by Eva Delaney
He glanced down at his rod with a curious look.
“So you get to ride my ass.” Thankfully, it was no longer sore from wearing a spelled butt plug for a day.
“Yarr, I’ll fuck your mouth until you drool and moan helplessly,” Sammy said.
I trembled in pleasure from his words and hungry, hot stare. Lucky for him, I was as dirty as he suspected. Maybe more dirty than he suspected. I could probably out dirty the pirate…though we wouldn’t get a chance to find out. I shoved that thought away.
“Oscar, lie down, I’ll levitate you.”
He didn’t hesitate to close his eyes and fall backward. With a finger twitch and a word, I floated him off the ground as though on an invisible bed. With another word, Sammy, Shakes, and I lifted off the ground to join him.
I stood over Oscar with a foot on either side of his hips. His gaze trailed over my hard nipples and dripping slit with a look of wonder. I smirked and dropped to my knees, sliding my pussy around his shaft as I did.
Oscar gasped, and his hands grabbed my hips.
His vampire cock was cool like a glass dildo and sent a tremble through me. He’d grow warm as my pussy clenched and worked him. I dropped to my forearms, so I was face-to-face with him and my ass was up in the air.
“Come on, Shakes, ride me,” I ordered.
Shakes sucked in his breath. His hands grasped my hips, pushing Oscar’s away. The vampire settled for my waist just under my breasts.
“Huh, it is self-lubricating,” Shakespeare said behind me. He pressed his tip to my rear opening, circling it, making my asshole wet, making it relax and open for him. I moaned against Oscar’s mouth, tasting my own wetness on him.
“I’m ready,” I said as I felt my ass open wide.
With a grunt, Shakes thrust balls deep into my asshole. I arched my neck, crying out in pleasure. I thought it couldn’t get any better, but his cock vibrated against my asshole. My eyes rolled into the back of my head.
A hand knotted in my hair, holding my head upward. Sammy knelt before me, his knees on either side of Oscar’s head, and he thrust his cock into my mouth.
Since this was mouth fucking, the extension for clit vibration had pulled back inside him, leaving a long, thick shaft that tasted of saltwater and something uniquely Samuel. I moaned around his cock, and he laughed. “I knew ye wanted to suck on this.”
His hand knotted in my hair, as he thrust in my mouth. Shakes’ hands dug into my hips as he rode my ass. Fuck, I could feel that all the way up my spine.
Oscar was the last to start, but he was new to this. He raised and lowered his hips. His special, curved cock stroked my g-spot with each thrust.
I screamed in pleasure, the sounds muffled by Sammy’s delicious cock. I dug my nails into Oscar’s shoulders. The men moaned like a chorus, each one a different key, each one making my pussy clench.
Shakes’ cock fucked me so hard and vibrated so delightfully that I felt it in the back of my neck. My whole body quivered. My inner muscles rippled and clenched around Oscar and his sweet, g-spot licking cock. I moaned, muffled by Sammy’s cock filling my mouth.
The orgasm made me helpless: screaming, shaking, clenching. I thought it would never end. I had never had an orgasm that lasted this long. Or maybe it was multiple orgasms that came so quickly they blurred into one long body shaking, mind-blasting wave of pleasure.
Oscar’s eyes scrunched up as his cock twitched and jumped inside me. He tilted his head back and—holy fuck—opened his mouth to take Sammy’s balls in.
Sammy moaned long and loud and pulled his cock back, leaving just the tip in my mouth. I licked and sucked his head like I was dying of dehydration and his cum was the only moisture available. His cock twitched, growing even harder in my mouth.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” Sammy said as he came, filling my mouth with salty, sweet cum that I was happy to swallow.
Oscar moaned around Sammy’s balls as his cock twitched and his hips rose. He spilled his cum deep inside my still rippling pussy.
“Oh, that you are an open arse, and me a poperin pear,” Shakes shouted, whatever the fuck that meant. With one final thrust, he filled my ass with cum—and stopped vibrating.
I would have collapsed on top of Oscar if not for Shakes' hands on my hips and Sammy’s hand knotted in my hair. They held me in place as though they weren’t done with me, as though they wanted more.
Well, so did I, but after a chance to rest my slit’s muscles. They were overworked like I had been trying to deadlift dumbbells with my vulva.
“That was worth a three-hundred-year wait,” Sammy said.
Chapter 24
I went outside to pee in the little waterfall where the magical spring emptied into the river. “Sorry, magic spring,” I muttered. “But if I piss anywhere else, a wolf might smell me out. Plus, I don’t want a UTI. That’s the last thing I need while on the run.”
Hurrying back in, I mumbled a word to re-levitate myself. I curled against Oscar’s side, my head on his cool shoulder. Shakes settled against my back, spooning me with his hand tucked against my stomach.
“Ahhh fuck yeah,” Sammy said as he stretched out on Oscar’s other side. He reached one arm across the vamp’s chest to rest his hand on my tit. His other one knotted in Oscar’s hair. Clearly, the pirate had enjoyed that ball sucking, I thought with a smirk.
Cuddling among the three dildo men, I didn’t want to fall asleep. They’d be gone by the next night, and I wanted to spend as much time as possible with them. I wanted them to experience a bit of life before theirs ran out. But somewhere between those thoughts and their warmth, my eyes fell closed.
I woke to find my leg slung over Oscar, Sammy’s leg slung over Oscar and me, and Shakes’ ass against mine as he snored gently. We still floated in the air. The simple spell was easy to hold even while asleep.
My mouth tasted like sandpaper, so I slipped out of their holds and sat up. Sammy bolted upright, leaping to his feet on my unseen air platform. “Who’s there? I’ll kick ye off the plank.” He blinked and looked around.
I reached across Oscar and shoved Sammy’s hip. His arms whirled as he tried to keep his balance. “Yarrr—” he tumbled off my platform and into the pool with a splash.
Shakes yawned and rubbed his eyes. “What the bloody hell?”
“Time to wake up,” I said. I had no idea what time it was. All the light in the cave came from the silver-blue glow of the pool. But no matter the time, these guys didn’t have much of it left.
I scooted forward until my feet slid off the invisible bed, and I dropped to the stone floor.
Sammy emerged from the pool like a mermaid, whipping his long hair back in an arch.
“Mmmmm,” I said.
He glared at me.
“Did you enjoy walking the plank?” I asked.
“I’ll enjoy spanking yer plank.”
“You sure do talk about asses a lot.”
He smirked at me and winked.
I snorted, then knelt at the water’s edge to dip cupped hands into the water and bring them to my lips. I had a water bottle in my backpack, but it wouldn’t be enough for us three humans. The warm, tasteless water didn’t bother me. I’d drank worse while on missions to steal objects for Ram. Alyssa and I once hiked across the Gobi Desert to find hidden relics from the old Silk Road. When we got lost and ran out of water, we had resorted to drinking filtered piss. This magical pool water was downright pleasant in contrast.
Shakespeare and Oscar climbed off the levitating bed too, so I dropped the spell with a flick of my pinky. Shakes knelt by my side to drink from the pool.
“Oscar,” I said, turning my head to watch the vampire. He looked even paler than he had last night. “You need blood.”
He shook his head. “I’m okay.”
“Ozzy—”
“I’m fine!” he snapped.
I sighed. I didn’t know what happened to vamps who went too long without blood. I had never met one who was reluctant to feed when someo
ne was offering. Too bad my period was a week away. He could have lapped that up. I’d like it, and he’d get to eat guilt-free. Win-win.
But he wouldn’t be here in a week, would he? I shoved the thought away. I’d deal with that later. We still had time together now.
I turned back to the pool, and Sammy stood in front of me, my face nearly touching his chest. He grabbed my shoulders and yanked.
My face smacked into the water, followed by everything else. I twisted in the pool until my feet caught the bottom, and I broke the surface, coughing and sputtering.
Sammy laughed as I wiped my wet hair out of my eyes.
“Ye needed a bath after we were done with ye.”
Fuck, the mention of our orgy made my slit throb. “Are you saying I’m dirty?”
“The dirtiest,” Sammy said and smirked.
I grinned back.
Shakes slipped into the pool while Oscar watched, holding his pants in front of his crotch.
“Come on, Ozzy,” I said. “Everyone here has already seen your junk. I’m sure your cool skin would soak up this heat.”
“Like yer cock soaked up her heat,” Sammy said and winked at Oscar.
There was that pussy throb again. This dude was a sploosh pirate, making me sploosh all over so he could lick it up and ride me.
Oscar stared into the distance, then nodded as though deciding something. He dropped his pants and slipped into the pool with the rest of us. The blue-silver glow of the water reflected off his pale skin like moonlight off snow. His freckles stood out red-brown against his skin.
Sammy wrapped his arms around me from behind and pressed his erection against the curve of my ass. “I should get to ride yer cunt this time,” he growled against my hair.
Yep, sploosh pirate, here for my booty.
“I have an idea. If you want in my slit, then get in all the way.”
“Mmmm,” Sammy growled. His hands fell away from me, and I turned to see him in dildo form floating in the water, clit hugging vibrating extensions and all.
I laughed. All right, let’s see how this worked.
Water forced up into the vagina wasn’t the smartest thing, so I grabbed him and hoisted myself onto the edge of the pool.
Oscar’s mouth dropped open. “Again?”
I shrugged. I rested one foot on the edge of the pool and leaned back, pressing Sammy’s head to my opening.
He moaned—the dildo actually moaned.
“What’s it like?” I asked.
“Like my entire body be as sensitive as my dick head.”
“You’ll like this, then.”
I worked his head around my opening and raised my gaze to Oscar and Shakes who watched, unblinking. Shakes’ cock poked out of the water as it arched toward his stomach.
Their gazes and Sammy’s head on my opening had me wet as fuck. I slid Sammy inside me—all of him.
He moaned inside me, and the vibration of his voice rippled along my inner walls.
“Ohhh shit,” I groaned. I positioned Sammy’s two extensions on either side of my clit so he hugged it.
“Vibrate, Captain,” I ordered.
“Aye, Captain,” he said, his voice muffled by my own pussy.
He vibrated on my clit, and I arched my back in pleasure. My slit clenched around Sammy.
Fingers rubbed my hard nipples. I lowered my head to find Oscar standing in the pool between my legs with his hands on my tits. He was gaining confidence and taking initiative already.
I shoved my hand into his hair and yanked him close, devouring his mouth with mine. One of his hands moved from my chest to my thigh, stroking the sensitive skin. I grasped him close and peered over his shoulder at Shakes, who watched with one hand grasping his cock.
“Ozzy, do you want it in the ass?” I gasped between my quick breaths.
He moaned against my neck. I took that for a yes.
I raised my brows at Shakes, who raised his back at me. He walked through the pool until he was standing behind Oscar. I grabbed the Bard’s hips and pulled him closer so that his cock pressed against Oscar’s crack. The vamp’s hand tightened on my thigh.
“Are you both sure?” I asked.
“Please,” Oscar moaned. “It’s my only chance…”
Shakes nodded and then grinned. “Next time, I get to fuck pussy, Juniper.”
I smirked. “I promise.” I grabbed Oscar’s ass in both my hands, slipping my fingers along his crack and pulling his cheeks apart so he stood open and waiting. He trembled against me, one hand massaging my aching nipple, another rubbing my thigh. The latter quivered from his touch and from Sammy turning my slit to one big pile of quaking pleasure.
“Tell me when you’re ready,” Shakespeare said. With one hand, he guided the head of his self-lubricating cock to Oscar’s ass. With his other, he reached around Oscar and grasped my shoulder.
I grabbed Oscar’s hair and yanked his head back to devour his mouth. Between my legs, Sammy moaned, and each time he did, it sent another ripple through my inner walls.
Oscar pulled back from my kiss. “Yes, do it.”
He tensed and gasped as Shakes pushed inside him.
“That’s the tip,” Shakespeare said. “Do you want more?”
Oscar’s eyes bore into mine, wide and wondering and hungry.
“Well? Do you want more?”
He closed his eyes. “Yes,” he moaned.
Shakes pushed closer to Oscar and me as he slowly slid inside the vamp’s ass. Oscar tilted his head back and moaned. “It’s better than I thought it would be.”
I bit his lip and kissed him. His lips still tasted of my pussy from the last session.
Tangled together on the pool’s edge, Sammy worked my clit and pussy. Oscar kneaded my thigh and stroked my nipple while Shakes fucked his ass. Watching Shakes’ face as he thrust and feeling Oscar quake with pleasure made my pussy clench around Sammy.
I bit into Oscar’s shoulder and gripped his ass as the orgasm rippled through my every muscle. Sammy trembled inside me and moaned. I wondered how he would come, if he could, given that dildos didn’t ejaculate. At least, his model didn’t.
Oscar gasped and arched his back, going tense against me, his ass quivering under my hand. For the first time, I got to see Shakes’ orgasm face, his eyes closed, his head tilted back, revealing his long neck. He bit his lip, and it made me want to bite him too.
All at once, Shakes jerked and sighed. Oscar’s body relaxed, his face falling forward and nuzzling in my hair. Sammy grunted and went still. My inner muscles rippled for another moment, the orgasm slow to fade away.
“Sam, did you come?” I said.
“Yarrrr,” he said, and I took that to mean yes.
We stayed tangled together for a while. I didn’t know how long, didn’t really care. Eventually, the need to piss drove me to break us apart and pull Sammy from inside me. I tossed him into the pool.
He shifted back to human form, then stumbled forward. Shakes grabbed his shoulders to hold him upright.
Sammy’s gaze found mine. His eyes were wide and dazed. “It was like I was an orgasm that lasted for hours.”
I chuckled. “You’re welcome.”
“I definitely get to do that next,” Shakespeare said.
After pissing and cleaning up, I sat on the edge of the pool with my legs in the water. I was going to be walking with a limp for days after all that. Hell, I could still feel Shakes’ cock in my asshole.
Behind me, Oscar argued with Sammy about the value of reading. “Okay, look at this,” the vamp said.
I glanced over my shoulder. He sat on the ground with my laptop on his crossed legs. Like the rest of us, he was completely naked. Bob’s phone rested on the stone floor next to him to tether to its data connection.
“This will show you the adventure stories you could enjoy if you knew how to read,” Oscar explained.
The computer’s speakers played a familiar theme song. “What’s the story, Wishbone? Do you think it’s worth a l
ook? It kinda seems familiar like a story from a book.”
I chuckled to myself.
Sammy peered at the screen. “It’s a dog wearing people clothes!” he exclaimed and pointed.
“Yes and he’ll tell you the story of Treasure Island, a book.”
“Hahaha, the dog is like people,” Sammy said. His smile vanished. “Ye’re sure this dog ain’t enslaved and living in the devil box?”
“Yes.”
“And thar ain’t no evil wizards in here?”
“There’s not.”
Sammy hesitated. “Yarrr.” He grabbed the laptop from Oscar and settled it on his own lap.
I smiled and turned back to the pool. Shakespeare, naked as fuck, strolled back into the cave and sat on the pool’s edge next to me. I took his hand in mine.
“Hahaha, the dog talks!” Sammy said.
“All dogs talk and dress up in the twenty-first century,” I said.
“No, they ain’t! Sometimes dogs visited the cliff where me crew and I lived. Ain’t none of them talked, though…some did wear little coats.”
“You see? They probably didn’t talk because they were too busy running around and sniffing.”
Sammy was silent for a moment, as though thinking. I glanced over my shoulder. He looked at Oscar.
“It’s not true,” the vamp said.
“I knew it!”
“You thought it was true for a moment,” I said.
“I ain’t falling for your spells, ye enchantress!”
“You already have.” I winked at him before turning back to the water.
“It’s dark out there,” Shakes whispered to me.
I tensed, my heart stopping for a moment. “Time’s almost up. Don’t tell them.”
“I didn’t plan to. Promise me you won’t try to retrieve the relic that will bring us back. Promise me you’ll keep running. You’ll live long and happy and find other men.”
I clenched my hand on the edge of the pool.
Shakes moved closer to me so that our shoulders and thighs touched. He pushed a strain of hair behind my ear. “We were meant to be, June, my love. The timing was just wrong.”
“Four hundred years wrong.”
“The course of true love never did run smooth.”
