Pocket Dungeon 3, page 18
Iris continued to press open-mouthed kisses to Elaene’s arm, shoulder, collarbone, and neck as she fucked the other woman on her fingers, and I was having a hard time doing anything but staring.
It was easily the sexiest thing I’d ever seen in my entire life.
Meanwhile, Yasha sucked lightly at my earlobe and reached down to free my achingly hard cock from the constraints of my jeans. I gave a gasp of relief when it was free and rolled my hips up into her touch.
“Oooohhhh,” Elaene stammered out. “It really is that big…”
“I would not lie about something like that,” Yasha said. “It is the biggest I have ever encountered, and it feels so good inside of you. Do you want to feel his cock inside of you?”
What the fuck had my life become where I was being wingmanned by two of the hottest women on the face of the Earth?
“It feels so good,” Iris murmured and kissed Elaene’s quivering jaw.
“Y-yes,” Elaene gasped as she writhed on Iris’ fingers. “Yes, I want your cock inside me.”
Fuck me.
Iris slowly pulled her hand free from Elaene’s dripping pussy, and the Atlantean squirmed breathlessly in my lap at the sensation. Watching her move like that as her tits bounced, all while Yasha continued to stroke my dick was enough to make me want to explode then and there.
But we were far from done yet.
Iris helped guide Elaene forward with her hand once again pressed to the small of the other woman’s back.
“That’s it,” she coaxed as Elaene lifted her hips up. “Fuck, she looks so good like this, doesn’t she, Wes?”
“Goddamn right,” I grunted as I tightened my hold on Elaene’s hips, and slowly, I helped pull her down until the head of my cock pressed lightly into her hot, wet entrance.
“O-ohh,” she gasped loudly. “Inside of me. Please, I want to feel it inside of me.”
And with that, I slowly pulled Elaene down to sink into her tight pussy inch by inch. She gasped and cried out the more I slid into her, and by the time I was buried all the way to the hilt, her entire perfect body was shaking, and her eyes had gone dark with lust.
“How does it feel?” Iris murmured and brushed Elaene’s hair back from her face.
“Good, is it not?” Yasha asked with a grin. She’d moved her hands from my cock to gently trace over Elaene’s taut stomach. Each time one of her sharpened nails moved over the expanse of the Atlantean woman’s faintly scaled skin, she shuddered and tightened around my dick.
“It feels so good,” Elaene whimpered. “I did not know a man could feel this good.”
“Happy to help,” I gasped. It was hard to even catch my breath with the three, gorgeous women literally falling over themselves into my lap, but finally, I managed to gather myself enough to start to rock up into Elaene.
She was so tight and hot I thought I was actually going to die, and then when the high, pleased little whine tore from her throat, I was convinced I quite literally was dying at that moment.
“Yeah?” I mumbled. “That feel good?”
“Yes, yes, yes,” she stammered. “I want more.”
It was impossible to say no to a request like that, and so I picked up my pace and began to fuck into her a little faster, and then a little harder, until the Atlantean woman was bouncing in my lap and gasping out my name with every roll of her hips.
“Wessss,” she begged. “Please, more. I want more.”
“Iris,” I barely managed to gasp out the blonde’s name. “See how her nipples taste for me.”
“Gladly,” she purred before dipping her head down and catching one of the dark-haired woman’s bouncing breasts. She buried her face in her tits as she began to do as I said, and slowly lapped the flat of her tongue over Elaene’s pale nipple.
“Fuck!” Elaene cried out, and her back arched so that when I slammed up onto her again, I felt like I was all the way inside her throat. She squirmed and panted as she grasped desperately at the back of Iris’ head as the blonde continued to lavish her nipples with attention.
“She looks so pretty when she’s about to cum,” Yasha murmured in my ear. “She is about to cum, isn’t she?”
All I managed was a grunt in response. Elaene’s pussy squeezed around me, and she was definitely close to an orgasm, but I wasn’t about to let up just yet, not when the sounds of her pleasure were like music to my ears.
Yasha caught me in a hard kiss with one of her hands curling at the back of my neck as I pounded hard and fast up into Elaene’s eager pussy once more. She nipped playfully at my lower lip before pulling out of the kiss to give Elaene a little attention, too.
It’s like she was able to read my mind.
The fox-woman perched on her knees before leaning over and pressing her plush lips against Elaene’s as the other woman practically sobbed with pleasure from all of the various stimulation. She wrapped her arms around Yasha’s neck and met her head-on in the kiss.
I watched the two gorgeous women’s tongues slide against one another as Iris continued to lap and suck at Elaene’s perfect tits.
This was by far the sexiest thing I’d ever seen, and for a moment, I just leaned back on the couch to enjoy the show. Elaene continued to fuck herself down onto my cock as she squirmed and writhed with lust under each of my other two women’s undivided attention.
I was going to explode inside her at any second, and I had to clear my throat to even get the words to come out.
“I’m going to cum,” I grunted. “Where?”
Yasha broke their kiss so Elaene could answer.
“Inside of me,” the dark-haired woman gasped. “Please. I want to feel you cum inside of me. It feels so good already. I want more.”
And that was all it took.
As soon as my orgasm began to overtake me, Elaene’s body spasmed, and she cried out even louder than she had before. Iris pulled back as the Atlantean arched into me and finally caught my lips in another kiss.
We all but devoured one another as one orgasm gave way to another without any sign of stopping, and I thought I was absolutely going to die buried inside this gorgeous woman.
She continued to grind herself down onto me and milked my cock for every last drop of my seed as the last wave of pleasure finally rolled free of our bodies.
Elaene collapsed against my chest with a series of heaving, panting breaths, and Iris gently rubbed her back with a pleased little grin on her face.
“I meant to thank you, and give you pleasure,” Elaene mumbled into my shoulder. “Not the other way around.”
“You deserve to experience such pleasure,” Yasha said.
“She’s right,” Iris agreed. “And I don’t think any of us are really complaining about giving it.”
I wheezed out a breathless laugh and nodded as my head thumped against the back of the couch.
“Definitely not complaining,” I assured her. “No need to worry about that.”
“Thank you,” Elaene continued to mumble into my shoulder. “Not just for this, but for everything you’ve done for me so far. For helping me escape, for helping me take on Archibald, and for offering me a way home.”
“There’s no need to thank me, or any of us for that,” I promised her. “We’re happy to do it. And we like having you here, right?”
“Of course,” Iris said.
“I have already said that I do,” Yasha agreed.
“Come with us to see one of the options for a new place to live tomorrow,” I told Elaene. “We can show you other parts of the city too, do something fun. Not everything has to be about taking down Black. You deserve to have a good day, too.”
For a long moment, Elaene was silent, and I was worried that this of all things was what had finally overstepped a boundary, but finally, the Atlantean answered.
“I would like that very much,” she said softly, and I felt her lips curl into a smile as they pressed into my skin. “Very, very much.”
Chapter 13
I slept better than I had in a long time.
After sex with Elaene, we’d all taken our showers and got tucked in for the night, and despite the seriousness of what we all knew we were going to have to do the next day, there was also an undeniable lightness that had settled over all of us.
Hell, if I’d known all it would have taken was sex to make everyone relax, we definitely would have done it far sooner.
By the time morning rolled around, I felt downright refreshed and ready to take on Black and all of the other assholes who were a part of the black market later that night. But first, we had a date planned.
Well, a date and visiting the first of many luxury apartments on the Magnificent Mile we’d booked viewing times for. If I’d thought three people crammed into my tiny apartment was too many, four people made the place seem like it was going to burst at the seams at any given moment.
I was more than happy to share my space with numerous gorgeous women, but it did make moving about and having access to the bathroom in a timely manner a little bit difficult. I didn’t even know if Elaene was going to stay with us yet, but even the idea of a third woman also fighting for the bathroom was stressful.
I’d spent a large portion of the night after we’d had sex thinking about what might be fun to do with Elaene in the city.
In the last month or so, I’d already taken both Iris and Yasha to the various places I tended to love in the city, which ranged from my favorite restaurants, bookstores, museums, and the Lincoln Park Zoo. Well, only Iris went with me to the zoo. It still gave Yasha the heebie-jeebies because she was part animal and all that.
And it was that exact train of thought that led me to think about Shedd Aquarium.
Because Elaene was very adamant she wasn’t a fish, or even so much as part fish, I figured she wouldn’t have the same intense aversion to seeing fish in tanks as Yasha had to seeing animals in cages. But there was always the slight concern that maybe seeing fish in tanks would bring back too many negative memories.
At the same time, however, I really fucking loved the aquarium, which made it worth at least suggesting in my book.
I rolled out of bed without having to pluck any stray hair out of my mouth, so I counted that as a win and a sign the day was already off to a good start. Hopefully it was a sign and meant everything else to come would run smoothly, from our apartment tour to the black market gala.
I was, however, still waiting to hear back from Monty.
He’d called late the night before and told me he might have a lead on the Warehouse Fourteen situation, but that he’d have to call me back later to fill me in. I felt like the next morning was definitely “later.”
I was careful not to trip over anything as I picked my way out of the room. All three women were fast asleep in bed still, and they looked so peaceful like that, I couldn’t bear to wake them.
I closed the door softly behind me as I meandered into the kitchen with my phone pressed between my ear and shoulder as I listened to the dial tone ring. I almost gave up on Monty answering the call whatsoever, but thankfully at the last second, the line connected.
“Wha?” a groggy, sleep heavy Monty mumbled through the phone.
“Hey, it’s Wes,” I said, because I figured he hadn’t bothered to check the caller ID before answering his phone while half-asleep.
I heard some shuffling on the other end of the line, as well as a faint, distinctly feminine-sounding voice in the background as Monty moved around.
“Sorry,” he said a little clearer than before. “Sorry, just woke up.”
“Kind of figured,” I snorted. “Was that Juliet I heard in the background?”
“What, you don’t believe I have other female callers?” Monty scoffed. “Because I don’t. And yes, it was. She stayed over last night, I hadn’t been planning on it, and it’s why I had to pause passing along what I heard. I want to keep her out of this, but she just left, so now I don’t have to worry about her hearing.”
I started a pot of coffee and leaned against the counter as Monty rambled.
“So you did find something out?” I asked.
“Yeah,” he said. “I think I did. It was actually Juliet who gave me my first clue as to what was going on.”
“Thought you said you were keeping her out of this,” I said.
Juliet had seemed cool, but I still didn’t really want someone on the outside getting pulled into our highly secretive and dangerous business. It felt like a bad move.
“I am,” Monty quickly reassured me. “She heard me on the phone with one of Harper’s former security guys. He was one of the good ones, and it’s not like we talked much, but I still had his number. Asked if he knew about a Warehouse Fourteen. He wasn’t able to help, but Juliet asked me if I was talking about the gun club.”
My brow furrowed. “A gun club?”
“You sound as confused as I did,” he said. “A gun club, yeah. Apparently it’s like this big thing in the gun scene around here, which I also didn’t know was a thing until Juliet told me, but there are these big like, social gatherings or whatever, but they’re actually just excuses to get your hands on some guns you might not otherwise be able to get. If you catch my drift.”
I straightened up. “As in a black market.”
“Ding ding ding,” Monty sang. “We have a winner. Do you remember that asshole who was at the range when the three of you showed up the first time? Well, he doesn’t work there anymore, because apparently he was big into that shit, and it’s, you know, definitely illegal. It was a whole production when he got caught and fired, which is how Juliet knows about it in the first place.”
“So, is Warehouse Fourteen one of the places where it happens?” I asked. I wasn’t sitting down, but if I were, I would have been on the edge of my seat.
“Yes and no,” he said slowly. “It sounds like Warehouse Fourteen isn’t the name of a specific place. I mean, it is, but it’s not like an official name. It’s one of the abandoned warehouses in the Warehouse District.”
“I’m not going to lie to you, I kind of thought it was the name of a club or something,” I joked as I poured myself a cup of coffee.
“You and me both,” Monty agreed. “But apparently there’s a numbering system for the warehouses in the area, the abandoned ones specifically, and with that information, Juliet was able to point me in the right direction, so I made a few more calls to some of Harper’s old guards that I’m still in good with, and sure enough, I was able to figure out which of the abandoned warehouses is better known as Warehouse Fourteen. I’m texting you the address now.”
Just as soon as the words were out of his mouth, my phone buzzed against my ear to indicate a text message had just come in.
“You’re an absolute lifesaver, Monty,” I told him. “Our backup plan was going to be to sneak over to Archibald Black’s place and tail him to the event, but this is definitely about a thousand times less suspicious.”
“You can say that again,” he agreed. “I feel like trying to tail that guy would just lead to the four of you getting caught before you could even start anything.”
“That was my thought as well. But now we have an actual, honest-to-god address,” I said. “Thanks to you.”
“It was really no problem,” he waved off the thanks. “I’m just sorry I didn’t get back to you last night. And that I had to bolt so fast. Is there any time that works best for me to swing by to pick up the jewels today?”
“Uh,” I hesitated. “I think we’re actually going to be out most of the day. We’ve got a tour of a new apartment, and then I think we’re going to try and show Elaene some of the city. Then we have to get back and get ready to go to this event at the warehouse.”
“Full day,” he said. “It’s no biggie, I can always come by whenever, you know that. That way Iris doesn’t have to carry all that throughout the city. I’m always afraid she’s going to get mugged.”
“You and me both,” I said. “I know she’s armed–”
“And is practically Annie Oakley,” Monty added.
“That too, but I’d still feel better this time if you picked it up yourself,” I finished with a laugh.
“Ah, I see how it is, you’re totally cool if I get mugged,” Monty joked.
“Yes,” I deadpanned. “Oh, by the way, do you think it’s weird to bring Elaene to the aquarium?”
“Like, to see the fish?” Monty asked.
“Monty, what the hell else do you do at an aquarium?” I asked him.
“Well, I don’t know! Maybe you were going to let her go for a swim while no one was watching,” he said.
“I don’t think we could manage something like that, but no, I just don’t know if it’s… insensitive or something,” I continued. “Yasha is pretty adamantly anti-zoo, but I don’t know what the reading is, with this situation.”
“I don’t know if I’ll really be much help, either,” he pointed out to me. “After all, I only met her yesterday, and I couldn’t really pick up vibes one way or another on if taking her to an aquarium would feel racist or… specist?”
“Thanks, Monty,” I sighed and fought off another chuckle. “And thank you for real for figuring out the shit about the Warehouse Fourteen debacle. You’ve made our lives a lot easier today.”
“Yeah man, no problem, I’m happy to help,” he said. “Just let me know if there’s anything else you need me to do, or if anything else comes up. I’m just a phone call away.”
And with that, Monty and I ended our call.
I took a sip of my coffee as I pulled up the message he’d just sent me and checked out the address of this warehouse, and then I pulled it up on Google Maps so I could get a street view of the place.
I wanted to get as good of a mental picture of where we were going, and what we were getting into, as possible before we went. If we had more time before, like at the very least a few more days, I would have insisted that we do a drive by to actually see the place in person, and maybe even try to sneak in to look around beforehand, but with the actual event less than twelve hours from now, it seemed far too risky.
