Page 112 of Their Fairy Princess (Office Intrigue Duet 7)
When he placed them over my ears, I couldn’t see or hear, so I lay there, in the center of the bed, not moving.
Music started, soft in my ears. Soothing instrumentals, which helped me relax. I could smell something. It was sweet, fruity. I didn’t know what or who, so I remained there, holding my breath as I waited for what was coming next.
Soft fingers moved over my foot. There was something warm. Oil, maybe? Yes. Massage oil.
And those were Heaven’s hands.
I didn’t know how long she worked, but it felt like hours as she massaged me from my toes to my neck on the front side, then had me turn over, careful to keep the headphones in place while she did the same with my back, down my legs, and once again to my feet.
I probably drifted off a couple of times from the overwhelming pleasure. Although the massage in the pool had been stimulating, this one had soothed, relaxed.
Heaven’s hands caressed my calves one last time before disappearing altogether.
As I lay there, blissed out, I couldn’t imagine anything that could’ve made this birthday better than it already was.
A few minutes later, I found out exactly what could be.
TWENTY-SEVEN
ISAAC
“Thank you for coming today,” Ian told Heaven when she returned to the living room a solid hour after she’d gone in with Everly.
“You’re very welcome. And thanks for inviting me.” She smiled sweetly, grabbed the bag she’d brought with her. “I’ve called my sister, let her know I’m on the way.”
Ian nodded. “Text me when you get there, so we know you’re safe.”
I offered her my thanks, gave her a hug before Dante did the same. While Ian walked her out to her car, Dante and I remained in the living room. I gripped the back of his neck, massaged the tension there.
“You doing all right?”
He nodded, eyes lowered. “It’s been a long day.”
“You’ve done well.” I pulled him toward me, met his gaze briefly before pressing my lips to his.
The man sighed, relaxing in my hold as my tongue explored his. We were still like that when Ian returned. My brother cleared his throat, chuckled.
“We’ve got a birthday girl waiting for us.”
That we did. And though I could’ve spent another half hour with my mouth fused to Dante’s, I figured it was best not to keep her waiting.
With the two of them in tow, I led the way to the guest room, where I imagined my fairy princess was drifting off right about now. Once Dante was inside, he closed the door behind us as quietly as he could.
We wasted no time, the three of us discarding the shorts we’d donned after leaving the pool. Dante rolled on a condom and crawled onto the bed with Everly. He removed the headphones, set them aside, but left the blindfold intact.
“Happy Birthday, Everly.”
“Thank you, Dante.”
He lay on the bed, pulling Everly so that she was draped over his long, lean body. I took a moment to admire the two of them together. Dante took her mouth with his, kissing her as he ran his hands over all that smooth skin, still glistening from the oil Heaven had rubbed on to her.
Everly took what he offered, her hands sliding into his hair as the kiss heated, sweet and soft morphing into passionate until it was ablaze, Everly moving against him, trying to get closer. She’d endured rather well today, considering. I’d put her through the motions, keeping her suspended in a constant state of arousal, all in preparation for this.
I moved onto the bed, kneeling between Dante’s legs, positioning Everly’s so that she was straddling his hips.
She moaned softly, then sat up, reaching back for me.
I pressed my chest to her back, slid my hands around to cup her sweet tits, kneading them firmly. Slow and soft would come later. Right now, I wanted her on fire, eager.
“My Liege,” she moaned, turning her head as though searching for my lips.
I kissed her hard, lifting her as Dante positioned his cock before guiding her down onto him.
Her sweet mouth broke from mine, a passionate cry escaping her lips. She pressed her hands to Dante’s chest as he began rocking his hips, pushing in deeper.
“Dante…”
“I’m here, baby,” he crooned, twining her fingers with his and urging her forward. “Right here.”
I focused on them as Ian joined us, kneeling near Dante’s head, his cock in his hand. He stroked himself, enjoying the show as much as I was.
From behind Everly, I squeezed her ass, kneading the smooth globes, letting her know what was coming. Our touch seemed to ignite her. She was trying to get more friction from Dante while mumbling incoherently. Dante pulled her down to him, crushed his mouth to hers, keeping her still while I took the opportunity to remove the plug. I tossed it onto the floor, then grabbed the lubricant and coated my cock.
