CHAPTER 30
~ All In, In a Big Way ~
Stepping into the open doorway of the guest room, Callie stops when both of her males turn her way with surprise evident on their beloved faces. “How long have you been standing there?” Nyle demands hoarsely, his voice thick with emotion and his normally brilliantly blue eyes seem dim and are red rimmed. Callie’s heart clenches because her mate is plainly hurting. Hurting because of her. Steeling her resolve, finally unwilling to run from her failings, Callie knows she has to make this right… for all of their sakes.
In an instant, she takes in the scene before her. Both of her males are dressed in only pajama pants and are seated on the bed holding hands. Her beautiful males were so involved in each other that they did not hear her approach, that or her preternatural stealth abilities are becoming more finely tuned. Either way, Callie focuses on their clasped hands and waits for that awful little voice in her subconscious to whisper that her males do not need her. That they have each other, and there really isn’t room in their love story for another needy heart. But that insidious voice is finally, thankfully silent. The doubts which spawned and nurtured those vile lies has been replaced by love, hope, and determination. After all, haven’t these two powerful males gone out of their way to cater to Callie’s needs and chase away her lingering insecurities?
Steeling her spine and licking her lips nervously, Callie finds her voice. “I’m in.” The words come out as a weak croak. She clears her throat and speaks again, this time with much more strength and all of the conviction thrumming in her heart. “I’m in. All. In.” The emphasis she places on the last two words isn’t lost on her younger lover.
Nyle flies from the bed to stand before her. Callie can see the hope in his gaze as he searches her face for any hint of uncertainty or mixed convictions. Apparently, he doesn’t find anything because he smiles… a slow, seductive, and entirely wicked smile which causes Callie’s belly to flutter and her panties to dampen.
“All in?” Her Celtic wolf’s growly and gravelly voice seems to be hardwired directly to Callie’s clit, which throbs in response to the potent sexual energy resonating from her shifter lover. The woman herself can barely muster a mute nod by way of response. “Surrender,” he demands in a voice that makes her nipples tighten almost painfully against the satin confines of her bra. “Trust in us. Trust in our mating. It is time for you to finally give us all of you and allow us to give you all of us.”
With those words, he wraps his strong hand in her hair to roughly tug her head backwards so that she has no choice but to look up into his demanding visage. “No more holding back, Callie Boyd. We are your mates and we deserve your whole heart, not just the small bits you feel you could safely manage to lose.” Despite his demanding words and hard tone, Callie can plainly sense her mate’s vulnerability in this moment. The ball is in her court and she must give him what he needs…heck, what they all need.
“No holding back,” she confirms with utter confidence, her eyes never once wavering from her wolf’s commanding gaze. “Never again.”
Her moan of pleasure when Nyle claims her mouth for a possessive and wholly dominating kiss causes her lover’s cocks to harden in response. Callie melts into a pliable mass of molten need when Kazar’s hard body presses into her own from behind and she is forced to clutch at Nyle’s finely sculpted bare back to remain upright. When her vampire’s hands cup both of her breasts to knead them through the fabric of her tee shirt and bra, Callie yearns for more. She is suddenly desperate to have nothing come between her and her males. No barriers, not the emotional kind or even the very fabric of their clothing. A bit of inspiration takes root, and Callie wills their clothing away as she loses herself in this moment of surrender to her males.
A cool draft of night air wafts over Callie’s exposed body and she startles at the sensation. Nyle breaks their kiss and pulls back from devouring her mouth to gaze questioningly into her eyes, as Kazar’s hands continue to knead her now bare breasts. She gasps in delight when her Egyptian lover tweaks the taunt peaks before rolling them between thumb and forefingers causing the evidence of her burgeoning arousal to seep from the apex of her legs. Nyle’s rich laughter rumbles deep in his chest before he quips, “Tapping into your dragon magick, Lonnàille?”
Callie allows her head to fall back and rest on Kazar’s shoulder and her eyelids flutter closed as he nuzzles her neck, all the while continuing his exquisite torture of her aching breasts. “Mmmm, I believe I did,” she admits languidly as her fingers possessively claw at Nyle’s back, pulling him nearer so she might savor his preternatural body heat and the rock-hard length of his stout erection against her now bare belly. “I was told that I should be able to manifest clothing, so it only seemed logical that I could also make clothing disappear at will.”
“Handy little ability,” Kazar murmurs against her ear. Callie turns to face her lover and he captures her mouth for a sensuous kiss that rivals Nyle’s possessive claiming in terms of intensity. The vampire swallows Callie’s deep, carnal moan as Nyle trails hot, wet, biting kisses down her throat and over her chest. When he swirls his tongue around her belly button before dipping deeply into the recess in an imitation of what he has frequently done with that talented tongue to her pussy, Callie’s hips involuntarily move forward seeking more. Kazar nips at her lips with the tips of his exposed fangs before taunting his female mate. “Do you want Nyle to use his very gifted mouth on your sweet pussy?”
“Yes, yes, oh god yes,” Callie breathes and then gasps a split second later when Nyle grasps her shoulders and Kazar moves down to insert his arms between her legs to hook them at the knees so that he can lift her off her feet, with her thighs spread wide. Callie reflexively reaches up and behind her head to wrap her arms tightly around Kazar’s neck to keep from falling on her ass.
“Trust me, puella, you are in good hands,” the vampire purrs seductively into her ear. “I’d never drop you.”
Callie can only nod at his words because she knows he is telling the truth, but the intense look on her other lover’s face has her totally captivated. She watches, utterly entranced as Nyle steps back to examine this new arrangement with nothing but approval and pure lust shining in his brilliantly blue eyes. “Fucking perfect, my male,” Nyle praises Kazar with obvious admiration. “You opened her beautiful pussy just right. Just for me.” He licks his lips and meets his longtime lover’s gaze and the males share some silent communication as Nyle reaches out to tease the slick and swollen flesh of her labia with his fingertips. “Callie, my love, do you have any idea how much joy I get from giving my mates pleasure with my mouth?”
Callie can only shake her head as Nyle holds her in rapt captivity with only the power of his gaze and the deft, teasing touch of his fingertips. “It is one of my greatest pleasures to suck Kazar’s long, thick shaft. A pleasure rivaled only by devouring your sweet cunt.” With that admission, he gracefully lowers himself to his knees and worshipfully brushes his nose and bearded chin against her now bare mons. Electric zings of pleasure sizzle throughout Callie’s body as the recently waxed skin reacts to Nyle’s skillful ministrations.
A slight smile curls her lips because her impulsive decision to get her pubic hair removed the other day at the spa seems to be a huge hit with her males. “Do you know how fucking turned on I am to see that this pretty pussy is now hairless?” He hums his approval and the vibrations against her flesh make her shudder in anticipation.
Kazar suppresses a chuckle when Callie croaks out a nearly inaudible negative response. “Our Nyle loves giving oral, but he is not a big fan of pubic hair. Which is why I am hairless down there,” Kazar confides in an amused tone. Callie had just assumed it was something that had been common in ancient times for Egyptian men to have a smooth pubic area. She had not questioned her lovers about it because Nyle has a neatly trimmed thatch of auburn curls at the base of his impressive cock. She had simply put it down to cultural differences.
“As for me,” Kazar continues, “…a bit of hair doesn’t detract from the experience when I take that long, thick shaft deep into my throat.” He nuzzles her ear lovingly and adds; “And it certainly doesn’t detract from the sweetness of your delectable pussy, but I am pleased that you now have a bare mons to entice our mate to pleasure you with his talented mouth even more often.”
“Uhmmmm, me too,” she moans as Nyle’s hot, wet, and oh-so talented tongue laves her sensitive clitoris before moving lower to delve into the slick folds of her pussy.
“So fucking slick, hot, and wet. And sweet, so fucking sweet. The perfect cunt,” Nyle murmurs before focusing on pleasuring her clit with his tongue. Callie and Kazar are both watching Nyle eagerly and skillfully eat her pussy when he slowly slides one thick finger deep inside her slick depth. When he adds a second finger and crooks them gently to stimulate that hidden erogenous spot, Callie moans her appreciation.
Nyle continues to suck her clit, lave, lick, and tease her pussy as his fingers usher her right up to the edge of an orgasm before he stops to lean back and rest upon his heels to look up into his female’s face. “When you said you were all in, did you mean that?” Callie does not miss the blatant challenge in her lover’s gaze as he watches her intently. “Are you truly willing to put yourself completely in my hands and let me do anything I want to do to your body?”
Despite the fog of lust and unbridled need which is clouding Callie’s mind, she realizes this is indeed a pivotal moment for the triad’s relationship. She also realizes this is the perfect opportunity to prove her commitment to her mates and also to indulge in her increasingly darker and more carnal appetites. “I do,” she vows breathlessly. She nods vigorously to support her verbal claim. Her smile is positively wicked when she purrs; “Show me what I’ve been missing. I surrender. I am ready to put all of my trust in my mates and our triad. I give you and Kazar all of myself so that I can, in turn, truly have all of you.”
Nyle’s full lips curl into a satisfied smile at her paraphrasing his own words to answer his question. “Good girl.” He smiles wickedly as he inserts another finger into her wet pussy to resume his rhythmic finger fucking. When he brings her to the precipice of yet another climax, he stops suddenly, with a wicked smirk on his handsome face. “Hang on to Kazar, my precious Callie, and trust that we both have you as I introduce you to the pure carnal joy of fisting.”
The shock of hearing Nyle’s plans nearly make Callie call a halt. She fully trusts in her males to never do anything that will cause her harm, however, that doesn’t mean her inexperience doesn’t make her hesitant. “Fisting?” she croaks. “That’s really a thing?” Despite her trepidations, Callie realizes her pussy is throbbing in anticipation at the thought of such daring and taboo sexual play.
“Mmmmm, indeed it is,” Kazar murmurs against her ear. “Quite a pleasurable thing. Very naughty. Wicked actually.” Electrictrity zings through Callie’s belly at Kazar’s words and she moans softly when her lover tenderly nips at the column of her throat before saying; “Our Nyle is rather good at it. Just think about it little girl. Think about how good it will feel to have Nyle’s entire hand inside your tight little cunt. The stretch, the burn, and the utter surrender you will experience as he masterfully brings you to an amazing climax.”
“You’ve done that?” Callie whispers breathlessly.
“Indeed. I’ve been the fistee and fister.” The ancient vampire chuckles at his own terminology. “Although, I much prefer to receive,” Kazar admits.
“Doesn’t it hurt? I mean to have his entire fist inside your body that way?” Callie’s voice is strong and doesn’t quaver, but her males can sense her need to know more about the act before they undertake it.
“It does hurt when Nyle fists me. But that is on purpose because I often enjoy a heavy bite of pain with my pleasure.” Kazar chuckles and kisses Callie’s temple. “I often enjoy giving and receiving pain while I am fucking.” Those dirty words conjure up all kinds of very filthy and enticing images in Callie’s fevered imagination. She moans loudly when Nyle resumes fingering her still sopping wet pussy. “But our lover purposefully keeps his hands and nails in immaculate condition so that he will never inflict any injury upon our bodies and he always uses plenty of lube. He is a true master at fisting and many other kinky sexual practices, believe me.” The vampire chuckles and then instructs Nyle to retrieve the lube from the bedside table.
Callie chuckles when she hears this. “Really? You just happen to keep lube in all the guest rooms?”
“Indeed. We never know when our guests will need such accoutrements. Plus, Nyle and I have been known to indulge wherever the urge might arise, as evidenced by what you witnessed in our kitchen not too long ago.” He shrugs one shoulder. “It simply seems prudent to always be prepared.”
While Kazar and Callie have been talking, Nyle rushed over to grab the lube and has been busily teasing her throbbing clit. “Ready?” he asks, searching her face.
“I am,” she says a bit breathlessly. With great care for his female, Nyle skillfully works all four fingers of his hand into her willing flesh as her hips rock to meet each shallow thrust. His steady, rhythmic finger fucking soon has Callie’s body once again approaching orgasm.
With a wicked gleam in his beautiful blue eyes, Nyle stops rubbing her clitoris and slowly withdraws his fingers. “You really want to come, don’t you, Callie?” The response she is capable of in that moment is to collapse against Kazar and emit an adorable growl of frustration. Nyle smirks knowingly at his surprisingly adventurous mate. “Your sweet cunt is so very greedy, Beautiful. I like it.”
Callie desperately desires that orgasm her lovers have been denying her, but she also finds that she is suddenly very keen to find out exactly what it feels like to have Nyle’s entire hand inside of her. She needs to give this act of surrender to her lovers, and she wants to experience this daring carnal act with two men who love her completely.
“Do it,” she pants between gasps. “I want… to feel you… deep inside of me, Nyle. Fist my greedy cunt…. Please.”
Kazar and Callie both watch enthralled as Nyle greedily sucks the abundant evidence of her arousal from his fingers before he generously applies a thick layer of lube to Callie’s pussy and his entire hand.
Intrigued and a bit nervous, Callie watches as Nyle forms a beak like shape with his hand while continuing the external stimulation of her clitoris. He looks up to meet her gaze, and is reassured that he sees trust and desire shining brightly. His nod affirms his confidence and he says, “Feeling intense pressure is normal. Unavoidable, in fact.” Callie nods her understanding. “I am confident you will enjoy this, baby, but do not hesitate to let me know if you experience real pain.”
As he speaks, he increases pressure on her clit. Faster and faster, he moves the thumb of his other hand in practiced, tantalizing circles, while he gently begins to slip his duck head shaped fist inside her slick passage. “Callie, if at any time you decide you want to stop, just say so and I will stop immediately.” She simply nods and moans at the pleasure of the increased clitoral stimulation as well as the very pleasant, but also intense, pressure of his invading hand.
“Wouldn’t this be easier if I were lying down?” Callie asks breathlessly as her hips involuntarily surge forward in response to Nyle’s ministrations. Despite all of the sexual stimulation and her growing carnal appetite for anything her males want her to experience, she can’t help but be curious.
Kazar chuckles. “I rather enjoy holding your sweet body immobile against my own as our mate pleasures you.” He plants a tender kiss upon her temple and confesses, “I want to hold you exposed and vulnerable against my body while I watch Nyle bury his entire hand in your hot, wet pussy. I want to watch, and feel, you writhe in ecstasy as he fucks you that way.”
Kazar’s naughty words and Nyle’s skillful invasion of her body, along with her own building anticipation, cause Callie to emit a strangled sound of delight. Nyle groans his appreciation as her inner muscles quiver in welcome then relax in welcome, inviting his knuckles to slip smoothly inside her slick vagina. “Baby, your sweet cunt is so wet, so slick, so greedy… so fucking perfect.” Callie’s body reacts to his filthy words, her inner muscles once again contract and then expand to ease the way for Nyle’s entire hand to slip deep inside her eager flesh. Halting all movement, Nyle searches her face for any signs of distress before he slowly contracts his fingers to form a fist, causing Callie to moan again.
“Feel good, sweetheart?” Nyle prompts with a knowing expression on his handsome face. Callie smiles because she can see the wolf very near the surface. In fact, it is the beast gazing through his eyes as she answers.
“Uh-hmmm. Yes, so good.” Her eager response makes both men smile. A minute rotation of Nyle’s wrist causes his protruding knuckles to graze the sensitive sweet spot deep inside her channel and she moans loudly in response, as her hips instinctually rock in an effort to experience more. “Yes, like that,” she breathes out, sounding almost desperate. Callie realizes that she is indeed desperate. Frantic, eager to experience more. To revel in this hedonistic and wholly kinky experience. She wants her wolf to fuck her with his fist and push her out of her comfort zone as he drives her over the edge into the oblivion of a mind blowing orgasm.
Nyle chuckles wickedly and pivots his meaty fist rhythmically inside her body to tease more pleasure from the experience. His talented thumb continues to rub her swollen clit as he leans forward to suck a turgid nipple into his mouth to suckle hard as his hands work their magic on her pussy.
“Let go of all of your inhibitions, amica mea,” Kazar whispers against Callie’s ear. “Allow our lover to take you to heights of pleasure and pain you can only imagine.” The obscenely wet squishing sounds created by Nyle’s movements fill the room along with the heaving breaths of the lovers. To Callie’s ears, it sounds like a symphony of sin and carnal delight – pure music to her ears.
“Callie, open your eyes,” Kazar commands. “Look down. I want you to see and feel that our Nyle has his entire fist inside your sweet body. Savor it, baby.”
That’s the exact moment when Nyle once again rotates his wrist to apply friction against her hidden sweet spot before partially flexing his fist to expand the bulk of the intrusion causing his female to moan her approval. When he subtly shifts the hand working her clit to apply pressure to her lower belly, Callie wails in sweet agony which quickly morphs into unbelievable ecstasy. Nyle’s thumb works quickly to rub her over-sensitized clit as his fist gently works forward and back, forward and back, in a parody of a fucking motion. When Callie tries to surge forward to meet his movements, Nyle proudly encourages her wantoness. “That’s it, Callie. Fuck my hand. Take everything I’m giving you and beg for more.”
“Yes, more. So full. So good. More.” Callie pleads. “Please make me come. I need to come.”
Her lovers chuckle and exchange a knowing look as Nyle continues to stroke their female expertly. When she is riding the precipice of her orgasm, he once again flexes his wrist before barking out the order she has been waiting for. “Come for us, mo bhanríon! Shower my fist with your sweet nectar!” There is no mistaking the command in Nyle’s words and Callie’s body obeys eagerly as the excruciating bliss of her climax sends her body, mind, and soul soaring to unimagined heights. Right before her consciousness fades to black, she imagines that she hears splashing sounds as though the triad had been doused with a bucket of water.
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Awareness returns gradually as Callie’s mind and body come back online minutes later. The warm embrace of her shifter lover’s body curled protectively around her own assure her that she was safe the entire time she was on that other plane of awareness. Even though her eyelids feel as though they have been weighted down, she opens them slowly to see Kazar crawl upon the bed to kneel between her legs with a warm, wet wash cloth and fluffy towel in his hands. She watches utterly enthralled as her vampire tenderly wipes her body clean with the damp cloth and then gently pats her skin dry with the soft, absorbent towel. Planting tender, adoring kisses along the way. She watches as he makes steady progress from the apex of her thighs down the entire length of her legs. He even washes and dries the skin between her toes. He looks up to see her watching and smiles lovingly in return.
Sitting back on his heels, Kazar inquires; “Ah, you are back? How are you feeling, regina meis?”
“Ugh, what’s with all the “my queen” business?” Callie croaks out through parched lips as she struggles to sit up before she assures her vampire that she feels fine after that mind-blowing orgasm. Nyle helps her into an upright position on his lap. Despite her satiated and languorous state, she can’t help but to be aware of his rock hard cock pressing against her ass and lower back. She leans back into Nyle’s embrace and turns her head to nuzzle against his neck affectionately before purring; “That was amazing, my wolf. Thank you for giving me that experience.”
He chortles his satisfaction and plants a sweet kiss upon her temple. “Indeed, my love. It was amazing for me as well. You are amazing.” He rubs his head against her in a gesture that is purely wolf before planting another kiss. “Thank you. Thank you for your surrender and the gift of your trust.” His arms tighten around her body in equal parts possession and protection. He chuckles again, and Callie knows he’s bound to be sporting a cocky smirk on his handsome face.
She returns her attention to her vampire and smiles dreamily at him. “Thank you for guiding me through that and cleaning me up afterwards.” She giggles almost drunkenly and asks; “But why did you clean my legs and feet?”
Both males chuckle knowingly as Kazar moves toward Callie on hands and knees, much like a predator moving in upon its prey. “Because, mea Bella,” the Egyptian smiles knowingly, “…female ejaculate fluid tends to be rather sticky as it dries.”
Callie surprises herself by not blushing profusely upon learning she is a squirter. But she realizes she shouldn’t be too surprised because she is changing, inside and out. And hopefully, she will soon come to terms with her changing wants and needs as she gets a better handle on her new nature and powers.
You will, the inner voice of the Dragon Queen assures. The changes are already taking root. You are stronger than you’ve ever been and you know it. Embrace it. With a naughty smile on her lips, Callie decides to just go with it and embrace it all, just as her inner voice encourages.
With that new, more optimistic attitude, Callie and her mates lie entwined in each other’s arms, quietly talking while the three exchange loving caresses and kisses. Just as Callie realizes her mates also require attention and she suggests the trio abandon the guestroom for their much larger bed in their own chambers, their blissful bubble is shattered by a magickal explosion which rocks their world.