18. Bossy Demon
CLOVER
“I don’t know what I expected, out in the middle of nowhere like this.” Kushim sighs as we pull up to the motel. “I guess I’ll go get us a room.”
“This building looks like it knows some things.” I scratch my chin. “I wonder if it knows the muffin man?”
“The muffin man?” Fitz asks. “Does he live on Drury Lane?”
“He most certainly does!” I say, giggling.
“I wanna know the muffin man!” Mip chimes in. He’s sitting on Aldrich’s shoulder and not stabbing him in the head with Needlestrike. Progress has been made. “Muffins are almost as good as donuts!”
“Maybe I’ll get us two rooms,” Kushim says and then he gets out of Suisy and heads toward the sign that says Front Desk.
“That’s one grouchy son of a bitch,” Fitz says, getting out of the van. He comes around and opens my door, hand held out to assist me if needed.
“A very powerful, grouchy son of a bitch,” Aldrich says, and Mip repeats it for Fitz.
“A very powerful, very sexy, grouchy demon. You can’t say he’s a son of a bitch, guys. You don’t know his mother,” I say, wagging my finger at them.
“My mother is definitely a bitch, but thank you for your support, Clover,” Kushim says as he holds up a room key. “I tried for two, but the people who run this place are either insane, or they’re the most powerful beings in the universe. They weren’t scared of me at all.”
“Clover and I call the bed!” Mip shouts, and I giggle as a trio of groans sounds around me.
“Just as I was starting to tolerate you, you go and say something stupid like that,” Aldrich says before flicking Mip off his shoulder.
My little buddy shrieks, before teleporting out of his body to my shoulder where he hides behind my hair. “Big meanie.” He sniffles as his body hits the ground.
It doesn’t take us long to find the room, and when we do, Kushim and Fitzroy insist that they sandwich me before we walk inside. Something about shady places, shady people, and a pretty girl like you could be attacked. I guess it’s a good thing they haven’t been traveling with me for long if we’re not allowed to sleep at rest stops and this motel could have “shady people.”
“Am I shady people?” I ask no one in particular.
“My eyes say no, but my brain says maybe,” Fitz supplies as he walks out of the bathroom, then moves around the room, checking under the mattress and behind the art hanging on the walls.
“Well?” Kushim asks when it seems like Fitzy is finished with his little egg hunt.
“It’s clean.”
“Of course it is. I’m sure the staff cleans it after every guest.” To prove my point, I throw myself onto the flowery comforter.
Three skeptical sets of eyes look at me, but a bed is a bed, and this one does actually smell clean. My eyelids start to droop, so I wiggle myself around until I’m under the sheet and propped against the pillows. I should get up and brush my teeth, but the bed is just so cozy. As I’m drifting off, two large warm bodies climb in on either side of me, and two large, but very different hands slide up my stomach and back.
I open my eyes to find Kushim in front of me. He runs his hands over my side, cupping my ass and pulling me flush against him. Soft, scratchy kisses trail up my back. I shiver, and my core clenches. Am I about to be double teamed?
I look around for Aldrich and see him sitting on the foot of the bed, his heated gaze drinking in the sight of me between my other two mates. Hell yes! I am pumped . I mean, what’s the point of having multiple mates if I’m not supposed to have group sex? I have lots of love to give, and after everything that happened today, I’d really like to be snuggled up to all three of my mates.
I think Aldrich might be uncomfortable sharing. It seems the other two have no such qualms, though.
Kushim kisses me deep, his fingers massaging my ass cheek. Fitzroy nips my shoulder, his hands tangling in my hair as he pulls it aside.
“You guys are the worst,” Mip grumbles. “I’ll just be outside, plugging my ears and trying to sleep. Goodnight, you horndogs.”
I smile at my friend as he teleports out of the room.
Kushim turns my face back to him, kissing up my jaw. Bossy demon.
I wind my hand up to play with the silky black hair at the nape of his neck. A soft, needy growl escapes him, and goosebumps erupt down my arms. I like that sound. I like it very much.
Fitzroy has scooted closer, and his erection presses against my ass just below Kushim’s grip. I arch my back, pressing into it, and earning a low, husky grunt from my shifter as well. I think I’ll make a habit of trying to get my guys to make all the growly, sexy noises. It’s very yummy.
“Mmm… as much fun as you’re having, sunshine,” Aldrich says, voice low and rumbly. “Perhaps you shouldn’t tease so much. You never know what might happen.”
Before I can so much as stick my tongue out at him, Kushim is pushing off the bed. I pout, looking up at the yummy demon, but that pout quickly turns to a grin as he starts slowly stripping off his expensive suit.
“Strip, shifter,” Kushim commands, and Fitz wastes no time undressing.
I do stick my tongue out at Aldrich then, but quickly suck it back in as I realize that Aldrich has loosened his shirt and is staring at me hungrily. I am surrounded by two hot, naked men, and one who is devouring me with his eyes. I use this opportunity to sit up in the bed and really look at my mates.
Kushim and Aldrich are impressive in their own rights with their smooth skin and lithe muscles. Kushim is darker, and he has a little more bulk than Aldrich. Aldrich stands about an inch taller, though, and his pale skin is tinted with the barest hint of green. Both yummy, both very lickable. But Fitzroy makes them both appear small. When he lies next to me on the queen-sized bed, his shoulders span half of it. He’s using his hands as a pillow, and his arm muscle bulge as he flexes, grinning up at me. Fitzroy is solidly built from head to toe, and when I finally get a glimpse of the cock that had me coming so hard I saw stars earlier today, I have to wipe the drool off my face.
“Come here, Clover.” Kushim beckons me with his finger.
I crawl toward him on the bed. He licks his lips, his eyes burning with desire as I approach him. He pulls my shirt over my head, dragging his fingers slowly against my sensitive skin. I shiver, and Fitz reaches around me and pops the button on my jeans.
Aldrich stays back, and when I look at him, he mouths, “soon.” He knows how badly I want all three of them. I nod at him as someone undoes my bra, and when the cold air hits my nipples, they pebble as goosebumps run over me.
I let out a little squeal as Kushim lifts me off the bed and presses his lips to mine, his arms banding around me possessively. In one smooth tug, Fitz has my undies and pants off. I’m bombarded with the juxtaposition of the cool air in the room, and the warmth of my demon’s lips and chest pressed against mine.
Perhaps, goosebumps and I should get acquainted. It seems that they’ll be visiting quite often.
Fitzroy gets up on his knees and sandwiches me between them. “You can call the shots, demon. I just want to get a taste of our girl,” he says as he runs his rough hands up and down my sides. He slows when he gets to my breasts, then massages them gently before he starts back down.
Kushim’s smile is wicked as he breaks our kiss, and I have a feeling that Fitz just said the magic words.
“Get back on the bed, sweetness, and get on your hands and knees,” Kushim says.
When I’ve assumed the position, I look up at him, licking my lips. His gaze on me is so hot I can practically see the flames in his eyes. Or maybe I really do see flames, on account of his demon-ish-ness.
“Now,” he says, voice husky. “The shifter is going to devour your sweet pussy while you suck my cock.”
I look down at Fitzroy, and his grin is absolutely feral as he positions himself underneath me. He nips my stomach, then places his hands on my hips, holding me where he needs me. Kushim is at the edge of the bed, his long cock bobbing in front of me, and my tongue darts out to lick the head.
He threads his fingers through my hair, growling that growl I like, then says, “Don’t stop until she’s come twice.”
“Sir, yes, Sir.” Fitz chuckles, then he runs his tongue from slit to clit, dipping inside me a little as he does.
I gasp, and Kushim shoves his cock in my mouth, pumping his hips slowly a few times and allowing me to adjust. I run my tongue around the head, sucking slightly, and he tightens his grip in my hair.
Fitz pulls me down, so I’m sitting on his face. I try to move, so he has room to breathe, but his hands clamp down on my thighs, holding me in place. If it’s Fitz, I sits.
I can see Aldrich out of the corner of my eye. He has his pants undone, and his hand slowly moves up and down his cock. My pussy clenches at the sight. At that moment, Fitz sucks hard on my clit, sparks dance behind my eyes and my toes curl, muscles tensing, as he races me to the edge. I moan around Kushim’s cock, and he picks up the pace, pumping into my mouth and hitting the back of my throat. I barely hold back the gag.
After a few seconds, he slows again and says, “If Aldrich is here, and he’s comfortable joining in, then I think your nipples need some attention.”
Aldrich hesitates for a moment, but when Fitz shoves his tongue inside me, hitting that magic button and making me buck, he slides onto the bed next to us.
“Are you sure this is okay?” Aldrich asks, running his hand across my back, his touch feather-light.
I nod, trying and failing to say “yes” around Kushim’s cock. It’s more than okay. I’ve wanted to feel a connection like this with Aldrich since the moment we met.
Aldrich palms my boob, squeezing slightly and moaning. I guess when you’ve been without sex for as long as Aldrich has, then even my itty bitty titties hit the spot. He rolls my nipple in his fingers, and it throws me over the precipice. I crash into oblivion as white hot pleasure rolls through me, and I shudder. Fitz sucks my clit, drawing the orgasm out, and before I have time to even blink, the next one starts building.
“That’s one.” Kushim says, tilting his hips so I can look up into his eyes.
I roll my tongue all over him, and he shoves us back down. He sets a grueling pace, and the other two pick up on his intentions. Aldrich leans down and sucks one of my nipples into his mouth, the other he works hard with his deft fingers. Fitz pulls me down harder, his tongue working me like a stripper works a pole.
We’re a writhing, sweaty mass of grunts and moans, and as my second orgasm hits, Kushim jerks himself out of my mouth, panting.
“You didn’t—” I say between breaths.
“I will,” Kushim says, “But I want to come in that tight cunt.”
Aldrich lets go of my breasts, sitting back, and Fitzroy pulls me down him, so that I’m in his lap as he sits up. He’s smiling at me as he licks his lips, and his erection is straining against my stomach.
“How was dinner?” I ask, running my hands over his hard pecs.
“Divine,” he replies. “I’m just waiting on dessert.”
I giggle as Kushim rounds the bed to be behind me.
“We’re not done with you, my sweet.” His whispered voice in my ear makes me shiver. “You’re gonna ride the shifter, and then, when he’s done, I’m gonna take you from behind while you suck the Fae off. You’re gonna be filled with our cum, sweetness.”
“I’m gonna be lubed up and slicker than an oil spill in Guy Fieri’s kitchen,” I mumble into Fitzroy’s shoulder.
His laughter rings out in the room, and he pulls me up into a brief but rough kiss.
“Damn straight you are. And everyone will know who you belong to,” he says, lifting my much smaller body off of his and lining me up with him. He slips inside of me with ease, my pussy primed and ready from his oral onslaught.
“You know, you could call each other by name,” I say, panting as I bounce up and down on Fitz’s lap. “Instead of demon this, Fae that, shifter this. You all have wonderful na—AAAHHH!”
Fitz hits a particularly sensitive spot, and I scream.
“As long as you use our names when we make you scream your pleasure,” Kushim says. He slides his hand down between Fitz and me and pushes against my clit. I scream again.
Fitzroy blinks, and his eyes go from their warm forest green to those intense purple galaxies. His gaze draws me in, and when he inhales, I inhale. That sweet, intoxicating scent that I smelled back at the bar hits me and shivers run through my body. My slowly building orgasm turns into a rapidly building one.
Is that scent coming from Fitzroy? I think Aldrich mentioned something about it earlier. Is it a unicorn thing? Can he only do it during sex? I need answers to these questions, but maybe… later…
“Interesting,” Kushim says, then he flicks my clit as Fitz rams into me.
I shatter. That sweet scent explodes into the room, and Kushim pulls me off Fitz and into him, entering me from behind in one smooth movement. He wraps my legs around him.
“Fae… Aldrich…” He grunts out.
Whatever that scent is, it’s got us all worked up. My fourth orgasm is well on its way to fruition, and Aldrich’s pupils are blown wide. He’s panting as he shuffles across the bed, reaching for me so he can hold me up between my two mates while I’m being sexed up better than the world’s best porn star.
I’ve gotta see if we can bottle this stuff. I bet we’d make a killing.
I wrap my arms around Aldrich’s waist, and when Kushim thrusts into me, I take Aldrich in my mouth. Fitz is watching, his galaxy eyes swirling, and that sweet scent intensifies. Kushim increases his speed, grunting and whispering my name. Aldrich starts to jerk in my arms, and I know he’s close. The thought pushes me into another orgasm, and as I clench around my demon, he shudders, his release filling me, just as Aldrich finds his climax.
“Fuck, Clover.” Aldrich moans, his grip tightening around me as my mouth warms with his cum. I swallow, and Aldrich gently tugs me away from Kushim, kissing me with more love than I’ve ever felt in my whole life and holding me like he never wants to let me go.
“Holy shit!” Fitz exclaims. “Did you see that, dem—Kushim?”
“I did,” Kushim says, and I look over at them.
“What is it?”
“I saw Aldrich when you kissed,” Fitzroy says, smiling.
He gets up and brings an armful of towels and washcloths out of the bathroom. We all clean up and snuggle in together. It doesn’t take long for sleep to find me with a smile on my face.