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“So, did they go over orgies in those Saturday morning classes?” I asked casually. “Or was it more of a ‘figure it out as you go’ kind of thing?”
“You are a menace to society,” Dare grumbled, pausing his pacing and awkwardly adjusting himself in a feeble attempt to hide his hard-on.
“It’s a genuine question,” I protested, trying and failing to suppress a smirk. “Grace has all of her bonded now; I feel like group sex is an important issue to gain clarity on.”
Wild shook with silent laughter, but Bullet was watching me with surprise and some hesitancy on his face, and I knew he and I were overdue for a chat, especially after we’d come so close to losing him. I didn’t want to live with any regrets.
Grace came on Wild’s fingers with a muffled cry.
I could chat with Bullet later.
Wild bent his head, kissing Grace’s neck as she slowly came down from her peak, before withdrawing his hand and spinning them around so she faced us.
Grace blinked blearily at us, eyes glassy and cheeks flushed. Fucking beautiful.
“Well?” I teased. “What’s the verdict on orgy lessons?”
“They did cover it a little. Sort of. They said that every group was different, that there was no right way of doing… things,” Grace replied, her voice a little slurred.
“How open-minded of them,” I replied drily, making Grace and Bullet laugh. “How would you feel about experimenting a little, Gracie? You know there’s no pressure.”
Well, Dare was breathing like he was in labor, but he could always go jerk off in the bathroom.
“Aren’t we already experimenting?” Grace asked, shooting me a wry smile. “I just came in front of all of you.”
“Hardly,” I scoffed. “We didn’t see anything. You shy, Gracie? If you want to just lie back and relax, and let those nerves disappear, I’ll set Dare on you. You’ll forget all about being shy.”
“Set me on her,” Dare repeated derisively, semi-doubled over next to the wall. “Riot, remember when you used to work for me and spent your days making me coffee and cleaning up after me? I miss those days.”
Bullet grinned, eyes darting between us, giving me a sudden flashback to our school days when it had just been the three of us against the world. “Is this some kind of dominance test?” His voice lowered, mimicking a nature documentary narrator. “And here we see the Philotes daimon on the cusp of going into heat, asserting his dominance over the posturing Moros…”
“I’d laugh but my dick is about to fall off,” Dare groaned, while Wild shook silently behind Grace as he encouraged her towards the bed, more amused than I’d ever seen him.
“Come here,” Grace said with a soft smile, reaching for Dare as she perched on the edge of the mattress. “I never want you to be uncomfortable.”
He tried to play it cool and saunter over to the bed, but it was hard to walk cool with a steel pipe between your legs, and in the end he did something between a strut and a waddle, shooting me a very clear ‘shut the fuck up’ look as he went.
Grace didn’t make him wait though, scooting up the bed to make room for Dare as he crawled over her, a look of fierce hunger in his eyes. His mask of politeness was slipping slightly, showing the sex daimon underneath as he picked up her wrist, running his tongue possessively over the tattoo he’d inked on her skin.
“I need you,” he rasped, lowering his hips and grinding against her. Wild, Bullet and I all seemed to be holding our breath, waiting for Grace’s response, watching the bond like hawks for signs of discomfort.
“You have me. You can always have me,” she murmured, spreading her thighs wider to accommodate him. “Take what you need from me, Dare. I want to be what you need.”
“You are,” he mumbled into her neck, still mindlessly humping her like an animal. This wouldn’t do. I didn’t hold it against him—he was practically OD’ing on lust—but Grace deserved a little more finesse than Dare currently had on offer.
“Get him on his back,” I instructed Grace, making my way over to the bed. “He’ll be embarrassed if he comes in his pants.”
Dare made some muffled sound of protest, face buried in the crook of Grace’s neck, sucking love bites onto her skin, but my Gracie was a good girl, and she listened to my instructions. She clamped her knees either side of Dare’s hips, smoothly rolling them until she was straddling him, and Dare groaned loudly as her weight bore down on his cock.
“Let me take the edge off,” Grace whispered, anticipating my suggestion as she shifted down Dare’s body and pulled his cock free of his trousers. He bucked up eagerly into her hand as she spread precum over her palm before fisting his shaft, throwing her hair over one shoulder so it was out of her way before bending down to lick his tip.
Bullet exhaled heavily, fidgeting slightly as Wild prowled toward him, sitting right next to him on the bed.
I leaned my legs against the end of the bed, reaching forward to slide my hands up the back of Grace’s legs, while she began bobbing over Dare’s lap, a small surprised moan escaping her as I began sliding her dress up over her hips. She was quite a sight—ass up in a pair ofsoakedblack cotton panties, no trace of shyness to be found. I crouched down, pressing a kiss against the globe of her ass that made her squirm, before sliding my hand between her legs and stroking the damp gusset of her panties.
As much as I wanted to dominate Grace’s attention, Dare was thrusting wildly into her mouth, clearly running out of self-control, and I didn’t want to distract her.
“I’m going to come. Shit, I’m definitely going to come. Grace—” Dare gasped. She swatted his hand away as he went to pull her head off, stilling to swallow. That was enough being patient on my part. I wrenched Grace’s panties down to her knees, collecting her wetness and dragging it up to her clit. Grace released Dare’s still-hard cock, letting out a breathy moan as I began rubbing circles around her clit just the way she liked, her hips rocking back against me.
