“Yes, Mistress,” I whisper.
“If you want to watch, little Zuri. Then you’ll watch.” She moves back to sit on the couch and smiles at Alaric. “You’ve been so very good, lover. Would you like a taste?”
He’s already moving, kneeling between her thighs and lifting her dress. He doesn’t bother to take off her panties, merely tugs them to the side and lowers his head to her pussy.
The picture they make. I could come from watching them alone.
Ursa reclines against the couch, her legs spread, looking like nothing more than a queen on her throne. Alaric’s head moves between her thighs, his hands moving up to clutch at her hips even as he moans against her.
That’s when the toy inside me buzzes to life. I jolt, but there’s no escaping it. It vibrates against my clit, a pulsing motion that has me biting my lip. The part inside me is moving, too, a rolling motion remarkably like a fingertip flicking against my G-spot.
I can’t help it. I moan. “Oh gods.”
“It’s not the gods in control of your pussy right now.” Ursa is a little breathless. “It’s me. Your pleasure is in my hands.”
I shift, trying to flee how good it feels. “I…” I’m gasping, and I can’t look away from where she laces her free hand through Alaric’s hair, lifting her hips to grind against his mouth. “I’m going to come.”
Instantly, the vibrations change. It’s not enough to pull me back from the edge, but it keeps me from coming. I sob out a breath. I’m not sure if this is a gift or further punishment. “Mistress, please.”
“You have your command.” She holds my gaze as she sets the remote down and then drops her other hand to Alaric’s hair. Ursa closes her eyes and leans her head back against the couch, effectively dismissing me.
It stings.
It only makes this hotter.
“Use those clever hands of yours, lover,” she murmurs.
Alaric instantly obeys, shifting enough to push two fingers into her. I can see it perfectly from where I sit, the way he spreads her, how her desire coats his fingers, the flick of his tongue against her clit even as he fucks her with his fingers.
All the while, the toy in my pussy pushes me closer to coming.
Ursa orgasms, and I lose it. I cry out, writhing even as I try to keep my eyes open because I don’t want to miss a moment of this. The vibration of the toy shifts again, and now I’m sobbing because it’s too much but I don’t want it to stop. “Please, Mistress!”
“So disobedient.” She sounds only slightly out of breath. By the time I get my eyes open, she’s rearranged her dress and Alaric kneels at her feet. She touches the remote, and the vibrations finally stop. “Come here, Zuri.”
Every time she says my name, it feels like an intimate caress. I carefully scoot off the stage and stagger the few feet to her. She catches my hand and reaches between my legs to ease the toy out of me. “I’m disappointed.”
Against all reason, tears prick my eyes. “I’m sorry, Mistress. I tried.”
“Our Alaric was putting on a good show for you and you missed the culmination of his hard work.”
“Doesn’t feel like work,” he murmurs without looking up.
Ursa’s lips twitch, and she shakes her head. “You’ll have to make it up to him. Come. Sit.” She tugs me into her lap. I tense for half a second, but Ursa is having none of it. She sits forward until her breasts press against my back and arranges me the way she wants me to be, my legs on either side of hers, my hands at the small of my back, pressed against her stomach. She crooks a finger at Alaric. “Up, lover.”
He rises and that’s when I realize where this is going. Ursa wraps a fist around his cock and uses that hold to pull him closer, until he’s standing between our spread legs. “Fuck her mouth.” She lowers her voice. “If this gets to be too much, tap my leg with your foot. Do you understand?”
“Yes, Mistress,” I whisper. Alaric isn’t small, though it’s not as if I have a lot of material to compare him to. Even so, giving him a blowjob in bed when I’m on top is very different from this. From him fucking my mouth. Maybe I should be intimidated, but all I feel is a frantic buzz of anticipation. I want this. I want everything the three of us do together.
I tilt my head back a little and part my lips.Chapter 27AlaricIf ever there was a moment that I want to snapshot and keep forever, it’s this one. Ursa’s hand around the base of my cock. Zuri’s mouth closing around the head. The two of them so close together. For the first time since this all started, I’m completely at peace. It didn’t even take Ursa beating me to get me there. The background buzz of my thoughts and guilt eases with each inch Zuri takes.