Chapter 26

Twenty-Six

Gideon bounced on the surface of the bed when Joaquin tossed her into the center of it. While she was prepared for her jaguar to stalk her like prey, she was intrigued at the predatory light in Esau's eyes as he neared. Slowly, she peeled off her clothing as they hung on the outskirts of the bed, ever watchful, rubbing their straining erections through their clothing.

Piece by piece, Gideon removed her clothing and deposited them on the floor beside the bed until she was fully naked. She leaned back against the pillows and squeezed her breasts before sliding one hand lower to explore something novel. Gideon gasped as she slid her fingers along the wet folds of her new pussy, shocked by how tender and sensitive the swollen flesh was. "Oh, fuck," she whimpered. "It feels so good."

Her mates stripped at breakneck speed before sliding into bed on either side, their cocks hard and ready to claim her softer body. She smiled, head falling back as they both took a swollen nipple between their lips, biting and nipping at the peak. Both men slid a hand lower to join hers in the exploration of her pussy and clit, getting her wetter and wetter.

It didn't take long for an orgasm to hit, their strong hands sending her over the edge. They kissed the cries from her lips, never stopping, even as the pleasure twisted toward pain. The sharpness faded, her body melting against theirs soon enough, quickly ready for more.

"That was fun," Gideon whispered.

Esau rose to his knees and spread hers wide. "I think I need a closer look."

Gideon gasped when Esau's tongue caressed her clit, and nearly came off the surface of the mattress.

"I don't share my toys well," Joaquin whispered before joining Esau between her thighs.

The two shared her, licking, laving, and fingering her new hole. One finger became two scissoring within her, then three… then four. Two more slid into her bottom, wet with lube. Their thick digits stretched her wide, the dual sensation sending her over the edge. She thrashed on the pillow, back arching, as orgasm two hit. When it was over, she panted, gasping, but still they licked and nibbled.

"And I thought the first one was good. Damn."

When Esau moved between her thighs, angling his monster toward her pussy, she hissed. "I'm a virgin, Esau. Be nice."

"I have no plans but to be nice," he murmured, capturing her lips. He rubbed the head of his cock against her pussy. "And you're no virgin. Nice try."

Gideon grinned. "I've never had a cock in my brand-new pussy."

"Well, if that was a virgin one, then not sure how you nearly took my whole hand," Esau said. He slapped her sex with his cock. "If you can take that, you can take me."

"Let's find out."

Esau's lips hitched into sultry smile. "Oh, I plan to." He moved closer, sliding the head through her folds to wet them well. He captured her gaze as he pushed in an inch, holding it as he sank deeper and deeper. The stretch was intense, bordering on pain, but they'd prepared her well enough, and he soon sank all the way to the base.

"Oh shit," Esau said. "Damn you feel good."

"Gimme more," Gideon urged, wrapping her legs around his waist.

And he did, pounding her pussy until she screamed his name over and over, coming again. When Esau came soon after, he roared, filling her with warm seed. He kissed her when he could breathe again, smiling. He moved back, only to be replaced by Joaquin. He sank into the wet warmth, eyes rolling back.

"Fuck… I owned one of these, but I've never fucked one," he whispered. "Damn that feels good." He kissed Gideon roughly, moving his hips from side to side as he thrust in and out. "How's that, mi amor?"

"Good," Gideon gasped, the circular motion hitting some good spots. She looked past Joaquin to where Esau stood at the foot of the bed, stroking his cock—which was still hard.

"If you like that," Joaquin whispered. "Just wait for this." He slid two fingers above his cock and into her pussy—and then rubbed the spot just under where her clit was. Gideon's whole body stiffened, back arched, and she came harder than all the other times combined. And it lasted, long minutes where her body contracted, trembling from the contact with a tiny spot.

When the stars drifted from her eyes and the world turned right-side up, she looked up at Joaquin. "What… the fuck… was that?"

"G-spot," Joaquin whispered. "I know all the secrets around your little love pot, baby."

And so it went on for what felt like hours, them sharing her body and using her mouth in between, taking her from both ends. Gideon took it all and then some, knowing it might be the only time she appeared, depending on the magic of the ring. She lost count of the orgasms they dragged from her flesh, reveling in each and every one.

For their final act, Joaquin lifted her onto his lap, pressing the head of his cock against her puckered hole, still slick from their play. "A two for one special."

Gideon grinned, pushing down onto Joaquin's cock and sinking down the length. She gasped, the sensation similar, yet somehow different, too. Once settled, Esau moved between her thighs and filled her other hole, both cocks stretching her wide. It was a unique experience, having them both inside her, yet their dicks only touched through a thin barrier between.

When they began to move, her body sang, the dual sensation too much. She came within strokes, her body shaking violently. She took her mates with her; they both came within seconds of one another, trailing behind her.

Boneless between them and gasping for air, Gideon was done, body utterly spent. She drifted off to sleep, their cocks still deep inside her. Hours later, she awoke, her body nestled between theirs in the dark. The moon hung low, visible in the window as the sound of Parisian police sirens reminded her where she was.

The City of Love. With the men she loved. She drifted back to sleep, smiling and safe in their arms.

Her mates gently woke her in the morning, the love and adoration in their eyes a sight to behold. She inhaled, sure she smelled croissants. And coffee. "Do I smell what I think I smell?"

"Just a second," Esau said, scooting out of bed naked. He returned with a wooden tray filled with three cups of café au lait, a basket of croissants and slices of baguettes, apricot yogurt, and fresh fruit. "A breakfast fit for our queen."

"La petite déjeuner,"Gideon corrected, grinning. "This looks amazing."

"There's a bakery on the corner down the block," Esau said. "Thankfully, they spoke a lot of English or else we might not have this bounty."

"Many speak English in Paris. It won't be so hard to get around. Especially when you have a witch in your corner," Gideon said.

Once they'd eaten and spent a good hour lounging in bed, kissing and cuddling, Gideon slid the ring off, painfully returning to his natural body. He panted and fell to the bed between them. "That… was fucking amazing." He lifted the ring. "I wonder if I can convince Nix to give me another ring when this one wears out."

"Rethinking my initial question?" Joaquin asked, slapping Gideon's thigh lightly.

"I would not want that to be permanent, but it was fun. On occasion, it might help keep things interesting."

"Speaking of interesting," Esau said, rising from the bed. "I bought something a few days ago, and I hope it's still in my drawer." He stopped in front of the dresser. "Although this isn't the same dresser." He dug through a few drawers before finally yelling, "A-ha!"

He returned to the bed and showed Gideon what he hid in his hand. A pink cock cage with a tiny lock hanging from it. "I stumbled across a sex shop the other day while working a case and slipped back over before I came home. I bought this on impulse, but hesitated. I wasn't sure you'd be into it, but now hearing that room was partially your idea…"

Gideon sat up straighter, growing excited. "And what were your plans for that?"

Esau slid closer and grasped the root of Gideon's cock. "This is ours."

A shiver raced through Gideon, his cock hardening in Esau's grasp.

Esau cocked his head to the side, his eyes softening some as his smile spread. "Ours… to lock up and control. No one else gets to touch you here."

"Yes, sir," Gideon murmured, a whisper in his mind making him think it might have something to do with his past sexual partners. If Esau needed a little semblance of control to work through his misgivings, Gideon could play along. He'd always wanted to give caging a try. "Maybe that room across the hall is more you than me, ya freak."

Esau's grin widened.

"I feel like I'm seeing a completely different side to Esau that I've ever seen before," Joaquin said. "I'm not upset, but… wow."

"You're a top, and I wasn't sure you'd be into it" Esau said. "We now have a bottom to play with." He stroked Gideon's cock again. "To torment and titillate."

Gideon saw a hint of sadness in Joaquin's eyes. Yet he could understand Esau's unwillingness to share that side of him when Joaquin had been struggling opening up. He smiled, glad they both felt able to open up fully, in all respects.

And he warmed within, realizing he was the catalyst for that. They might've been together and shared years without him, but he was opening their doors wide and allowing them all to truly see one another.

Gideon's back arched, cock growing as he stared at the cage. "Please tell me you two aren't worn out and that you're ready for round two, because if you don't fuck me soon, I might lose my mind."

Esau grinned. "Don't mind if we do, but this might be your last cage-free night for a while. You'd best enjoy it."

After another round of wild fucking with Gideon back in boy form, they fell back together in the bed, completely exhausted. Gideon curled up between them with his brand new, shiny silicone cage covering his cock, barely moving. Sleep beckoned, the sounds outside the window lulling him to sleep.

"Should we have worn condoms?" Joaquin suddenly asked, awakening Gideon fully.

"We haven't thus far," Esau asked. "I assumed witches were like shifters. Disease free."

"We are for the most part," Gideon said. "The protective tattoos Eli placed protects us from anything, so, we're good."

"No," Joaquin murmured, his head turning, eyes wide. "When Gideon was female. Should we have worn condoms?"

Gideon lifted his head, mouth open. His mind froze for a moment as what Joaquin meant hit him fully. "Oh, fuck." He looked between them. "If I got pregnant as a girl, would I stay pregnant as a boy?"

"You're the witch," Esau said. "How would we know?"

Gideon glanced down at his stomach. "No… it's not possible. Once as a girl… I won't get pregnant, and even so, I'm a boy now, so I can't be pregnant. The womb is gone." He looked between them. "But what if I am?"

Joaquin rubbed Gideon's bare belly. "Then I guess we have a baby." His eyes widened. "Fuck… I might've fathered a child tonight. Me. The trans man." He lifted on his elbow. "Would the tattoo make that possible? Me, fathering a child?"

"Maybe?" Gideon said. "I think I should be more worried where a baby would come out if I am pregnant."

"Put the ring back on to give birth," Esau said, chuckling.

"True," Gideon said, pointing. "If there's still enough magic left in it."

They all three looked between one another, nervous.

"But I'm not going to get pregnant, so it's no reason to freak out." Gideon said, jaw clenched.

"Ifthere's a baby," Esau murmured, caressing Gideon's abdomen. "Then we have a little one to share our love with. If not… we still have one another to share that love with. Pretty simple, really."

Gideon smiled. "Yeah. I suppose so."

"I love you," Esau whispered, brushing Gideon's hair back.

Tears shimmered in Gideon's eyes.

"Me, too," Joaquin said, pressing a kiss to Gideon's shoulder. He smiled when Gideon turned to face him. "I love you, mi amor."

Gideon sobbed, holding back tears. "I love you both. So much."

Esau drew Gideon into his arms and then grabbed Joaquin's arm to lead them all together. As it should be.

For the rest of their lives.