The Goblin King's Lovers (13 page)

“
She’s squeezing me so
hard I’ll go over soon,” Davin said, his hands trembling on her
thighs.

She leaned down to kiss him, riding
him at a slow pace and raising her ass for Lorne.

“
Never let it be said I
don’t fulfill my duties.” Lorne slid into her about an inch,
pushing past the ring of muscle at her entrance.

Some discomfort came then, followed by
more burning and some tingling. Davin held her hips and moved
within her gently, massaging her clit with his thumb. He placed
teasing kisses around her mouth as Lorne pushed in more. Soon she’d
taken most of his length and felt full. The ache began soon, the
need to move. She rocked on top of Davin and pushed back to meet
Lorne. Davin captured her mouth in a more passionate kiss while
Lorne went in to the hilt. He held still as she adjusted, and Eva
gasped at the sensation. She gazed down into Davin’s eyes, trying
to reassure him she was fine.

Davin stroked her face as she began to
ride him again. Lorne moaned behind her, though he didn’t move
much. She sat up enough to reach back for him.

“
The pain’s fading. Give
me more. Want you to come. Both of you.” She ran her fingers over
Lorne’s cheek and leaned back against him as much as she
could.

Lorne moved more naturally now. She
could tell he wasn’t taking her as hard or roughly as he took
Davin, but his control turned her on even more. Nothing excited her
more than their desire to please her. Soon her two lovers found a
rhythm, one withdrawing as the other plunged in. Lorne massaged her
breasts, pinching the nipples, and her orgasm came so fast she
cried out in surprise before the pleasure even began. She bounced
slightly on Davin’s cock, until her tremors made her stop. Davin
pushed deep and groaned as her pussy spasmed around him, and Lorne
slowed yet continued to take her.

The power of her orgasm rippled up her
body, making her head spin and her nipples tingle. Lorne continued
to toy with them, even through her halfhearted protests. Davin rose
and captured her lips as he came, filling her with his hot load.
Lorne put his arms around both of them and pounded home twice, the
final thrust harder than Eva had expected, and then he came. The
sensation of him spilling into her ass was odd and new, yet she
loved that they’d both found completion inside her. Lorne buried
his face in her neck, murmuring their names.

They untangled slowly and settled on
the bed, Lorne and Davin both stroking her. She sighed sleepily,
yet her body still buzzed after what they’d done.

“
I didn’t hurt you?” Lorne
asked, pushing her hair off her face and playing with the dark
curls.

She shook her head. “No. You made it
easy.” She rolled to her side and hugged a large pillow to her
chest. “Now, I believe I had another request.”

Both men looked at her for a moment,
and then Lorne smiled, catching on first. He cupped Davin’s face
and kissed him, then pulled away with a grin and whispered, “I
believe our queen wished to be entertained as she recovered from
our attentions.”

Davin laughed and reclined, pulling
Lorne atop him. “She has such good ideas.”

As her two lovers touched and kiss,
both became hard again. Just as Lorne entered Davin, both men
closed their eyes, Lorne arching away from Davin just enough to
give her room for what she had planned. Eva smiled to herself and
inched over to them quietly, delighted by the gasps she received
when she cupped Lorne’s ass and took Davin’s cock into her
mouth.

Epilogue

Three Years
Later

Eva and Nika wiped the dirt off their
hands and reached for the glasses of water they were offered.
They’d spent most of the early morning hours planting new flowers
in the window boxes of the new school, but they’d stopped because
it was almost time for the children to come out for
recess.

Abigail, Eva’s two-year-old daughter,
jumped up and down in her playpen beneath a nearby tree. Eva went
over to her and picked her up, kissing her head and straightening
her blonde curls. Her big blue eyes sparkled as she giggled and
cooed happily before beginning to jabber in her own fragmented mix
of Elari and English. Lorne had insisted all their children learn
English from birth, so they could talk to other humans who came
through the veil as readily as their parents did. Abigail’s
one-year-old little brother, Ethan, sat quietly in the corner of
the playpen examining a toy. When Nika picked him up, he made no
sound, but instead rested his head on her shoulder and dropped the
toy, playing with her necklace instead. He smiled and let out a
contented sigh when his mother caressed his pale cheek and ran her
fingers through his thin, dark hair.

When the other children came out,
Abigail whined to be set down, and Eva took her to the sandbox,
where a teacher was trying to persuade two other children about
Abigail’s age to play. Abigail began to make a sandcastle, telling
all who would listen everything she was doing as she did it. Nika
sat under a tree with Ethan, telling him a story. He soon fell
asleep, his little fingers still tangled in her
necklace.

Eva moved around watching the
children, responding eagerly when each of them wanted to show her
something. She smiled when she saw David, who was now eight and
quite well adjusted, run across the schoolyard toward Lorne and
Davin standing outside the fence. She waited until he’d finished
telling his very animated story before she approached her
husbands.

Lorne immediately took out a
handkerchief and dabbed at her brow. “Are you too hot? Are the
children too much? We could take them back with us.”

Eva gave him an affectionate look of
warning. “The children are fine. Ethan’s asleep, and we’re almost
done anyway.” She glanced at Abigail. “Honestly, our daughter will
be taking care of herself and everyone within twenty feet of her in
a year or two.”

Both men smiled as they watched her.
She spotted them and waved, screaming with great enthusiasm about
her sandcastle. They all laughed, and Eva opened the gate for them.
“You best do as she says and go see it. She’ll raise an army and
make you come pay tribute if you don’t.”

They entered the schoolyard, Davin
reaching back and taking Lorne’s hand. She kissed them both and
pushed them along, knowing not even the king could keep their
little princess waiting. She sighed and leaned against the
fencepost as she watched them move through the clusters of children
to admire their daughter’s work. Eva closed her eyes as the wind
cooled her face. What she’d once seen as the worst event in her
life had turned out to be the most wonderful, and she’d found more
happiness than she’d ever imagined possible. She opened her eyes
and went to join her family, already picturing how her husbands
would react that night after they’d put the children to bed and she
told them she was already expecting another little
blessing.

The End

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Marie Medina was born in northern New
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