Chapter 30: Thirty: Senna and Smiles

“Come here,” I said to Senna.

If this was what she wanted, I’d do the best I could to make her smile again. And whimper, moan and cry out.

She put one knee on the edge of the bed and crawled on, her nervousness matched with steady determination. Lira had said she’d seen her resilience – and I’d seen it on her info sheet. That she could bounce back so soon after the way she’d been treated by Jarek showed just how strong she was.

She knelt beside me, her movements hesitant but deliberate. I cupped the side of her neck, drawing her closer, and kissed her gently, slowly, giving her time to settle into the moment. Her lips were soft, her eyes closed. I teased her with the tip of my tongue, and she opened to me.

Senna cupped my cheeks in her hands, leaning into the kiss, her small breasts brushing against my chest. I let her drive the pace, my other hand coming to rest lightly on her hip. She shivered at my touch, but when I went to pull my hand back, she clasped my wrist, faster than I’d expected. She lifted my hand, pressing it directly to one firm breast, the nipple beneath my palm, then she pushed into me and kissed me again.

“Just like that,” Lira whispered. “You two are so beautiful together.”

Senna made no reply, but as she pulled away, the corners of her mouth were curled in a little self-satisfied smile.

"Kaelan ... could you please lie down for me?" she asked with a tinge of anticipation and a hint of uncertainty.

I sank bed into the bed as Lira walked around to climb up on my left, both girls mirroring the position they’d had during the night. Then I closed my eyes as their mouths explored my body, lips and tongues on my shoulders and my chest. I gave a small sigh, relaxing beneath their touch into the gentle sensuality of the experience.

One tongue was making its way lower, and I didn’t need to open my eyes to know whose it was. Lira took me into her mouth, and I let a small moan slip out. Senna was still kissing my body, and I lost myself in the combined sensations.

Then I felt Senna kneel back, the bed shifting beneath her, her lips leaving me. Lira took me deeper, then slowly slid back up, swirling her tongue over me.

“May I try?” Senna asked, her voice soft but determined. My body responded instinctively to the question, a pulse of anticipation.

Lira slipped her mouth from me. “Of course.”

“Will he mind?”

“If he minds, he’ll tell you.”

I made a low hum in my throat, smiling slightly, my eyes still closed.

“I don’t think he minds,” Lira giggled.

“What do I do?” Senna asked.

“It’s easy. You just kiss him. He’ll like it if you use your mouth and tongue like I showed you, and he’ll like it even more if you take him into your mouth.”

“I don’t think I can take him as deep as you do.” She sounded unsure. “He’s very big.”

I let Lira respond to that one, basking in the reflection of a well-stroked ego.

“Don’t worry about that. Just do what you’re comfortable with. He’ll also like it if you put your hand around the base of him, like this.”

Fingers wrapped around me, squeezing firmly.

Then the hand slipped away, to be replaced by another. A mouth slid over me, warm and wet, a tongue lapping tentatively like a cat tasting cream.

I gave another little sigh.

Senna froze when she heard it, her body tensing for a moment. Then, with a deep breath, she pushed past the hesitation and continued, her enthusiasm growing with each second and each lick. Growing bolder, she pushed down onto me, until I bumped against the back of her throat.

She pulled up quickly, giving a little cough. “Sorry.”

“You know what works well?” Lira said.

“Please tell me?”

“Practice.”

I couldn’t agree more. Senna seemed to think so too, because again her mouth came over me. Even with my eyes closed, I could tell it was her; she was less experienced than Lira, her mouth felt different, her licking more a flick of her tongue than the swirls Lira knew I liked. But with each passing minute, she grew in confidence, taking me deeper, her tongue more active. I gave another moan of encouragement, and it was easy.

She didn’t even freeze, pushing down farther than she had before. It was too far for her; she pulled up, coughing again. “Sorry.”

Lira smiled, her voice gentle. “You're doing wonderfully. No need to apologize. Want to bet he’s loving every second?”

“I’ll come if you carry on doing this,” I murmured.

“In my mouth?” Senna asked, consternation in her tone.

“That is the point,” Lira said. “But you don’t have to if you don’t want to. We could swop.”

“Um. I’m not ready to give up just yet.”

My cock twitched at her words, and both girls must’ve noticed.

“That means he’s happy for you to carry on,” Lira said.

“What if he … comes?”

“Well, then you can take your mouth off and let me taste him, or you can taste him yourself.”

“Alright.”

Her mouth slipped over me again.

“He tastes delicious,” Lira murmured, as Senna took me deeper. “Thick, creamy, and salty. I love it.”

"Mmm," Senna hummed her agreement, the vibrations making my breath catch. My hips bucked involuntarily, and her mouth slipped off me. "Did I do something wrong?"

Lira answered, and I could hear the smile in her voice. “Absolutely nothing. That meant everything you were doing was right.”

“Oh.” Again her mouth returned, the cute interruptions a delicious torture.

“Do you want me to help you make him come?” Lira asked. “If you do, say ‘Mmm hmm’.”

“Mmm hmm.” The vibrations of her answer made my cock twitch again, deep in the wet warmth of her mouth.

Then I felt Lira move on the bed, and her tongue was between my legs, licking at my balls.

“Fuck,” I gasped, my hips twitching again. My hands clenched in the sheets as I fought not to buck against Senna’s mouth.

Lira licked more firmly, her head brushing against my thighs. It was a battle to keep still, and then my back arched as my climax arrived.

“Oh!” Senna said, pulling off me in surprise. But then her mouth returned, and I came inside it, her tongue licking all the while.

I felt her swallow, then she licked me again and again, eagerly, and I twitched, my body tensing.

“Be gentler now,” Lira murmured. “He’ll be sensitive.”

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Senna gave me a longer, slower lick than before, her tongue swirling more like the technique Lira uses. I gasped at the pleasure of it, sinking back into the softness of the bed.

“I think he liked that, don’t you?”

“Yes,” Senna said, then placed a kiss on the tip of me.

“Did you like it?”

“Yes.” Another kiss.

“How did he taste?”

“Just like you said,” Senna murmured. “And …”

I could imagine her blushing, but stayed quiet and kept my eyes closed.

“Yes?”

“…I liked the way it spurted into my mouth.”

Lira gave a little giggle. “I like that too.”

“Can I lick him there?”

“Sure.”

I wondered where ‘there’ was, but a moment later, Senna’s tongue lapped softly at my balls. Then Lira’s mouth descended over me, and I groaned again.

I opened my eyes, looking down my body to see Lira watching me, my cock in her mouth. Senna was kneeling on the bed, her head between my legs, her ass high up in the air.

That was a sight I couldn’t resist.

Lira watched as I lifted one hand, caressing Senna’s bottom. She winked at me, rising up me to give the tip of me a kiss and a lick, then sank down again. Fuck, I was still hard. How could I not be, with these two beauties in the bed with me, their mouths still on my body?

Senna squirmed beneath my touch, but didn’t miss a beat in her licking. I took that as implicit encouragement and ran a fingertip down between her cheeks. She gasped, the sound muffled as she pressed her mouth to my inner thigh, but her ass lifted higher, pushing back toward my hand.

Lira slipped her mouth from me. “Do you want more?”

“You know I do.” Oh, she knew. I wasn’t sure how she could read me so well, but she knew.

“Which one of us would you like to play with?” She may have asked openly, but she gave a subtle nod in the direction of Senna’s nude form. Like she was giving permission, or suggesting Senna needed the affirmation. Or both.

Senna’s head had come up as she’d heard Lira’s words, her wide-eyed look returning. “Oh, I don’t want to get in the way,” she said, kneeling back on her heels. “You and Lira should do … um … won’t I get between you?”

“Mmm,” I said, thoughtfully. “There’s an idea.”

Lira grinned, giving me a lick. Again, I was sure she knew I’d been half-teasing, but the mischievousness glinting in her eye meant that Senna was in trouble. And she didn’t even know it yet.

“What’s an idea?” Senna asked, her voice breathless.

“Your suggestion that you should get between us,” Lira answered, somehow managing an air of innocence. “I think we both like it.”

“What?” Senna squeaked. “That wasn’t what I meant!”

I chuckled. “We’re teasing you.” I gave her thigh a gentle pat. “Still, I reserve the right to raincheck that suggestion for another time.”

Senna gave a small eep, her blush so deep it ran down her throat and tinged the tops of her breasts.

I couldn’t resist. I sat up, reaching for her, and pulled her to me. “Can’t you just imagine it?” I murmured to her, knowing Lira could hear. “Lying on me, like this, while Lira presses her body into you.”

“Or being on top of me, while Kaelan fucks you from behind.” There was Lira’s kinky side coming out to play. No objections from here.

Senna gave a full-on body shudder against me, whimpering at Lira’s words. But she made no attempt to pull away.

“I think she liked that idea better.”

“Fuck, now that I’ve said it, so do I,” Lira said. “Why should we wait? It might be ages until we have a decent bed again.”

Senna squirmed against me, her arousal evident in the shortness of her breathing.

I rolled her off me, sitting up, and Lira pulled back. She was grinning again, her eyes sparkling.

“Center of the bed, please, Lira.”

“Yes, my Lord,” she said, deliberately using Senna’s term of address. I took a swipe at her ass as she climbed on to the bed, and she gasped at the spank, then wiggled it for me. I chuckled, standing up as I waited for Lira to get comfortable. When I turned around, she was already getting into position: on her back, her feet toward the wall, and her head almost at the edge. I knew exactly what she had in mind, and it was as hot as fuck. I wondered if Senna had figured it out, too.

“Senna?” Lira held out a hand to her.

“You … you want me on top of you?”

“Yes, please. I want to feel your body against mine, and hold you while Kaelan fucks you.” She smiled. “If you want to.”

Senna swallowed, the sound loud enough to hear clearly.

“And if you don’t want to,” I said, “We can all cuddle in a pile until we fall asleep.”

“Sounds fun too,” Lira said.

“I … I want to,” Senna whispered. “Will you hold me tightly?”

Lira smiled, proffering her hand again. “Baby, I’m going to hold you so tight you won’t be able to move.”

She’d called Senna ‘baby’. I liked that. It suited them.

Senna took her hand, crawling over Lira. It was a view to appreciate.

“Not that way around,” Lira whispered. Senna had orientated herself with her head the same way Lira had.

“What?” Another little squeak. It was endearing.

“Turn around for me, please. Head the other way, ass this way.”

“But … but … Oh!”

I walked around to the end of the bed, watching as Senna reorientated herself. She lay over Lira, her thighs spread above Lira’s face, her arousal obvious. My High Priestess wrapped her arms around the girl’s waist and held tight, just like she’d promised. Senna’s ass was up in offering, and her body trembled with anticipation.

I figured Lira had this planned from the start, the mischievous little minx. She looked up at me from between Senna’s thighs, and I knew she was asking permission. Not because she needed to be told what to do, but because she wanted me to be okay with it.

“Go on, then,” I murmured. I was sure both of them needed this, and besides, it wasn’t like I had any objections to watching their mutual pleasure.

Lira gave me a smile, then lifted her head between Senna’s thighs. Her tongue came out, her eyes closing, and she licked slowly.

“Oh!” Senna gasped. “Oh … oh … Oh!”

Her hips bucked wildly beneath Lira’s ministrations, and the noises she made were just beyond cute. I watched for a minute, giving Lira a chance to enjoy. Senna’s thighs were quivering, her hips squirming beneath Lira’s tongue. Then her head fell forward, pressed to Lira’s thigh as she gave a little whimper.

“Are you going to help?” Lira asked me softly, before licking again.

“In a moment,” I replied at the same volume. It wasn’t like Senna couldn’t hear us, just that I was pretty sure she wasn’t listening. Lira’s tongue had that effect, I knew from experience.

Besides, I was playing a hunch.

Senna raised her head a fraction, but only to adjust her angle. Then it was Lira’s turn to moan, and I knew she’d finally got what she’d wanted: Senna’s complete and willing engagement. That was what I’d been waiting for.

I dropped to my knees at the end of the bed, one hand gently caressing the side of Lira’s neck. Then I leaned forward and did what I’d wanted to do since the girls showed me the fruits of their afternoon’s labors: I tasted Senna’s arousal and felt the silky smoothness of her bare vulva.

Lira and I lapped at her together, Lira focusing on her clit while I pushed my tongue inside her. Senna’s gasps rose in pitch faster with each lick, until her whole body trembled as her orgasm washed over her, flooding us both with her wetness. We licked her clean while the muscle in one of her toned thighs twitched involuntarily in response to the pleasure she felt. She was just so damn gorgeous. So was Lira, and she looked about as smug and content as I’d ever seen, licking slowly as Senna’s whimpers rose in pitch again.

Which left just one more thing.

I stood up again, sliding my hands over Senna’s ass then gripping her hip with one hand. I caught sight of Lira beneath her, looking up in adoration as she watched. Then I readied myself at Senna’s entrance.

Activate God power. Because why the hell not? I was more than happy for my girls to benefit from anything my skill points could do to help, and it was hardly like I’d need it for anything else tonight.

God Power Activated. 5 minutes remaining.

I pushed slowly inside Senna, her head pressing against Lira’s thigh once more. She braced herself, gasping softly, Lira’s arms wrapped around her waist, and another shudder of pleasure wracked her body.

I took my time, giving Senna the chance to adjust to me. I was watchful for her muscles tensing, her fight-or-flight response kicking in as past traumas reared their ugly heads. But there was nothing like that … she moaned into Lira’s thigh and pushed her hips back toward me.

It was the best response I could’ve hoped for.

Yet still I moved gently, my hips rocking back and forth at a sedate, controlled pace. I caught glimpses of Lira beneath us, smiling as she watched. Then Senna gave a little cry, another higher one following immediately after, and it was the confirmation we’d been waiting for.

Lira’s head rose, her tongue licking again, and I gripped Senna’s hips with both my hands. I began to thrust, still initially cautious, but with each move I made, her cries rose higher and her hips rocked back against me. It was mere seconds before we found a rhythm, and I closed my eyes, losing myself in the sensations and the slick feel of her.

For a while, the three of us moved as one, then I felt my cock gripped even more tightly by Senna’s body, and I knew she was once again close to her release. Beneath her, Lira was licking with long, deliberate strokes of her tongue, tasting me as much as she was Senna. It added an extra dimension to the pleasure for all of us, and I felt my own orgasm accelerate toward its peak.

Senna pressed her head into Lira’s thigh, her high-pitched cries muffled, and she squeezed me as her body tightened. My movements became shorter, faster, and more urgent, then my body tensed as my cock seemed to swell within the depths of her. I drove forward, pulling her back against me until my hips were pressed hard against her shapely ass, and I came inside her.

Lira’s tongue lapped against my balls, the sensation driving my orgasm to even greater heights, and it was all I could to brace myself on trembling legs.

Senna gave another helpless little gasp, and her body quivered again beneath my hands.

I fell forward, spent, catching myself with one hand to the bed next to their bodies. From there, I let myself slip from within her, then half-climbed and half-fell to my back beside them.

My heartbeat was pounding in my ears, so it was several seconds before I realized the sounds I was hearing were Lira licking still. Senna trembled above her with the aftershocks of the most intense orgasm, helped by the cleanup Lira was performing.

We’d probably get around to that cuddle pile when we could move again, but if Senna felt anything like I did, it would be a while.

“My gosh,” Senna gasped, somehow finding her voice. “I think I may have discovered what happiness is.”

I gave a chuckle, hearing Lira echoing it.

So, all was right between us.

Sex (women) has gained 6 ranks.

Oh yeah. I’d been too busy to notice the ‘deactivated’ message when it had come up – or perhaps, for the first time, the messages had chosen not to interrupt until the opportune moment.

Nah. That wasn’t likely. I’d probably just missed the notification.

I smiled to myself, wondering if the girls would notice any difference the next time we did this.

For there was definitely going to be a next time.

And it would be Lira’s turn in the middle.