Lorelei held her close as Alex rose. He stepped into their embrace, waiting patiently with Lorelei as Taylor calmed down. “There’ll be a lot of that,” he said, “if you like.” Taylor’s only answer was a deep, passionate kiss.
She then twisted around, pulling Lorelei into a similar kiss. Taylor breathed, “I want you both so much.” She looked back at Alex, her trepidation a distant memory and her excitement only building even after her orgasm. “And I want to taste you.”
He took her hand and led her to the bed with Lorelei following close behind. As Alex lay back on the bed, propped up a bit by the pillows at its head, Taylor slipped into a comfortable spot between his legs. It surprised him somewhat when she resumed her previous task with hardly a pause. He certainly didn’t object.
She hadn’t considered what role Lorelei would play in this until she felt herself guided to her knees with her legs parted. A mind-splitting, wonderful tongue caressed Taylor’s labia, parting them and teasing her inner flesh with inevitable rapture. Taylor let out a loud, uncontrolled whimper while she continued sucking on Alex’s cock. She gave up any attempt at holding his gaze. Her eyes closed as she focused on her own intimate task as if to help her hold on against the blissful assault between her legs.
It didn’t do much good. Taylor couldn’t help but come for Lorelei’s experienced tongue. Alex stroked her hair, whispering to her how beautiful she was as her body shuddered and her mouth sucked even harder on his flesh. When her spasms finally subsided, Taylor threw all the resultant energy into what she was doing. Lorelei continued licking and kissing her, but Taylor could ride that now, deriving pleasure from it while giving to another. She began to hear Alex breathe and groan the way she had, until finally she felt him tense up. She accepted the result without hesitation or displeasure. As Lorelei said, it was like magic.
When they parted, Alex gestured for them both to come close. He shifted to kiss Taylor, then Lorelei. Taylor soon found herself on her back between them. “I can’t believe this is happening,” Taylor murmured. “I know saying that is totally cliché but it’s true.”
Alex just grinned. “I want you,” he said simply.
“I’m not going anywhere. Soon as you’re ready.”
“He’s ready now,” said the seductress now trailing kisses across her breasts.
Taylor glanced down as Alex got to his knees, shifting around. “How can you already be up for more?” she murmured.
“Magic,” he grinned, sliding her legs apart for himself.
“He’s very talented,” Lorelei winked.
As he caressed her lips with the head of his cock, Alex asked, “How long can you stay?”
“Monday morning. You can both have me as much as you want ‘til then.” It was as much a confession as an invitation. She didn’t see how she could ever muster the willpower to deny either partner.
The thought was only reinforced as Alex pushed inside her. Taylor moaned out loud, reaching up with one hand to take his while her other arm was draped around Lorelei. He started slow and stayed that way for a long while, which suited her just fine. He took some getting used to, but even that was a joy.
There was also the spectacular woman looming over Taylor on her hands and knees, indulging her with all sorts of affection. “He’s not leaving you out, is he?” Taylor asked her softly.
“No,” Lorelei murmured slowly. It was then that Taylor could see Lorelei’s closed eyes and satisfied smile. “We’ve made love all day and last night,” she explained. Her voice carried the tremble of a woman enduring a great deal of gratification. “He has longed for you. I find that he has excellent taste. But no, my love does not ignore me at all.” Taylor then realized what Alex must be doing with his free hand. Lorelei confirmed it with a low moan and the slow bucking of her hips against Alex’s touch.
The sensation of constant penetration was overwhelming. Between long, luxurious kisses from Lorelei, Taylor looked up at him to drink in the sight of his face as he enjoyed her. The only truly coherent thought that she could hold while he and his girlfriend made love to her was that this had been a very good decision.
* * *
The suite was quiet and dark. All the sounds of passionate, generous lovemaking between three people had been reduced to the soft coming together of two. Lorelei settled down on top of Alex with a long and loving kiss, enjoying the feeling of him inside her.
Alex looked to his left. Taylor lay sound asleep with a slight smile on her lips. “She will not awaken without a little encouragement,” whispered the succubus. “You will need to sleep, too, but I wanted you to myself first.”
“Thank you for this,” Alex said.
“Oh, it wasn’t for you alone,” Lorelei grinned. Her skin had taken on a decidedly red tone once Taylor drifted off. Small, curved horns jutted out from just below her hairline. He smiled broadly at the sight. He had feared they would be large and unattractive, but as it turned out they only enhanced her image of wicked beauty. As with her tail, he doubted he’d see much of them, anyway.
Lorelei made no mention of it. “She came looking for you,” the succubus noted.
“Because you told me to confirm I’d be there in a way that she’d see it. And you arranged this tonight.”
“And tomorrow,” she grinned promisingly. “And tomorrow night. She is hungry. This is by no means over.”
“So, like I said, thank you.”
“You’re welcome.” She continued to grind against him. “I do not expect she will want a formal relationship or commitment,” she cautioned. “She’s no one’s harem girl. But I suggested she had certain freedoms with you. I hope I have gauged your feelings accurately.”
“Yeah,” Alex nodded. “I’ll have to talk to her.”
“I will find time to leave you two alone,” Lorelei murmured. Gasps and soft whimpers punctuated her words. “Intimacy requires some privacy.”
“I want to tell her everything, Lorelei,” he said. “The guys know. She deserves to know, too.” Lorelei nodded. Alex added, “She’ll probably freak out, though.”
“I can help with that,” Lorelei offered. “No brainwashing, just an allaying of fears until she hears everything.”
“You like her, too, don’t you?”
A naughty smile crept across his lover’s face. “Yes. I would enjoy having her to myself a little, if you would approve. I swear to take good care of her.”
“How am I ever supposed to deny you?”
“Wise man,” Lorelei whispered into his mouth as her kiss descended upon him.
Chapter 14:
The Ambrose Gang ruled the county for two years-right up until the night that the piano player at the Royale wanted to die.
Nobody wanted to face down fourteen hardened gunmen, especially ones with hands as swift and steady as the Ambrose boys themselves. They commanded the sort of respect that comes from abject fear. They had money, power and the freedom to rape, rob and murder with impunity. Poppa Ambrose even seemed to have a high placement in the coming state government all sewn up with bribes put in all the right pockets. They had it all.
The only mistake came when Danny and Whitney Ambrose and Oscar Jameson decided on a night of drinking, whoring and playing cards.
“Why the hell ain’t he playin’?” Danny asked. He sat at the poker table with his cousins, gun on his hip and a bottle in his hand. His erstwhile sidekick, Oscar, was upstairs with one whore or another. It was a busy enough night; most of the seats in the saloon were filled, but it just wasn’t the same without music. Across the saloon floor, Tom just sat at his piano staring at the keys.