The Joining

Part 3

Kieran walked to the side of the bed carrying a tray of meats, cheeses, fruits, chocolate, and a bottle of sweet wine. I climbed off of Cas's lap so Kieran could set the tray down in between the three of us and press another sweet kiss on the crown of my head. I hadn't realized how absolutely famished I was until this moment.

We were silent for the next few minutes as we practically inhaled the food. It was a comfortable silence, the kind that could only exist between people that felt completely at ease with one another. Kieran was the only one that was clothed, but I didn't feel embarrassed at my nakedness. What a change from when I was with the ascended and needed to be covered from head to toe. I knew it was pointless to wonder what it would have been like if Cas had never walked into my life, but I couldn't help but thank the gods that I had gone to the Red Pearl that night. There were a million problems we would have to deal with once we left this bed, but I had never felt this happy. This content. For now, we would enjoy the escape of this bed.

After half the food had been eaten, Kieran moved so the three of us were sitting side by side at the head of the bed with me in the middle.

When Kieran moved to sit next to me, he had pushed the tray too far away for me to reach. I leaned over to pull the tray closer, getting to my knees to stretch my fingers those last few inches.

Casteel's sharp inhale made me freeze. I was on all fours, one hand on the tray, the blanket pooled around my knees, hiding nothing. He curled his hand around my leg, his fingers on the inside of my thigh, precariously close to where I knew he would find I was already wet and ready for him. Kieran ran his hand over the curve of my ass, squeezing it gently.

Gods I was already ready for them again. I needed them. I needed them so bad. It wasn't until this moment I realized just how fiercely they owned my body. Just how desperately I needed them to take away this ache.

But I wouldn't let them. Not yet. They had teased me yesterday. Teased me so mercilessly, I was begging for just a touch. It was my turn to make them feel as deprived as they had made me.

I let them look their fill, spreading my legs just a little and curving my spine to give them a better look. The taste of their arousal coated my tongue, fueling my own desire.

I sat back down, pulling the tray right in front of me, allowing the blanket to slip down enough so it left nothing to the imagination. I could feel their eyes on me, roving my body, but I focused on spreading soft cheese on some bread, refusing to look at them. Cas kept his hand on my thigh his fingers trapped between my legs. Kieran had his arm wrapped around my hip, cupping my ass. Slowly, they pulled their attention away from me, picking up pieces of food for themselves.

We sat like that in silence until the tray was almost empty. Kieran held up the last strawberry to my lips as an offering, and our eyes met. My stomach tightened at the way he looked at me. He watched hungrily as I opened my mouth, accepting the strawberry, and bit down gently. His eyes followed the juices running down my chin and dripping onto my chest. Kieran flexed his hand on my ass and Casteel slid his fingers higher up my thigh.

I finished the strawberry, nipping gently at one of Kieran's fingers. He growled deep in his throat and wrapped his hand around my neck, his thumb resting on my throat, squeezing just hard enough for me to feel the pressure. My breath caught in my throat as Cas's fingers slipped between my folds. I opened my legs to give him easier access as Kieran bent his head and ran his nose along my neck. His tongue flicked out, licking the juices from the strawberry from my chin and neck. I cried out as Cas slipped a finger inside me. Shockwaves of pleasure radiated from my core as he slipped in another finger and curled them to rub that spot deep inside me that had my insides melting and every thought leaving my head.