Chapter 224: 224 | Trading Partners
She tore open a packet with her teeth and rolled the condom onto me with practiced ease, her movements efficient and confident. The latex was cool against my heated skin, a stark contrast to the warmth of her hands.
"Now, where were we?" She positioned herself above me again, her hips hovering just above mine. "Oh right. I was about to ride you into this mattress until neither of us can walk straight."
She sank down onto me in one smooth, practiced motion, taking me all the way to the hilt. The sensation was overwhelming, and we both gasped. Her inner walls were hot and tight around me, her body adjusting to accommodate my size.
"Fuck, you feel good," she breathed, starting to move with slow, rolling motions of her hips. Her hands braced against my chest for leverage. "Better than yesterday. Different."
"That was extraction," I reminded her, my hands finding her hips to guide her rhythm. My fingers dug into the soft flesh there, not hard enough to bruise but enough to anchor us both. "This is just us."
"Just us," she agreed, her voice breathy. She rolled her hips in a way that made pleasure spike up my spine, her movements controlled and deliberate. She knew exactly what she was doing, how to angle herself to maximize the sensation for both of us.
I turned my head, finding her mouth in the dim light. She met my kiss with an eager, soft pressure, her tongue tentative against mine. It was a world away from Belle’s demanding fire, a slow, intoxicating warmth that was all her own.
I reached between Belle’s legs with my free hand, finding her clit with my thumb. She moaned at the contact, her movements becoming faster, more urgent. Her breasts bounced with each rise and fall, the curves of her body shifting in the dim light.
"Yes," she gasped, her voice breaking. "Right there, don’t stop. Just like that."
Naomi broke our kiss to watch Belle’s face as she approached her climax. I kept up the pressure on Belle’s clit, matching the rhythm of her hips, and I felt her start to tighten around me. Her inner walls clenched rhythmically, drawing me deeper with each contraction.
"Jace," she cried out, her back arching beautifully. Her head tipped back, exposing the long line of her throat. "I’m coming. God, I’m—"
She shuddered above me, her entire body going taut as the orgasm crashed through her. Her inner walls clenched around me in rhythmic pulses, and the sight of her coming undone pushed me over the edge. I thrust up into her as I came for the second time that night, the sensation somehow even more intense than the first.
Belle collapsed onto my chest, her breathing ragged and harsh against my skin. Her heart hammered against my ribcage, and her body was slick with sweat where it pressed against mine.
"Holy shit," she managed to say after a long moment.
"Yeah," I agreed, wrapping an arm around her to hold her close. My other arm was still around Naomi, who pressed a soft kiss to my shoulder. We lay there in a tangle of limbs and sweat-slick skin, the three of us breathing in unison as we came down from the high.
"Naomi’s turn," Belle finally said, her voice still breathless as she rolled off me to lie on my other side. She stretched out like a satisfied cat, her blue hair spilling across the pillow.
I looked at Naomi, who nodded eagerly. The flush on her cheeks and the way she pressed her thighs together told me everything I needed to know about how much she’d enjoyed watching.
"Give me five minutes to recover," I said, "and she’s next."
"I can wait," Naomi said quickly, but her voice betrayed her. She was trying to be considerate, always putting others first, even when her own need was obvious.
"Come here, baby," I told her, shifting onto my side to face her properly. I needed her to understand that she didn’t have to wait, that I wanted this just as much as she did.
Her eyes widened slightly at the endearment, and a deeper blush spread across her cheeks, staining them pink. She moved closer until our faces were inches apart, her pink-tipped hair falling forward to brush against my shoulder. This close, I could see the individual lashes framing her eyes, the way her pupils had dilated with desire.
"You don’t have to wait," I murmured, leaning in to kiss her softly. My lips brushed against hers, gentle and reassuring. "I want to make you feel good too. I want to take my time with you."
She melted into the kiss, her small hand coming up to rest against my chest. I could feel her heartbeat racing beneath her palm as I deepened the kiss, my tongue teasing hers. When I pulled back, her eyes were half-lidded, pupils blown wide with arousal. She looked at me like I was something precious, something she was afraid to break.
"Lie back," I instructed gently, my voice soft.
She complied without hesitation, settling against the hotel pillows, her slender body displayed before me. I moved over her, kissing my way down her neck to her collarbone. She shivered when I reached the sensitive spot where her neck met her shoulder, and I lingered there, learning what made her breath catch.
"Jace," she whispered, her fingers threading through my hair.
Belle watched us from her spot on the other side of the bed, her blue hair tousled and her expression curious. "She likes it when you use your mouth," Belle offered, and Naomi’s blush deepened.
"You two have discussed this too?" I asked, amused.
"Girls talk," Belle shrugged. "Especially when we share a milk vampire."
I shook my head, smiling, and returned my attention to Naomi. Trailing kisses down between her small breasts, I took my time exploring her body, learning every curve and sensitive spot. When I reached her stomach, she tensed slightly.
"Relax," I whispered against her skin. "I’ve got you."
Her eyes met mine, filled with trust and need, and she nodded. I continued my journey downward, parting her thighs with gentle hands.
"You’re so beautiful," I told her, and meant it.
She closed her eyes, biting her lip in anticipation. I settled between her legs, ready to show her exactly how much I appreciated her.
