You should use this. They’re both vulnerable right now.
The voice almost sounds like Minos. For the first time in a very long time, I ignore it. I don’t want to hurt Adonis. I haven’t since that first conversation between us. As for my wife? The thought of causing her further pain makes me uncomfortable in a way I’m not ready to confront.
But then, I’m a man of action. “Take off your clothes, Adonis.”
He hesitates, but I don’t blink, don’t give him anything to argue about. It’s an order, plain and simple. After another beat, he slowly unbuttons his shirt and shrugs out of it. I turn away as his hands fall to his pants. If I watch him strip, I’m going to lose track of where we’re headed.
Aphrodite crawls across the bed and takes up a position leaning against the headboard. She watches me with an expression she’s trying to keep locked down. She’s not doing a good job of it. My wife is unsure. I wonder if that’s ever happened before? The thought should make me happy, but instead it feels like I swallowed hot coals. She might not be swinging around a sword or staring down the sights of a rifle, but my wife is a warrior. A monster. Until this attack on her life, she’s never shown even a hint of uncertainty or indecision. Even when I threw her curve balls, she pivoted smoothly into whatever action or smart-ass comment would take me to my knees.
I want that fiery witch back. This woman is all too human, and she makes me feel strange and soft, like I’m another person entirely. Like I’m not her enemy.
I snag Adonis’s hand and tug him to me. Kissing him isn’t part of some grand plan. I don’t have a fucking plan right now. If I did, I wouldn’t feel like the ledge is crumbling under my feet and I’m about to fall into some great unknown. But he’s visibly wavering, and there isn’t a damn thing I can say to make him sure that this is where he’s supposed to be. So I’ll show him instead.
He tastes of my wife’s pussy.
I lick the inside of his mouth and tug him closer. Yes, this is what we need. His hands grabbing my biceps and pulling me against him. His hard cock jumping against my palm when I press my hand to him. His sweet little moan that I want to eat right up.
We’re not here alone, though.
Taking a step back from him feels all kinds of wrong, but I manage it. I move to his back and stare at Aphrodite over his shoulder. If I thought watching us would distract her, I missed the mark. Her eyes are a little too wide, and she’s got this look on her face as if she’s studying a feast on the other side of shark-infested waters. Permanently out of reach.
Not tonight we’re not.
If the gods exist, they’re laughing their asses off at me right now. How the fuck did I end up as the person driving this thing? The one who’s doing his damnedest to be the glue that gets us through the night? I don’t know if that’s ironic or just flat-out fucked.
I stroke Adonis’s cock, still holding my wife’s gaze. “Spread your legs.”
Her breath hitches, but she obeys. Her body is fucking unreal. Tits high and tight, topped with rosy nipples I can’t wait to get my mouth on again. Waist with the perfect curves for…our…hands. Just like that, I know where we’re headed.
“I can’t see her pussy properly. Can you, Adonis?” He makes a choked sound and I squeeze his cock. “That wasn’t an answer.”
“No,” he gasps. “I can’t see her pussy properly.”
“Didn’t think so.” I guide him to the edge of the bed and up onto it. No matter what else is true about my wife, she’s got good taste in shit around her house. The bed is massive, the kind of space that can easily fit the three of us, and potentially even more people. I give Adonis a little push to topple him on one side of her and ease myself down onto the other side. We end up pressed to the outsides of her thighs, which gives me the excuse to shift back and guide her legs even wider yet. “Show us, Wife.”
Her eyes flash, but she doesn’t argue. Instead, she snakes a hand down her stomach and creates a V with her fingers. She parts her pussy, exposing herself to us entirely. “Better,” I growl.
“Yeah,” Adonis manages. He stares at her pussy for a long moment and then turns his attention to me.
Waiting to see where I’ll lead them next.
The rush of power leaves me dizzy. I should question this, but I’m not in the mood to worry about how to spin this to my advantage. No, I just want them to come undone at my hands.
I hold Adonis’s gaze as I slide my hand up Aphrodite’s thigh and press two fingers into her. They both inhale sharply and the shaky ground under me crumbles a bit more. “She’s so wet from your mouth.” I pump into her slowly, and I’m not even mad when Adonis rips his eyes from mine to watch me fuck my wife with my fingers.