Natural Consequences (47 page)

“No. No one will look for me tonight,” Rachel answered. Ordinarily she could abandon herself to this. It wasn’t as if Lorelei didn’t have her
heating up already. Yet Rachel’s reply was about more than sex play.

Lorelei sensed it.
She let Rachel back down to her feet but did not release her. She remained behind the angel. “You are troubled tonight,” Lorelei said at Rachel’s ear. Her tones still dripped with sensuality and power.

Rachel’s breath grew heavy. She nodded, feeling the talons that were once Lorelei’s fingernails trace up and down her arms and her sides. She felt the demon’s
tail slip up and down her leg. It all felt so good. Rachel was far stronger than Lorelei; the succubus could indulge in the full range of rough play, but far more went into these dynamics than who could overpower who.

“Some secret shame, hm?” Lorelei whispered. Again, Rachel nodded. “Look at you. Dominion of a city. Slayer of demons. Yet here you are, longing for pleasures that would shame any other of your kind. Able to pitch me through the wall at your whim,” Lorelei said, her talons reaching around to trace down the angel’s throat, “but the moment you and I are alone, you’re reduced to this.”

One hand remained at her throat. The other slipped down her backside, over her ass and then up under the hem of her dress. Lorelei’s touch glided up along Rachel’s inner thigh until it came to the wet warmth between her legs. “Oh yes,” the demon murmured, “I think we know who holds the real power here.”

Rachel’s turmoil increased. Lorelei could get anything she wanted out of her. She knew that before she came back in here. There was love and trust between them, but also the deep love of what Lorelei could do for her, and to her… and how the demon could read her. Lorelei knew something troubled Rachel, and now here they were, captive and captor. No negotiation. No calm, reasonable conversation. Just this sudden test of trust between them. “Lorelei…”

“Yes, my love?” the demon murmured, straightening up to nibble at her ear. That hand remained between Rachel’s legs, toying with her. Rachel’s eyes fluttered with pleasure at her touch. “Do you have something to confess?”

Rachel’s mouth quivered. She wanted to tell Lorelei everything. Power games aside, this was the love of her life—Lorelei and Alex, and he had as much of a right to know as she did.

Then a wave of pleasure swelled up within them both as their absent partner sank onto a bed with his new playmates. That undercurrent had been there for the last minute or two, Rachel realized, but now she felt a phantom kiss grow deeper and hungrier from miles away. It left her that much weaker in Lorelei’s hands.

The succubus behind her let out a sultry note of approval. “Mmm. We’ve
taught him well, haven’t we, Rachel?”

More sensations hit her. Lorelei continued to toy with her as Alex’s passions grew. He had two lovely women with him, whom he’d longed for since before Rachel had ever laid eyes on him. It felt beautiful and lustful and so very near.

The talons at her throat traced down to her chest, and then to the top of her dress. They began to tear through the fabric with ease. Rachel felt all the more defenseless for it. The remnants of the garment hung at her hips. She felt weaker, and hotter.

“As we were saying,” Lorelei said, “you have something to confess?”

“I know something,” Rachel whispered, trying to find her voice, “that you want to know.”

“Is this something new?”

“It’s about—“

Lorelei’s hand snapped back up to Rachel’s throat, closing around it with shocking speed but without pain. “I asked a yes or no question, love.”

Rachel gasped. A finger intruded within her, its touch highlighting Rachel’s arousal and Lorelei’s expert touch. The talon was gone completely, leaving nothing but soft and pleasing skin. Alex continued to enjoy the embrace of two others, sharing every sensation with Rachel whether she liked it or not—and she did like it, perhaps too much if she were honest with herself. It felt so good to put herself in Lorelei’s hands like this, too. “Mostly.”

The hand between her legs withdrew only long enough to give her a sharp swat on the ass. Rachel whimpered again. And then the fingers were back at the sensitive flesh of her sex. “Not a yes or no answer, but a fair one, I suppose,” the demon mused at Rachel’s ear. “Is this the same matter we discussed last night?”

“Yes,” Rachel breathed. As she expected, her straight answer was rewarded with greater pleasures. The finger in her sex continued to stroke her, but now Lorelei’s thumb gently teased Rachel’s clit. It wasn’t the first time Lorelei had played this game with one of her lovers in one capacity or another.

“Don’t we have that settled?” Lorelei taunted.

Dammit, she would have to ask a question like that
. “Do we?”

Th
at wonderful hand at Rachel’s center moved away to roughly tear away the last shreds of her ruined dress. The other hand remained at Rachel’s neck to hold her in place. Then she felt an even harder swat against her naked ass. She could withstand far more punishment than that, of course, but the pain wasn’t what made her yelp. It was the helplessness.

Her body’s needs and the vulnerability of her heart left her completely at this demon’s mercy. The fact that Lorelei could work her over with such sensuality only made it harder to think clearly. Nor did Alex’s shenanigans aid her resolve.

“Tell me this, at least,” Lorelei hissed, bringing her fingers back once again to tease Rachel’s pussy. “Is this something that could lead Alex or our friends to harm tonight?”

“No,” Rachel answered honestly. Then she swallowed.
Hell with it,
she thought,
the spanking feels kinda good, too
. “Not tonight.”

Swak!

“Incorrigible,” murmured Lorelei, and then she pushed two fingers much deeper into Rachel than before. The angel moaned and bucked against them. “But I suppose I should reward honesty.”

“Oh, Lorelei,” she moaned. “I’ll tell. I’ll tell anything.”

“You would?”

“Yes,” Rachel confessed, her head sagging somewhat as Lorelei’s hand released her neck to roam across the angel’s naked chest. “I can’t… I love you. I’m yours. I feel so bad. About this. Ohhh.”

“Rachel,” Lorelei murmured, licking her ear while she groped and penetrated her and further pleasures aroused her from miles away, “do you trust me?”

“Yes.”

“With everything?”

“Yes. Oh fuck yes.”

“You would tell me about Amber? About all of this?”

“Yes,” Rachel answered hoarsely. “Amber’s—“

The motion that interrupted her was rough, but it silenced her in time. Lorelei withdrew her hand and turned the angel to allow for a kiss. Lorelei invaded Rachel’s mouth with her tongue, kissing deeply and scratching Rachel’s skin as she drew her close.

By the time Lorelei released her, Rachel had all but forgotten what she was about to say. Then she felt a hand between her legs once again, and a finger on her lips.

“I owe you just as much trust, my love,” Lorelei told her. “I know what it is to keep secrets for another. I know your love for our friends. I will trust you, as you trust me.”

Rachel’s eyes went wide. The fingers within her continued their work, but the words from Lorelei’s mouth and a single, directed stroke of one fingertip inside the angel combined to send her off on her first meltdown of the night. Rachel leaned into Lorelei, resting her head on her lover’s shoulder as she came, loudly and in complete surrender.

There would be more. She knew this would only be the beginning, given their history and the situation they shared that night. But the conversation made this as much an epiphany as it was a climax.

Lorelei held Rachel close as the blonde settled down from that first peak. “And we should perhaps establish some sort of safe word before long, my love.”

Rachel let out a long breath, relaxing in the demon’s embrace. “Holy fuck, you sure know how to romance a girl.”

* * *

They had Molly on her back, stripped to her mismatched underwear and an appreciative, slightly nervous grin. Alex lay propped up on his elbow at her left, gently running his right hand over her body and kissing her neck and her shoulder. Onyx loomed over Molly’s right on her hands and knees, similarly reduced to her lingerie.

Alex couldn’t get enough of either one. Just as she had a month ago, Onyx dazzled
him. Her black lace only enhanced the allure of her natural curves and pale skin and complimented her long, curly black hair. Molly was only a little less shapely, but she was fit and soft to the touch and no less feminine or appealing.

He felt some of Onyx’s black curls fall against his face as he continued giving Molly such attention. The other woman claimed a kiss from Molly’s mouth, dragging one hand along their male companion’s shirtless side but mostly focusing on the redhead.

“Okay, now I feel spoiled,” Molly said without a hint of complaint.

“Good. It’ll get worse,” Onyx smiled.

Molly brought up one hand to put around Onyx, only for her lover to snatch it by the wrist and place it firmly back on the pillow. “None of that yet,” Onyx scolded lovingly. The other witch opened her mouth to protest, but instead inhaled sharply as she felt Alex run his hand down her chest and over one breast, gently squeezing it just to see how she’d react.

Seeing a favorable outcome, he gently played a little more, his hand moving from one to the other. Molly began to writ
he under both of them as Alex explored and Onyx continued to kiss her. Pinned and helpless, Molly could only run her bare legs against her partners’ to reciprocate.

He watched Onyx reach down, still lip-locked with her lover, to the front clasp of Molly’s bra. She snapped it open and slid back one cup to expose Molly’s firm breast. A brief swirl of her fingers around the nipple gave Alex all the hint he needed. Molly’s breath grew heavy as his lips trailed toward it until finally his tongue replaced the other woman’s fingertips.

It left his hands unoccupied. There was plenty to touch, of course, but Alex felt the desire to escalate. His right hand trailed down Molly’s belly as she received their attention. If her breathing became even heavier when his hand slid over her panties to press lightly against her crotch, he couldn’t tell… but the way Molly parted her thighs showed approval. He felt heat against his palm, along with a slight dampness to the fabric.

Releasing Molly from their kiss, Onyx freed her lover to be more vocal in her appreciation. Onyx smiled as she shifted down on the bed to join Alex, her mouth coming to Molly’s other breast. She, too, spared a hand to roam over Molly’s body, though Onyx also employed the light scratch of her nails.

They took their time with her, allowing Molly to reach out for their heads and necks. She tried for a light touch, not wanting to give the wrong message and disrupt what they were doing for her. “So good,” Molly huffed, gratefully accepting the favors of two partners. “God… I’m going crazy.”

Her words didn’t deter Onyx or Alex. However, Alex felt a slight nudge from his other partner, and when he looked up he saw Onyx with Molly’s nipple in her grinning teeth and open eyes looking at him.
As close as they were it was hard to track, but the sight of it was delicious. Then he realized what Onyx wanted: he felt her tug down on Molly’s panties.

Wordlessly, Alex helped.

Molly cooperated by lifting her hips up off the bed. Alex leaned back, releasing her breast from his mouth so he could pull the panties the rest of the way off. His hands came up toward her center then, exploring her legs by touch while he parted them further.

Crowded together like this, Onyx had little trouble tracking him through touch. His hands occasionally reached out to her fondly, but she knew already how much he wanted her. She was glad to see there was no particular imbalance here… at least, none other than the one she wanted to see addressed.

Molly’s eyes fluttered open to see her lover above her. Once again, she almost said something only to be interrupted by a new pleasure from their new partner. This time, it was the soft, gentle downward brush of his tongue against her sex. “Oohh hey,” Molly announced involuntarily.

“No?” asked Alex.

The redhead panted. “I just… well…”

Onyx reached down, ran her fingers through his hair, and pushed his head down between Molly’s legs. She smiled warmly as Molly let out more moans in response to the tongue and kiss that went to work on her.

“Too much about me,” Molly complained unconvincingly.

“No, we’re making up for lost time,” Onyx said. She went to work pleasing Molly’s upper body as Alex focused on Molly’s center. Onyx knew how good Alex was with
his mouth. She wasn’t the least bit surprised by how quickly he had her on the edge of orgasm, particularly given Molly’s long warm-up period.

She reached dow
n to Alex again. “Not yet.” Obediently, Alex withdrew, despite the consternation in Molly’s breath. Onyx looked over her shoulder at him, glanced meaningfully at his boxer briefs, and nodded.

Flush with heat and need, Molly panted, “Why’d you make him stop ohmygod wow,” she blinked as Onyx moved out of the way enough for Molly to see.