Page 44 of Badmouths & Bards

“That’s it,” Ameriden groaned, guiding Tala’s mouth up and down his cock. “This what you wanted? Wanted both of us, greedy girl? Fuck, you’re a mess—ah, love it when you moan around me. Fuck, Casi, her throat feels amazing.”

Tala was trembling around him, knees shaking with every harsh thrust against her. The noises she was making as she swayed between them was driving them both mad. The feeling only intensified when Casimine’s eyes met Ameriden’s. Desperate, Casimine leaned over Tala’s back, reaching for his lover. Ameriden met him halfway, free hand tangling in Casimine’s hair as he drew him in for a kiss.

When Ameriden had worked his way to Casimine’s mouth, Tala began to shudder and suddenly Casimine felt her seize. Her muffled moan and clenching alerting him to her release as she grew louder and louder. The sensation was enough to send pleasure into his groin, pushing him into his release with a harsh groan. Casimine rutted helplessly into her until he had nothing left to give her.

Her body was trembling, even as they broke apart and at some point during the whole ordeal, she had pulled her mouth free from Ameriden’s cock. Drooling, panting and half curled over, but still reaching for the muscular bard.

“Can I fuck you?” Ameriden asked, not quite pleading but the closest to it.

Weak from her second climax, Tala could only nod. She didn’t protest when Ameriden pulled her up, setting her in his lap with her back pressed against his chest. He lined himself up, cock pressing into her pussy and sliding through a combination of Casimine and her own wetness with a hiss.

When he was fully seated inside of her, Tala whimpered, clutching his forearm as he began guiding her up and down his length with ease. She was wide open to Casimine’s gaze, the sight obscene and stirring the lust inside Casimine once more.

“Fuck, you feel perfect.” Ameriden pressed a kiss to her shoulder.

“Isn’t she?” Casimine crawled forward, rubbing his hands along the top of Tala’s thighs as he watched his lover take her apart.

Her gaze was half lidded, face lost to the pleasure Ameriden was giving her. She was beautiful and broken and everything Casimine swore he would keep in his memory long after it was over. Tala’s mouth parted, hand raised in his direction as if he was too far from her. Like she needed him just as badly as she needed Ameriden’s cock.

As Ameriden continued to rut inside her, Casimine bent low, taking her pert breast in hand. The brush of his fingers or perhaps Ameriden’s bruising pace had her writhing into him. Casimine was helpless to leave her alone, lips quickly closing around her firm nipple while the other reached between her legs. When he found her clit, Casimine circled around it. She groaned, a curse escaping as her fist caught in his hair.

“Give us another,” Ameriden cooed against her ear. “Beautiful girl, let me feel you come around my dick.”

The moment the words hit Tala, Casimine finally brushed her clit. Firm, insistent strokes that had Tala bucking as she wailed, her voice carrying throughout the room. Ameriden’s answering groan echoed her, and Casimine watched with satisfaction as more of their combined release spilled out. By the time their hips slowed to a stop, Tala looked beyond wrecked, tears glistening at the corner of her eyes. Casimine kissed her cheek and she shivered, hand still caught up in his hair. He was surprised she hadn’t yanked it out with how strongly she came.

When Ameriden pulled out, Casimine was quick to push their release back inside Tala. He kissed Tala sweetly when she cried out from over stimulation, soothing but firm.

“You were so good for us,” Casimine praised. “A sight to behold.”

“Our perfect little bodyguard,” Ameriden agreed. “How you feeling, sunshine?”

Tala looked blissful, though she was still shivering in the aftermath between them.

“Like I’ve been fucked within an inch of my life. Somebody better clean me up and get me breakfast or I’ll beat the shit out of both of you.” she grumbled.

Casimine shared a smile with Ameriden.

Chapter 19

Taldesa

Tala liked to believe that the reason they were being so sweet was because she threatened them and not because she let them fuck her into the new age of Ordia.

She was quiet as Ameriden summoned water in his hand and used it to dampen the soft material of one of the blankets. Not a single complaint escaped her mouth as Casimine pulled the coffee table closer, setting the breakfast basket she had picked from the inn’s kitchen that morning onto it. When Ameriden dipped the damp blanket between her thighs, she winced slightly from the over stimulation, to which he rubbed her thigh as an apology. And when Casimine offered her a piece of cheese from the same fingers that—while clean now—had been rubbing her clit in the last hour, she only opened her mouth.

Whether the water Ameriden used was magical, Tala wasn’t sure, but she admittedly felt a lot cleaner by the time he was done. Ameriden was quick to clean Casimine up as well, pressing an affectionate kiss against his forehead.

He does this for Casimine all the time. Cleans him up after he makes a mess out of him.

The last time Tala had been with someone it had been a half-drunk affair. A meeting in the woods against a tree that had been over too soon and had lacked any kind of post communication. The asshole hadn’t even kissed her goodbye before he pulled his pants up and made his way back to the festival.

She wasn’t used to someone wrapping a blanket around her naked body because they were worried that she was cold. There had rarely been anyone after to cuddle, let alone two grossly affectionate bards who each hooked an arm around her and took turns feeding her apples, bread, and cheese.

Do not get used to this, Tala thought. This was a one time thing and it’s going to be over the minute you walk out that door.

“You both good?” Ameriden asked.

“The extra magic took it out of me. I’m definitely going to need a nap,” Casimine sighed against Tala’s shoulder. “But I’m all right. Tala?”