Chapter Twenty

Poe

"Your families are so nice." We were snuggling under a blanket on the sofa together after returning from dinner. "You seem very close."

"We are," Hemlock said. "But we haven't always been."

"Really?" I pulled the blanket higher, enjoying the warmth of the fire and their body heat. How I'd gotten lucky enough to find two such toasty demons I'd never be sure, but my wolf was 100 percent sure they were my fateds and I was not at all inclined to argue. "What did you do? Run away from home?"

Hemlock laughed. "I suppose we did. We were not kids at the time, but young enough to be foolish and think we could make our way in the world without any real skills or money."

"Oh, this has to be good. I want to hear all about it." I could just imagine them setting out without a plan, young and handsome and brash. Since I knew the story ended up with them sitting here cuddling with me in their big, lovely home bought with money earned from their business, I could enjoy whatever came in between.

Or so I thought.

"Plan A was to join the merchant marine or maybe the French Foreign Legion or something like that," Grendel said. "But we didn't know how to find the Foreign Legion and the merchant marine was not all that appealing once we looked into it."

"The main reason we left home," Hemlock continued, "was because we didn't want to be bossed around, and all the things we talked about doing…"

"Would have resulted in your being bossed around even more." Poe shook her head, grinning.

"Right. So what we did instead was travel from place to place on land, picking up odd jobs and camping out under the stars." Hemlock brushed a kiss over my lips before going on. "It was fun, but maybe not the smartest thing anyone ever did. We got in some real scrapes and once, a hyena attacked us because we didn't ‘belong' in his town."

"That sounds scary." I snuggled in deeper, the sofa so luxurious, I was considering, like I had last night, just sleeping here, but creeping hands were busy making me crave more from them. We'd begun fooling around like this at the restaurant—and I was willing to admit it was at least half my fault—but the tension had not gone down at all, and it was just a matter of letting nature take its course, if indeed it did.

They certainly seemed to want me, and when I turned to say something to Grendel, his lips descended on mine and my arms moved around his neck, holding on under the storm of kisses that he and Hemlock bestowed upon me.

They were both stroking my breasts, and I melted under their tender touches. I wanted them more than anything or anyone ever in life, and so I boldly reached out and let one of my hands lie on each of their cocks, hopefully leaving no doubt that I was all in. When I felt Hemlock push up my blouse, I leaned back with a sigh, pulling Grendel in for another kiss.

From that point, things sped up as they undressed me and themselves and laid me back on the couch. Lips and hands were everywhere, bringing me higher and higher, their pale bodies reflecting the fire and the one inside me growing. Then I looked up, and Grendel was over me, a knee pushing mine open, and I moaned in anticipation. Their kisses and caresses were so perfect, but would it be as good when he was inside me? Because they were both XXL in the man parts department. I tensed, but he stroked my thighs.

"Relax, female, and let us make you feel good."

"I-I'll try."

"If anything hurts or isn't the best you've ever dreamed of, lift your hand and I'll stop."

I giggled, and he looked offended. "Is that funny?"

"No, but it's the same thing my dentist says, except the dream part."

At that, he drove inside of me, and it did hurt, but it also felt so good, I did not raise my hand, just clung to his shoulders while he thrust into me again and again and the pain faded out entirely, leaving only the pleasure. I rested against Hemlock's chest while Grendel ruined me for all other males with his skill and naughty words. And soon I was soaring, the demon's cum spurting into me, and then Hemlock took his place and it all began to blur together in a mix of pleasure and ecstasy. My orgasms ran into one another, overlapping and keeping me high for hours or minutes or…I didn't know.

Except that these two demons had skills. And knew how to make a woman feel cared for while also a sex object. It was an enticing combination.