The Power of Three (2 page)

Dropping to her knees, Delayna took her husband’s rod into her mouth.

Oscar moaned, imagining her moist lips circling his own dick. Bo grabbed her hair, thrusting in and out of her mouth. She sucked hard, taking him in all the way to his balls.
That-a-girl
.

Oscar turned his attention to her rounded backside, wanting to spear her still juicy hole with his straining cock, but would the other man appreciate that yet? Was he ready for a ménage?

Standing up, she nudged her husband onto the bed then crawled on top of him. Oscar groaned, watching the sway of her hips, his erection painful.

She tumbled to the side.

“No. There’s no way you’re exposing your ass to him. I want to see what he’s doing at all times.”

She spun around, rising onto all fours to face Oscar. “Does this work for you?”

Oscar caught her sly grin along with her wink.
Oh, she’s a naughty one
.

“Much better.” Bo rammed into her from behind, grasping her hips and grinding his body against hers with incessant rhythm, as if showing off his prowess.

Oscar grasped his dick and stroked himself, eager to get off. The man did have moves. Yet, as much as he enjoyed watching them fuck, he yearned to be involved.

Delayna lifted a hand off the bed and crooked a finger at him, licking her lips. With two strides, he stood facing her. If she was willing, he wouldn’t refuse. She grabbed his shaft and drew him past her lips. His knees grew weak; it had been too long since he’d been inside anyone’s sweet mouth.

She sucked him into her moist heat until he hit the back of her throat. Then she swallowed him deeper.

Oh gods
!

Bo’s thrusts along with her motions brought him within seconds of release, the muscles in his thighs tight. Until her husband stopped.

“No. I can’t do this. I can’t watch this.”

She released Oscar’s dick and glanced over her shoulder. “You’re so much harder than usual. Admit it, you like to watch.”

“I do, but it’s something more. You’re
my
wife.
Mine
.” Bo glared at him.

“Then what do we do now?” she asked.

Oscar sighed. He understood, couldn’t imagine sharing his lovers with anyone outside the three of them, but he had to return. If there was a way. “Just like when you freed me from the statue, I’d like to be between you. To be in the middle of your fucking might send me back. Please, I beg you, can we at least try?”

She raised her eyebrows, staring at her husband. “It’s up to you. I’m fine either way.”

The man muttered under his breath, leaving Oscar with a fist of worry clutching his stomach. Would he ever get to rejoin his lovers? What would happen to him if he didn’t? Besides the two people in front of him, there was nothing for him in this world. He wanted to leave as much as Bo wanted him gone.

“Is this your fantasy?” Bo asked, staring at his wife. “Do you want to call it in now?”

She nodded. “But you have to be willing. I don’t want to make you do it. I’m sure we can figure out another way.”

Oscar remained silent, anxious to find out his fate. He could think of no other option.

“Fine,” Bo said. “I’m willing, but like a few years ago when you fulfilled my fantasy, there are some ground rules.”

Oscar didn’t care. As much as he would enjoy sex with the couple, he simply wanted to return to Wigbay.

Bo fixed his glare on him. “One, if you hurt my wife in any way, I will kill you. Two, no one will touch my ass. It is off limits. And like before, Delayna, no pictures, video recordings, or talking about this after tonight. This is a one-time thing. If this doesn’t send you back, you’re gone anyway, agreed?”

He nodded, waiting for someone to make a move. Their house, their terms.

Delayna crawled across the bed to her nightstand. She pulled out a box of condoms and a bottle of lube. “We’re going to need these.” She then shuffled to the end of the bed, pulling him and Bo to stand before her.

Gazing up at them, she grabbed a cock with each hand. Oscar shivered in anticipation. A year of imaginings paled in comparison to the real thing. She drew Bo’s dick into her mouth first. He’d anticipated as much. She had to play favorites, but he didn’t.

He clasped Bo’s jaw and claimed his mouth. The man surprised him by responding to the kiss rather than pulling away. He lined the firm lips with his tongue, seeking entrance. He intended to pleasure them both. When granted access, he plundered the man’s mouth, taking all he offered.

“Holy fuck, that is so hot.”

They broke apart to see Delayna staring up at them.

Bo pulled her into his arms. “Maybe I’ve had this fantasy, too.”

Together, they rained kisses up and down the sides of her body, savoring every inch. Oscar edged slowly around to her front to taste more. He gently sucked her breasts, swirling his tongue around her tits. But she wouldn’t have that. She fell to her knees, encasing his dick with her magical mouth. So warm. Not giving Bo a chance to object, he leaned over Delayna and took in the man’s erect rod. It didn’t take long for Bo to grasp his head and thrust deep inside. His thighs tightened as if he was ready, but Oscar stared up at him and squeezed his sack to prevent him from coming.
Not yet, big boy
.

The man backed away and laid his wife on the bed, then met his gaze. “I want to see you lick her cunt. And if I’m satisfied, I’ll suck that big prick of yours.”

He shuddered at the thought. Bo was more into the ménage than he’d expected. Oscar dove between her legs, eager to eat her sex-swollen pussy. With his first lick, she arched, grinding against his face. He plunged deeper, sampling her sweet honey.
Gods, she even tastes like Lianna
.

He easily slid two fingers inside, thrusting into her wet heat while flicking her clit with his tongue. Releasing a throaty moan, she writhed under him. “Oh, Oscar. Yeah, that’s it.”

“She’s happy, and so am I.” Bo slipped under Oscar’s hips and clutched his rod. Wet lips glided over the head and down his shaft. Waves of pleasure shot straight to his brain. The man had a wild tongue.

He gyrated into Bo’s mouth, while bringing the man’s wife closer and closer to orgasm. Her muscles gripped his digits. And as he nipped her clit, she cried out in release. Her warm nectar coated his fingers. Her body twitched, and she sank into the bed.

Focusing his attention on Bo, he pivoted over his body to sixty-nine him. With hands resting on the edge of the bed, he sank his mouth over the cock bobbing against his face. He plunged onto the other man, breathing in the musky scent of sex and Bo’s sweaty dick, until Delayna cleared her throat. As much as he hated to stop, Oscar sat up to find out what she wanted. For she’d made this all possible.

She grabbed their rods, wearing a devious smile. “I want you to fuck me. Both of you. If this is my chance to live out my fantasy, I’m going to do it right.”

Oh, he couldn’t have asked for a better place to wind up cursed.

Bo climbed to the top of the bed and lay spread eagled. “Climb aboard, honey. He can have the back end.”

Oscar shivered with excitement. His heart hammered against his ribs. Once positioned, she passed him a condom and lube, her eyes filled with pure ecstasy. “Be gentle.”

And he would. He couldn’t enjoy sex unless his partners did as well. His greatest pleasure came from ensuring theirs. He leaned down to lick and nip her ass, enjoying her squeals. But with the opportunity to be deep inside her, he didn’t want to waste time. Spreading the liquid between her ass cheeks, he gently slid a finger into her puckered hole. She moaned in response, pushing back against him. If he’d known her body more intimately, he’d have plunged right in, but he needed to ensure she could handle him first. Inserting a second finger, he circled them inside to stretch her muscles wide enough for him to fit.

“Now,” she growled. “I want your huge tool in my ass, now.”

Not wanting to keep her waiting, he sheathed his dick with latex and slicked it with lube. Ready to experience her tightness, he pressed the tip of his rod against her puckered hole. His balls rested against Bo’s.

The constriction of her muscles eased as he slid into her. He’d seen her fucked in the ass before, but worried whether she’d stretch wide enough to accommodate him. The couple kept their sex life exciting, constantly trying new positions, toys, and even light bondage. Including another person was a new step for them, and he was glad to be part of the experience.

He rode her slowly, enjoying the friction from Bo’s cock. Pressure built inside him from top to bottom, like a fuse ignited and waiting to explode. But as much as the sex thrilled him, he didn’t want the release. He wanted to return to his lovers.

He pulled out of her. “I’d like to be in the middle, the position we were in when you freed me from the statue. There has to be a way to send me home—and if just being held between you broke me out of the statue, this seems like a possibility.”

But Delayna continued to ride her husband, lying against his chest. She threw her head back, her mouth wide open, close to her release. He couldn’t leave her like that. She’d been willing to help him the entire time, and he had to aid her now. He slid back into her, reaching around to caress her breasts. He kissed her satin-smooth neck and down her back.

Suddenly she sat upright, knocking him back and crying out as she came. He helped to draw out her orgasm, plunging in opposite Bo. When he pulled out, she shuddered. Moving to lie beside Bo, her breathing remained ragged. Yet she smiled at Oscar. “That was…amazing.”

“I agree,” he said, shifting off the bed. He retreated to the bathroom to shed his condom and grab a warm, wet cloth. He returned to clean her off. “Can you handle more? If not, just say so. I don’t want to hurt you.”

She nodded, a wicked grin across her lips.

He tossed the cloth into the hamper and slid between the two of them, capturing her lips while stroking Bo’s shaft. She moaned into his mouth, her fingers sliding down to her pussy.

He stopped their journey. Anxious to play in her sweet juices again, he leaned down between her thighs and lapped her cunt. He plunged his tongue deeper. Her wet heat pulsed around him in time with the little whimpers from the back of her throat. Red-faced, her expression tensed, until she came undone, her cry filling the room.

A hand traveled down his shaft, and squeezed the head. Bo’s. “Let’s get you back to Wigbay.”

He hoped Bo would sheath him, but the man simply handed him another foil package as he put on his own protection. “You sure you can handle me?”

Bo was almost as big as Oscar, but so was Lewis. “I look forward to it.”

Delayna lay on the bed, smiling up at him.

He leaned down to capture her beautiful, swollen mouth. Her tongue found his and he reveled in the way she controlled him. Gasping for air, he pulled away. He rested his head on her shoulder. “Thank you for this. I will never forget either of you.”

And then he entered her with a driving thrust, swaying in and out of her pulsating core. Bo lubed his ass as he rocked against the man’s wife. A finger probed, and he shuddered as the tip slid past his tight ring, neglected for so long. He was desperate to have something bigger, harder, buried deep inside. His balls nearly returned to stone, heavy, aching for release, but gods, he wanted to go home and the sooner they got down to business, the sooner he’d be back with the two people he loved. A second digit. Tight, but not what he needed. He glanced over his shoulder, not wanting to waste any more time. “No, I want
you
deep inside me. Send me back, please.”

The man, gripping the flesh of his ass, didn’t need any further pleading. With a sharp penetration, Bo sank into him, pushing him farther into Delayna.

She sucked in a quick breath, her muscles squeezing him. “Wow.”

Bo pressed down on him to meet her upward thrusts, never missing a beat. Oscar’s climax built fast, starting in his thighs, as Bo’s cock swelled and her pussy tightened around his shaft.

In a lightning bolt of fulfillment for all of them, Oscar’s muscles tensed then filled with a tingling sensation as he slipped away.

“Goodbye, Oscar,” Delayna called.

But he couldn’t respond. He disappeared into a thick haze, catching a glimpse of the couple, making love as if he’d never been there. They had given him a way to return, and for that he would always be grateful.

Closing his eyes, he waited to be reunited with his lovers. For no one could compare to Lianna and Lewis in bringing him pleasure.

A warm, familiar breeze surrounded him. But instead of his lovers, he found Catalis asleep on the platform.
No
.

With measured steps, he backed away from her, taking in the rest of the room. A metal cage hung in the corner, Lianna and Lewis curled together inside. They stared at him with wide eyes.

He placed a finger to his lips, and they nodded. Careful not to wake the sorceress, he crept over to them. Searching his memory, he chanted a spell he’d learned from the forbidden books he’d found stashed at the bottom of his mother’s trunk of magical resources. He thanked the gods the former sorceress had kept that one token of her old life after she changed her evil ways upon meeting his father. And he’d inherited the genes to make the magic happen.

His lovers gasped as he whispered the dark words. But the counter-spell worked, and he lifted them out of their prison.

As much as he wanted to hold them, make love until the sun set several times over, he still had to dispose of the sorceress.

“Binding spell,” he shouted.

Catalis flicked her eyes open as the three of them raised their arms and wrapped the electric current around her. “You can’t have returned,” she screeched, struggling against the unseen ropes. “That’s impossible.”

No, not impossible
. “It’s amazing what the power of three can accomplish.” He would never attempt to handle any problem without Lianna and Lewis again. He turned to them. “We need to take her outside.” He planned to make her experience what he went through, and more.

With an invisible force, they carried her out the door and down to the shore of the lake near their dwelling. Oscar recited the forbidden words she’d used to curse him, sending her body and spirit into a palm-sized rock. Her shrieks and curses did not deter him. Stepping forward, he held the rock above his head then launched it far out into the water.