His fingers continued their purposely exploration, finding no cloth barrier between his fingers and his intended target. He let his fingers just graze over her slowly, never dipping into that wet heat, never applying enough pressure to be satisfying. He might be picking up the pace, but he certainly wasn’t taking this slow.
Then her teeth sank into his throat and he moaned, feeling the bruise blossom beneath her lips, his cock throbbing hard beneath his clothes. His hand jerked - fingers dipping between her folds - and Damn but she was wet.
It was almost enough to make him rethink his torturous promise.
“Ah, you love it when we’re cruel...” he murmured, his fingers getting slick as they worked against her, but never firmly enough to satisfy.
“I think we should pick you up, pin you to the bed and then let Finn’s mouth work alongside my fingers, hmm? Or perhaps he wants to just kneel right here, a proper worshipper of our only goddess...”
"A-ah.." Rey breathed, shuddering from those nimble fingers brushing against her, finally dipping and covered in her desire. Rey could feel her heart picking up. A steady, loud beat that began to cry out for more attention, and more touches. Fuck, she was going to miss them both so much. She had to commit this to memory, every minute, every second of it until she was back in their bed, holding them close and indulging in each other's desires once more.
Her head tilted downward, arm snaking around Finn's waist to hold him and feel his erection against her thigh. Her dress pooling around her waist, covering her nether regions. No doubt it would soon be on the floor with the rest of their clothes. Her core ached, wanting--yearning for those fingers to go in deeper, to touch her as no one else could. Yet, she found herself rocking her hips into his touch, going with the rhythm Poe set for her.
Rey's forehead was pressed against Poe's chest, breathing in his scent and shuddering at the image both men painted for her. Finn's image with Poe's words, enough to make her knees weak.
"I love you both... so, so much.." Even when they were 'cruel' to her. Even when they tortured her by taking their time with her. Or when they started without her, as it was bound to happen here and there. She loved them whole heartedly, and would always love them.
"Only if my hands and mouth may worship my husbands' afterward..." Gods, she didn't think she could say that aloud without stuttering.
"With Finn between my legs, what would you do? Leave my mouth wanting or my breasts starved for attention?" The imagery alone was enough to give her goosebumps and shiver with anticipation.
"I am a very good worshipper," he murmured, hardly breathing the words. Getting Rey on their bed sounded like a grand idea, in all honesty, but he wasn't that patient. Wasn't sure she was that patient either.
So Finn knelt down for his goddess, unweaving the thin belt that held up the fabric and letting it drop around her feet. He smiled at the beautiful sight before him, leaning in to take a kiss of her hip before dipping his head lower and pressing an open kiss against her folds and Poe's fingers.
He pulled back a little, just enough so that Rey couldn’t fully lean on him and so that he could get a clear view of Finn kneeling before her. It always made his pulse quicken, to see Finn’s mouth press against her, and right now? Right now he could feel it, too.
“I would never leave you wanting,” he murmured, finger dipping a little deeper on each pass, grazing Finn’s lips before he finally gave in and slowly sunk his finger into her body. He groaned, free hand coming up to clutch at one of her breasts, massaging it, running the nipple between his fingers before he ducked his head and caught it in between his teeth, just as his finger push deeper with a smooth thrust.
Rey on their bed might be easier to do, and it was a strong possibility that it could happen soon. Finn had gone to his knees, removing the belt around her dress, letting it pool around her feet. Her heart fluttered and she felt heat rising to her cheeks. Those sweet lips on her skin, and then between her legs. It was enough to make her groan. Rey's hand moving to Finn's head, fingers combing through thick, black hair.
She spread her legs a little, giving them more room to do what they pleased. There was nothing she could do to talk them out of it. She would have to be ravaged and pleasured by her husbands, but she would return every minute of pleasure to them.
Their names fell from her lips in a gasp once Poe's mouth descended on her breast, catching her nipple with his teeth. She found her knees growing weak, torn between wanting to stay still, or to move against the mouth and hand that made her squirm. She pressed her hips against them, encouraging both to keep kissing her, keep moving with her.
Fuck, they were going to drive her mad. Rey found herself clutching Finns hair as her free hand gently cupped Poe's chin, pulling him away from her breast in favor of guiding him to her lips for a heated, passionate kiss. Her lips claiming his, tongue tracing over his lips and tasting his mouth. Fuck, she could feel them, and it only crave more until she couldn't think straight.
Finn moaned into her body, feeling the reverberations of their pleasure rush through him. The heel of his palm pressed into his cock, trying to stave off some of the pressure and intensity from all this.
Otherwise, his mouth stayed busy, tongue licking around Poe's fingers. He was getting a little heady from all this (would probably be the lack of oxygen if he were mortal), the curl of pleasure in his stomach just winding ever tighter. He didn't leave his goddess for a second, though, a bit determined at this point.
It was not hard to divert his attention from her breast to her mouth, and he returned the kiss with a passion edging on desperation. Determination. He was still angry - he was going to be angry until he found whoever or whatever had threatened his wife - and it made him deepen the kiss with a greater force than he normally would, his finger beginning to move inside her, thrusting deep with promise.
He stepped closer, taking some of her weight on his chest again, sliding his free hand under a thigh to try to edge her up to balance on his hips. He pictured himself holding her up, thighs spread with Finn below her, lapping at her, before they carried her back to the bed to ravish her completely.
But before that--
"How many times do you think we can make you come before you beg us to stop?" He whispered roughly against her mouth when he pulled his lips a hairs breadth from hers - just to gulp in some air.
Rey could feel that pleasure coiling in her gut. The more Poe and Finn continued to give her their undivided attention, the greater than pleasure grew. She felt it in Poe's kiss, hiss passion, and a hint of his fear. She wanted this night to be filled with love and a memory to carry them through the next few months. Try as she might, she couldn't snuff out those underlying fears, justified as they were.
Instead, she focused on Poe's tongue gliding over hers. How swollen her lips would be from kissing her husbands so much. She shuddered into the kiss, her body feeling more like a live wire. Her heart beating loudly in her chest, loud enough for either men to hear.
She leaned into him, following through with what Poe wanted. Her thigh being held up by his hand--
Fuck Why was he putting that into her mind?
"F-Five," Rey whispered against his mouth, trying to hold back her impending climax, wanting to make this round last a little longer. She shuddered from Finn's sinful tongue exploring her folds and fully worshipping her.
Five? That was an awfully high number, but Finn was pretty confident they could manage at least one right here.
He kept moaning and licking into her, gently and slowly joining one of his own fingers with Poe's. Images of what they were going to do started flooding his mind, though. Getting her onto the bed and truly ravaging her as a means of goodbye.
Goodbye for now, at least. Something to remember them by.
He chuckled lowly against her mouth. “I think we can manage that,” he rumbled lowly, feeling Finn’s finger slide in along side his own. That sent a quite vivid image of something else straight through his brain and right down to his cock, throbbing hotly where it was still trapped.
Almost mournfully, he withdrew his fingers from her right heat, brushing them fondly over Dinn’s lips.
“Clean these for me?” He asked the other man huskily as he pressed his hips forward, grinding his trapped, hidden length against her, just touching Finn’s fingers with every roll of his hips.
Five was a high number for Rey, considering after three rounds she was done. A young goddess compared to Poe and Finn, but one that was still eager to learn. Eager to prove herself with words or actions to her lovers.
“Ah-ahh,” fuck, Finn’s finger joining in with Poe’s and the images that were beginning to race through her mind were making it hard to not come on the spot. She was so close, so damn close but Poe removed himself from her, making her whine with need.
“You really are cruel,” she murmured, panting for air and feeling both men by her wet snatch. Teasing her and making her crave more from both of them. And fuck, she was leaning more on Poe now since his and Finn’s actions made her knees weak.
Finn's eyes opened when Poe's fingers pressed against his lips. Humming a little, he pulled himself away from Rey to wrap his lips around the fingers. He got his tongue involved and flicked his eyes up at Poe, making sure he was watching as Finn got him clean again.
But he couldn't really leave Rey wanting either. He moved a few more digits into her, trying to replace what Poe had left. Then he smiled around the fingers in his mouth, pretty delighted about his position right now.
Fuck, that was hot. Not fair. He briefly considered putting Finn's lips to a different use, but now. He had five orgasms left to deliver, and by god was he going to manage it. Fingers freshly clean, he ran them through Finn's hair fondly before looping both his arms under Rey's thighs and then hefting her right off the ground into his arms. The motion forced her legs to spread a little, and he leaned all his weight into her, grinding against her slowly and still able to feel Finn's fingers moving against him and inside her.
"You can revise your judgement on our cruelty in a few hours," He replied, amused, his voice a little thick. "Or maybe in five minutes, once Finn's tongue has had its way."
Oh, all of this was certainly cruel. Poe moving his fingers from her, though Finn made up for it. He slid another finger into her dripping snatch and fuck, it felt so good. Not as great as the feeling of one of their cocks in her, stretching her out and bringing her bliss. Now poe had hooked his arms under her thighs, propping her up and causing her arms to come around his shoulders to hold onto him.
He wouldn't drop her, she knew that, but it was instinctual.
"F-finn's tongue?" she stuttered, panting and face flushed with arousal. A pretty little thing that was awaiting that moment of pure ecstasy that was ripped away from her.
Oh, fuck, was Poe going to lay her down on their bed and let Finn work on her? A devious and delicious thought that made her shudder with anticipation.
"I promise to return the favor, love..." she murmured, holding back a moan. The words aimed at Finn before Rey leaned further into Poe, aiming to leave kisses and love bites along his neck. She wasn't one to just sit still, not unless she could help it.
Finn's tongue, yes. He liked that plan. He also appreciated Poe giving him a little more room to work.
He pressed a kiss to Rey's inner thigh, watching her with an intense stare. "I know you will, love, but you don't have to." Didn't mean he wasn't already thinking about it or getting even more images across his mind. "Believe me, I'm enjoying myself."
With that, he pressed his lips back into her folds, redoubling his efforts from before while his fingers pumped inside of her.
Having her hold tighter to him only made his heart beat a heavy thump against his ribs. He didn't move, though - he was happy to brace her up while Finn had his way - he'd take her to the bed once her first orgasm was washing over her.
"Don't worry, I'll make sure he's well taken care of, too," He purred in her ear as she kissed and bit at his neck. He let the blood vessels blossom under his skin, didn't bother to put effort or power into healing them. He didn't want to.
It was a little like torture, to have his hands out of commission, like this, despite the fact that because of the position, he could feel Finn's chin shift the fabric of his chiton, making his cock twitch and throb in anticipation.
"I want everyone on the surface to know where you truly belong," he whispered. "I want them all to know that you're ours, and that we're yours--" He bent his head, finding her shoulder and sinking his teeth into it.
Rey's grip on Poe tightened, her flush creeping over her neck and down her chest. Finn said he was enjoying himself, but part of Rey wanted to still do more for him and for Poe. She was so used to doing things for others, and when it came to people doing things for her, it was a struggle to simply let it happen. However, there was literally nothing she could do. She wasn't going to fight against the pleasure that was building and growing inside of her, even as she peppered Poe's neck with more bites.
"Yes....yes..." she murmured in a breathy voice, body on the verge of that pleasure, that bliss. Finn's sinful tongue making her whimper, and those digits pumping in and out of her.
Poe managed to time that bite just right. Pain blossomed on her shoulder and would leave a mark, but Rey didn't care. She'd wear those marks with pride, showing she was loved and cared for by her husbands. The pain coupled with the pleasure was enough to send her over the edge. Her walls hugging Finn's fingers as a cry left her lips. Bliss and ecstasy crashing down on her petite form.
Finn had to move away for breath, hissing as he felt the pleasure radiate through her. His free hand pressed against his cock, trying to relieve himself just a little.
Though he stayed away after his fingers rode out her orgasm, not wanting to do too much just yet. His hand slipped out of her as he kept kissing her thigh, taking gulping breaths just from the aftershocks that he could feel from her.
"You're beautiful, love. That was beautiful." He kissed his way up, finding his feet before tugging both of them towards the bed.
It took a little effort to grip her body tight as she came, but it was well worth it. Hearing and feeling her come apart chases the last vestiges of darkness from his mind, and as he pulled his lips away from her shoulder, a smile that was far warmer than it had been before was on them.
“Absolutely incredible,” he agreed, happy to be tugged and carrying Rey to the bed, setting her down as gently as he could manage, but there was still a heavy whump against the sheets as he lay her sprawled there. He could see her chest move with her heaving breath, but he turned to his husband first.
“We’ll let her catch her breath,” he murmured as he reached out to pull the fabric free from Finn’s perfect form, before slipping to his knees before anyone could stop him, and taking Finn’s aching cock fully into his mouth. Just for a few seconds- just an acknowledgement for his hard work - and mostly so that when he buried himself between Rey’s thighs in a moment he’d be able to taste them both.
Her fingers flexed for a moment before attempting to tighten their hold on Poe's form again. Her strength had left her, feeling weak but relaxed in the embrace of her husband. He had accomplished one orgasm, but there was the matter of the other four that remained. A shy smile graced her lips, wanting to bask in post bliss, but Poe had other ideas. Or, he had ideas he needed to fulfill.
She was set down on the bed, left to catch her breath for the moment. Her eyes fluttering shut, keenly listening for a gasp or a hitch in breathing from either god. Poe or Finn were bound to do something to each other. Rey took in a deep breath, savoring the moment before opening her eyes and propped herself up with her elbows. Peering over the edge of their bed she saw a lovely sight.
"Great minds do think alike..." she murmured, forcing herself to sit up to watch Finn's expression as Poe sucked him. Her womanhood quivering from the display of lust and desire. Her hand reached out to Finn's, fingers caressing his smooth, dark skin. She drew his wrist to her lips and started to suck on the sensitive skin there.
However long Poe would be on his knees, then Rey would leave kisses, and sucks along Finn's flesh.
There was definitely a gasp from Finn. They had a lot of work to do with Rey that he didn't think Poe would swing his attention over to him. In retrospect, he probably should have expected such a thing.
His gasp was one of shock when Poe's mouth wrapped around his cock, as if he didn't realize what was happening in the moments leading up to it. "Oh, Poe-" His hand buried itself into Poe's curly hair, the other pulled away to Rey's lips.
He was helpless to their attentions, having to widen his stance a little to keep from melting where he stood, but his moans were steady and climbing.
He worked a little longer than he meant to - the feel and taste of Finn thick on his tongue being far too intoxicating - but soon he managed to pull back, running his tongue over his lips and looking up at Finn cheekily. “That should keep you going,” he purred, before turning back to Rey.
He climbed on the bed, settling between her legs, lips and teeth nipping at her neck before quickly heading lower.
“I love you both so much,” he rumbled lowly as he reached out to press her down into the sheets as his kisses trailed past her belly button. “So, so much...”
Rey was greatly enjoying herself, and the sight of Poe sucking Finn's cock. She would have been fine with watching Poe see through Finn's orgasm. While this night was about her pleasure, she wanted it to be about them, and the love all three of them shared. A night to satisfy all of them until they were all in their shared bed once more.
She pressed a kiss to Finn's wrist once Poe pulled back. Her eyes meeting Finn's darker ones, hungry for more than his fingers in her mouth. Soon Poe was on her and her eyes fluttered shut to fully bask in the sensation of his lips and teeth traveling her skin. Rey tilted her head back, exposing more skin for him to mark, while her hands traveled over his back, touching fabric rather than skin.
Her back touched the softness of their sheets, goosebumps appearing on her skin as those sinful lips traveled further south.
"I know...I can never forget that." Forget the first time she met Finn, and Poe. Or, the first time they kissed, and stumbled through their first night together. Or, their first night as husbands and wife. Or, the ache she felt when she first had to leave them, but she came back. That first night, they didn't leave their room for what felt like weeks, rediscovering each other and catching up on missed time.
Finn groaned, whimpering a little when Poe removed himself as they both turned their attentions back to Rey. Fingers a little shakey, Finn was having a little trouble keeping up with the situation. Everything felt amazing, and that was just about all he knew.
He kneeled on the bed to Rey's side, leaning closer to take her into a deep kiss even as his hand stayed in Poe's hair. Speaking of, he noticed Rey's clever fingers trying to find more skin from their husband. He moved a little lower, pecking another kiss to her breast before his own finger found the collar of Poe's clothes and began to move them around, trying and sort of succeeding to undress him, too.
"I won't let you forget it," he rumbled, pressing his shoulders up a little into her touch, his skin pricking at Finn managed to pull the fabric free from it. "Either of you."
He hands gently pushed her thighs, pulling her knees up and spreading them a little apart, at the same time, as he traced kisses down their sensitive inner flesh.
He nipped at the skin, happy to mark her, before finally letting her fingers brush that sacred mound between her legs. She was the only goddess he prayed to, after all. He gently parted the lips before lowering his own, humming softly as he pressed a kiss to her heated core, darting his tongue out to taste her arousal as his own thumped heavily in his blood.
"I'd burn it into the universe, if I had to," he murmured against her, before his tongue slowly began to lap and press that most sensitive little nub.
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Then her teeth sank into his throat and he moaned, feeling the bruise blossom beneath her lips, his cock throbbing hard beneath his clothes. His hand jerked - fingers dipping between her folds - and Damn but she was wet.
It was almost enough to make him rethink his torturous promise.
“Ah, you love it when we’re cruel...” he murmured, his fingers getting slick as they worked against her, but never firmly enough to satisfy.
“I think we should pick you up, pin you to the bed and then let Finn’s mouth work alongside my fingers, hmm? Or perhaps he wants to just kneel right here, a proper worshipper of our only goddess...”
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Her head tilted downward, arm snaking around Finn's waist to hold him and feel his erection against her thigh. Her dress pooling around her waist, covering her nether regions. No doubt it would soon be on the floor with the rest of their clothes. Her core ached, wanting--yearning for those fingers to go in deeper, to touch her as no one else could. Yet, she found herself rocking her hips into his touch, going with the rhythm Poe set for her.
Rey's forehead was pressed against Poe's chest, breathing in his scent and shuddering at the image both men painted for her. Finn's image with Poe's words, enough to make her knees weak.
"I love you both... so, so much.." Even when they were 'cruel' to her. Even when they tortured her by taking their time with her. Or when they started without her, as it was bound to happen here and there. She loved them whole heartedly, and would always love them.
"Only if my hands and mouth may worship my husbands' afterward..." Gods, she didn't think she could say that aloud without stuttering.
"With Finn between my legs, what would you do? Leave my mouth wanting or my breasts starved for attention?" The imagery alone was enough to give her goosebumps and shiver with anticipation.
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So Finn knelt down for his goddess, unweaving the thin belt that held up the fabric and letting it drop around her feet. He smiled at the beautiful sight before him, leaning in to take a kiss of her hip before dipping his head lower and pressing an open kiss against her folds and Poe's fingers.
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“I would never leave you wanting,” he murmured, finger dipping a little deeper on each pass, grazing Finn’s lips before he finally gave in and slowly sunk his finger into her body. He groaned, free hand coming up to clutch at one of her breasts, massaging it, running the nipple between his fingers before he ducked his head and caught it in between his teeth, just as his finger push deeper with a smooth thrust.
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She spread her legs a little, giving them more room to do what they pleased. There was nothing she could do to talk them out of it. She would have to be ravaged and pleasured by her husbands, but she would return every minute of pleasure to them.
Their names fell from her lips in a gasp once Poe's mouth descended on her breast, catching her nipple with his teeth. She found her knees growing weak, torn between wanting to stay still, or to move against the mouth and hand that made her squirm. She pressed her hips against them, encouraging both to keep kissing her, keep moving with her.
Fuck, they were going to drive her mad. Rey found herself clutching Finns hair as her free hand gently cupped Poe's chin, pulling him away from her breast in favor of guiding him to her lips for a heated, passionate kiss. Her lips claiming his, tongue tracing over his lips and tasting his mouth. Fuck, she could feel them, and it only crave more until she couldn't think straight.
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Otherwise, his mouth stayed busy, tongue licking around Poe's fingers. He was getting a little heady from all this (would probably be the lack of oxygen if he were mortal), the curl of pleasure in his stomach just winding ever tighter. He didn't leave his goddess for a second, though, a bit determined at this point.
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He stepped closer, taking some of her weight on his chest again, sliding his free hand under a thigh to try to edge her up to balance on his hips. He pictured himself holding her up, thighs spread with Finn below her, lapping at her, before they carried her back to the bed to ravish her completely.
But before that--
"How many times do you think we can make you come before you beg us to stop?" He whispered roughly against her mouth when he pulled his lips a hairs breadth from hers - just to gulp in some air.
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Instead, she focused on Poe's tongue gliding over hers. How swollen her lips would be from kissing her husbands so much. She shuddered into the kiss, her body feeling more like a live wire. Her heart beating loudly in her chest, loud enough for either men to hear.
She leaned into him, following through with what Poe wanted. Her thigh being held up by his hand--
Fuck Why was he putting that into her mind?
"F-Five," Rey whispered against his mouth, trying to hold back her impending climax, wanting to make this round last a little longer. She shuddered from Finn's sinful tongue exploring her folds and fully worshipping her.
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He kept moaning and licking into her, gently and slowly joining one of his own fingers with Poe's. Images of what they were going to do started flooding his mind, though. Getting her onto the bed and truly ravaging her as a means of goodbye.
Goodbye for now, at least. Something to remember them by.
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He chuckled lowly against her mouth. “I think we can manage that,” he rumbled lowly, feeling Finn’s finger slide in along side his own. That sent a quite vivid image of something else straight through his brain and right down to his cock, throbbing hotly where it was still trapped.
Almost mournfully, he withdrew his fingers from her right heat, brushing them fondly over Dinn’s lips.
“Clean these for me?” He asked the other man huskily as he pressed his hips forward, grinding his trapped, hidden length against her, just touching Finn’s fingers with every roll of his hips.
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“Ah-ahh,” fuck, Finn’s finger joining in with Poe’s and the images that were beginning to race through her mind were making it hard to not come on the spot. She was so close, so damn close but Poe removed himself from her, making her whine with need.
“You really are cruel,” she murmured, panting for air and feeling both men by her wet snatch. Teasing her and making her crave more from both of them. And fuck, she was leaning more on Poe now since his and Finn’s actions made her knees weak.
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But he couldn't really leave Rey wanting either. He moved a few more digits into her, trying to replace what Poe had left. Then he smiled around the fingers in his mouth, pretty delighted about his position right now.
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"You can revise your judgement on our cruelty in a few hours," He replied, amused, his voice a little thick. "Or maybe in five minutes, once Finn's tongue has had its way."
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He wouldn't drop her, she knew that, but it was instinctual.
"F-finn's tongue?" she stuttered, panting and face flushed with arousal. A pretty little thing that was awaiting that moment of pure ecstasy that was ripped away from her.
Oh, fuck, was Poe going to lay her down on their bed and let Finn work on her? A devious and delicious thought that made her shudder with anticipation.
"I promise to return the favor, love..." she murmured, holding back a moan. The words aimed at Finn before Rey leaned further into Poe, aiming to leave kisses and love bites along his neck. She wasn't one to just sit still, not unless she could help it.
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He pressed a kiss to Rey's inner thigh, watching her with an intense stare. "I know you will, love, but you don't have to." Didn't mean he wasn't already thinking about it or getting even more images across his mind. "Believe me, I'm enjoying myself."
With that, he pressed his lips back into her folds, redoubling his efforts from before while his fingers pumped inside of her.
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"Don't worry, I'll make sure he's well taken care of, too," He purred in her ear as she kissed and bit at his neck. He let the blood vessels blossom under his skin, didn't bother to put effort or power into healing them. He didn't want to.
It was a little like torture, to have his hands out of commission, like this, despite the fact that because of the position, he could feel Finn's chin shift the fabric of his chiton, making his cock twitch and throb in anticipation.
"I want everyone on the surface to know where you truly belong," he whispered. "I want them all to know that you're ours, and that we're yours--" He bent his head, finding her shoulder and sinking his teeth into it.
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"Yes....yes..." she murmured in a breathy voice, body on the verge of that pleasure, that bliss. Finn's sinful tongue making her whimper, and those digits pumping in and out of her.
Poe managed to time that bite just right. Pain blossomed on her shoulder and would leave a mark, but Rey didn't care. She'd wear those marks with pride, showing she was loved and cared for by her husbands. The pain coupled with the pleasure was enough to send her over the edge. Her walls hugging Finn's fingers as a cry left her lips. Bliss and ecstasy crashing down on her petite form.
One down, four to go.
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Though he stayed away after his fingers rode out her orgasm, not wanting to do too much just yet. His hand slipped out of her as he kept kissing her thigh, taking gulping breaths just from the aftershocks that he could feel from her.
"You're beautiful, love. That was beautiful." He kissed his way up, finding his feet before tugging both of them towards the bed.
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“Absolutely incredible,” he agreed, happy to be tugged and carrying Rey to the bed, setting her down as gently as he could manage, but there was still a heavy whump against the sheets as he lay her sprawled there. He could see her chest move with her heaving breath, but he turned to his husband first.
“We’ll let her catch her breath,” he murmured as he reached out to pull the fabric free from Finn’s perfect form, before slipping to his knees before anyone could stop him, and taking Finn’s aching cock fully into his mouth. Just for a few seconds- just an acknowledgement for his hard work - and mostly so that when he buried himself between Rey’s thighs in a moment he’d be able to taste them both.
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She was set down on the bed, left to catch her breath for the moment. Her eyes fluttering shut, keenly listening for a gasp or a hitch in breathing from either god. Poe or Finn were bound to do something to each other. Rey took in a deep breath, savoring the moment before opening her eyes and propped herself up with her elbows. Peering over the edge of their bed she saw a lovely sight.
"Great minds do think alike..." she murmured, forcing herself to sit up to watch Finn's expression as Poe sucked him. Her womanhood quivering from the display of lust and desire. Her hand reached out to Finn's, fingers caressing his smooth, dark skin. She drew his wrist to her lips and started to suck on the sensitive skin there.
However long Poe would be on his knees, then Rey would leave kisses, and sucks along Finn's flesh.
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His gasp was one of shock when Poe's mouth wrapped around his cock, as if he didn't realize what was happening in the moments leading up to it. "Oh, Poe-" His hand buried itself into Poe's curly hair, the other pulled away to Rey's lips.
He was helpless to their attentions, having to widen his stance a little to keep from melting where he stood, but his moans were steady and climbing.
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He climbed on the bed, settling between her legs, lips and teeth nipping at her neck before quickly heading lower.
“I love you both so much,” he rumbled lowly as he reached out to press her down into the sheets as his kisses trailed past her belly button. “So, so much...”
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She pressed a kiss to Finn's wrist once Poe pulled back. Her eyes meeting Finn's darker ones, hungry for more than his fingers in her mouth. Soon Poe was on her and her eyes fluttered shut to fully bask in the sensation of his lips and teeth traveling her skin. Rey tilted her head back, exposing more skin for him to mark, while her hands traveled over his back, touching fabric rather than skin.
Her back touched the softness of their sheets, goosebumps appearing on her skin as those sinful lips traveled further south.
"I know...I can never forget that." Forget the first time she met Finn, and Poe. Or, the first time they kissed, and stumbled through their first night together. Or, their first night as husbands and wife. Or, the ache she felt when she first had to leave them, but she came back. That first night, they didn't leave their room for what felt like weeks, rediscovering each other and catching up on missed time.
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He kneeled on the bed to Rey's side, leaning closer to take her into a deep kiss even as his hand stayed in Poe's hair. Speaking of, he noticed Rey's clever fingers trying to find more skin from their husband. He moved a little lower, pecking another kiss to her breast before his own finger found the collar of Poe's clothes and began to move them around, trying and sort of succeeding to undress him, too.
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He hands gently pushed her thighs, pulling her knees up and spreading them a little apart, at the same time, as he traced kisses down their sensitive inner flesh.
He nipped at the skin, happy to mark her, before finally letting her fingers brush that sacred mound between her legs. She was the only goddess he prayed to, after all. He gently parted the lips before lowering his own, humming softly as he pressed a kiss to her heated core, darting his tongue out to taste her arousal as his own thumped heavily in his blood.
"I'd burn it into the universe, if I had to," he murmured against her, before his tongue slowly began to lap and press that most sensitive little nub.
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