Onyx rolled her eyes and then leaned back against him, letting Molly resume her naughty work. “Shut up and grope me,” Onyx sighed happily.
The need to keep a steady pace for Molly only intensified his need for release. It was a long, sensuous road to orgasm for him, and for Onyx, and on the way to Molly’s second. None of them finished together. All three were happy to keep at it until the scales were even.
* * *
“I have better sex than any angel ever,” the breathless blonde declared to the ceiling. Spread out on her back and utterly ravished, Rachel’s body bore everything from hickies to bite marks to slight red trails of blood from Lorelei’s talons. Only the bottom sheet of the bed remained; the rest sat on the floor in a torn and slightly wet pile. There were still a few candles lit, but the well-loved angel gave off more than enough of a glow to illuminate the room.
“I could say much the same for myself,” murmured Lorelei. She returned to the bed with a pair of champagne flutes, kneeling beside the angel to offer one glass and clinking it in a silent toast before she took a sip of hers.
Rachel sat up only long enough to down her glass in one move. She tossed it over her shoulder lightly enough that it landed on the carpet without breaking it. The succubus put her hand on her chest then, shoving her down onto her back again and straddling her at the hips.
Lorelei towered over her. She kept her glass in one hand and claimed one of Rachel’s breasts in the other. The angel just arced her back to meet Lorelei’s grip. “Mh. You’re amazing,” Rachel sighed.
“I had help tonight,” admitted Lorelei.
“Help that you trained,” the angel grinned.
“I find the role of mentor delicious,” Lorelei mused after another sip. “But we shouldn’t discount his own natural talent. Or his passion. Or your influence.”
“Hah! If it was just me and him, it’d be wham, bam, thank you ma’am every night and… well. Whatever.”
The words faded away from her. Lorelei looked down curiously. “What is it?”
“I don’t like thinking of it being just me and him,” Rachel said. “I wouldn’t give him up for anything, but… I could never give you up, either.”
“Nor I,” agreed the demon. She looked at Rachel with thoughtful affection. “Sometimes I almost forget which of us is older.”
“Age and mileage, right? You’ve been through a lot more than I have.” Rachel paused. “You’ve endured more. Overcome more. I like thinking of you as the older one. The one with more experience. I don’t think you’re ever gonna know how much I look up to you.”
“We all hold one another in a certain degree of awe. All three of us.”
“Yeah. Yeah, we do.”
Lorelei fell silent for a moment. “You would have told me everything.”
“Yes. Still would. Y’know, with the right persuasion.”
“You must not. This is unconditional,” Lorelei said, gesturing to the disheveled bed. “I am unconditional. For you, and for him.”
“I know. I get that now. I’m just sayin’… I’d put myself in your hands anytime. For as long as we’re both still around.” She slid her fingers along Lorelei’s arm.
“Even if I play rough with you?”
“Oh, especially if you’ll play rough with me,” grinned Rachel. “You had me goin’ with the roses and the candles.”
“Tonight has been no less romantic for me,” shrugged Lorelei. “There is trust. Intimacy. Pleasure.” She tossed her empty flute onto the pile of torn sheets. Lorelei laid down atop Rachel, wrapping her in a warm embrace and intertwining her legs with her lover’s.
The soft kiss they shared contrasted sharply with the raging needs of the last few hours. Rachel trembled as Lorelei brushed her fingers through blonde hair. “Can I be underneath you forever?” Rachel asked.
“I’ve much too deep a submissive streak of my own to be on top forever,” smiled Lorelei, “but we could surely alternate every century.” She saw a troubling thought pass over Rachel’s eyes. “No, Rachel,” she said soothingly before her lover spoke. “I will not let him go of old age, either. We will find a way.”
“Might have to be naughty about that.”
“You’ve never struck me as the type to adhere well to every rule.”
“No. Maybe not.” They sank into another kiss, but Rachel could not hold it long. She broke off in a loud moan of surrender. “Oooh, holy fuck they’re at it again,” she grinned joyfully.
“Did you think this was finished?” smiled Lorelei.
“I thought they might be. I knew we were just taking a break. Damn, this is like being in bed with four people all at once.”
“In a way, we are.”
Rachel breathed heavily and writhed against Lorelei, feeling every bit as good as if their other lover was within her. “You knew this was coming, didn’t you?”
“I did. You receive only his pleasures. I gain this, but also feel his desires.”
Rachel shuddered. “Who is it now?”
“Onyx. Again. They are making… arrangements.”
Rachel’s hands slid down Lorelei’s back to clutch at her ass. “Luckiest angel ever.”
* * *
Beautiful as Onyx was from the front, Alex found the view from above and behind perfectly appealing. She had a great back, after all, and an even better ass. She pushed it back against his hips, taking his full length inside her and sending his heart pounding again.
The view of Molly pleased him, too. She lay on her back, her head in a pillow and her panting face in an expression of ecstasy as Onyx licked and kissed between her legs. Her eyes fluttered now and again, alternating between total surrender to her lover’s intimate kiss and eager delight at the carnal visual of Onyx being taken from behind right in front of her.
By now, they all shared some measure of satisfaction. This new session was less about need and more about opportunistic indulgence. The ladies delighted in their new playmate’s stamina and were glad to take full advantage. Given what they could offer, Alex was quite happy to cooperate.
He held back in his thrusts, savoring Onyx and allowing her to concentrate on her task. He watched the rise and fall of Molly’s pleasures, smiled as Onyx shifted one hand up to clutch at one lovely breast, and like Molly occasionally closed his eyes and simply enjoyed the beauty between them.
While she knew Onyx was enjoying the hell out of her other partner, Molly had no complaints at all about the favors she received. Familiarity and shameless love coupled to provide a wonderful bout of oral service. Onyx went gently at first, knowing how well-attended Molly’s pussy already was tonight, but she also knew when to get serious. Molly let out a grateful, somewhat breathless moan when Onyx pushed her tongue into her, relishing the intimacy as much as the sensations. She whined in the brief moment it took Onyx to replace her mouth with a couple of fingers, but when those digits turned upward and began gently stroking exactly the right spot within her, Molly found herself off to the races again.
Her climax was almost as loud as before, though without quite the same tone. After hours of play and several orgasms drawn from her by both partners, Molly was close to exhaustion. “Lay there and take it” had been Onyx’s instruction, and at this point it was all she could do, anyway. She happily rode out her body’s spasms and let Onyx stimulate her all she wanted to extend her bliss.
As she so often did, Onyx followed up her ministrations with soft kisses and caresses all around Molly’s center. For a moment, Molly even forgot they had extra company. Then, as the pleasant fog cleared, she sensed the rhythmic movement of her lover back and forth against her legs and hips and remembered why.
Her eyes opened. Onyx remained on her knees and elbows before her, grinning lustily as Alex slowly fucked her behind. Molly had only one problem with that, and it was the “slowly.”
“Hey,” she sighed, “you can be rougher with her than that now.”
She saw the flutter in her lover’s eyes as Onyx heard her words, and noticed that the way Onyx rocked back and forth against Alex had already become more pronounced. Molly also saw Alex grin a little. “You sure?” he asked.