All Hallows Eve, Vol. 3

Chapter 10

Ten

Whitney

I’ve never been so grateful for a shower before. Cruz held onto me the entire time, even when I was more awake and could have cared for myself. He washed and conditioned my hair with one hand as I laid my head on his chest. The entire time, he whispered in my ear how good of a girl I am and how well I took Beau and Henry.

When we were done, he wrapped us in towels and laid me beside a sleeping Harper. She looked so peaceful, but she needed to shower, too. I beam at her as she wakes, but when tears gloss over her eyes, I panic.

“Hey, what’s wrong?”

“No-nothing. Nothing at all.”

I use my thumb to swipe away a tear as soon as it leaves her eye, and she turns her head to kiss my wrist.

“Did Cruz take care of you?”

I nod and wipe another stray tear. “Why are you crying? You’re worrying me.”

“I’m so content and happy. I guess it’s that. I honestly have no idea.” She chuckles and leans closer to kiss me. I close the distance, and our kiss is tender and full of love.

“Baby, let Henry take you to the shower.” I look over her shoulder as Beau steps into the room with a towel wrapped low on his hips. “It’s your turn.”

She nods and Henry scoops Harper up, leaving her no room to protest. She’ll feel better after her shower.

“It’s a nice setup you have here.” Cruz looks around the room and at the bed, which is now a disheveled mess. He pulls back the covers, and I crawl under. He joins me, as does Beau, and light touches caress my body. I don’t know how it’s possible, but I feel the heat of arousal creeping back up my body. This feeling isn’t as intense as earlier. It’s soothing and sensual. Their hands roam but don’t linger. Feather-like kisses caress my body like tiny wisps of pleasure.

“Are you wet for us, Whitney?” Cruz’s blue eyes mirror the Caribbean ocean. As he asks the question, Beau’s fingers slide between my legs.

“She’s soaked.” I whimper as he rims my entrance. “Shhh. You’ve already taken us so well tonight, gorgeous. I know you’re sore. There are other ways to pleasure you that don’t involve your pussy.” Beau’s finger makes a gentle circle around my clit while Cruz runs a flat tongue over my hardened nipple.

Fireworks erupt low in my belly, and I know, despite the many orgasms I’ve already had, my body would freely give more.

I relax and close my eyes, giving in to the sensations of their bodies playing with mine. Beau takes my other nipple in his mouth, and the push and pull of their different techniques throws me over the cliff.

My orgasms earlier were intense and powerful, but this one rolls through my body like a warm blanket, leaving me satiated and calm.

“Looks like we missed the party?” Henry stands in the doorway with Harper curled around him like a koala. She’s peppering his neck with kisses while he holds her up by her butt with one arm and caresses her naked body with the other.

“I think your arrival means the party has just begun. What do you think, Darlin’?” Beau nuzzles my neck, his beard tickling me.

“Harper, how are you?” She looks content based on the small red marks littering Henry’s body.

“Ravenous,” she mumbles against Henry’s neck.

I roll my eyes, chucking at her. “Says the woman who didn’t have two cocks in her very unused pussy.”

Harper pauses her assault on Henry and wiggles to be let down. She practically skips to me, and Cruz and Beau move out of the way so she can wrap herself around my body. Her lips now assault me, and she murmurs words of praise and encouragement.

“How do you feel? Are you okay? Are you sore? You were so fucking exquisite. Fuck, it was incredible.”

Her words against my neck make me giggle. “I’m good,” I manage to get out before her lips crash into mine. Unlike the guys, Harper seems frenzied with her kisses, like she can’t get enough.

“I have to see. Let me see.” She scrambles down my body and pushes my legs apart. I’m not sure what she plans to see. I might be a little red from the stretch, but everything feels like it should be back to normal. “Fuck you’re glistening from your orgasm.”

She shocks me—although I don’t know why it does—by licking a flat tongue up my pussy and sucking my clit into her mouth. I’m still sensitive and glare at the men when I gasp and hear their deep chuckles of amusement around us.

“Mmm. I know you showered, but you still taste like them.”

“Harper,” Beau’s voice booms. “If you continue to stick your ass in the air like that, it’s going to get fucked.”

She peers up at me from between my legs and winks. “Prove it.”

Growls echo around the room, and I don’t know who it is, but someone mumbles, “Brat.”

Crack.

Harper gasps as Henry’s hand leaves her ass where he just spanked her. My eyes dart between the two, and Harper’s eyes blaze with desire. She wiggles her hips in the air, and I watch Henry’s hand land another blow. She moans in pleasure. I never would have thought Harper liked to be spanked before, but it makes sense. Her everyday life is so controlled by her schedule that letting go in the bedroom and having someone take over seems like it would be a release for her.

“Baby, do you want one of them to take you in the ass?”

She kisses the skin around my pubic bone as she considers her answer.

“If you can take two cocks in your pussy, I can take one in my ass. I’ll take it for the team.”

She sounds like she’s playing and acting like the martyr, but the glint in her eyes tells me she’s more into the idea of anal sex than she’s letting on.

I sigh. “Fine.”

“Fine? Fine, what?” She’s adorably clueless.

“My pussy is out of commission, but that doesn’t mean there isn’t another option.”

“No. Wait. No . You’re serious?”

I grab her cheeks so she’s looking at me with shock written all over her face.

“Harper, my ass is yours… or rather one of theirs.” She opens her mouth to respond, and I quickly add a caveat. “But not Cruz. He can’t have my ass with that piercing.”

Harper bites her cheek, trying not to laugh, but fails, and we end up in a fit of giggles. I grab the back of her neck and press our foreheads together. I know the three men are standing around us, patiently waiting to see if we’ll give them our bodies again, but this moment is for us.

“I love you, Harper. Love potion or not, you’re mine forever. Now, let’s get our asses penetrated together.” The giggles begin again until strong hands pull us apart.

“Is it our turn, beautiful?” Henry’s smokey voice fans across my naked skin, causing goosebumps. I lean back into his chest, basking in his warm body.

“Yes. It’s your turn. The lube is in the top drawer of the nightstand.”

“Have you ever had a cock in your beautiful ass, Whitney?”

“Once, but I let Harper play sometimes.”

“How about you, Harper?” Beau asks while caressing her arms.

“N-no. I haven’t.”

“Shhhh. Relax, gorgeous. We’ll talk you through it.”

My nerves slowly kick in as Cruz leans over and pulls the clear bottle of gel out of the drawer.

“Whitney.” I jump at Henry’s voice. “I want you to be in charge. Why don’t you let me sit, and you can straddle my lap and take things at your own pace.”

I look behind me at his very hard, huge cock and back at him.

“Sit… on you? I didn’t realize it could work like that.”

“Oh, my dear. You have so much to learn. I promise it will be good.”