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“Easy,” Haniel said, reaching down and helping.

She blinked at him over Jeremiel’s shoulder. “You’re already
naked.”

He grinned. “I believe in efficiency.” He was also holding a
bottle of lube, just out of Jeremiel’s view.

She snickered, knowing exactly what he was going to do with that.
He gave her a knowing smile, his eyes shifting to Jeremiel’s ass. She opened
her mouth to say something, but then Jeremiel slid into her all at once and she
lost her train of thought completely. She writhed, legs going over his hips. He
felt exquisite.

“Ah, God,” he said, panting against her shoulder. “Do not move,
Charmeine, or I’m going to go off like a teenager with his first porn magazine.”

“What?” she laughed, gasping when the movement rubbed her clit
against his dick.

“I can fix that problem,” Haniel said, low and sexy.

“Not using that voice, you can’t,” Jeremiel retorted.

Charmeine felt the exact moment Haniel began to touch Jeremiel.
His body stiffened and his cock swelled even larger inside her.

“Oh, Jesus,” he ground out, shaking. “Haniel, fuck. That’s
not
helping.”

“You want me to fuck you?” Haniel asked, still with that gravelly,
sexy tone.

Charmeine shivered. His voice did something to her. And to
Jeremiel, too, judging from his reaction.

Jeremiel nodded. “Yeah. God, yeah. Fuck me.” He shuddered and
Charmeine ran a soothing hand down his flank.

“Feels good, doesn’t it?” she asked him.

“Yeah,” he groaned, biting her shoulder. “Come on, Haniel. Stop
teasing me.”

“I like teasing you. You’re so hot and tight around my fingers,”
Haniel said, grinning over Jeremiel’s shoulder at Charmeine. “Someday, I’ll get
Charmeine to do this to you. Buy her a black leather strap-on.”

Jeremiel gasped, screwing his eyes shut.

“And maybe I’ll get her to do me, too,” Haniel continued.

She swallowed, hard, her clit suddenly throbbing. All it would
take was one little touch and she’d climax. She bit her lip, trying to stave it
off. She wanted to cum with her lovers.

“Yeah, okay,” Haniel said tightly.

Charmeine could see him over Jeremiel’s shoulder. His face was
tense and flushed. She knew he was pushing inside Jeremiel slowly, trying to be
careful.

“Haniel, Jesus. I’m not made of glass,” Jeremiel said, then his
expression abruptly changed. “Ohhhhhh, whoa.”

Charmeine fought off a laugh. Now was
not
the time.

“You asked for it,” Haniel muttered, breathing hard.

“Fuck,” Jeremiel gritted out.

“You’re so damned tight.” Haniel shoved forward. The motion pushed
Jeremiel’s cock deeper into Charmeine and she grabbed his arms, spine arching.

“Oh God,” she begged, squirming. Just a little more and Jeremiel’s
pubic bone would be grinding against her just where she needed it.

“Your cunt is so wet,” Jeremiel said, hands curled into the
sheets. “So hot and tight.”

She nodded, not really caring what he said anymore. She needed
more. “Move,” she commanded, digging her fingers in.

He licked her neck, then exhaled as Haniel began to move in
earnest. He thrust over and over, effectively fucking both of them at the same
time. Charmeine clenched her teeth and held on for dear life. Every time Haniel’s
hips snapped forward, Jeremiel rubbed against her nub. It was almost too much,
and then, suddenly, it was perfect. She cried out, going over the edge. Waves
of pleasure shot through her and Jeremiel groaned, his dick pulsing into her,
hot and wet. Haniel’s hips stuttered, and then his orgasm crashed over him,
too. He dropped his head down, hands going to Charmeine’s as he rode the waves.
Their shield crackled through them, heightening the pleasure. She held onto him
and Jeremiel both, reveling in their pleasure until they collapsed to the side,
out of breath and exhausted.

****

“What was that?” Jeremiel asked a long time later, a hint of
amusement in his voice. He pulled the sheet up a little higher and tucked it
around Charmeine’s elbow. Haniel had managed to get a washcloth and clean off
most of the damage, thankfully. Charmeine and Jeremiel had been far too out of
it to move.

Haniel smiled against Charmeine’s cheek. “That was awesome.”

“I agree,” she said, stroking a hand down his arm. “It felt like
flying.”

He was silent for a heartbeat, then he nodded. “Yeah. It did, but
only because you and Jeremiel were with me.”

She drew invisible patterns onto the new legacy marks on his right
arm. “We can all go flying together for real, later.” She wanted him to fly as
much as possible. He deserved to feel the air beneath his wings after being so
long denied that freedom.

“Yeah, what she said,” Jeremiel added sleepily. “Later. Much
later.”

Haniel snuggled in closer. “Sounds good to me,” he murmured.

Charmeine smiled and let sleep take her.

She dreamed of blue skies.

The End

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