Chapter 21

“Jesus, Aiden,” left Anna’s full lips as she stared across the bubbling hot tub towards him. “What the hell happened? Rory”—she glanced over at the darkened rooftop pool waters where her husband hung from the side. With his head atop his crossed arms, his eyes glinted in the darkness—”was really worried. Fuck, I must’ve moaned all night long.”

Instead of answering, his foot glided along the outside of her spread leg. As it moved, her pulse spiraled upward. She’d been away from him for far too long. In the dim starlight pushing through thick clouds, his gray pools glittered. At her squirming, a mischievous grin slipped onto his face.

“Sophia Dumont is mine.” As the smile widened, his toes froze atop her thigh. “And my assistant—”

“—is yours as well?” She huffed as the toes curled, pressing her trembling leg. “N-No surprise, um, there. In either case.”

“Well.” He chuckled, then curved his foot inwards. Its slow glide left heating trails on her skin. “Actually. There is a surprise. Seems Sophia took quite a liking to Eva.”

“Oh, so now they’re a couple?” Her voice slipped into a hoarse whisper as his toes pushed between her legs.

“Kinda. Sophia is also Eva’s.”

“W-What?” The world flipped as his big toe tapped her swollen achy clit. With a groan, she pushed into him. “Oh, mmm. Mmm, fuck. Oh.”

When he dragged his pressing toes along her seam, her words devolved into hitching breaths. After a quick glance at her husband, still watching from the dark pool, she returned to Aiden. At his laugh and the sudden change in his expression, her body tensed.

Despite the orange tendrils winding around them, she remained focused on his shimmering gray pools. At the soft melodies sliding into her, followed by a ghostly image of a darkened ring, russet and engraved, she swallowed.

“Seems Eva’s not bad as a mistress. Hmm, what do you say, trophy wife?” As he spoke, everything but his perfect lips blurred. When his big toe pushed inside her, she struggled to catch his words over her moan. “And Sophia is a very good little slut.”

“Mmm, fuck. A-And, um, us?” While swaying under his forceful thrusts, she gasped ever quicker. “God, Aiden. It’s primal. Mmm, yes. My craving. So deep. Oh, fuck, Aiden. I hunger for you. Fuck, you can have anything. Mmm, what do you want of me?”

“That’s up to you,” he replied before glancing at Rory. “And your husband.”

At the nudge of Aiden’s thick big toe against her clit, aching for him while she’d been away, her heart pounded. Battered by sensations and blurred images from him, it had been the longest two weeks of her life. Without sparing a look for Rory, she nodded. The world pulsed with every languid, forceful rub of that marvelous, teasing toe.

“Look, damn it. Mmm, n-nothing’s, um, changed. God, I crave you, Aiden. Every fucking part of me. Oh. Oh, mmm.” After swallowing, she shoved her words out in a throaty voice. “He knows that. He’s ... Mmm, God. H-He’s accepted it—us. Oh. Oh, fuck, Aiden. I ... I need you!”

Even as his magical smile devoured her soul, the entire universe shook when a scream, hers, tore into the night sky. While her clawed hands scraped and scratched along the tub’s rim, she pushed her shuddering pelvis into his racing foot. Another unfettered cry to the stars. Then one more. Everything faded but his glimmering gray eyes and amused expression. One more scream escaped her as the last massive wave pummeled her into the frothy water.

“Welcome home, Anna.” Above her rapid breathing, she caught his soft voice. And his low laugh as his foot pulled free of her shaking body. “I’ve missed you, beautiful lady. Don’t think for a minute that I didn’t. Even with...”

Although his voice faded, she caught the brief gulp. The glimmer in his gray pools dulled. It took a while for her breathing to settle and the world to return to focus. Languid pulses continued to ripple deep within her, along the void that craved his heartbeat. But at last, she sank to her neck in the hot jets and stared at him.

Left unspoken, but clear through the swirling tendrils between them—love. It was her turn to run trembling feet over his thick, solid legs. Despite her motions, his eyes remained distant.

“There’s one more thing, Anna.” As he spoke, a tingle ran through her rubbing limbs. “And I need you to consider this. There may be some danger. A shadow from Sophia’s past is returning.”

“So?” Her brows tightened. “What’s that got to do with you? Or me?”

“He wants something I now possess. How he knows...” His eyes clouded, he looked out across the night sky. “I have my suspicions.”

“He wants Sophia back?” Even as the question left her, an image slammed into her. Aiden wouldn’t give anyone up. She gulped.

“No.” At his knowing grin, she purred. For as long as she wished to remain, he’d never let her go. “Well, I mean, perhaps. But that’s not what he’s after.”

“The ring?”

“Yes.”

“Hmm, then I guess things are about to get more interesting, Aiden.”

“You’re gonna stay with me?” When he looked at her, the glimmer had returned to those shadowed yet brilliant gray pools.

She chuckled. He needn’t have asked aloud. But it was endearing. Cute, even. And as warmth flooded her emptiness, she glanced at Rory’s white-rimmed eyes. When she slipped through the bubbling water to straddle Aiden, his arms were waiting for her. As she ground into his torso, his massive shaft pulsed between them.

“Mmm, my dear sweet Aiden. I’m, uh, all yours,” she murmured before biting deep into her lower lip. “Trophy wife. By right of conquest, remember?”

Before he could respond, she mashed her lips against his while gripping that majestic throbbing slab of cockmeat and rising. Muffled by their swirling tongues, his hungry groan met her desperate moan when she plunged downwards. As she took the thick, lengthy mass she’d missed for two whole weeks deep into her spreading flesh, the universe smeared.

She was so wet—had been since returning—it wasn’t long before he was fully embedded. With a shaky sigh, she pulled her lips away and stared into those mystical, lovable, glimmering gray pools.

“God, I’ve missed this. Mmm, fuck. That pulse. And the way you fill every stretching inch of me.” As she spoke, her walls tightened and released ever so slowly. “Complete. That’s what I feel right now. You know we belong together, just like this, don’t you?”

“Yes,” he replied, though he glanced at her husband watching from the edge of the dark, still waters.

Once he returned to her, she lifted. Despite the gaping void building within her, a smile spread across her face. When she sank quicker, the gaping nothingness inside her became a heated, pulsating spear of life. With her body engulfed in rising flames, she gazed into Aiden’s eyes while pumping his fleshy pole. At the soft skimming of his widespread fingers along her ribs, she sped.

Soon, she was bouncing ever faster. From the deepest point of her igniting core, waves were spiraling higher. Splashes of sudsy water battered then flooded over the tub’s sides. The world blurred, then disappeared. Nothing but Aiden existed. Fourteen days of—not Aiden—erupted into gyres of hungering need. She flicked from Aiden’s gray pools to squint at Rory’s shadowy form.

At her husband’s soft gnawing along his forearm, she giggled and clenched Aiden tighter. As Aiden released a winding moan, she panted. When his eyes met hers, an impish grin appeared on his face. An image appeared. Her game. And Rory’s. He’d play.

“Fuck yeah, Anna. Oh, that’s it. Damn!” After a loud snorting laugh, Aiden yelled over the splashing bubbles. “Jesus, Rory. Your sexy wife’s got one helluva tight little pussy.”

Both Aiden and she laughed as she bounded harder, sending ever more powerful surges over the top of the tub. At a flurry of icy raindrops across her back, she clamped her arms tighter around Aiden. A sudden bright flash illuminated Rory’s wide-mouthed visage. Ignoring the distant thunder rumbling closer, she galloped atop that magical, thick, piercing flesh rod.

“Oh, fuck, Aiden. It’s because of your huge fucking cock,” she forced out in a breathless hiss as his hands found her jiggling boobs. Just as her gaze flicked to Rory, a massive surge of pleasure sent her body slapping into Aiden’s solid chest. “Oh. Oh. Oh, my fucking God. Yes!”