Total pages in book: 98
Estimated words: 92659 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 463(@200wpm)___ 371(@250wpm)___ 309(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 92659 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 463(@200wpm)___ 371(@250wpm)___ 309(@300wpm)
Like worship.
The desire I was barely holding on to before comes roaring back. It’s compounded by the taste of Eurydice on my tongue and the way she grinds herself against my face. Little sounds escape her lips and her movements go jerky. She’s close.
Orpheus chooses that moment to cup my balls in one hand and press two fingers to the sensitive spot behind them as he sucks me deep and hard. I don’t have the chance to brace for it, to resist the pleasure. I moan against Eurydice’s pussy as I come, and he doesn’t hesitate to drink me down.
He also…doesn’t stop.
He gives me one last long suck, and then he begins licking his way down my length. Doing exactly as he was commanded, cleaning every inch of me. It’s too much. I’m so sensitive that my thighs are shaking, but there’s nowhere to go, pinned between him and Eurydice and the couch.
“Charon?” She twists a little in my hands. “Oh. Oh.”
I’m not sure who makes the decision to move, whether it’s me sliding down or Orpheus tugging at my thighs, but somehow I end up flipping all three of us. Orpheus hits the ground on his back, and the little bastard has my cock in his mouth before I fully settle Eurydice onto the couch. He doesn’t seem to care that I’ve gone soft. On the contrary, he seems delighted he can fit all of me into his mouth now.
I can’t get distracted. Eurydice hasn’t come yet, and I need her orgasm more than I need my next breath. I drag my tongue up her center and then back down, giving myself some time to get settled. There’s a proper way to do this, calm and controlled and perfectly rhythmic. I’m not capable of it right now. This keeps fucking happening. The moment I get my hands or mouth on her, I lose control.
That truth is not being helped along by Orpheus. Not when his two fingers are making his intentions more than clear. I nip Eurydice’s thigh in frustration. “Stop that shit, Orpheus.”
He starts to obey me, but then Eurydice laughs. I look up at her, and she’s never been more beautiful than in this moment. Her hair is wild around her face, and her skin is flushed with need and desire. She tugs at my hair with another laugh that edges toward a delicious kind of mean. “Whatever you’re doing, Orpheus…don’t stop.”
“Baby, this is supposed to be about you.” It’s so fucking hard to focus, especially when Orpheus’s fingers return, wet this time, and press into my ass. I can’t stop myself from thrusting into his mouth. My cock isn’t soft anymore, and while part of me loves this shit, another part of me wants to punish him for it.
Eurydice’s smile goes soft in a way that makes my heart lurch. “In what world would I not want to see you come apart, Charon? It’s so sexy to see you lose control. I think I’m addicted to it.”
I stare at her for a beat, but then Orpheus does something that makes my balls draw tight. If I don’t hurry up, he’s going to make me come again before I get Eurydice off. I don’t think it’s a competition right now, but the threat of one gets me moving again.
I press two fingers into her and go after her clit with my tongue. Her soft curse is music to my ears. This time, I don’t mess around teasing her. This is a race to the finish. The challenge hits my blood, which only works against me. It’s okay though; Eurydice was already almost all the way there. She tugs on my hair hard enough to make me groan in tormented pleasure, and then she’s coming all over my face. I’m not far behind her. Again, Orpheus winds me up and then sucks me dry.
We end up in a messy pile half on the couch and half on the floor. I expect Eurydice to do something about Orpheus’s hard cock pressing against the front of his pants, but she merely taps her thigh. He crawls to her and presses his face there with a look like bliss. Penance. It seems to be serving them both, and since no one is trying to get up and fuck up their aftercare, I haul myself onto the couch next to her. She sinks into my side with a happy sound. I’m happy. This feels too fucking good. I give her a soft kiss as our bodies cool and our heartbeats return to normal. Even as I tell myself not to, my hand drops to cover hers on Orpheus’s head.
It’s…perfect.
12
ORPHEUS
When I came to the lower city, some part of me really hoped I had a chance of getting Eurydice back, even as I told myself it was impossible. That there was nothing I could do to earn her forgiveness. I even believed it…until Eurydice told me to crawl.