“Fucking dicks deserve it for not giving me space. The only one I cuddle is Cecily,” Derrick complains, while rolling me over him so I’m in the middle. Klaus immediately snuggles up to my back, and places kisses along my neck and shoulder. Derrick, not wanting to miss out, trails his fingertips up my stomach to my breasts.
He teases at my nipples and I let out a moan. “Finally, I get the morning attention I want!” Klaus smiles against my neck before nipping at my pulse point. Derrick replaces his hands with his mouth, worshiping my nipples with kisses and grazing teeth.
I turn my head so I can capture Klaus’ lips with my own. As we kiss, his hand slowly descends toward the apex between my legs. Just as he travels over my hip bone, the doorbell to our suit goes off. The noise I make sounds like a mix between a frustrated whimper and an angry goose. Can’t a girl get a morning orgasm without having to work for it or get interrupted in the middle of sexy time?
If the bell was a musical jingle, I’d just ignore it and carry on with my morning delight. The sound, now going off for a second time, is an obnoxious buzzer. Alex set up a system where casual callers have a regular bell to press, and a second bell for when my presence is needed right away for a royal matter. So basically, it’s a drop everything signal. Derrick groans, and Klaus sounds pained when he says, “Fuck. I’ll get it.”
He jumps from the bed and adjusts his cock so it’s not obvious we were in the middle of getting it on. Derrick cups both of my breasts and in an Alex-like move, he whispers, “I’m so sorry we were rudely cut short. I’ll make it up to you later.” He presses a kiss on each one, then flops back onto the bed, his shorts tenting with his straining cock. As turned on as I am, I appreciate him not working me up further when we can’t continue. My nipples are so hard they hurt, and my pussy has been dripping almost from the moment I woke up.
I contemplate relieving the pressure myself really quick when Klaus strides into the room. “A coven of witches has shown up. They claim they were led here by mother nature.” Holy shit! This is amazing. Since the witches have become more similar to humans, they wouldn’t have the memories to know who they are like their shifter counterparts. We’ve been working on a plan of how to find them to reunite them with their lost magic.
Now they’re here on my doorstep. I jump from the bed and rush for the door. Klaus catches me by the waist and pulls me back as the sound of Derrick laughing his ass off reaches me. “Clothes, Cecily. You have to get dressed before going out there or I’ll be forced to kill whoever’s on the other side of that door.” His possessive growl sends a fresh wave of lust flowing over me.
Alex pops his head out of the doorway of his lair. “Angel, how many times do we need to have this discussion? No one else gets to see your gorgeous body but us. Good thing Marcus isn’t here, or you’d have to take your spanking before leaving.” He shakes his head, wearing a naughty smirk, before going back to work.
Klaus’ arms are still wrapped around me, and as I try to head for the closet, he doesn’t release me. “You’re distracted, Cecily. I know you want to rush off and meet the coven, but you won’t be at your full potential if you leave in this state. I’m sorry we were interrupted before properly taking care of your needs.” He presses a cool kiss on my heated cheek, and I let out a whimper at his implications.
He’s right. The only times I almost run out naked is when I’m too flustered in a lust haze to have a clear mind. “Klaus,” I say on an exhale. It’s a statement, a plea, and a question all in one. “I can’t make them wait just because I desperately need an orgasm from my mate.”
Alex shouts out from his room, “There’s always time for orgasms! What happened to ‘a Queen is never late’?” Knowing Alex, I can hear the eye roll in his statement.
Klaus’ voice turns disapproving. “See. Always time for an orgasm. Why are you fighting what you clearly need? You can’t always put everyone else before yourself. You’re important too and your needs have to be met just as much as your people.” He nips my ear before his tone drops and drips with sexual energy as he commands, “Now let your mate take care of you. I’ll be quick.”
His hands trail from my waist, up my sides, until he’s lifting my arms and places them around his neck behind me. My skin is so sensitive, I can detect every curve of his muscles pressed to my back. I close my eyes as his lips brush along my neck and he begins to suck. The progress of his fingertips leaves a trail of goosebumps. He may have claimed to be quick about it, but he’s also not rushing through it either.
When he reaches my slit, he lets out a moan. “I don’t know why you try to deny yourself so much when the proof of your need is dripping down your thigh.” Once again, his tone is disapproving. Like I’ve let him down by trying to ignore my sex crazed hormones. “Cecily, I know it’s been hard for any of us to keep our hands to ourselves for long, and you’re trying to get used to it, but considering our bonds are still trying to make up for lost time... you can’t be ignoring the call like this. Stop feeling guilty for not sacrificing at every opportunity.” His words are like a missile, striking me right where its impact will create the biggest explosion. He’s right, and I can’t do anything but nod my head and lick my suddenly dry lips.
“I love you, Cecily, and I hate it when you fight me when I’m just trying to take care of you.” His nose runs along the curve of my neck until he’s placing a kiss below my ear. My toes curl, and his fingers spear within me as the heel of his palm grinds into my clit.
“Klaus,” I whine. I meant to tell him that I love him too, and I’m sorry. Apparently, my mouth had other plans. A screech of the floorboards has my eyes springing open once more. Derrick’s standing before us, dressed in black slacks and a blue button-down shirt. His sleeves are rolled up to the elbows and the fabric is straining against his delicious muscular form. My pussy clenches at the sight and I’m not sure how it’s possible for me to drip even more, but Klaus’ fingers make a squelching sound as they piston in and out of me.
My nipples tingle, remembering the attention Derrick was giving them just a short while ago. His eyes are hooded as he prowls toward me. My legs go weak when his gaze roams over my form. Everywhere he looks is like a light caress. When it lands on Klaus’ fingers, he bites his lip and speeds up his approach. As if he knew the moment Derrick’s eyes landed on his hand, Klaus set a punishing pace. His fingers sliding over my g-spot with the perfect amount of pressure. His other arm bands around my waist, holding me in place. In a fluid movement, Derrick steps before us, and his possessive grip wraps around my throat.My mates have picked up a few moves from each other.My hands fly up to his forearm with a savage grip, holding him in place. His gaze holds me entrapped, and emerald orbs command me without any words crossing his lips.
Come for us.
Now.
As a roaring train, my orgasm comes hurtling toward me. Suddenly, I don’t want this to be quick. I want to enjoy every moment of my two mates working together to bring about my release. Derrick must see the moment I decide to fight off the sensations flooding me, because his hand squeezes. My airway is restricted, and a sharp pinch is delivered to my nipple. The resulting pleasure has me teetering on the edge. The moment they both synchronize their commanding growl of saying my name, I’m powerless to resist. My body shudders with the overwhelming sensation of my orgasm. My pussy locks down on Klaus’ fingers, refusing to allow him to slide free of my grip.
My legs fail me and offer no support at all. I’m only held up by Klaus’ arm around my waist and fingers in my clutching cunt, along with the grip Derrick has on my throat. The latter still holds power over my gaze, neither of us breaking it as wave after wave rolls over me. As I regain control over my body, Derrick leans in so his lips hover over mine in a sweet tease. “Time to get going, Precious.”
Wait. What? No!
Disappointment floods through me. I suddenly don’t want to rush out to my Queenly duties. More than anything, I want to bask in my mate’s attention and surrender to the desires we have for each other. Especially since they’re currently working in tandem. I’ve had a small taste of what it would be like with more than one of them at the same time, and it’s overdue for me to enjoy the full effect. My tongue darts out, licking along the seam of my lips. “Not yet, Derrick. I have two hard cocks screaming for my attention, and I’d be remiss to ignore them.” I palm his length as my ass grinds against Klaus’ hardness.
His head is already shaking before I get a satisfactory handful, and he’s pulling on my wrist. A wave of magic floats over my skin, cleaning away the sheen of sweat covering me. The soft caress of fabric settles over my form, covering my body from the temptation it serves him. Derrick just flashes me his sinful smirk as he watches my pout. My eyes narrow, some choice words slither to the tip of my tongue. Before they can be delivered, Klaus speaks up with a slap to my ass, “Stop stalling, Sunshine. We promise to give you some more two-on-one action later. This was just a teaser to clear your head from distractions.”
Promises, promises, more fucking promises. “I swear, if I had an orgasm for every time one of you fucking promised me something this morning, I wouldn’t be a horny mess constantly,” I seethe, storming toward the door. When I’m two steps away, I realize Derrick isn’t following, so I turn back around and tug him by the hand to follow me. My historian has been devoting his time lately to researching the witches he could find and will be invaluable to have with me as I meet this newly arrived coven.
Chapter 14
Cecily
The walk to the garden is long enough to provide me enough time to burn off most of my ire. The rest is smoothed away with reassurances from both Derrick and Klaus being sent through our mate bond. I want to be irritated with them trying to influence my mood, but I can’t find it within myself when they’re doing it out of love. My emotions, or maybe its hormones, are still working on finding balance now that I’ve completed all five of my bonds. It’s a challenge to navigate through, but more than worth it.
A sweet floral scent blows past me on the breeze, teasing at my blonde strands. Over the past two weeks, a chill has been blowing in. The heat of summer is being pushed south as fall winds bring a crispness to the air and the darkness of night brings a steep drop in temperature. ‘Winter is coming’,as Alex likes to say in a gravelly tone.
Derrick and I make our way down a path, passing a bed of sunflowers as we head to the center gazebo where the coven is waiting for us. They requested an audience outside, one I was happy to grant, knowing they wanted the comfort they gain from being immersed in nature. My mate wraps his arm around me and leans in to whisper in my ear. “You look fierce in that dress. I know Alex is normally the one to throw out roleplay ideas, but I wouldn’t mind finding you a pair of glasses so you can play my secretary in our office. I ache to bend you over my desk and kiss a trail up your thigh as I slide your skirt up.” His description is cut off with a panicked nudge of my hand.
