16. A Boundless Joy

16

A BOUNDLESS JOY

We ended up back in that giant bed out of a fierce, driving necessity. Stripped down to nothing but our new rings, Beau pinned Flora's arms as I balanced over her with a glass of champagne in my hand.

"Engagements need to be celebrated," I murmured, dribbling a splash onto her belly. She hissed, hips writhing, and I watched as golden droplets slid along her skin. Another splash between her breasts, and a third into the hollow of her throat. "How do you think we should do that, Beau?"

He dipped his mouth down her collarbone and ran his tongue through the liquid. "I have some ideas."

"Really? Because so do I."

I gripped Flora's hips and held her still, catching the drops with my tongue. Sucking her sweetened, sticky skin between my lips and using my teeth to mark her. My hands collided with Beau's as we roamed her gorgeous body, our mouths meeting in rough kisses. She reared up and dragged me down, thrusting against me while I licked her throat. Beau was next to us, on top of us, the three of us a blur of limbs and sighs.

His fingers slid between her legs, and I fisted his cock, stroking up until he groaned. They panted together, arching into me, and I basked in the heady realization that these two people were now mine forever. To love and tease and kiss and fuck.

This time was less coordinated, our actions borne of the passionate vows we'd just made to each other. Beau ran his tongue between my breasts. Flora sucked his cock, slow and deep. His talented fingers curled inside me, making my eyes roll back when he slid against my G-spot. Her tongue danced across my clit, and I sucked her nipples into my mouth. His lips landed hot and heavy on mine, his grip hard around my chin.

We built into a fever pitch in the middle of that bed as fireworks burst in the sky. There was no natural end to our desire, no limit to what we were willing to do for each other. I tasted every drop of sweat and champagne on Flora's body. Took Beau's shaft into my mouth and reveled in his shuddered breath. Lost my mind when they licked my nipples together, stringing me so tight I almost came.

Flora shoved Beau backward onto the bed and tightened her hand around his throat. With a smug look, she straddled his thighs and lowered herself onto his cock.

He grabbed her hips with a growl. "Is that what you need? To fuck me into oblivion?"

She crooked a finger at me and pointed to his face. "I need Paige to ride your mouth while I ride your cock. And you don't come until we say you can."

His grin flashed. "Yes, ma'am, I swear it."

Flora planted her hands and started to grind, her head falling back as soon as she moved. I crawled toward the top of the bed and Beau's sinful mouth.

"That's it, Flor," he bit out. " Fuck, that's so good. Paige… shit …I need that sweet cunt on my tongue."

With a sly smile, I swung my legs over his face. His chest rumbled with satisfaction, and he grabbed my ass with one hand, flattening his tongue so I could rock against it.

I gasped out an, " Oh thank god ," and then Flora was kissing me. She moved up and down on his cock, and I did the same on his tongue, and we were one graceful motion together.

"I'm so close already," I sobbed against her. Beau gave me a teasing smack on my ass and fluttered his tongue faster. " Yes, Beau . So good, so good, so good."

She gripped my face with one hand and began circling her clit with the other. "Come with me, Paige. I'm right there with you."

She captured my lips, and we groaned together. I felt him thrusting up from the bed. His tongue had me balanced on the edge, but then he sucked my clit between his lips and I flew over. Flora and I came, bucking and writhing on top of Beau, every nerve ending in my body alight.

She very, very carefully lifted herself from his cock. He was still hard as steel, slick and veined. I tumbled from Beau's face and grinned at his expression, some combination of tortured and ecstatic.

"You wanna tie me down and use me like that again?" he drawled. "Say the word, and I'm yours."

"That's good to know," I panted, dragging a finger up his length. He jumped and shuddered. Flora gave his hair a sharp tug. "Did you come?"

"No, ma'am."

"Good. Now fuck Paige on her hands and knees."

He reared up, hovered his mouth over hers. "Like how I fucked you last night? When Paige listened to us through the wall?"

"Just like that," she said. "And I love tasting her on you."

My fingers were already curling into the sheets, my core clenching. Beau's eyes slid to mine, and the fire there scorched through every inch of my body. "Is that what you want, Paige?"

"Yes," I panted.

He traced a line down Flora's throat. "And where will you be?"

With a seductive smile, she crawled across the bed and sat in front of me, knees together. She spread them, exposing her glistening pussy. I dropped my face and pressed it between her thighs, breathing her in.

"I'll be right here," she said, sifting her fingers through my curls.

I took a long, greedy swipe. "I love this. I love you ."

"I know you do," she murmured. She lay back with her arms overhead, back lifting as I teased my tongue through her. The bed dipped behind me. Beau's lips landed on my spine, tracing a hot path downward.

"So beautiful," he said. "Both of you. And so sexy I feel like I'm dreamin'."

I circled her clit and shivered at his words. Then his hands gripped my waist. I arched shamelessly and heard him chuckle. He gave me another smack and then he was thrusting inside me. The invasion sparked to life every orgasmic aftershock, sending me wailing into her pussy.

"Holy shit, you feel incredible," he groaned. His pace was unrelenting, his cock driving fast and deep and so thoroughly I lost all ability to think. My tongue moved on Flora, who was writhing and perfect in front of me. She chanted my name and he growled it and I was trapped between them both. Fucked and used, taken and taking, our mutual pleasure in a perpetual cycle.

"Beau," Flora begged, "I want you to come. Need to…need to see you now. Both of you together, in front of me like this… oh my god ."

I dug my fingers into her thighs and sped up my movements. Panted "oh fuck" when Beau bore down between my legs. Two of his fingers landed on my clit and circled. My tongue faltered, pleasure crashing through me, taking me higher.

Flora grabbed my face, grinding into my mouth. She was the first of us to come, screaming my name and thrashing. I only had a second to flash her a smug smile before my own climax ripped through me. I clamped down so hard around Beau's cock that he cursed.

"Goddammit, Paige, fuck, " he said. I pressed my face to the mattress and moaned through the rest of it, loving how out of control he felt behind me. His orgasm seemed to last forever, wringing everything out of him.

When he collapsed in a heap next to us, I started to laugh, a combination of emotional exhaustion and physical elation. Beau joined in after me, followed by Flora, until tears rolled down our cheeks.

It was as much a release as everything else we'd done.

We spooned against each other as the sweat dried on our skin and our breathing returned to normal. Beau scratched his fingers through my hair, and I did the same to Flora.

So much contentment settled over me it was almost scary, but I recognized it for what it really was. Freedom. Authenticity. The candy-sweet ache of liberation from everything we believed was holding us back.

"I might be coming around to this New Year's thing," Beau said.

"Told ya," Flora teased. "It's the best holiday there is. Glitter, countdowns, dance parties—"

"Group sex," I added.

Laughter rumbled from his chest. "It's the reason for the season."

The fireworks outside continued to light up the sky, bathing our bodies in blues and reds and vibrant purples. Refracting off the silver and gold bands of our rings, over and over again.

Sleep wasn't a priority that night, though we managed to find it in fits and starts. In between, we reached for each other. Moving together, fucking and kissing and tasting every inch. Shuddering through orgasm after orgasm until Beau and Flora fell into a restless sleep close to dawn.

I stayed awake though, eager to watch the wintry sunrise I'd longed for since we arrived.

The roads would open soon, our weekend respite ending as the temperatures rose and the ice melted. But at dawn, the snow outside was still powdery fresh and new. Fingers of daylight slipped through the pine trees surrounding us, and distant bird songs chirped through the narrow valley.

The sky outside shifted, from dark indigo to pale pink to a muted coral.

Beau was curled up with his head on my chest, and Flora was snuggled into my side. I gazed down at these two people I loved, safe in my arms even as we were ready to meet whatever came next.

Our love was infinite, our joy boundless.

As vast as that sunrise and brimming over with magic.