He licks his lips. “Yeah.”
“Do you know what I want?” Neither of them answer, but that’s fine. Their attention is narrowed on me, waiting on what I say next. I wedge a third finger into her. “I want to feel you like this.”
Adonis blinks. “What?”
I pull out of her and grab his hand, lacing my fingers with his. “I want to feel you.” I guide our hands to Aphrodite’s pussy and press our fingers inside. “Like this.”
“Oh fuck.” Aphrodite fists the sheets and lifts her hips. “Yes. That. I want that.”
Adonis’s lips are parted and he looks dazed. “Like this.” He watches us fuck her with our intertwined fingers. “Yeah.” He clears his throat. “Yeah, I want that.”
“Good boy.” The words feel ripped out of my chest. “Get her ready for us.”
This time, he doesn’t wait for me to give explicit instructions. He dips down and presses a messy kiss to her clit. She makes a sexy little sound. I watch him eat her out for a few beats and then turn my attention to her. She’s slick against our fingers as we keep finger-fucking her, but neither of us are small guys, and no matter how much I hate her most…some…of the time, I want this to be good for her.
Another orgasm or two ought to do it.
“Look at me, Wife.”
She opens her eyes slowly. Her skin is flushed with desire, and she’s squirming as we work her. She’s beautiful, but then she’s always been beautiful. I don’t really mean to shift up and kiss her. Kissing is one of those things that I like in theory, but rarely bother with. That isn’t true with Adonis, and apparently it’s not true with my wife, either.
It doesn’t mean anything. It can’t mean anything.
Except those thoughts feel like a lie.
Aphrodite arches up as I get close, taking my mouth even as she makes another of those sexy little sounds. She releases the sheets and digs her hands into my hair, holding me to her. The kiss is messy and rough, but that’s us. It’s fucking perfect. I lose myself in the feel of her tongue and teeth, in the way her desire makes my fingers slide against Adonis’s. I’m so fucking hard, it makes me dizzy.
She sobs against my lips as she comes, her pussy fluttering around our fingers. I break the kiss and look down just as Adonis lifts his head, the bottom half of his face still glistening with her desire. “Now.”
He nods shakily. “Yeah. Okay.”
I disentangle our fingers and catch Aphrodite’s chin. “On our wedding night, you said you didn’t care if I wore condoms. Is that still true?”
She blinks and seems to come back to herself. “Yes. I’m on birth control. I, um, haven’t been with anyone since Adonis. I was tested before our wedding.”
He gives her a sharp look, but I can’t really decipher it. “I was tested after we broke up as well.”
Yeah, there’s a boatload of baggage there. That’s fine. They can shelve it for tonight. “I was also tested before coming to Olympus. You’ve seen the paperwork.” If I had won Ares as planned, it would have been required to marry Helen. And obviously Minos had contingency plans, marriage among them, if I lost. I look at Adonis. “Are you comfortable going without?”
He doesn’t hesitate. “Yes.”
There are a dozen reasons why this is a bad idea, but I don’t give a fuck. “Where’s the lube?”
Aphrodite gives a breathless laugh. “Right to the point. I can appreciate that.” She waves a shaking hand at her nightstand. “There.”
I climb off the bed and take the opportunity to shuck off my pants. The lube is exactly where she promised, some fancy shit in a glass bottle. Nothing but the best for my wife. I motion at them. “Turn over, Wife.”
She hesitates, but I’m not in the mood for it. We’ve established our roles tonight, and they need me here to drag them along with me. I wedge a hand under her hip and flip her over to face Adonis. She curses, but I’m already climbing onto the bed and taking up a position behind her. I thrust the lube bottle into her hand. “Adonis’s cock is looking lonely.”
“You are such an asshole.”
“And you’re stalling.” I lean close and nip her earlobe. “If you don’t want to fuck him, then I’ll do it and you can sit there and watch.”
As I suspected, that gets her moving. She squirts some lube onto her palm and reaches down to coat his length. I like the look of her hand around his thick cock. Almost as much as I like my hand around his wide length. When he shines with lube, I nip her ear again. “Now mine.”