The Incubus's Heart Ch. 07

Josh held his manhood, slowly stroking himself as she stared at it hungrily. Godwin's hand slid under her head, holding her up at just the right angle so she could easily reach Josh's rigid manhood. It smelled good, she longed to have it in her mouth, to feel it fill her mouth so fully she couldn't breathe without being full of the scent and taste of him.

Josh offered himself to her and she opened her mouth. She kept her hands clenched down on the couch as Josh pushed his silky pole between her lips. A trail of precum left a bitter stripe across her tongue.

"How does he taste, Seneca?" Godwin asked. She moaned and he rewarded her with a series of strokes between her legs that had her toes curling. "Are you enjoying our Josh's cock?"

The angle wasn't great but his manhood, no, his cock, it was what she'd been craving. She sucked hard, pulling him into her mouth, savoring the astringent flavor of his precum as it coated her mouth.

"Damn, Seneca," Josh muttered, one hand tangling into her hair, the other one wrapping around one of her breasts. His thumb flicked across her nipple and she squeaked around his cock as Godwin duplicated the movement inside of her. "I'm gonna cum soon, gonna cum..." he murmured, rubbing her nipple roughly while squeezing down firmly on her breast. She sucked him in and out and Godwin matched her pace with his fingers, sliding in and out of her, caressing that amazing spot inside on each stroke.

She cried out in frustration when he pulled himself away, replacing her mouth with his hand. "You are so fucking hot, Seneca," he rasped. "Oh, fuck," he groaned, pressing his thighs against her shoulder. He shuddered, and then she felt his hot cum splatter enticingly over her chest. Godwin's fingers sped up inside her, churning her until her orgasm hit just as his second jet of ejaculate landed further up her chest and into the hollow of her throat. She rode Godwin's hand as her orgasm flooded her, drowned her. Each splash of his hot cum felt blissfully naughty.

Godwin's mouth locked over hers and her orgasm continued to rise, his kiss pushing her higher. He kissed her hard, his tongue going straight for her eyeteeth. He pulled her fangs and Josh moaned, dropping to his knees.

"You two are so freaking hot I feel like I could come again," he declared as he caught a nipple between his thumb and index finger. He played with it gently, but it still had her digging her feet into his couch cushions.

Godwin fed as her orgasm faded into pleasant waves, pulling the sensations from her, allowing her to ride them even longer, experiencing it again while he fed. Godwin's hands were in her hair, pulling her body closer. She moved to straddle him but he pushed her away gently, cutting off the kiss.

She pouted, then worried she had done something wrong to make him turn her away. "You didn't come..." she said, the hoarseness of her voice surprising her. She hadn't screamed that much, had she?

Godwin crushed her to his chest for a moment, then pushed her back. He skillfully removed his suit coat, laying it out on the couch beside him. She and Josh both watched, unsure of what he was doing. He picked her up easily and slid her off of him so that she was sitting bare bottomed on his warm suit coat.

"Godwin, I'll get it all messy..." she whined, realizing the mess she'd made, sweat, her juices, and Josh's cum.

"We cannot have you sullying Josh Crocker's couch, now can we?" he asked, though it was playful.

"But, your jacket!" she exclaimed, cringing.

"Was already covered with the products of our activities," he explained, looking at her breasts.

She looked down and saw that she had smeared off a good amount of Josh's now slightly sticky cum off of her chest, probably when they had hugged. She blushed. "I'm sorry," she apologized, feeling bad about it.

"No bad feelings, Seneca, not after what we just shared. Do you agree, Josh Crocker?" Godwin asked, reaching a hand out for Josh, who now sat on the floor next to the couch. Josh watched him, looking unsure as to what he should do.

"Is it really okay?" he asked again. "That I'm, you know, that I can see you? Am I still-"

"Josh, you are a part of this, you have been since the beginning." He ran his fingers through Josh's short brown hair. Josh tensed for a second, then relaxed into Godwin's touch. She thought she would feel jealous, but instead she felt a sense of belonging. "Please say you will continue to play with Seneca and I?

"Oh, yes please," Josh said, leaning his head against Godwin's leg. She leaned into Godwin's side, then moved her leg so that it pressed firmly against Josh's shoulder. Godwin wrapped his arm around her, his other hand still petting Josh's head. They sat there like that, soaking in the afterglow of their orgasms.

"You didn't come..." Seneca reminded. She looked at Godwin, but he was watching Josh, who's eyes were closed. His arms draped heavily over Godwin's legs, looking comfortable and content.

"It matters not," he replied. "I fed."

She bit the inside of her cheek feeling a little guilty. "But I want-"

"Hush, please, let this matter be for now. I am satisfied, Seneca. You never fail to provide me with an amazing meal." He pulled her closer, careful not to shift Josh, who seemed to be drifting to sleep.

"Don't you wanna come?" she whispered, leaning her head back against the couch. "I could finish-"

"No, no, all is well. I believe I have enough of a mess on my suit to clean, I do not need to add to it. I am fulfilled, worry not. Though I thank you for your compassionate regard to my comfort," he said.

She bit inside of her cheek as he hugged her close. Was he making fun of her? Sometimes with his weird way of talking she couldn't tell.

The thought drifted away, his body was too warm and comforting. She relaxed, wriggling closer until her nipple brushed against a button on his black dress shirt.

She sat up quickly, totally aware she was practically naked. A skirt hiked around her waist did not count as clothing. She was covered in cum and sweat, naked and lazing with the two men she had just been intimate with.

Oh god, she had to go. What was she doing? She really was a slut. What was wrong with her? Tears burned her eyes at the realization.

"Seneca, please, not this, do not do this to yourself," Godwin begged. He pulled her back against him and she struggled, then gave in, allowing him to hold her back.

"I need a shower, Godwin. I need to get dressed. I'm... Oh god, I'm covered... I wanted... Oh god," she said, slipping into a low grade panic attack. "I liked it!" she whined.

"That's good, right? That you liked it?" Josh said, lifting his head heavily from Godwin's leg. "Everything's okay, y'know? That was great, properly awesome. You felt good, you had fun. It's okay that you liked it. You... Sometimes it's like you forget you're vampire, you know? Vamps are all about sex and blood. It's who you are. I'm pretty sure that calling yourself a slut is like calling me obese because I eat three meals a day." He pushed himself up, climbing up onto the couch. He positioned himself so that he was on the other side of her, sandwiching her between Godwin.

Josh nestled into her side, helping Godwin keep her on the couch. "Josh Crocker is correct, Seneca," Godwin agreed, resting his head on her shoulder. She was so tense, so stiff between them. So embarrassed. Why couldn't she just disappear? "Stop this," he insisted. "We three are consenting adults. Everything we did, we enjoyed. Did you not enjoy our play tonight?"

She whined. Josh twisted, wriggling to lay down on the couch. He pushed one of his arms under her leg, tucking it under her knee, then rested his head there, kicking his feet up in the air on the arm rest. "You are so freaking sexy. I wish I could show you how you look to me," he said, tucking himself back into his pants with his other hand. He was half hard again, or maybe he was still half hard. She didn't know.

She wrung her hands together nervously, and Godwin took one. Josh took her other and they both squeezed comfortingly. "You still wanna do this?" Josh asked, looking up at her. She couldn't meet those hazel eyes with her own. She squirmed and he squeezed her hand. "You know, the play? With the three of us? I really like playing with you, Seneca. And I really, really liked playing with you and Godwin together tonight."

She hesitated and they waited for her answer. "I, um." She sighed heavily. "Yea, I guess. I mean I do, too. I... I'm sorry. I'm sorry I'm like this..." Even if she was feeling her sluttiest, she didn't want to stop this thing they had going. It felt selfish.

Godwin traced her collar, stealing her self depreciation away. "No apologies, not for this, not for what we do here, and not for who you are."

"Would you feel better if you got cleaned up?" Josh asked, looking at her from her lap. He reached up to tuck a stray hair behind her ear. The action was so endearing that it had her embarrassed for another reason. These men, they truly cared for her. It made her happy, and embarrassed. She wished she could hide from them, yet totally wanted to be with them. It was a weird juxtaposition.

"Yes," she mumbled as the blush creeped down her face and onto her neck. "Could I have a shower? I think... I think I'd feel better if I had one, maybe. I don't want to impose, though..."

Josh chuckled. "You're not imposing if I ask you first," he said as he rolled off the couch. Godwin's hand had somehow found its way back into his hair, and now slipped from Josh's head, landing in his lap. She felt guilty about that, too.

"Have a shower, Seneca," Godwin said, his tone loving yet stern. "Clean up and return to us." He stood up, pulling her along with him, tugging her down the hallway after Josh.

Josh showed her where everything was and then shyly bobbed out of the bathroom as she was thanking him.

"Do you wish for me to stay?" Godwin asked. "Shall I bathe you?"

He was teasing her. She blushed even harder. "No!" she exclaimed.

He chuckled, that slappable smile on his lips. "You are precious, the way your blush colors your body. You blush down to your nipples, hansa. I have never seen its likeness."

"Go!" she insisted, practically pushing him out of the small bathroom, blushing furiously, covering her chest with her arm. "Get out!"

He laughed as she shut the door in his face, her cheeks on fire. Still, her heart was full and the warm water of her shower washed away her feelings of shame. The water, and the lightest touch of Godwin's influcence.

She had the feeling that maybe everything would turn out okay after all.