Myths and Gargoyles by Jamie Hawke (interesting books to read in english txt) 📕

a second before Pucky had it in her mouth. Red stood by, not sure what to think, it seemed, as her eyes kept darting to me and then over to Sharon.

Lips nibbling at mine, Elisa saw this too, and pulled back, kneeling to join Pucky as she pushed my mouth toward Red. The latter accepted, kissing me and letting her guard drop, so that by the time Pucky motioned to Sharon and had pulled her into the mix, it was too late for Red to argue.

When Red pulled away from me kissing her neck, I thought she was going to say something about Sharon—who was hesitantly running her arms along mine. I was surprised to see Red step up behind her, reach a hand down her pants, and start caressing Sharon’s mound.

Sharon looked astonished too, but the others were smiling, licking my cock and balls, then my hips, and turning my cock for her to take.

“Get on your knees,” Red said, more forcefully than I was used to from her. I did, while Pucky finished undressing and moved behind me with Elisa, both kissing my back and caressing me, watching to see what Red had planned. None of us were used to this side of her.

Red pulled at Sharon’s pants and then panties, and I wasn’t surprised in the least to see an ungroomed bush down there—though watching Red’s fingers spread the lips apart and move into her was quite the sight. Red caressed her while Sharon’s eyes moved across me, from eyes to cock and then she was taking the initiative, bending over and having me lie down, so that she was over me, and her hand took my cock. She stared at it, fingers caressing the sides of the shaft, and then—as Red fingered her from behind, Sharon leaned over and ran her tongue along my balls, hand starting to stroke me.

“Fucking A,” Pucky said, rubbing her tits and then leaning over to let me kiss them, as I took my hands and started fingering her and Elisa.

Sharon was into it, but seemed uncomfortable, blushing as her eyes moved about, nervously. I took her face in my hand and pulled my hips back.

“You’re not ready?” I asked.

She looked hesitant, then said, “I am.”

“If she was, she wouldn’t have hesitated,” Elisa said, moving over to me and laying me back, straddling my hips and sliding my cock inside of her. “It’s okay,” she told Sharon, “watch, enjoy. Get comfortable. Next time, maybe you’ll want to join in.”

At that, Elisa started moving up and down on my cock, and I was lost in the bliss of it all. Sharon actually did look relieved to be watching, though Red looked almost embarrassed by the situation—maybe even mad?

My chest was clenched, anticipation rising when Elisa started moaning. She came first, though I knew I was close, and Pucky hopped on next as if they were taking turns at the theme park that was me.

She started slowly, seeing that I was close to climax, while Red and Sharon watched, Sharon simply enjoying the show while Red was touching herself in a way that turned me on even more. There was no way I was going to last, so I pulled Pucky in for a passionate kiss and then whispered, “I’m going to cum,” and she smiled, nibbled on my ear, and then rolled me over on top of her, so that when she grabbed my cock and squeezed, before she’d even gotten one good stroke in I was exploding all over her breasts and stomach. She laughed, Red moaned while massaging her clit furiously and finally reaching orgasm, too, and I lay back, closing my eyes.

“No rest for the wicked,” Elisa said, grabbing a box of tissues and handing them to Pucky. “It’s time.”

I pouted, wanting to take time to ensure Pucky got hers, but she noticed my reaction and squeezed my arm as she cleaned herself and said, “Next time. Trust me, I’ll survive.”

As they dressed, I found a bathroom to wash up, and on the way out spotted Pucky and Sharon talking, then noticed Red walking off.

“Is she going to be okay?” I asked. Turning to Sharon, I added, “And… you?”

“This is all new to me,” Sharon admitted. “But, as weird as it was, it was equally amazing.” Her eyes went to the floor and she mumbled, “I’m looking forward to next time.”

“Me too,” I admitted, and smiled before excusing myself to check on Red. There was no time, however, as Red was with Hekate when I caught up, and that sort of conversation didn’t feel right in front of a witch I’d just met—even if she had been getting nasty with my best friend when we’d first met. Raincheck, then.

The others caught up a few moments later, and we were ready to head off.

33

Going through the portal was much like it had been with the pizza place when saving Elisa. We stepped in and were through, finding ourselves in a penthouse suite that spoke of immense wealth. The walls were lined with masks from Africa, swords and suits of armor that looked like they ranged from medieval Europe to the Middle East, and paintings scattered throughout as well. My ladies were particularly interested in a set of glimmering gold jewelry, one of twisted metal that looked like a necklace, the other like a crown.

I’ll admit, all of this stuff was nearly enough to make me forget about what I’d wanted to talk to Red about. To say I was overwhelmed was an understatement—it was like having only ever seen vanilla ice cream your whole life and then one day walking into Ben & Jerry’s.

“You mentioned he was a collector,” I said, “but damn. This is like a museum.”

“He’s had a damn long time to collect it all,” Red said, hand on the blade in her belt. “After the forty thieves’ treasure, he just never stopped.”

“Wait…” I turned to her, jaw dropping before I managed to get out, “You’re telling