Wicked Wonderland (25 page)

“You’re so hot, Lilly. So fucking hot.” As Kris unbuttoned her dress, the warmth of his fingers trailed over her skin. His hands moved upward to cup her breasts.

Soon she was left in only her ivory camisole, bra and matching bikini bottoms. She pressed her thigh against Nick, against the growing bulge in his boxers.

Kris caressed her breasts through her camisole, fingers playing with her tight nipples, which stood up beneath the silken material. He kissed her forehead, then pulled her camisole over her head and dropped it on the floor.

She laughed. “I almost can’t believe I’m finally with the two of you like this. No stalker. No stress.”

“Believe it, baby,” Nick said. “You’re all ours.”

“All ours,” Kris echoed. He rained kisses across her cleavage and spoke slowly between each kiss. “And…you…will…never…have…to…worry…about money again.”

Morals and pride made her open her mouth to protest. But Nick knew her too well and placed a firm finger to her lips. “Baby, we have money to burn. More money than we even know what to do with. We know you’ll always want to work, play the flute and have your mortal independence, but you will let us spoil you, and you will never protest. As your Master, that is an order.” He tweaked one of her nipples between his thumb and forefinger, making her jump, while Kris went to work lapping at the other hard little pebble with his tongue. The combination of sensations made her pussy thrum with heat.

Kris tugged down one bra cup. He pinched a nipple, making her gasp.

Then deftly, Kris pushed her bra down until both breasts were out entirely. He bent his head until his tongue licked around her sensitive nipple, and she closed her eyes. Silently, she rode the sheer sensation of pleasure that spread in a line from her breasts to deep in her womb. Then Kris cupped both her breasts and massaged them, rolling her tight buds in his fingers.

When she opened her eyes again, the glint of lust in Nick’s gaze was so intense it almost scared her. Almost. “No more procrastination, Lilly. Now it’s
really
time for your punishment for all that doubting, apologizing and other crimes my little number two slave has done.”

Nick rolled her over on the ottoman and pulled her up so she was on all fours. There was a moment of silence, and she felt them both staring at her ass. Her stomach fluttered, and her knees shook. Without warning, Nick slapped her left buttock. Even through her satin panties, his large hand made a wonderfully audible slap. As always, a tiny part of her was offended by Nick’s dominance and control, while the rest of her thrilled at being submissive. She and Kris were wired that way. And gorgeous Nick was the perfect man to subjugate them both in the bedroom.

Kris slid his hand beneath the elastic waistband of her panties in the front and cupped her mound. His middle finger teased her folds, steadily stroking. The sound of Nick’s hand impacting her ass a second time echoed through the house. She groaned each time he slapped her, but she didn’t dare move. Each time his hand came down, it hurt, but it also reverberated so she could feel the sensation on her clit. It was delicious.

“How many times does this ass have to be spanked for you to truly learn your lesson?”

Was it a rhetorical question? He seemed to be waiting for an answer. “Um…I don’t know…ten?”

When the next blow landed, she nearly toppled over, but Kris held her still. Nick began to count the blows, his hand cracking against her now-tender flesh. He wasn’t gentle, and she thrilled to his dominance. Kris joined him in the counting. She cried out in pain and excitement, her cunt flickering with need and aching for cock.

Finally, as they both cried out ten, she lay submissive and docile, blinking back tears.

Kris’s hand slipped into her panties, and it looked obscenely hot. He sank a single finger deep in her pussy, curving to reach her G-spot, while the base of his palm rubbed against her clit. “Christ, she’s wet!”

She could hear Nick fumbling with something, but what Kris was doing to her was too wonderful for her to pay attention. Sensations built rapidly as she squirmed against his hand. He added another finger, then a third, stretching her until she burned. He increased the fucking motion till she whimpered. His rough, calloused thumb rubbed against her clit. “She’s naughty. I don’t think ten is enough. I think maybe twenty. Time to remove her panties.”

Nick yanked her panties down and pulled them off her legs, exposing her bare ass. His hand cracked down again. Her ass felt as if it was positively glowing. Nick’s slaps were almost too hard, and she began to struggle and protest, but Kris’s fingers deep within her cunt anchored her, pinning her down to take Nick’s smacks. Soon she lay tearfully submissive, enjoying every minute of the pain and pleasure.

Again, Nick’s hand came down, and she cried out. Her clit pulsed in response. At last, Nick’s lubed fingers dipped close to Kris’s, taking some extra moisture from her snatch; then slowly, he slid a finger up her ass. She gasped at the sudden pressure, but mercifully, it eased, and she found herself joyfully riding both their hands.

The double penetration caused her clit to swell, drawing her closer to climax. She was rising, growing hotter and hotter. The knot in her belly spread and tightened. Her nipples were on fire. When Nick eased a second finger into her ass, she began to gasp and sob. Her thigh muscles quivered, her body racked with spasms she couldn’t control. With a long moan, she reached the summit, punctuated with a sharp cry as she collapsed on the ottoman.

Even though tears burned in her eyes, she relished the searing heat on her skin and the echoes of that heat deep inside her. Kris lifted her up by her thighs so that she was bent over the ottoman, her ass in the air on one side, her head hanging down off the other so she faced the carpet. She felt someone’s tongue, she was unsure whose, licking her from behind, sliding in velvet-sweet circles around her folds, closer and closer to her clit. Finally, it moved squarely over her sensitive button. Her hips bucked as he licked her clit until she exploded with her second orgasm.

She’d finally realized it was Kris licking her when Nick pushed her gently so that her shoulders were back on the ottoman. He unbuckled his heavy belt and pushed down his jeans and satin boxers. His veined shaft jutted up so thick and stiff that it slapped against her face, and she almost laughed. But it took only a lifted eyebrow from Nick to have her obediently grab it. He pushed forward. The thickness of his cock filled her mouth. She reveled in its satin smoothness and the salty taste of his skin. She licked the hot head of his shaft over and over. Soon he was thrusting in her mouth.

“Spread your legs a bit more,” Kris said. “I’m going to fuck you.”

Her heart rate spiked in anticipation. Kris stuck two thick digits up inside her and groaned when he found out how wet she was.

Swiftly, he withdrew his fingers and replaced them with his cock in one rough shove that made her body jerk. She loved it. She wanted him deep, deeper! His stiff dick rammed in and out, his huge girth stretching her. Nick grabbed a handful of her hair as he pumped in and out of her mouth. She swirled her tongue around his cock.

Kris’s talented fingers rubbed her clit, sending wave after wave of pleasure through her. Her excited moans seemed to make Kris and Nick more aggressive. Kris used her pussy savagely as his passion continued to build. Lilly came in another shattering climax, her muscles squeezing and milking his thrusts.

Kris came suddenly, groaning against the back of her neck. Nick pulled his cock out of her throat. He kissed the top of her forehead, then crushed his mouth against hers with fierce passion, pulling her against his heavily muscled chest. His hand cupped one cheek of her bare ass as he savaged her mouth. She returned his fire, giving a low moan.

Their tongues entwined again and again, their bodies melding together, their ragged breaths coming as one. They toppled off the couch onto the thick, plush white carpet. The sudden fall to the floor made her giggle.

Catching her breath, she looked up and she saw Kris holding a package in his hand. It was wrapped in sparkly white paper and tied with a golden bow.

His cheeky smile let her know something sexy was inside. “I’d like you to open just this one gift for us now, before we do anything else.”

She rose to a kneeling position on the carpet and grinned back at him, taking the parcel from his hands. Carefully, she untied the pretty bow and took off the paper.

A gasp escaped her. The gift was gorgeous, a necklace of perfectly formed white moonstones. “I… Thank you. They’re beautiful.”

The flimsy white curtains Nick had pulled across the windows did little to block out the light, and when she held up the moonstones, she saw that from some angles the spheres appeared almost translucent, but from others they shimmered with flashes of iridescent gold and blue, visible as an inner glow.

Kris took the necklace from her hand. He held it above her face, letting the bottom stone slide coolly across her lower lip. He released more of the strand, letting it cascade down alongside her neck and throat. She felt the coolness of the stones as he skimmed them across her lips. He let more of the stones drop softly into her cleavage, an erotic and delightful slide over her skin that made her nipples tighten and ache.

Then he slipped his hand down between her legs. She gasped at the coolness, the smoothness of the moonstones there. Her body jolted. Kris slid them between her folds. The lust in his eyes made her tip her head back and moan.

Soon Nick’s hands were on her bare ass, massaging her cheeks. The low, guttural sound he made in the back of his throat, not to mention the press of his hard shaft against her ass, let her know he was aroused again.

Kris shocked and surprised her by slowly inserting one of the stones into her creamy wet opening. One by one, he pressed the stones in. Once several of the smooth, round stones were inside her, he pressed them deeper. The stones and Kris’s fingers probed and twisted, causing little bursts of pleasure to shoot through her.

When Kris finally started withdrawing the moonstones from her, rubbing each one against her clit as he pulled it out, the combination of smooth stones against her sensitive button and the dragging friction created inside her left her panting and desperate.

“Holy fuck, that is hot,” Nick groaned. I’m sorry, gorgeous, I can’t hold back any longer. I have to take you now.” He pushed the moonstones away and lowered his body onto hers; she fell back upon the thick soft carpet. He nestled his cock at her entrance, then claimed her with deep, sure possessive strokes. With each thrust, he groaned, whispering obscenities in her ear, telling her she was a great fuck, telling her she had the hottest cunt he’d ever been inside, so tight and swollen and juicy. He stared down at her in wonder.

Kris’s hands slid down his chest to his own powerful erection. The harder Nick pumped into Lilly’s pussy, the faster Kris’s hand stroked. Lilly looked up into Kris’s eyes and saw how focused he was on her.

She arched her back and groaned, drunk on arousal, drunk on the effect she had on these two beautiful men.

Digging her fingers into Nick’s shoulders, her body bucking against his, she lifted her legs higher, wrapping them around his back, groaning as his cock went deep. Nick responded by pounding away in earnest, a savage look on his face that only increased her excitement. They spun off into space together, and a climax rolled through her, rolled through the three of them. Lilly felt each man shudder in time to her own pulsing.

She lay on the carpet, stunned and smiling in the throes of post-coital bliss. Now and again, an aftershock from her powerful orgasm made her whole body shudder.

Nick touched her face lightly, he whispered in her ear, “We love you.” The soft tone of his voice caught her unaware and brought tears to her eyes. She slid her arms around his shoulders and hugged him close.

“Kris and I love you more than anything we have back in the Fae Realm. If you want us to just live here and not go back, we will. Or we can take you back to the Realm. Let you see Fae for yourself.”

She didn’t know what to say. Didn’t know how she felt about the possibility of visiting the Fae Realm. No words could express the joy she felt being with these two men, and how positively right it felt to finally be with creatures like herself—half human, half sylph. Now she knew what she really was, and so much that hadn’t made sense before now did. But could she face meeting more dark fae like Zenia? Inwardly, she cringed. She wasn’t sure she wanted to find out.

Kris put his arms around her from behind. His cock was hard again against her ass. “We’d want you to be with us forever.”

The momentary fear that had filled her remembering Zenia passed, and a wave of bliss washed over her.

Sandwiched between her two lovers, she felt a strength so great that it could easily crush her, but it cradled her instead and dropped love into her open heart. Then her peace gave way as a new thought about what a commitment to them might mean.

“Zenia was convinced I was a threat to her taking the fae throne. Will our commitment lead to that? And if I choose not to take such a role, does it mean someone evil like Zenia will become the queen in my place? Mind you, I guess this could all be hypothetical. I had an iron sword stuck in my chest. Does that mean I have no powers anymore? I guess I couldn’t become a fairy queen even if I wanted to now, right?”

Kris’s eyes widened. He looked from one to the other of them. “Lilly’s powers aren’t gone. I saw which sword the birdman stabbed her with, and it was definitely a silver sword. A lot of swords ended up in different hands from the original owners during the battle.”

Lilly blinked rapidly, trying to get hold of her emotions. Finally, she whispered, “You mean, I may have… I may still have some magic power?”

“Count on it.” Kris touched her gently on her waist. “But it seems Zenia was shortsighted, concentrating so much on you as a contender to the throne. She was unaware that your father had another lover, an Undine who was his secret mistress for years. We had a visit from Rurik the birdman while you were still in the hospital.