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“Correct,” I growl.
Himeros nods. “But in all other ways, you would surrender to us.” Pothos joins him, his hand wandering along her bare arm in a precursor. “We will woo you, bathe you, pleasure you,andtrainyou to receive Eros. While I cannot deny there will be some discomfort in the discipline, you will have nothing but the utmost of rapture, sweetheart.”
“I—” she hesitates, chewing on her inner cheek before nodding at Himeros. “Yes, I would surrender. But…”
“Conditions are more than permitted in these types of relations. Speak your terms.” His hands leave her cheeks as he lowers his chin in a subtle bow.
“No spankings from either of you. I-I only want Eros to do those things to me,” she concludes while circling back to my side.
“Yes, Aradia…” Pothos confirms. “I feel your longing for him, sweet girl. Your longing for only his hand to burn your backside. Rest assured, we would not break your boundary.” Himeros nods his confirmation.
“And I need more than one day.” She roves her gaze over all of us, including Crescendo. “I can’t just…not tonight. But if the date is accurate, then it means in one week, it’s Valentine’s Day. I know, I know…” she says before I can roll my eyes. “We don’t have to call it that.
“It can be something else. Like a rewrite. But the celebration of love is special to me. Like if someone gives you a heart-shaped piece of paper they crafted speaks to how they thought of you—made something with their hands. Or they took time out of their day to buy something for you. I always found it meaningful, Eros,” she explains. “How one small gesture of love could brighten someone’s day and lift their spirits. I believe it’s one of the purest forms of love in the world.”
Butterfly. She’s spreading her wings. And they shimmer with the birth of a new horizon.
“The Day of Hearts,” I conclude. “All Hearts Day.”
“If it is to be a few days prior, sweetheart, then let our conditions be us preparing you every night.” Himeros sets histerms. “We will fill you with Longing and Desire for our brother. We will train you, be with you at all times. But…”
“But?” She pursues her lips, her breath catching.
His eyes warm as he presses his lips into a smile. “You will have no release until Eros fucks you, fills you, and loves you for the first time. If need be, you will be bound and spread-eagled to prevent any touching of your lovely little sex. And if you do come without permission, you will be punished.” While the question is directed to her, he locks eyes with me. His way of confirming with me. And I give my assent. “Is that clear?”
She nods. “Y-yes. But what happens after?” She turns to me.
“After?”
“After you’ve fucked me for the first time, Eros. They won’t just leave, will they?” she wonders, her eyes glossing over.
“Aww, sweet girl…” Pothos gushes over her longing needs and cups her shoulders. “We cannot say how long we will stay. But we will grant you these days and nights.”
“And…?” She flushes more.
With a dark chuckle, I sweep her into my arms, kiss her hard, then finalize, “When the time comes, Butterfly, whatever else you desire will be granted. And all three of us are the best at knowing what those desires and longings and loves are. Witnessing and experiencing.” A faint fantasy glimmers in my mind—of the three of us taking her at the same time.
For the first time in forever, I can’t wait for Valentine’s Day. The Day of Hearts.
27
“I’d say a punishment is more than due, wouldn’t you, Himeros?”
ARADIA
Valentine’s Day*Day of Hearts* Morning
I’m convinced the three Erotes have driven me to a state of temporary insanity.
The kind that has led to a great amount of crying and begging and trying to compromise before my shrill and strident screaming. I told myself I could be strong. I made the deal to wait for later. And I fully agreed to let them woo me, prepare me.
Ever since, I have hardly seen Eros. I can’t fathom what he’s been doing these past few days, but Desire and Longing have kept me busier than ever. Training.
I haven’t gone a single moment, waking or sleeping—or bathing—where something has not been shoved up my holes.Every other hour, they seem to pull out some new toy to use on me with the stipulation that I do not climax.
Every moment, I’ve been stuffed, not allowed to even lower my fingers to give my chronic-gushing pussy some relief. They even escorted me to a tea party with the ghosts, where I spent the whole time with a clit sucker, a vibratingandrotating silicone anal bead extension, vibrating kegel balls, and the clamps they used that day.
I don’t even want to talk about the nightly enemas.
