Beth floated above the ground in an upright position. Her arms were spread wide and her head tilted back. She wore a beatific smile and when she opened her eyes, they blazed with a violet light. He sank to his knees, his eyes brimming with tears. Later he’d castigate himself for being less than manly, right now he couldn’t contain his joy that Beth lived, despite her actions.
I honestly thought I was going to die. I lay there face first in the ground and listened to Lana sing, cursing my stupidity.
When the boys arrived at my call, it broke my heart to hear the anguish in their cries of battle. I wanted to lift my head and tell them I wasn’t gone yet. But that took too much effort.
Instead, I closed my eyes and in the greyness of my mind, the tingle that was Limbo became more pronounced. Having my blood bonded with the soil of this place had deepened my connection with it, and more than ever, I could sense the life that brimmed just below the surface.
As my heartbeat slowed, I realized what it wanted. Me.
The answer, so simple would have made me laugh had I not rested on the brink of death.
I agreed to the terms.
My choice made, the snowball I set in motion started rolling and changing the world as we all knew it.
The pain that bit so deep into me faded as my body knit itself back together, a gift for the deal I’d made. My heart sped up and the hard ground beneath me disappeared as the power I set in motion lifted me up. I opened my arms wide and took what Limbo, almost an entity in itself, gave me. My lips curved into a smile as it taught me what I needed to know.
Then I opened my eyes and beheld the new realm-my realm.
The first thing I noticed was the color-vivid color everywhere, but on the heels of that I saw the stricken faces of my lovers. Poor Simon on his knees, and Gene, looking grey under his tan.
“You are in so much trouble, my darling,” Gene said in a shaky voice.
I smiled and laughed. “If it’s anything like last time, I can’t wait.”
My body drifted down until my feet touched the new ground of the world I’d helped create. Not that I touched it for long because Simon swept me up in a dragon hug of massive proportions.
“Don’t you ever scare me like that again,” he whispered fiercely in my ear.
“Okay,” I squeaked.
He might have never let me go-which was fine with me-but Lana and Claire came running up and insisted on hugs of their own.
Claire had quickly rediscovered her bounce, even given their ordeal. “Oh, wow, that was totally cool the way you came in like some Lone Ranger with wings and flew to our rescue.”
I cringed, knowing my lovers probably wouldn’t see it in the same light and judging by Simon’s whispered, “That’s going to earn you a punishment,” I was going to reap the benefits later.
Lana also gave me a fierce hug. “Thanks for coming.”
“I would never have forsaken you,” I whispered back in a tight voice. “And damn, that was some wicked singing.”
“Don’t remind me,” Lana moaned pulling away.
I frowned. “Why? It was because of you that things ended up working out. Without you stopping the armies like that, we would all have been dead before the cavalry arrived.”
“Yeah, well, it also made that dude over there think that I’m his fated mate or something.”
I looked where she pointed and saw a blond giant with an impressive bare chest, wearing a loin cloth, watching my friend avidly. I grinned. “Hot damn Lana, I say go for it.”
I laughed at her glare, but despite her attitude, I noticed her glancing often over at the goliath. Could it be my friend had found herself a boyfriend at last?
Happy as I was everything had turned out all right, I trembled with hunger, and not for the type that went in my belly. Not willing to wait, I tugged on Simon’s hand and he leaned down so I could whisper in his ear. “I need you and Gene,
As magic words went, it worked wonders. Quicker than I would have credited, I found myself, showered, naked and in bed while reassured that my friends had plenty of help righting their destroyed apartment. Although I wasn’t sure how Lana would feel, especially when I found out the giant blond had insisted on being in the group of volunteers. But I had bigger cocks to fry in the form of two testosterone laden males with lustful intent in their expression eyeing me. How delightful.
I opened my arms wide, and with a cheeky smile, said, “So are you guys flipping for holes?” Naughty me, though, I really hoped Gene with his slimmer cock got the virgin one.
They dove on me with hot seeking mouths. Their dual latch on my budding nipples made me cry out. I grabbed at their heads but they apparently decided they wanted to be in charge for they each flung out a hand to grab mine and hold it down.
Pinned and helpless beneath their questing tongues, I gave into my building pleasure, panting and writhing in need. Simon left Gene to torture my nipples, his teeth nipping and pulling at them. My pussy tightened at his rough play, while my honey seeped to soak the sheets; that was until Simon’s tongue found my pink slit. He lapped at me, his tongue alternatively flicking my clit and delving into my sex.
I cried out at their torture of my sensitive body. They played my erogenous zones with masterful precision, stringing out my pleasure. At the peak, I found myself free of male mouths and flipped onto my stomach.
“Get on your hands and knees,” Simon growled. I complied with heaving breaths. I couldn’t help tightening when I felt hands spreading my buttocks and I bit my lip at the cold, oily liquid that dripped down the crack of my ass.
Gene’s slender fingers swirled the fluid around my rosette, his light pokes not forcing their way and I relaxed. Simon’s blunt fingers found my silken slit and probed me. I clenched my channel around them as he pumped me. So relaxed was I that when Gene popped a finger into my ass, with ease, I didn’t buck away. He worked his finger back and forth, and while the pressure of it felt odd, with Simon’s fingers still pumping my sex, I actually kind of enjoyed it.
Gene slipped a second finger in and I stilled, for this increased the stretching sensation, but Simon used his thumb to stroke over my clit. The stimulation made me rock back against the fingers that probed me, and like a signal, Simon shifted his body until he lay under me.
I gazed down into his heavy lidded eyes and kissed the sensual smile on his lips.
Against my mouth, he murmured, “Sit on my cock. Ride me baby.”
Like I needed any urging. With Gene’s fingers still inserted in my ass, I lowered my body until my sex nudged the head of Simon’s cock. Simon’s hand came up to grab my waist and impatient at my teasing, he drove me down onto his solid length. My hands, braced on his chest, dug in and I threw my head back at the full feeling of having him fully seated inside me. Under his urging hands, I rocked on his pelvis, the grinding sensation providing an erotically welcome friction to my swollen clit.
I mewled with loss when Gene withdrew his fingers. The head of his turgid shaft took their place though, pushing at my rosette. Slowly he guided it in and I whimpered at the stretching.
My doubts fled when Simon found my clit and rubbed it, the pleasurable jolts making me sigh and relax. And then Gene was inside me.
I stilled at the strangeness of it. Simon’s hands grabbed mine, pulling me down onto him, the position spreading my cheeks for Gene. He folded himself over top of me, his cock pushing into my ass even deeper. Sandwiched between their male bodies, I trembled.
Then they moved. One in, one out. They found a pace where they alternated their thrusts and I ended up lost in a maelstrom of pleasure. They poured their arousal into me feeding my succubus side while ramping up my own desire. When Simon bared his throat for me, I took his offered gift and bit his skin, tasting the life force he offered, and with so many of my needs being taken of care of, in such a delightful manner, I shattered. My body bucked, or
