A Dream In June | Book 1(Bi 💖💜💙) 18+

Chapter 5: As Passion Demands It pt. 1

    THE two women were like a painting together, Ro thought. The way Aporia held Flor down and kissed all over her golden body, made him so hard it near hurt, in that delicious way. Causing him to adjust in his seat several times; the couch squeaking beneath him. Aporia was so lusciously fit, and had that lean athletic build. Curves in all the right places. And his Flor, ever the absolute vision she was. He was the one who crafted the tattoo on her back. They had sex the entire time he did it. Taking her from the back, his strokes in between his handiwork. It was a transcended experience, one he’d never forget.

    He loved watching them, almost as much as he loved participating. They were all so connected spiritually that he knew whenever the two women were intimate. He didn’t know if it was simply the magic of his spirit that everyone he had sex with, he could still feel them anytime they had an orgasm. A heaviness would enter in the base of his thick cock. He would have to fight his hardness. Just like in this moment. And the more sex he had with someone, the deeper the connection was. Flor had a similar gift, but different. She simply knew instinctively how to please anyone she ever touched. She only ever told him about it and didn’t think much of it. They were considered lower spirits because of how young they were. But Ro always felt they were more. So much more.

    He’d been with Flor so much now with their Mated Bond, they seemed inseparable. He could almost feel everything she felt. In his mind's eye he could also see her and Aporia. Part of his spirit was always with them. As long as they consented to his presence, he would always be involved somehow. Which usually they did. They both knew Ro was a big voyeur. Knew what he'd feel if they let him, and see if they let him in to see.

    For a millennia, they had all been interchangeable. Then they just drifted apart over the last couple centuries. He loved Flor in a way he'd love no other being. She was his counterpart. His Mated Bond with her was beyond anything he’s ever experienced as an entity. His bond with Aporia was just as deep, only in a different way and they never performed a ceremony. With him and Flor, they were equals. Aporia; would always be his better. Nor did he ever begrudge her for it. She was older. More experienced than both him and Flor combined.

    In truth, it always made him inflamed with passion that she was more powerful. The need her spirit inspired, would forever drive him to want to pump his dick inside her hot middle, at her behest. Right now, of course he wanted to be there physically with them. Just he knew they needed their alone time. Flor had been feeling off a bit lately. He had noticed it before she had got with the mortal. Before long, she'd tell him what she wasn't sharing. Just as he would with her.

    Which is why he was glad she went to Aporia. Aporia had her gifts. Anytime they had their feminine time together, Flor would come back rejuvenated. He knew how she felt. Sex with Aporia wasn’t like any other entity. Him and Flor talked about it at length, through the generations. After sex with her it was like being reborn again.

    He knew in the cliques of the Higher Spirits that Aporia wasn’t just known as a spirit of Longing. Ro wasn’t so ignorant to know Aporia had a past. They also called her Lasting; Enduring. It was common for older spirits to have multiple titles, but the way other Immortals talked about Aporia in hushed tones. Ro knew it meant big business. Whoever she was or had been.

    Both him and Flor didn’t ask her about her history. It was taboo, unless a spirit offered to tell their tale. He just took her for the gift she was and the gift she was giving him now letting him watch them metaphysically, from his seat in a back room, at a mortal party in Milan. The image in his mind was crystal clear. He’d have his own time with Aporia soon. He’d make sure of it.

    As of now, both human men and women were wanting his attention. So he made himself scarce and rented out the whole private room in the back to be alone.