Total pages in book: 55
Estimated words: 51407 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 257(@200wpm)___ 206(@250wpm)___ 171(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 51407 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 257(@200wpm)___ 206(@250wpm)___ 171(@300wpm)
I share one last look with Rusalka before I’m swept away in Zhenya’s enthusiasm. I’ll find her at the end of the night, if not before. The concept of ethical non-monogamy was strange to me at first, but the longer I’ve been here, the more it just fits us. At this point, it’s just the parties that we attend on a regular basis, but if that changes in the future, then I have no doubt we’ll talk it through and find the best past forward for us—and any partners we engage with.
It’s a…relief…to know that one person doesn’t have to be my everything the way I was taught. I love Rusalka with everything I have. That doesn’t change the way my heart flutters a little with Zhenya’s hand in mine as ze leads me to where Danik and Feofan sit on a love seat, a glass of wine in each of their hands. “They’re finally here!”
Danik smiles at me, flames dancing along his skin. “Inna only arrived a few minutes ago. They’re hardly late.”
“I’m impatient. Let me live.” Zhenya wraps zir arms around my waist and props zir chin on my shoulder. I can feel Rusalka’s gaze on us, and it makes me squirm in the best way possible. All of the succubi and incubi in the room notice it. How could they not when they can sense my desire? Zhenya presses a kiss to my cheek. “Gods, you all bring me so much joy.”
I reach up with suddenly shaking hands, and I swear every person in the room focuses on me with a level of attention I can feel like a physical touch. I lift the birth control pendant—a gift from Azazel—from over my head and set it down carefully on the table next to Danik and Feofan’s chair. “I’m ready.”
No one responds with words, but magic charges through the room. When we discussed this party and how it would be different than past ones, Rusalka and I decided that we’d like to have the Insomnior Court be part of the process in a very real way. All except Zhenya agreed—ze said “Not me, love. I’m happy being bibi to all the little ones and not have any of my own.” Ze is still here, of course. Zhenya loves a party more than most and wouldn’t miss this for the world.
Feofan takes my hand and tugs me down to straddle him. “You look lovely tonight.” He cups my hips as Danik shifts to stand behind me, replacing Zhenya. I catch sight of them drifting over to Rusalka, to sink between her spread thighs. Our gaze meets in a charged moment that makes me shiver.
This is happening.
If everything goes to plan, tonight I’ll end up pregnant with a baby that’s ours. Mine. Hers. The Insomnior Court’s. The entire territory’s. To be loved and cherished and raised with the option of being territory leader after Rusalka steps down. But only if they want to. They will be raised with an abundance of love that still baffles me on my bad days. They will never be taught to feel shame for something that is natural and hurts no one.
Danik skates his hand down my stomach to part my robe, and Feofan anticipates him, already stroking me between my legs. I don’t need succubus or incubus magic to call the surge of desire I feel in response. It’s all me. It’s all joy.
I lose myself in their touch, in my touching them in turn. Pleasure ebbs and flows in a lazy seduction that only makes everything hotter. Especially when Danik’s lips brush my ear and he says. “We’d like to take you together.”
Together.
I shiver, already nodding. “Yes. Absolutely.”
Feofan laughs softly. “We thought you might say that.” He tugs me down until his cock presses to my entrance. “Relax, darling. We’ve got you.”
Relax. An impossible task when I’m quivering with anticipation. We’ve done this before—Danik and Feofan, yes, but also Rusalka and Inna and other combinations. It’s become one of my favorite things. I lean back against Danik as Feofan works me down his cock until we’re sealed together. A blush works its way through his light-brown cheeks, his flames dancing higher around us. “Now Danik.”
Neither of them have chosen to be particularly massive tonight, but there’s two of them and the fit is tight enough to throw back my head. At least until I feel the very familiar sensation of Rusalka’s attention on me. Of their flames reaching across the distance to stroke my face.
I open my eyes to find them watching me, their eyes heavy-lidded with pleasure as Zhenya licks their pussy while Inna fucks ze from behind, holding zir hair back so I can see clearly how ze works Rusalka with zir tongue. It makes me shiver, which in turn makes Danik and Feofan moan in pleasure.