Cherished by Ghosts, page 11
"Do you think she's it?" Milo asked curiously. "Not that I'm not overjoyed and I feel like my heart is stroking out when she's around, but one woman for five men...it's a lot. Do you think there's another one somewhere out there for us?"
“Hell no. Well...not for me.” He shrugged. “She is literally everything. I don’t know about Foster, or Zeke... I mean Fos is a fucking forest god...he could have tons of opportunities for other women to perpetuate the species. And Zeke...I just don’t know. I mean it’s not like we have ever talked about this shit past our pact...”
"I didn't mean for us; I meant for her," Milo clarified. "Imagine having five girlfriends? You'd never get any fucking sleep. How does Sybelle manage it having three partners? Is she exhausted a lot? I'm just worried that we might be too much for her."
He grinned. “How do your parents deal with it?” he countered. “It’s all about schedules. I mean Sybelle is...well, she’s considered a female Elder for Monstera considering what my dads are, and she does a lot of outreach and such, but she doesn’t have a job...” He looked horrified. “Noori wants to do much of the same I think, but on a bigger level and she will figure it out. The trick, as Balthazar would say, is to give her her space, which we do already, and love her unconditionally. With my parents, Sybelle’s heart largely belongs to Atticus, but there is still room and affection for Balthazar and Thorn, and there is no jealousy because of their dynamic. So far as I see, we don’t have any jealousy at all.”
"Do you think she loves some of us more than others?" It looked as though Milo found the idea distressing
“Noori?” Blue shook his head. “Nah. That’s not how she’s built. She’s got so much love to give, so much to fill.” He took another swig and then handed Milo another beer. “With my parents, Sybelle and Atticus had a few years together as kids before Balthazar and Thorn moved in on the street. With Noori, it’s not like she has one of us with some history. Her history with us started the moment she met us, even if I saw her first.”
"But that's not true anymore," Milo pointed out. "She's had you for years, whether she knows it or not."
Blue smiled and shook his head. “Just because she was meant to be mine didn’t give it any guarantee,” he offered. “And I’m not expecting anything because of the fact that she was where I ended up during my transition. I know what I mean to her, what I could mean to her long-term. Same with the rest of you. Milo, mate, why this worry? Are you ultimately all right with the fact that you share her with me, with us?”
"Of course I am," Milo told him. "I've always known it was going to be this way for us. I just hope it's not too much for her, that's all. We're a lot and she's only known us a couple of weeks. She's in the honeymoon period right now. What if she changes her mind over time?"
“She won’t. Noori isn’t that kinda girl. She’s all in. And it may have been rocky with a few of us...” he shrugged. “She will figure it out. My Aunt Ember has four, all Monstera, and my other two aunts, Hannah and Vanessa, each have more. I think Vanessa has six and Hannah has four or five...they figured it out. She will, too...and she is lucky cuz we aren’t all Monstera. Just me. She’s got it good, I mean we all temper each other and we all fulfill a need for her.”
"That's a good point. There are plenty of families with more men than this. You're right." Milo sighed and drained another beer. "I just want this to be amazing for everyone."
“It will be because we have her,” Blue offered. “Once all this shit gets handled with Caldera I’m going to put in for a six-month hiatus for us. I mentioned it to Zeke, and he agrees. We need time to cement this family. “
"That's a good idea. I'm down with that." Milo nodded.
“Zeke wants to take her to Japan. And I know Foster is planning a trip back to England to see his mother.”
"You could take her to Scotland if she's going to be in Europe," Milo suggested.
“My parents are going to be here any day now...” Blue grimaced. “If she wants to go to Scotland I’ll take her, but she’s going to meet them soon.” He sighed. “Will you take her home?”
"Who doesn't want to visit Scotland?" Milo pointed out. "It's gorgeous. And there's whiskey."
“You do have a point,” he said with a laugh. “And don’t think I didn’t notice you deflected. Answer the damn question, ya nob.”
"I wasn't deflecting, I just got sidetracked!" Milo protested. "I mean it's whiskey! But no, I don't plan to take her home, at least until I've discussed the situation with my parents. We're not going unless I know she's safe."
“Fair enough. Especially safe from your sister since she’s on the fast track to mating Galen,” he offered. “You could always just have them come here to meet her. Lord knows they are going to want to. Though if she goes there she might murder several people just to prove a point.”
"Noori isn't capable of murder," Milo disagreed. "She'd defend herself and us if provoked but she wouldn't straight up kill someone for looking at her the wrong way."
Blue just smirked. He highly believed that yes, she would defend them, but she would also take out someone if it meant ultimately they would be safe. She was practical, like him.
“Look at the two of you, sitting out here, drinking beer and gossiping...”
They looked up to see Noori in the doorway, wearing her shorts and a tank top, but clearly nothing else, a large bottle of water in her hands. Blue growled, looking her up and down, and suppressed the urge to grab her and sit her on his cock.
“Galen still sleeping?” he asked instead.
She nodded. “I needed electrolytes.”
"You need an energy boost?" Milo asked, eyes narrowing with concern.
Noori shook her head. “I’m good, just replenishing all the liquids I lost.”
Blue chuckled. “Now, Noori, are we going to have another conversation?” he said, eyes on her as her nipples tightened. She blushed, knowing exactly what kind of conversation that would be. He had come to love waylaying her in the morning and getting her off, his words in her ear doing the job just as well as his hands...or shadows.
“We could,” she offered. “What’s going on? You two out here all thoughtful.”
"We were talking about what's going to happen after we kill Caldera," Milo told her. “Blue said Foster was thinking about taking you to the UK and I suggested maybe he go along and take you to Scotland."
“Scotland is a thought. I was hoping to be able to go back home. Take you guys with me...all of you. I know Taqui is going to send some of my stuff, but I would like to go through my parents’ house to get things I want to keep.”
"You don't have to sell it," Milo told her. "We could employ someone to maintain it and visit from time to time if you want to spend a few weeks in your homeland here and there. In any case, you don't have to make the decision quickly."
“My aunt is there now, and she’s handling the grounds but...I’m going to consider everything. We have time,” she said as she slipped onto the chaise that was in the afternoon sun.
Blue looked to Milo and then back to her. “You know...tan lines are awful,” he teased her. The look in her eye, the need she was giving off was palpable. He smirked at Milo, knowing his best friend would get the idea.
"If that was a lame-ass excuse to get her naked, I'm all for it," Milo teased.
Noori arched a brow and then shrugged, pulling the tank top over her head, and leaned back, the sunshine on her skin.
“Shorts, too, though I think I’m seeing more than they are hiding. Where the hell did you get them?” He looked to Milo. “She buy these with you?”
"I'm afraid to say I advised against the purchase because I thought it would be an open invitation to playtime," Milo admitted. "But right now I'm just glad of the invitation. Stand up, sweetheart. You want us to take those off and make you feel good, don't you?"
“I was going to say you were a goddamn hero,” Blue offered and she grinned at them and climbed off the chair, then sauntered over to Milo, straddling his lap. A very light sheen of sweat covered her unbound breasts as she settled facing Milo, shorts still on.
“Now you’re talkin’...” Blue said and got off the chair.
Noori looked at him over her shoulder and then smiled to Milo. She leaned in and kissed him, her hand gripping him through his pants.
“Come on, baby,” Blue said as he came up behind her. “You honestly think you can handle us both after a romp with the bear? Or does this sweet pussy need more?” His hand slid around her hip and tunneled through the cuts in the denim she was wearing.
She moaned into Milo’s mouth and rolled her hips. So, she was still keyed up from the sex with the bear, he could be into it...and he knew Milo was.
They hadn’t really shared girls in the past, not like this. But with Noori it seemed they would have the opportunity, though he’d thought they would really have to work up to it, and talk about it long term. None of the guys seemed the kind to want to do that, well maybe Foster, but he was a hedonist by right.
"Let us take the edge off," Milo said between kisses. "Blue, I've done the button on these shorts. You can take them off now."
“Mmmm... Yes...” she said and nuzzled him as she shivered, Blue’s fingers playing havoc between her folds. She arched, her breasts mouth height for his friend, and he scissored her perfect clit between two fingers, making her hips roll and leaned in, biting her earlobe as she moaned.
“So fucking wet and needy, Noori... Clearly the bear just wasn’t enough... Or is it that you’re just a bad girl that needs more?” he growled. “Gods, one night the five of us are going to fuck you into one hell of a stupor...but we are going to have to work up to that aren’t we?”
She moaned, nodding.
“Look at you, this body begging both of us to bring you off... Tell me, Noori, if I make you come, slip what’s left of these shorts off, wouldn’t you love Milo to eat your pussy till you scream?”
“Fuck...fuck yes...”
"Then get to it, soldier," Milo's eyes were hot and hungry. "Make her come so we can get down to making her scream."
Blue smirked, fuck, he loved how deviant she could get. Noori loved pleasure and the fact that they were all too happy to give it to her made it a great arrangement. He pushed two fingers into her, the honey that greeted him thick and silky. He felt her contract and smiled into her shoulder. “Noori... So hungry for a cock...” He looked to Milo, “She’s all but milking my fingers.”
“Please,” she bit out. “Close...”
“Of course you are, love.” His fingers began to move. He kinda loved the shorts, he wasn’t restricted, his movements exactly what she needed but aside from small peeks of his hand, Milo couldn’t see anything. It was naughty, sexy on a hidden level. “We are getting her another pair of these shorts. Fuck, she’s so hot...” He twisted his fingers, hooked them, felt that spot that needed attention and dragged down.
“Ah!” she moaned as she came, her body tightened and the little tremors in her sheath as she gripped his fingers moved outward, and he could feel them in her torso and down her hips to the legs around Milo’s.
“That’s it... So fucking sexy when you come, baby...but I think Milo wants to play, too...and gods does he look like he’s starving.”
He pulled his hand from her and swiped his fingers over her lips, coating them with what they wrought together, thick and sweet. “Give him a taste...”
Milo leaned into the kiss but only briefly. "Tastes good but it's not enough," he told her.
Rising up with his hands under her thighs, he tipped her onto a nearby sun lounger and dragged the shorts from her hips, tossing them away over his shoulder as he sank to his knees in front of her. "That's better," he breathed, feasting his eyes on her soft, wet center. "Let's take this to the next level." He kissed the inside of her thigh but that was it as far as wasting time. A split second later his tongue was on her still sensitive clit and two fingers were moving inside her as he relentlessly pursued the height of her pleasure.
Blue grinned, his eyes on how she arched, her hand gripping his best friend’s head, fingers digging into his hair. Gods, he loved when she did that to him. He moved around her and sat back, then scooted forward, his thighs under her shoulders as he half lifted her, head supported by his stomach. His hands went to her breasts, fingers pinching and rolling, giving her that little bit more.
For his part, Milo was lost in the slick heated everything of her, but not so much that he couldn't test other waters. He wanted so much for him and Blue, and maybe the others, too, to all take her together, hot and filthy and no longer taboo now that multiple male partners was the norm. Twisting his hand, he sent an exploratory finger searching for her other hidden orifice.
Arching hard, she bit her lip and closed her eyes. “Fuck... Fuck...” she said. It was clear she wasn’t having issue with any of what they were doing. “I love being between you...”
Blue looked down to Milo with a smirk. “Such a good girl,” he said and pinched her harder which caused her to cry out. He leaned down, giving the illusion of an intimate word. “And I can see you like what Milo is doing...everything Milo is doing... Tell me, baby...who is getting that black cherry?”
Milo worked his finger into it slowly, taking the time to let her get used to the feeling before he started thrusting in time with the fingers in her pussy.
“Oh god...” she sobbed and arched again. “Fuck...” she purred and gripped both Milo’s head and reached around behind Blue, holding the small of his back, keeping them both close. “I’m so fucking...close... Please... Milo...”
Always happy to deliver, he took it up a notch and went to town, devastating her cunt with his mouth and hands and adding a second finger to the one in her ass.
“Ah...” she whimpered and rolled her hips. Clearly their girl was very into what was going on south side. It boded well. “Yes...yes...fuck... Milo!” she screamed as she came, clawing at Blue and Milo, her hips snapping, humping Milo’s face as she moaned and writhed between them. Blue watched her move, his hands on her breasts still as she licked her lips and purred, a smile coming to her face. “So good... I feel so, so good...”
"Then I'm happy, too." Milo let her come down, pulling away from her and wiping his mouth on the back of his hand. "I can't wait until we can have you like that between us."
She nodded and closed her eyes with a smile. “Hmmm.... My naughty boys...”
“Our dirty girl,” Blue said and leaned back, kissing her softly on the forehead. She nodded again. “All of yours’ girl...”
"Damn straight." Milo sighed happily as he sat back. "Is it weird that I'm really happy about the prospect of going to cook dinner for you now? Like there's so much satisfaction in keeping you satisfied?"
“I love that you take care of me,” she said and turned sideways. “Both of you.”
Blue grinned. “What do you need, baby?”
“I think a soak...and then lots of yummy food.”
"Then we're on it." Milo rose to his feet. "Blue, go take her for a bath. I'll get started on dinner." Bending over her, he took her hand and kissed the back of it. "Your wish is my command, Princess."
“Love you,” she said softly and Blue looked to Milo, sure that was the first time she said that to any of them.
“Come on, baby,” Blue said and lifted her up. “Let’s get you soaking.”
She nodded and cuddled into him, slipping off to sleep.
“Congrats, man,” he said with a grin.
"Love you, too, sweetheart. And you, you asshole," Milo laughed. "Get going before we start composing each other sonnets and buying flowers."
He winked at his friend and turned to go back into the house, carrying the love of his life toward her bedroom for a soak that he was just going to have to enjoy with her.
Chapter
“Get in here...”
Noori grabbed Blue by his shirt and pulled him into the study, slamming him against the door, her mouth on his seconds later.
The morning had started like normal, her exiting her room after a shower, dressed, and then him accosting her in the hallway, hands and shadows all over her body as he whispered dirty, filthy things in her ear.
It had been two days since waking up with him buoying her in the large bath tub in her bedroom, and things with everyone had been perfect since. Galen was on the mend, at pace, and she had connected with all her guys, proof of four of them visible on her body. Her lightning was getting more prominent, like Milo’s, her vines with sweet smelling leaves on them, and her glyphs, the gift of mating her Monstera were ghostly in the day light, living just under her skin, but at night they glowed with the weird turquoise glow that Blue’s glowed with. She wasn’t sure what they said, not that she could see them, but her Shadowea had a habit of running his fingers down her spine any chance he got.
The only thing about her morning ritual with Blue was that it was always him touching her. It didn’t feel fair, and it certainly wasn’t what she wanted all the time. So, she decided to take matters into her own hands.
Tongues twining, his hands on her hips, she ran her hands down his abs and then lower, one on the button of his jeans, one on the bulge it was hiding. She squeezed him as her thumb opened the button there, and he groaned.
“Teasing little slut...” he growled, gripping the back of her head and she grinned.
“Who said I was teasing?” she asked as she squeezed him once more and went to her knees, looking up at him.
“Ah fuck,” he said and nodded as she opened his pants, face to face with his dick. Blue Strange did not wear underwear, and gods his cock was cool.
She had felt it, the curves, ridges and valleys on his shaft as well as the small bumps along the underside, and the plated almost scales...but seeing it for the first time, in the light of day... “Fuck, that’s hot...” she offered. “No wonder you made me come so hard.”
Blue smirked down at her, his hand on her cheek, thumb on the side of her mouth. “Well...show me how much you like it.”
