Chapter 65

With Erin and Mandy snuggled tight under the covers, I collapsed for a quick nap. But at movement and quiet giggling, I eased an eyelid open. Then the other after glimpsing Mandy in the tiniest black pleated skirt and a pink crop top that swung from her perky chest. When she noticed me watching, she gave me a slow bend and licked her lips. No panties. Her tits hung free beneath the thin material.

“Mmm, that’s my hungry Jim. Glad you picked this one, I bet.” She giggled and pranced closer. “Come on, sleepyhead. We’re gonna show Erin around.”

“O” is all that left my lips as the redhead click-clacked into our room.

Gone was the dress. Instead, a mid-thigh length miniskirt hugged her hips while an unbuttoned sheer ivory blouse fluttered, offering glimpses of her bare torso. At Mandy’s chuckle, I tore my gaze away from the approaching woman.

“She’s, um, getting into the atmosphere as well. You like, dear?”

“Oh, yeah.” I nodded while rising from the bed.

“Told you that would work,” she said to Erin, as the redhead halted beside her.

Ever widening, Erin’s eyes scanned me as I dressed. The sun was already sinking into the tops of the languidly swaying palms. So, dinner time, which meant casual dark slacks and a blue polo shirt. When I turned, both were closer to each other, and Erin was breathing faster.

“Mmm, master,” Mandy muttered. “She’s so wet already.”

After a quiet slurp, Erin’s skirt fell back into place as Mandy lifted her shiny fingers. But even as she sucked on them, I stepped nearer to snap the golden leash into her collar. At Erin’s hitching breath, I smiled and gave it a gentle tug.

“Come on, ladies.” I laughed while leading Mandy from the room. Erin’s shaky clicking heels joined her firm clacks, echoing across the hardwood veranda. “Strut your stuff and then dinner.”

Even Mandy hadn’t seen the sprawling campus, and it took a while to show it all to them. By the time we were sauntering back towards the central plaza, both women were tight to each other. Between their lengthy slurping kisses and quiet moaning, my heartbeat was racing.

“Do you wear that everywhere?” Erin murmured as we halted to await the opening of the dining area.

“No.” Right as I turned, Mandy ran a finger along the collar and looked at me. “Whenever I can, though. The leash is new.” She bit into her lip while watching it sway in my hand. “I like it. It’s pretty. Jim got it for my birthday.”

“It’s your birthday?” Erin smiled at her before widening it while looking at me.

“Yes,” Mandy replied in a soft voice. “I’m the birthday—”

“—slut,” I finished with a laugh.

“J-Jesus, you two.” Erin shook her head.

At that moment, the gates opened, and the crowd moved inside. Once we’d found our booth, Mandy snuggled tight to my side with a sigh. Erin wasted no time sliding in beside her.

As the usual exchange of partners happened, Erin kept glancing at me. That got a grin to spread across my face.

“Why are you smiling?” she asked.

“Well. When we arrived, there were just the two of us.” I looked down and swept a curl from Mandy’s cheek—she too was fixed on the partnering. “And now we’ve got you.” I laughed and nodded to the server, filling our wine glasses. “Ain’t life grand.”

But that wasn’t the best part. Erin’s eyes became even wider as the stacks of pillows and larger cushions were scattered across the sunken arena. After we’d eaten, Mandy lifted to prod my ear with her tongue. At a sudden groan from Erin, I looked over, but Mandy blew in my ear.

“She’s still awfully wet,” she whispered before sliding a glistening finger into her pursed lips. After a slow suck, with her eyes blazing up at me, she giggled. “Told her not to bother with panties.”

Before I could respond, the first amorous clusters stripped and moved into the cushions. As Erin’s nails clawed at the table, her breathing raced.

“Guess you didn’t know this place had group ‘fun’, huh?” I muttered.

“N-Nope,” the redhead mumbled while trying to track each growing cluster of groaning naked flesh.

When she glanced at me, flicking her tongue around her lips, my heart hammered. For all the world, she looked like a mouse in a lion’s den. In my den. Well, back when I’d been there with Debbie, at least.

As soon as Mandy noticed her trembling, she pulled from me to wrap the woman tight in her slender arms. While watching the action intensify, both whimpered. It wasn’t long before Erin’s hand disappeared beneath Mandy’s tiny outfit. Likewise, the redhead’s blouse was only rolled cotton as Mandy gnawed on one firm tit and twisted the stiff nipple of the other.

Between the rising cries echoing across the shadowed area and their ever louder moaning, an intense feeling of—sadness engulfed me. Yeah, for the first time, I felt like a third wheel.

Of course, it was my own damn choice. With a heavy sigh, I sipped the wine. In a haze, blurry figures rose and fell as more intense cries erupted. It took everything to ignore the hardened ache pushing against my slacks.

“You want to go out there, don’t you, Jim?”

At Mandy’s quiet, even voice, I shifted my gaze to find her softening blue pools. At first, I only stared as my mind replayed her query. Over and over. The answer was “Yes.” Or was it? It was her birthday. Besides, I’d promised to remain with her.

“It’s okay, master.” She smiled, and those eyes flashed as the redhead used her teeth to tug on one of Mandy’s nipples. “Mmm, fuck. Erin’s keeping me, um, amused.”

That cast the final vote. Yes, it was her birthday. She was enjoying herself with Erin. Besides, she’d enjoy herself more if I wasn’t moping around.

With a nod, I downed the rest of the wine and slid from the booth. After one last glance showed their lips mashed tight and hands pumping as they toppled sideways on the bench, I grinned and stripped from my clothing.

“Free,” slipped from my lips.

As the gods laughed louder, I lifted my arms, stretching my aching muscles and strode forward. It had been quite a while since I’d waded into a crowd. The last time, Debbie had disappeared into the orgy before being dragged back to somebody’s cabana. Beneath matted, salty-smelling hair and covered in marks, she hadn’t reappeared until two days later.

However, another glance at our booth had me chuckling. Clothes gone, the pair were sliding to the floor in front of the table. Mandy would be fine, nor would she wander far.

“She’s got company,” I murmured before scanning the writhing mass before me. “Time to find some of my own.”

With a growl building deep in my core, I weaved among squirming flesh. Although it had been a while, I knew what I enjoyed. Hadn’t changed in centuries. So, perhaps I was a monster—of sorts.

As I passed a toned older blonde, the growl escaped. With her lips racing along a tall black man’s lengthy shaft, she raced her pelvis over the hips of another. A third had just tugged his dripping cockhead from her still-wide asshole. From its gaping darkness, pearlescent dribbles slithered downwards.

That tightening red rim called to me. Even as he eased from her, I dropped to my knees, gripped my root, and shoved deep. A primal drive overwhelmed me. Under my powerful strokes, she swayed, devouring more dark meat. Once he’d emptied into her puffing cheeks, the man squeezed a last thick dollop onto her upturned face and walked off. Mouth clear, she screamed out, sending a spray of droplets high in the night sky as I continued using her.

No, it wasn’t primal. It was brutal. After everything that had happened. Mi, Kali, and Lisandra. Avoiding Miri. Not to mention Cinder. Plus, of course, Mandy, Denise, and Erin. Yeah, for the first time in forever, I was truly unleashed.

That poor woman was not nearly as fit as she’d believed. She couldn’t withstand my feral assault and collapsed into a panting wreck. With another, louder growl, I yanked my cock from her and found a station to clean myself while scanning for my next target. Oh, make no mistake, I was targeting. Didn’t need any more girlfriends. Or wives.

After spotting a slender man watching me while his wife swayed between a pair of towering giants, I swallowed a laugh. Nice, hefty cock in his gliding fist. Pretty eyes. Close-cropped hair. Probably be a screamer. The laugh escaped. No, I didn’t need a boyfriend either. That had been even longer ago.

“I’m alive,” I murmured.

Still. A flash of that arid mountainside so many years ago slashed into my skull.

Teeth gritted, with energy crackling across my body and my ever-achier shaft wobbling before me, I walked deeper into the darkness. Sheer pleasure flooded my mind as I found bodies. Used them. Left them gasping for air, immobile and staring up at me.

Was it monstrous? Yeah, as I said, sorta.

With a snarl, I released a small, dark-haired woman gnawing along my shoulder. Still shaking, she slid from my chest into the arms of her companion. After gripping her by the ribs, I’d plunged her up and down on my cock until she couldn’t scream anymore.

As I prowled further, I became lust incarnate.

Just then, the universe wobbled when I spied a slender brunette slipping her mouth from a glistening shaft. Did it matter they wore matching wedding bands? No, of course not. After gripping her head with a grunt, I turned her to my dripping hard cockhead. Even as she yelped and her husband gasped, I thrust deep, plunging between her cum and saliva-coated lips.

Still in her hands, his shrinking cock drooled to the floor. Eyes wide, he scanned me. As he shook, frustration filled his expression. But after grinning at him, I gripped his wife’s silken brown tresses tighter and rocked my hips faster.

Except I should’ve noticed the laughter from Mount Olympus. When I glanced down, my heart stammered. A true goddess, she was stunningly beautiful. Vivid, piercing hazel gems peered up at me as her hands moved from her husband to my speeding shaft.

So lost in those bottomless pools, when my body bucked and her rapid gulping caressed my engorging tip, I jolted. But as my fingers shifted to caress her silken tresses, her tongue swept around my pulsating flesh. As my cock’s languid pulses fed her, a hand slid to play in my rolling balls.