the hero Theseus fought the Minotaur.

  Let those series of words settle in for a sec.

  Fought.

  The.

  Minotaur.

  "Was Theseus real?" I asked Alexei as we traveled. I saw no reason to ask if the maze and the Minotaur itself were real, since I was on my way to face both and, judging by the expressions on their faces when they’d read the scroll, the beast was very real indeed.

  My stomach leapt with nerves again and I swallowed past the knot in my throat.

  Alexei nodded, as I had expected. "The story that's been passed down doesn't get it all right but the basics are true."

  "Doesn't it end really badly in the myth?"

  He nodded again, more reluctantly this time. "Myths in which humans take on semi-divine creatures always end badly. Can't have the mortals winning or people will start to think that they're better than the gods, and that would never do. Had a happier ending in real life. Depending, I suppose, on whose side you're on."

  "But Theseus killed the Minotaur?" It was nice to know that someone had done it before me, even if he had been an actual hero and it had been a long time ago.

  "So they say," said Alexei. "Though, of course, I wasn't there at the time. In a way, I'm as much in the dark as you. The real victory was finding his way out of the labyrinth. No one had ever done that. Or at least, again, that's what they say. To be honest, the idea that no one prior to Theseus thought about laying out a length of string as they went through seems a bit far-fetched to me, but what do I know?"

  A ball of string had been the first thing I had packed. Then I had gone out and bought three more balls and packed those, as well. There se
emed to be very little I could do to guarantee I killed the creature - weapons could not be taken over the threshold of the labyrinth - so I was making sure that the one element of this task I could control was taken care of. Other than that, frankly, I was trying not to think about the whole thing. I had gotten through Zeus's tasks thus far, if I say so myself, by using my brains. But I had a feeling that I wouldn't be able to grift a Minotaur.

  Not that I wasn't going to give it a try.

  Technically, I didn’t have to kill the Minotaur, or, at least, not the way I interpreted the task, and I had had some success in reinterpreting Zeus's tasks in the past. What it said was that I had to “defeat” the Minotaur, and if I could get through its maze without getting killed myself, then I would say it was defeated. The implication was that I would not be able to get through the maze without killing it - Minotaurs were apparently like Terminators; they just kept on coming for you. But I liked to think that there was always another way. That's practically the grifters' motto. I didn't know what that other way might be yet, but I would keep thinking.

  The guys, meanwhile, had been trying to find some loophole that would allow them to accompany me into the maze. They weren't having much luck. Partly, because Zeus had made this clear, unequivocal and not open to broad interpretation. Partly, because, as ever, the guys were not grifters by nature - too scrupulously honest.

  We arrived on Crete with a couple of days to spare, checked into a hotel, and set-up what Nico referred to as “Minotaur Crushing Boot Camp”.

  "This is when and where we teach you how to handle a Minotaur," he announced.

  "You've fought a Minotaur?" I asked.

  "Well... no," Nico admitted. "None of us have."

  "The lessons here at Minotaur Crushing Boot Camp are largely theory-based," said Christoph.

  "But inspired by sound principles," Nico added, trying to be optimistic.

  "Well, I need all the help you can give me." Although the five days afforded me by the task had given me the option of more “quality time” with the guys, the idea had never even been raised. We had all tacitly agreed that this was not the time. It didn't feel right, especially after the beautiful catharsis of our “last night together”. Best-case scenario, there might be another such night when all this was over. Worst-case scenario, we had had our perfect moment, and could face the end of the world knowing that.