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Beverley leaned back on her elbows, moaning in appreciation at Hyacinthe’s talented techniques as she bit lightly along Bev’s labia then nipped her clit. Her hips jerked up in response, exactly as Inigo’s had done then, again, just as he had done, her hands reached for Hyacinthe’s head of their own volition, clasping that silky softness, pressing her pussy up to Hyacinthe’s knowledgeable mouth.
Cinthe sucked Bev’s clit, pulling on it, elongating it as she pushed three fingers deep into Beverley’s channel. The fingers curved up, scraped her sweet spot and Beverley shattered into a million pieces as the orgasm that had been so close exploded over her.
Beverley let go of Hyacinthe’s head and she lifted her sparkling blue gaze to Bev. She pressed a tender kiss to Bev’s forehead then collected her equipment and took it through to the bathroom.
Then she was back and the three of them climbed under the bedcovers.
“I really enjoyed that. I’ve wanted to play with you both for so long,” said Hyacinthe.
“I enjoyed it, too. I’d never even thought about being shaved, but you did it so very well. You’ll have to give me a minute to recover before I can return the favor,” replied Inigo.
Beverley nodded. She was quite surprised to realize that once she’d gotten over her pity party at having to get undressed, she’d forgotten all about her body shape and enjoyed the genital shaving, too.
Chapter Three
The three snuggled together for a long time, talking idly, and Inigo told them about the missing plants, warning them he’d been told to say nothing, but wanting them both to keep an eye out and tell him later if they saw anything unusual.
“Thank you for trusting me with the information, Inigo. I won’t betray your confidence,” said Beverley.
“I think you were right to tell us. Three sets of eyes are better than just one,” added Hyacinthe.
“I can’t think who would do this or why. It has to be someone working for a nursery though. Maybe stealing to order for a customer or something,” said Inigo.
“That sounds logical. Likely a specialty nursery. It sure is weird,” said Beverley.
“There’s one person here who hasn’t had an orgasm yet. Shouldn’t we be working on that?” asked Inigo, running his hand up and over Hyacinthe’s ribs to gently cup a breast. His hand was large, the skin a little roughened from his work and it felt very, very good on her sensitive flesh. It’d feel even better if he pinched her nipple, but she had plans for what happened next.
“Hmm. I was thinking double penetration. You in my cunt, Inigo, and Beverley in my ass with the strap-on.”
“Oh, that sounds like an awesome plan.” Inigo sat up and riffled through the drawer, handing Beverley the strap-on dildo and a tube of lube and fishing out an electric-blue, textured condom for himself.
He rolled the condom over his cock, which had already grown to an impressive size, then lay down again and tugged Hyacinthe over his body. At first she teased him by sitting poised over his cock, allowing only the head inside her, but soon the need to be taken overcame her and she slid down his thick shaft, loving the way he stretched and filled her.
As soon as he was fully seated inside her, he held her flat against his body, his hard chest against her soft breasts, so Beverley could lube Hyacinthe’s ass.
Hyacinthe waggled it happily. Oh, she was going to have fun. This would be awesome, the two of them in her together. This was exactly what her fairy blood had been demanding, and she was excited that Beverley and Inigo had come together so well. She could hardly believe how easily they’d blended their actions and tastes, uniting into as threesome so painlessly. They’d liked the same movies, they’d eaten the other’s food with appreciation and contentment. The signs were incredibly hopeful for them to become a true triad. Her life was so good right now. Her dearest wish was about to come true.
Beverley smoothed the cool gel into her ass, making every little nerve ending sit up and beg for more. Meanwhile Inigo was kissing her and playing with her breasts. The man could certainly kiss. His lips were soft but firm. His actions possessive but charming. He was dominating, but didn’t take away her personhood. All in all, his kisses were like a drug she couldn’t get enough of.
Hyacinthe rolled her hips, dragging Beverley’s fingers around her rear passage and Inigo’s cock around the walls of her channel. Oh that feels so good.
She went to move again, but Inigo grabbed her hips and held her still. “Nuh-huh, honey. Let Beverley get you nice and ready so we can get this show on the road.”
“I’m ready, I’m ready. Come on in, Bev.”
“Yes, your channel is soft and stretched now so I think we can change it up here,” replied Beverley.
The dildo pressed against the tight rim of muscles and slid into her ass just the tiniest bit before Beverley paused. But Hyacinthe didn’t want to wait. She wanted, needed to be fucked right now. Determinedly she pushed back on the dildo, taking it deep into her hot back entry, reveling in the feeling of extreme fullness, of being stretched just to the edge of pain.
“Shit! Cinthe, be careful,” warned Beverley.
“Well, quit stuffing around and fuck me. Both of you,” demanded Hyacinthe.
“Shall we oblige the lady, Bev, or should we make her wait a little longer?” asked Inigo with a laugh.
“It’s time, let’s do it,” replied Beverley, working her hips so the strap-on slid back out, stopping when just the head remained inside.
Inigo waited for a heartbeat then he began to withdraw and Beverley slowly pushed back inside.
