She grinned. “Only if you wish it.”
“Glad we can be honest with each other.”
He pushed the rest of the way into her. Lorelei surrendered to him with a loud, grateful moan. They were slow and gentle and consumed with mutual desire. Her condition forced them to control themselves, but that hindrance became a blessing of its own. Animal passion had to be restrained; deep, abiding love took its place instead.
They were together this way for a time, with Alex holding her steady and controlling everything but her intense emotions. Lorelei’s submissive streak only heightened the moment for them both. She gasped and moaned, utterly unafraid to share her vulnerability with him. She wanted him to know the effect he had upon her. Wanted this intimacy.
“I want to face you,” Alex said finally. They slowed, holding together for a long moment before Lorelei withdrew and turned.
“My love,” she murmured. There were joyful tears in her eyes. Lorelei slipped her legs around him, drawing him inside her once more while their gaze held. Alex held her up in the tub, letting her control their pace with her hips. Lorelei’s hands came to the sides of his face as she kissed him.
Somewhere in that kiss and the intensity between their legs, their embrace and their passion, they both began to ignore their surroundings. Neither of them heard the rustle of black pants and a faded black t-shirt falling to the floor nearby. Nor did they hear the newcomer’s breath, every bit as heavy as theirs. Nor did they notice the pair of bare, shapely legs that entered the tub behind Alex.
Distracted by their intimacy, they only gradually became aware of Rachel’s presence. Alex felt the hands upon his shoulder, but didn’t realize at first that Lorelei’s were already occupied. The succubus was similarly distracted, and wasn’t aware at first of the difference between her lover’s touch and the angel’s caress along her arms.
“Don’t you dare stop,” Rachel breathed into Alex’s ear as she melted up against his back, arms and legs sliding in around him. Her voice was shaky with bliss. “I want it and she needs it. So good.”
Rachel stayed wrapped around him, occasionally daring to stroke Lorelei’s arms or shoulders. Soon the succubus took one of the angel’s hands in hers.
The pace did not quicken, but the blood certainly did. Alex and Lorelei breathed louder, and so did Rachel. His embrace tightened, as did theirs. Lorelei ground against him harder, wanting everything he had to give inside her. She sang out her orgasm as it approached, knowing his would coincide. Behind him, her head turned with her cheek against his shoulder, Rachel began to pant in time with them.
They came together, unable and unwilling to deny themselves and one another. Alex flooded Lorelei within as she began to spasm and lose control. Rachel clung to them, riding it out as joyously as either of the other two. The pleasure overwhelmed the trio. Alex continued to climax with Lorelei for a long time. Rachel stayed glued to his back, moaning in pleasure.
The rush subsided. Tension slowly passed. The three sank physically and emotionally into one another’s embrace. “Holy fuck,” moaned Rachel, easily the loudest of the three in their shared passion, “you two are incredible.” Alex still held Lorelei, with Rachel clinging to him from behind. She rested her head on his shoulder.
“Welcome,” Lorelei whispered, giving Rachel’s hand a slight squeeze.
The angel heard it as it was meant, both seductive and heartfelt. There was no mockery, no irony. “Thank you,” Rachel said, kissing Alex’s shoulder.
“Hi,” Alex mumbled.
“Hey. You don’t have to let her go, y’know,” Rachel murmured. “I can’t believe I’m saying this, but I’m good either way.”
“Excellent,” Lorelei smiled coolly. She kept her legs wrapped around her lover and, shamelessly, around Rachel. “I hoped we would be able to share space peacefully.” Alex opened his mouth to say something, straightening just a bit as if to pull away, but Lorelei’s hands running through his hair ruined his train of thought. “Sssshhhh, lover,” she hissed. “Remain with me.”
A shudder ran through him, and through Rachel. The angel wasn’t so susceptible to the demon’s powers of suggestion, but she still experienced the sensations it drew from Alex. She raised her head curiously, enjoying the continued pleasure but wondering at Lorelei’s game.
The succubus smiled wickedly at her while she spoke into their man’s ear. “Slow down. Enjoy me. Enjoy us both.”
Rachel’s eyes fluttered. Everything Lorelei did felt very good to Alex, and therefore to her as well. The suggestive influence seemed unnecessary. “Why are you doing that to him?”
“To make a point. I will never give him up, Rachel,” Lorelei said in smooth, quiet, even comforting tones. Alex moved against her, keeping all three of them riding on a physical high, but Lorelei was more than able to think and act clearly regardless. “Alex is my love, my first and best friend, and my prey. The question is whether or not you can accept this?”
Rachel opened her mouth to speak, but found her words overcome by a groan as Lorelei’s embrace tightened around the mortal between them.
“Lydia spoke one truth,” the succubus hissed. “I have held back on Alex. At first, it was out of weakness, but now I simply don’t want to break him. There’s less worry about that with you here…but I must know if you can accept me for what I am.”
The angel was as utterly helpless as Alex. She knew it, and so did the demon. Love made the succubus no less ruthless. “I know you love him,” Rachel whimpered with pleasure. “I’d never come between you two.”
“But you must,” Lorelei countered. “Alex and I share total intimacy. Would you not have to take away from some portion of that in order to have yours?”
“No.” Alex was hardly even a part of the conversation. His mind was there, but his body felt too good to do anything but cooperate with Lorelei’s urgings. Rachel had no doubt that Lorelei could control him like this at her whim. That she hadn’t done so already said a great deal about their relationship. “We can have ours without taking from you. I don’t want to take from you.”
“What of his other relationships?” Lorelei asked. “What if he continues with Onyx? Or Molly? I suspect that was bound to happen even before we appeared in his life. Do we allow that to continue?”
“Doesn’t bother me,” Rachel exhaled.
“Consider, then…He dreamt of marrying me once. A sexual fantasy, but the thought exists nonetheless. Yet he could not if it would hurt you. He couldn’t let you go. Would you consent to that? Would you still be his lover?”
Rachel realized that it could have been her arousal talking, but she didn’t see anything wrong with that at all. “You’d have to…write…pretty unique vows…”
“And if the situation were reversed? If he married you, would you tolerate me as his lover and mistress?”
“Yes,” Rachel groaned. She honestly couldn’t tell if that was better than the previous proposition or not.
Lorelei tauntingly licked the side of Alex’s neck before she looked at Rachel again. “How can you be so sure that you will be able to accept all of this?”
The angel’s eyes widened. Mustering every bit of willpower she had, Rachel pulled Alex off of Lorelei and pushed him aside in the spacious tub. Lorelei had just enough time to blink before Rachel planted a deep, passionate kiss on her mouth.
Lorelei had never been meant to enjoy the embrace of a benevolent soul. All her long life, men and women of virtue were predisposed to avoid her, while pursuit of her purpose as a succubus steered her away in turn. She discovered in Alex all the joys of genuine, selfless love. It held all the allure and excitement of forbidden fruit and all the warmth and comfort that defined good in contrast to evil.
Then she learned what it was like to be kissed by an angel.
Alex sat alone in bewildered bliss as the angel and demon attacked one another with increasing passion. By the time the pleasant fog cleared from his mind, things between Rachel and Lorelei had escalated considerably beyond kissing.