Mirror, Mirror,
On the wall,
Who is the fairest one of all?
As long as the mirror answered "Oh Queen, you are the fairest of them all,"
Snow White was safe from the Queen's cruel jealousy.
"We'll continue to follow this developing story. I'm Emma Swan for Channel One New York." She signed off and waited for her producer to tell her she was off the air before relaxing and leaving the news desk.
"That was great, Emma." Her producer grinned proudly. "Do you have some time? I wanted to talk to you about the story you pitched."
Sabine Rogers was more than a fantastic producer, they'd become fast friends and with everything Sabine accomplished, she was a mentor more than a boss. Emma noticed that the executive producer, Lin Rhys, was waiting for the two of them in the newsroom. He stood and smiled at her. "Very well done, Emma. Your segments have been fantastic and your viewership is outstanding for our newest anchor."
"I sense a but, Lin." Emma arched an eyebrow.
"Sabine showed me the piece you're working on. Do you have an idea where it's headed?" He asked in that too-careful tone of his.
She took a deep breath. "Right now, I'm following leads and trying not to get tangled up in my own opinions. Yes, it strikes me as having creepy similarities, but that doesn't mean I'm wrong to follow the story."
"We could give the piece to someone on the team." Lin began. "Emma, my concern is for your mental state. Confirmation bias gets us all in trouble. Consider passing it on, just consider."
Emma sat there for a full minute. "Lin, I understand that the report could end with James Nolan facing more charges, but," she licked her lips. "What if they got it wrong?"
Lin leaned back in his seat. "You're suggesting something far worse than a detective convicted of killing his wife."
"I am." She tapped her pen on the table. "You have my research findings. Am I wrong?"
He looked from her to Sabine and back. "I don't think you're wrong. As long as you understand there's a chance you could be." She nodded. "And I'm still worried this will have negative repercussions." He held a hand up. "If someone wants to come at us because you reported facts, I can handle that. But what did Agatha Christie once say? Let sleeping murders lie."
Emma let out a shaky breath in relief. "I can keep digging?"
"I can't stop you. Make sure you write it up so it can go to the AP as we report." He ran a hand over his face. "And I want regular updates that include how you're handling everything." Lin shook his head.
"Do I get to tell her?" Sabine squeaked.
Lin laughed and the serious expression cleared. "You've earned it."
"You've been nominated for an Emmy!" Her producer squeaked.
"Please don't call me Emmy after this." Emma groaned. She was thrilled for the nomination. Going after financier, Robert Gold for his billion-dollar Ponzi scheme last year could have ended her career. Instead, it seemed to have shown people she was tenacious, bold, and skilled.
Sabine laughed. "Between that and your Gracie Award, you're gonna write your own ticket. They'll be lucky to call you Ms Swan and you answer." Her face grew serious. "I've already convinced Lin, any more accolades and the morning anchor job is yours."
"You forgot the Peabody nomination." Emma blushed. Three nominations for one piece? There was no way her life was real right now.
Lin held his hands up. "You can start September first. Until then, practice here. Okay? And I expect you to attend at least the Emmys."
Emma nodded and once Lin left, she and Sabine squealed. "You'll have to find a fabulous dress for the Emmys."
"Winners have worn jeans." She rolled her eyes. "It's the daytime Emmys."
"Men have worn jeans to the Emmys. Those men aren't you. You need to show them your power and brains." Sabine told her.
"You want to go shopping for fabulous dresses?" Emma rolled her eyes.
Her producer grabbed her arm. "I really really do!"
She shook her head at the dramatics. "Why don't I call Giselle and find out if she has any ideas?"
One of Emma's friends from college was now an up and coming designer, Giselle Phillips. Not only did Emma love her designs, but Giselle just seemed to get Emma. Giselle was her fashion fairy godmother. Which was good or Emma would only ever live in her yoga clothes or jeans.
Emma could feel panic starting to creep into her brain as the day dragged on. Emmy. Dammit. She wanted to win, but if she won, she'd hear Emmy every time someone complimented her. Why didn't anyone say Gracie Award winner? Probably because that was for women in media not everyone else.
The last person who called her Emmy took away her mother, Abigail Nolan, over twenty years ago. The loss still haunted her. So did that silvery voice practically singing to her as she went downstairs to check on her birthday party decorations.
Mirror, mirror on the wall,
Who's the fairest one of all?
Happy birthday, baby girl.
You should go back up to bed now, Emmy.
I'll be seeing you very soon.
Adrenaline started racing through Emma's brain and she texted Ruby to find out if she wanted to go to The Beanstalk Gym. She was practically itching thinking about that voice. A good workout would clear her mind and keep her from having a panic attack. Ruby agreed to meet at her place and Emma nearly ran home to change clothes.
Of all Emma's friends from college, she'd only managed to stay close to Giselle and Ruby Lucas. Ruby was a free spirit who made it her job to keep Emma from being boring. She'd just opened a bar with her fiancée, Dorothy Gale. Occasionally, Emma could convince Ruby to go to the gym with her.
She was really hoping today would be one of them.
It wasn't.
Ruby was waiting at her door in shorts and a low cut top. "Come over to my place tonight."
"I thought you were going to the gym with me." Emma threw her head back. "I need a workout."
"I'm offering a workout." Her friend said with a red-lipped smirk."The boys are coming over. You don't need sit ups, you need a face to sit on." She followed Emma into her room as she put her work clothes away. "Damn. Don't I get to borrow these?" She asked picking up Emma's newest high heels.
"No. Those are for work stuff. No borrowing work stuff." Emma reminded her as she searched the closet for her gym gear.
"Emma! Come on!" Ruby whined as Emma changed into her yoga pants. "Let me set you up. I know the perfect guy for you."
"Last time you said that, I ended up with the unemployed writer sleeping on my sofa for four months." Emma rolled her eyes.
"How long has it been?" Ruby followed her to the elevator. "How long has it been since you got laid?"
Rolling her eyes up to the ceiling of the elevator, Emma finally sighed. "Over a year. Walsh and I never slept together."
Ruby turned around to face her. "You haven't had sex in how long?" Her friend made a face. "And dickless was what? Decoration? I always assumed he had a hot body or was at least amazing with his tongue."
Emma rolled her eyes again. Ruby had not been a fan of her last boyfriend, Walsh Ozman. "It's not a big deal."
"Of course it is!" Ruby scowled and closed the distance. "Come over tonight after the gym. Killian will be there and you two would get along. That man definitely knows what to do with his tongue."
"Ruby, I-" Emma broke off when Ruby scratched her nails over the front of Emma's shirt across her nipple.
"Come on, Emma. You need to relax. You've been wound so tight." She whispered beside Emma's ear. "I know you're stressed from that story you're working on. Let us take the edge off."
Ruby's nails ran down the front of Emma's workout pants. Emma gasped at the foreign feeling of Ruby's delicate hands dancing along her inner thighs. They were in the fucking elevator and Ruby was about to get her off?
The doors opened and Ruby stepped in front of Emma, blocking the view of what she was doing. She slid her hand into Emma's leggings and teased her clit with the end of a manicured finger. It only took Ruby four floors to get Emma shuddering beneath her attentions.
"See you tonight." Ruby winked and walked out of the elevator.
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Emma paced in front of Ruby's door, almost walking away several different times. Ruby had promised a good night, but she also knew her friend was dating two different guys. Not to mention her fiancée, Dorothy. Fuck. She should go home.
"You must be Emma." A man said, opening the entrance door of the building. His blue eyes sparkled against his black button down shirt. "I'm Killian."
Right. The British one with the wicked tongue. Emma tried not to focus on the way his tongue traced over his lower lip or the way she suddenly felt far too warm in her clothes.
"Come on, love. I've got just what you need." He grinned and took her hand. She arched an eyebrow and he laughed. "I meant a drink, but I like a woman who knows what she wants."
Killian waved her into the elevator first. The doors slid shut and he brushed his nose behind her ear. "You're tense, love." He laughed gently when she jumped.
She let herself laugh when she glimpsed the mischief dancing in his eyes. "You look like you want to jump me right here in the elevator."
"Want to? Oh yes." His voice lowered. "What I want is to press you into the elevator with those legs over my shoulders so I can fuck you with my tongue." He murmured as he watched her expression. Immediately, he stepped back and gave her a lopsided grin. "But, we could get arrested."
Emma snorted her laugh. "That's your concern? Not me telling you I don't want to?"
"I'm certain you want to." He touched his thumb to his lower lip and held the elevator door when they stopped at Ruby's floor. "But I have all night to watch you fall apart."
He opened the door for her and Emma couldn't suppress the shiver racing up and down her spine. She was way too aware of the man behind her so when Ruby called her name, she jumped again.
"Emma!" Her friend squealed and jumped from the lap of the second handsome man with sandy hair and his shirt unbuttoned. "I knew Killian would talk you into coming."
"Debatable." She replied.
"Possible, love." Killian said against her ear as he took her coat. "Just say the word."
Emma raised and eyebrow at him. "Geronimo."
He paused as desire and amusement mixed in his expression. "I'm going to drag you to Barcelona and fuck you until you can't walk."
"Only if we see the noseless dogs." She tossed back.
Killian bit his lip as though and tilted his head. She shivered under the intensity in his eyes, but before the tension between them could snap, Ruby ran her hand over Emma's ass in her tight jeans.
"Come on, Em. Let us help you forget everything else tonight." She looked up at the other man. "You have such a great ass." Killian's eyes were still burning into her as Ruby pressed a knee between her legs. Emma knew she was interrupting the Doctor Who references before Emma got started.
Ruby might be good at distraction, but Emma was far better at deflection.
A new hand joined Ruby's, kneading the muscles of her ass with a firm grip. "She didn't tell me anything about this great ass." Graham murmured. "Bloody hell. Killian, come over here."
"Mate, the lady just got here. At least let her have a drink first." Killian scowled and handed her a double of whiskey. Ruby grabbed Graham's hand and began a strip tease. Killian ran a hand over her hip. "Can I have the first dance?"
"I'm a terrible dancer." She shrugged. According to Walsh, she was terrible at everything for two. No. She was going to forget about him and focus on the sexy man in front of her. The one who obviously wanted to please her.
"You just need a partner who knows what he's doing." Killian nudged her head up. "What do you say?"
She nodded and smiled. "Alright."
Killian grinned brightly at her. He slowly peeled his shirt off for her and pulled Emma against him. "Relax, Swan." He said in a low voice. "It's just a dance."
Emma kept her eyes on his and ran her fingers up his hard abs as they danced. Killian brushed his lips up her neck slowly and she felt her breath stutter. "No marks." She whispered.
"No mementos of your night of debauchery?" He teased as he pulled her off-shoulder sweater over her head and turned her to pull her back to his front.
"Not going into election season, no." She leaned back against his chest with a sigh as his hands wandered down her sides and up to cup her breasts with an appreciative growl.
She closed her eyes as he continued his slow worship. She jumped when a mouth closed around her nipple. Killian kept his mouth by her ear murmuring quiet words of encouragement as Ruby continued. "So bloody gorgeous, Swan." His hands rubbed across the front of her jeans and she whined. "Can I take these off?"
"Yeah." She gasped. "Please."
Ruby switched to her other breast after she helped her out of her tight jeans, but when Emma started to reach for her, Killian caught her hands behind her. "Focus on me, love." Her hands were directed to his hard cock.
She moaned as Killian bit at the shell of her ear and Ruby tweaked her nipple. She felt more hands brush her inner thighs. "No, you don't, Graham. I get to have the first taste." Her friend argued. Were they really fighting over who was going down on her first?
Behind her, Killian rolled his hips into her hands. "I got the first taste." He whispered and pulled her hair until he could kiss her mouth. "You taste divine." He moaned into her mouth. "Could spend hours between your legs."
Emma cried out as Ruby began swiping her tongue along her clit. "She's so fucking wet." Between Killian's mouth, Ruby's tongue and Graham's hands, Emma came embarrassingly fast. And hard. Fuck, when was the last time she'd come that hard?
Graham laved her nipples with his tongue before sucking first one and then the other into his mouth. "Why is Killian getting all the fun?"
"Because I asked nicely, didn't I, Swan?" He kissed her neck again before mouthing at her ear. "Has anyone ever gotten to play with your arse?" Emma's eyes found his and she shook her head. "Would you let me be the first?"
Emma bit her lip. "Nothing you don't like, love." His hands palmed her ass firmly. She gave him a nod and he kissed her again, letting his tongue sweep her mouth as she sighed in pleasure. "Mate," Killian broke away to call to Graham. "I think the lady needs to get more comfortable."
Graham huffed. "Finally." He took Emma's hands and led her to the cushions on the floor. Laying down, he shifted on the cushions until he got comfortable and held his hands out to help Emma. "Come ride my face, beautiful."
Ruby lowered herself onto Graham's cock and began rolling her hips. She took Emma's hands and pulled her forward for a long, heated kiss. It was different kissing one of her oldest friends. It was softer than Emma expected, but she quickly relaxed into the sensual play of Ruby's full lips. Her tongue played with hers and Emma relaxed, biting Ruby's lower lip. But when Graham's tongue met her clit, all thought left her brain.
Emma jumped when Killian's tongue traced around her puckered opening. He immediately switched to tracing the muscle with just his fingertip. When she relaxed again, Killian kissed the cheek he'd been rubbing then bit down. She moaned and he did the same thing to her other cheek. When she felt his lips touch the ring of muscle again, she pulled away from Ruby's mouth again to cry out as pleasure washed over her.
Ruby started rolling Emma's nipples between her fingers and Emma leaned forward to suckle one of hers. It didn't take long before she was coming again, this time with Killian tonguing her ass. He gave her a playful swat and she threw a challenging look over her shoulder. His eyes darkened and he gripped her ass harder.
Soon, Ruby was coming as well. Emma was so overwhelmed by sensations, she missed how they were communicating, but Killian lifted her up from Graham's mouth and helped her guide his cock where she needed him. He gave her ass a hard smack and she clenched around him. He grabbed her breasts roughly and began thrusting harder.
Ruby crawled over and slowly licked where she and Killian were joined while Killian held her hips still as her orgasm flowed over both of them. Graham began rocking into Ruby from behind causing her to moan against Emma. The low vibrations sent pleasure spiking through her once more.
Graham leaned forward and tipped Emma's chin as he kissed her. "One more, love. Come one more time around my cock.Take me with you." Killian begged beside her ear. His hands were everywhere. Everyone's hands were everywhere and then she was coming again. Killian tugged her hair back as he came right behind her.
That was all it took for Graham and Ruby as well. Emma waited for Killian to release her so she could clean up or let him clean her up. Instead, he held her there until she started to relax into his arms again. "Are you staying the night?" He murmured into her neck.
She nodded and shivered as the air kicked on and sent a breeze over her heated skin. "Can I take you to bed? Or would you prefer to be alone?"
"I steal the blankets." She sighed.
"You won't need them tonight." He promised. "I need you all to myself for a while. Is that alright?"
"Yeah." She breathed, letting her head rest on his shoulder.
Killian lifted her over his shoulder and carried her to the guest bedroom. He laid her out on the bed and pressed her hands above her head. "Do I need to tie you to the bed or can you behave?"
Emma bit her lip. "Do you really want me to behave?"
"Fuck no." He chuckled, brushing his lips down her chest.
"Maybe you should clean up the mess you made." She challenged, tugging his hair playfully. He looked deliciously rumpled with his hair sticking out everywhere.
He practically pounced on her. His eyes stayed locked on hers as he lapped at the mix of both their releases. Killian took his time exploring everything that could make her moan. "So bloody responsive." He groaned. "But if you don't want to be interrupted, you'll have to keep it down."
Crawling over her, his eyes were dark and wild. "Unless you need help keeping quiet?"
"Such as?" She asked with a shiver.
His dark chuckle rolled over her and ran his thumb over her lower lip. "Gods, I would love to tie you down, but that seems new?" She nodded. "On edge is good, uncomfortable isn't." He smirked. "Will you let me blindfold you?"
Taking a breath, she nodded to give him the trust he sought. Killian kissed her with a slow grin. He pulled a t-shirt from a bag and gave her a shy grin. "I thought this might be less intimidating. It's mine and I swear it's clean."
A shiver rolled down her body thinking about using his clothes to restrain her in any way. Killian bit his lip as he watched her skin pebble and her nipples harden. He draped the shirt across her eyes and kissed her again. "If you don't like it, tell me. Okay?"
"Okay." She gasped when she felt his fingers dance across her skin in a featherlight caress. "Where do you want my hands?"
"So many places." He murmured into her neck. Carefully, he drew her hands up to the bed frame and waited for her to grip it. "Think you can leave your hands there?" She nodded more confidently. "Can you stay quiet, Swan?"
"If I do?" She teased.
"If you keep quiet, I'll make it worth your while." His voice was warm in her ear. "If you don't, well I'll have to find out just how loud I can make you scream my name."
His hands slid up her sides. "You are absolutely gorgeous."
Killian started slowly kissing down her body, caressing his hands around and squeezing her hips. She started when she heard the sound of a squeeze bottle. "Just massage oil, love." He told her when his warm hands began kneading her muscles. "You're tense and this is supposed to be about enjoying yourself."
"Oh God." She bit her lip and took a deep breath.
"Killian will do, love." He chuckled. "Turn over." She followed his direction and he stretched his body over her back. "Quite eager, aren't you?"
Emma moaned into the pillow. By the time he finished rubbing her neck, her muscles felt like jello. She let Killian pull her against his chest. He kissed the side of her head briefly and her eyes fluttered closed.
The sound of quiet grunts pulled her back to awareness. She blinked and saw Killian, his hand and cock shining with the massage oil as he slowly stroked his hardened length. Just to watch his reaction, she stretched and moaned.
"Is this okay" He asked as his eyes drifted to her bare chest.
"You didn't think I'd want to watch?" She grinned and reached over to scratch her nails through his chest hair. "Or would you prefer I help?" He groaned and paused his actions for a moment. "You've made this all about my pleasure. Don't I get to pleasure you?" Emma wrapped her hand around his cock.
"I assure you, love, your pleasure is my pleasure." He growled. "Do you really want to play?" Nipping at his ear, Emma allowed herself to explore him the same way he had done to her.
"And, yes, if I fall asleep again, wake me up with your cock." She nodded and flicked her tongue over his nipple. "What do you want, Killian?" She purred. "I want to make you feel as good as you make me feel."
"Go look in my bag? See what sparks your fancy." Emma leaned over and licked his cock from root to tip. He hissed a curse under his breath.
In his bag, she found a vibrating cock ring and a remote. Killian's eyes focused on her as she examined it. "Fuck yes." He groaned.
She climbed back onto the bed and he showed her how to secure it. Emma liked that he didn't make her feel out of place for not knowing. He handed her the remote and grinned. "I'm entirely in your hands." He waggled his eyebrows at her. ""How adventurous do you feel, Swan?"
The heated desire in his eyes gave her the confidence to turn the vibrator on and circle her tongue around his cock. "What did you have in mind, Killian?" She smiled and settled with her breasts surrounding his cock. Slowly, she traced his abs with her tongue until he groaned.
Pulling her carefully off him, he rolled onto his stomach and rested his head on his arms. "Is this alright?"
Emma pressed a button and Killian muffled his groan into the pillows. She found a setting that was low and slow. She straddled the back of his thigh and rocked herself as she felt the vibrations. "Fuck yes. Ride me." His voice strained more as she rubbed her arousal over him.
"You make me so wet." She admitted to him. It was easier to say it when he wasn't looking at her. Talented as he was with his tongue, Emma wasn't as comfortable with dirty talk.
Biting her lip, she squeezed and massaged his ass like he'd been doing to hers all night. She gave him a swat and watched a pink handprint bloom. But it was the deep moan she felt from Killian that sent heat between her legs. She trailed light touches along the cleft of his ass until he handed her the bottle of lube by the bed.
She hesitated and he looked back at her. He winked in encouragement and she threw a wicked grin at him before changing the setting on his vibrator. Gently, she rimmed her finger around the muscle. Killian gasped and she added a little more pressure. The muscles in his back had gone rigid.
"More!" He wheezed. "Fuck!"
Emma added more lube and pushed her finger up to her first knuckle and rolled her finger around carefully. She scratched the nails of her other hand up his inner thigh, watching in shock as a shiver ran over his skin. He moaned again when she slapped his ass once more. She could feel his entire body start vibrating beneath her hands.
"Emma!" A different chill rolled up her spine hearing him using her name in that rough voice. "Will you use your tongue? Just once."
Gently, she slid her finger out and ran her tongue around the rim like he'd done her. "I need to come." He hissed.
"Can you fuck me before you do?" Who was she? When did she start asking questions like that?
Killian made a noise that was almost a roar as he pulled her on top of him. The vibrator touched her sending a shock through her sensitive clit. When he began jerking his hips into hers as fast as he could, she couldn't have stayed quiet if she tried. His hips faltered and his release shuddered through him, but the vibrator set her off just after him.
He turned off the vibrator and removed the cock ring before he pushed her back on the bed and sucked her clit between his lips. She was already screaming with the next wave of pleasure when Graham walked in to see her arched off the bed with just her head balanced on the mattress.
"Mate, occupy that mouth of hers." Killian lifted his head and curled his fingers inside her.
Graham's fingers plucked at her nipples until she brought her body down for him to kiss her. He mimicked Killian's tongue with his own. "Think you can suck me while he fucks you?" She moaned around Graham's cock before he was pulling away. Graham looked at the door. "Fuck, Rubes, you need to feel her mouth on you."
Emma whined around Graham as Ruby's fingers joined Killian's inside her. The feeling of four fingers stroking her walls sent lightning up her spine. Ruby crawled onto the bed in front of her. She cupped Emma's breasts as Emma rubbed slow circles around her friend's clit until she was moaning and wet. She pulled her fingers back out and held Killian's gaze as she sucked them clean.
There was whispering between Ruby and Graham before she was moved once more. Sitting up slowly, Emma straddled Ruby's face and bent down to return the favor. Killian gripped her hair and lifted her up. He slid his cock into Ruby's center and held Emma's hand over her clit. He kept his eyes locked on hers as he continued thrusting into Ruby.
Heat licked her spine. It was erotic in a whole new way watching Killian fuck her friend, but watching her as if he was the one sending pleasure soaring through her blood. She couldn't take her eyes of Killian's molten gaze. If she'd thought Ruby's tongue was talented when she kissed her, it was nothing compared to this. She felt like she was flying as she neared her peak again.
Something behind her made a buzzing sound and she started to look behind her. Killian released her hair and held her chin. "Eyes on me, love." He rasped.
Graham ran a vibrator over both Ruby and her in a circuit that was planned to drive her crazy. Emma whined and her release started washing over her again. She moved her hands to play at Ruby's full breasts, tracing designs with her nails and plucking her nipples until they were peaked and hard. Ruby reached up and pinched Emma's clit.
"Fuck, love. It's so bloody hot seeing your pleasure like this." Killian murmured before pulling her into a sloppy kiss. "Come, Swan. Come again for me."
Graham got between. "Need your mouth, Emma. Please?" He wrapped her hand around his cock. "Love how you look with your mouth full."
Emma came once more as Ruby sucked her clit between her lips. Killian came when she managed to lift her eyes back to his. He stuttered his release as he grasped Ruby's hips. Graham gripped her chin and pulled her off his cock after she swallowed around him. "Make Ruby come again." He groaned and kissed her again.
The taste of Killian's release and Ruby's arousal when Emma sucked on her clit again was strange, but Emma was able to relax with all the newness of the sensations all around her. She could feel Graham's hand flicking Ruby's nipples beneath her. But it was the feeling of Killian's tongue rimming her again that set her off.
The exhaustion snuck up on her. Once Ruby released her hips, Killian helped ease her off Ruby. "Easy, love. I've got you."
It was a testament to both her friendship with Ruby and how exhausted she was that she sank into the arms of a virtual stranger and let him clean her up. She fell asleep with Killian's arms wrapped around her, vaguely aware that Ruby and Graham were next to them.
Killian was right about one thing - she didn't need the blankets.
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Someone was murmuring compliments and encouragement in her ear and a hot mouth was leaving a trail of fire up her spine. Emma slowly opened her eyes and saw Graham and Ruby beside her slowly fucking each other, completely absorbed in each other.
Her eyes found the man leaning over her as he slowly rocked his hard cock through her sensitive core. "Are you awake?" Killian murmured into her ear. How was she still so turned on? "Is this okay?"
Emma hummed and tugged at his chest. "Fuck, Killian…" She moaned softly. "Keep going. Need you."
Killian kissed her neck and shoulder slowly. He kept the rhythm steady but gentle after the wild night. "Woke up and needed you." He whispered. "Tell me you're close."
"Yes, fuck, Killian." She whined. "So close. Harder. Please."
She rasped his name out as she came. Fuck, she couldn't even keep track of how many times he'd made her come. He rolled her onto her stomach and began thrusting harder as his strong hand kneaded the globes of her ass in a firm grip. Ruby grinned and laid down facing Emma. Ruby held her chin and kissed her as Graham found a rhythm similar to Killian. Ruby fell first, screaming and pulling Emma's hair as she came around Graham.
She muffled Emma's cries with her mouth as Emma came with Ruby's tongue in her mouth and Killian's cock between her legs. "Morning, sunshine." Her friend grinned at her. "I have to check in with Dee. You boys take care of Emma."
Graham helped Ruby up and kissed her before she left the room. Killian helped her clean up before Emma attempted to crawl under the covers and hide. Dammit. She'd forgotten about Dee being out of town.
Graham chuckled and lifted the sheet to look at her. "Who are you hiding from?"
"Habit. Dee kinda caught me sleeping with her boyfriend." Emma scrunched her nose. "She still hates me."
Killian laughed and settled back against the bed with his arm behind his head. "I doubt that."
"Wanna bet?" She replied. "She's gonna kill me."
Graham stretched out on the other side of the bed. "I thought you were the fearless, intrepid reporter."
"I'm not stupid." Emma peeked out at them. "I never want to face Dorothy down again." She made a face. "It was bad."
"I'm sure it couldn't have been that bad, love." Killian looked far too amused by her.
"Ruby mentioned my….supernatural ability to date assholes?" Graham smothered a laugh. "Yeah well, Dee was engaged to Walsh first, but I was the pocket pussy." She rolled her eyes. "Except he told each of us we were the one and only."
Killian cursed. "Bloody arse. It wasn't your fault."
"Yeah, I showed up after work and dumped a bucket of water on him, her, and the stuff he left at my place." She shook her head. "And saw the exact same ring he tried to use to propose to me. Next time I saw her was like four months later at her engagement party after Ruby proposed."
Graham barked a laugh. "Killian and I were there. Why didn't we see you?"
"Well, I was wearing clothes." She looked down at how naked she was.
"I suggest you go everywhere as you are now." He gestured to her. "I guarantee more people will pay attention to the news."
Killian crooked his finger at her with a smirk. "We are supposed to be taking care of you." He told her as he kissed her slowly, being attentive to her upper lip and then her bottom lip.
Graham brushed her hair from her neck and shoulders and pressed gentle kisses along her skin. He laved his tongue across any spots that seemed particularly sensitive. Killian passed her to Graham. His tongue swiped along her lips until she gave him what he wanted. Killian slid his hands around to toy with her nipples until they were hard and rubbing against Graham's chest creating a new friction.
They continued pushing her back and forth between them until she had to relax and simply let them have what they wanted without her trying to anticipate the next move. She knew they'd make it worth her while. Turning her onto her back, both men drove her mad by each kissing her neck at the same time.
Killian slipped a t-shirt over her eyes. "Just say the word and it comes off, love." He promised. "Let us make you feel good."
They spread her legs, each caressing her inner thighs up to her center, but not touching her where she needed them. She squirmed and heard Killian's dark chuckle by her ear. One finger slipped through her fold, then two. When had she ever been so worked up and wet? A third finger joined, followed by a fourth. They kept slowly getting her to the edge before withdrawing and doing the same thing again.
Emma gasped as Graham's cock filled her with strong, steady thrusts. She neared the edge again and he slipped out as Killian's mouth covered her breast and his tongue flicked her nipple. Wiry hair against her stomach was the only warning before Killian's cock was filling her again. He slid almost all the way out and slammed his hips in hers in a rough rhythm.
He captured her mouth as he rolled his hips into hers. The man could kiss. She moaned into his mouth and flicked her tongue against his. She felt the heat of her climax rolling through her only for Killian to pull away again. It was almost enough to make her scream.
The shirt was removed and Emma watched both Killian and Graham between her legs lapping at her arousal. Every curse Emma knew came out as the two of them licked and teased her right to the edge again. Of course that was when Ruby returned.
She licked her lips and straddled Emma's lap. "Are they taking care of you?" She purred and sucked Emma's nipple into her mouth and swirled her tongue around it.
"If you mean edging me, yes." Emma hissed and tossed her head back.
Emma shivered at the way Ruby was grinning down at her. Her friend turned to block Emma's view. She jolted, almost throwing everyone off when Ruby ran a small vibrator over her clit. Emma brought her hands up and fondled Ruby's breasts until her friend began writhing over her.
Without warning, six different fingers began stroking her walls with the vibrator between her clit and Ruby's. Seconds later, Emma and Ruby both came.
"Fuck me." Emma wheezed.
"I believe we just did, love." Killian grinned wickedly and kissed her, letting her taste her own arousal. "Before we're interrupted again, may I call you?" He brushed her wild, sweaty hair from her face.
She bit her lip and watched him scratch behind his ear nervously. "I thought Ruby said…" she trailed off, embarrassed she might have misread the situation.
"It's easier to explain her way." He shrugged. "Perhaps we might even discuss the reality sometime. Over dinner?"
"Depends on how hard you make me come." Emma grinned at him.
He nipped at her lip and chuckled low in her ear. "I need you to get me going."
Emma grinned and straddled his hips. She held both his hands above his head and felt his groan as she leaned over him. Graham brought a scarf and tied Killian's wrists to the bed for her. Killian shuddered under her, but when she met his eyes, all she found was desire. Graham lifted Ruby over his shoulder and carried her out of the room.
Was this an elaborate set up?
Killian licked his lips and nodded when Emma started to sit on his face. He moaned and began fucking her with his tongue. She leaned back and braced herself on his thigh with one hand and used her free hand to stroke his cock. The vibrations from his groaning and growling went straight through her.
She caught her breath and slid down his chest. His blue eyes were wild. Emma started to untie his hands. "Leave it." His voice was dark and gravelly and it sent a chill down her spine. "Ride me, Swan."
"Like this?" She kept her eyes on his and pushed herself down to his stomach.
"Fuck yes." He groaned. "At your mercy, All yours, Swan."
A thrill ran through her. "All mine?"
"Aye." Emma crawled over him slowly, digging her nails into his thighs as he bit his lip. She slid off the bed and walked over to lock the bedroom door.
Keeping her eyes on his, she took his cock into her mouth. "Bloody hell, love." He wheezed.
"I should keep you on edge like you did me." She swirled her tongue around him and traced her fingers along the v of his hips. Leaning closer, she sucked a mark where her fingers had just been.
He huffed a laugh and leaned his head back. "And will you?" He rocked his hips, slowly fucking her mouth. "Or are you going to fuck me?"
Emma moaned around his cock before releasing him. "I want to fuck you. Your cock feels so good inside me."
"Let me make you feel good, Swan." He begged. "Let me make you come."
She grinned and crawled further up until she was able to guide him where she needed him. He sucked in a breath and bucked his hips up as much as he could. Emma braced her hands on his knees and leaned her head back as she rolled her hips.
Killian's eyes tracked her body with an intensity she could almost feel. "So close, Swan. Tell me you're close."
Emma's release shattered her rhythm and her hips faltered. She reached forward and tugged the silks. As soon as he was free, he nearly tackled her to the bed and snapped his hips against hers. "Come for me again, Swan." He gasped into her chest as his fingers flew against her clit.
It didn't take long for her to come again. She wrapped her legs around his hips and held him tight as they both fell apart. Emma felt limp. "You are a goddess." Killian gasped and kissed her gently.
He managed to clean them both up before Emma fell asleep. She felt his arms around her as he tucked her into his chest. He peppered gentle kisses wherever he could reach. It didn't take long for his breathing to even out behind her as they both drifted off to sleep.
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Mirror, Mirror, on the wall, who is the fairest of them all?
Killian was still asleep when her eyes fluttered open and she shivered violently. The nightmare still fresh in her mind. Her movement stirred him and he cradled the back of her head and drew her against him. Walsh had never been one for soothing her after a nightmare. She always got up to workout to rid herself of the nerves. But Killian managed to make her feel secure and she found sleep in his arms once more.
Ruby had rolled her eyes at Emma's need for a solo shower when she awoke - sharing is more fun - but Killian insisted she get the time she needed. He'd also palmed her ass and asked her to hurry back, but the fact remained that he was being a gentleman. It was nice to have someone making her comfort a priority.
She checked her phone and cursed at the time. She needed to get back home and prepare for her day.
Killian was already outside the door when she raced out. He pulled her into a heady kiss and pulled her back into the room. He pushed her jeans down to mid thigh, trapping her in place as he slid his fingers across her clit. "I can't leave a mark, unlike some people, but I can give you this to remember." Emma pushed up onto her toes as he continued curling his fingers inside her, pressing the heel of his hand on her clit.
His blue eyes were full of something more than simple need. It looked like the same emotion she felt tugging at her chest. "Tell me this isn't a one-time thing, love." He breathed over her lips.
"Call me?" Emma whispered before he kissed her hard and groaned into her mouth.
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Emma finished her workout and wiped her face with a towel. She tried to alternate her workouts to keep from getting bored. Usually she cycled through boxing, yoga, weights and climbing at The Beanstalk. The owners, Anton and Nova, were old friends at this point. Both of them knew how much Emma hated running.
Epically hated.
She planned on showering at home, but she rinsed off to fix her hair. The last thing she needed was a photo of her looking like she'd been dragged behind a bus to hit the internet. God forbid she look human before she puts makeup on.
Her phone buzzed and she looked down to see Killian's number light up. She'd put him in her phone as Hook after they had a conversation about Peter Pan being the true villain and Hook just being pushed beyond reason.
Hook: The blue dress
Swan: Why are you up
Hook: That. Dress. Care to see?
Swan: At the gym. Nope.
Hook: You're trying to kill me today
With a roll of her eyes, she snapped a photo and sent it to him. Her face was red, her skin shining with sweat and her ponytail was a lost cause. She needed her hat before she left the building. At least with her workout clothes being black and gray, she could usually walk to and from the gym without being noticed.
Hook: Call me when you get home?
Hook: Fuck, I want to pull those leggings off with my teeth
Hook: Lick every inch of you
Hook: your ass looks so biteable in those pants
By the time she got home, she needed a shower for an entirely different reason. She hadn't even had time to answer him yet, but she wanted his hands on her body again. The way he made her feel was so fucking addictive.
She called him and he picked up on the first ring. "Hello, beautiful."
"I'm just home from the gym. I'm gross." She rolled her eyes at him.
"You're home safe?" Killian asked immediately.
"Yep. All safe and locked up." She teased, trying to hide how endearing his concern was.
"Do you live alone?" He asked and she heard a door shut on his end.
"Are you being creepy right now?" She asked only half kidding. It would be her luck to find another asshole.
His laugh rumbled through the phone. "I didn't want to ask about phone sex if a roommate could walk in on you."
"I thought you liked being interrupted." She teased.
"Not as often as you think. So how about it?" He asked in that low voice. "Unless…"
"Unless, what?" Emma was already running her hand up and down her stomach to her waistband.
"Do you have any idea how sexy you are when you're turned on?" He hummed. "I didn't know how you felt about getting dinner tonight? Unless you need to be up tomorrow."
"Are you asking me on a date?" She bit her lip and wondered if he really was as nervous as he sounded
"I am." Killian replied. "I really want to see you again. I'm hoping very much you'll let me take you to bed tonight, but..." He paused. "There's something here, isn't there?"
"I…I don't know. Ruby told you about my ex." She sighed. Well that was sure to kill her mood. Emma rubbed her forehead. Maybe she really was bad at relationships?
"Swan? I'm not proposing." He teased "It's dinner and, if I'm a good boy, I'll get to see you come at least twice. Everything else we have time for." He reassured her.
"Twice?" She laughed. Why was she surprised? How many times had she come the first time they were in bed together?
"Depends on how long you're willing to stay." He replied. "I'd love to have breakfast with you."
Emma chewed her lip for a moment. She did like him. "Alright. Dinner and two orgasms. And possibly breakfast, but that depends on how good dinner is."
His laugh was warm and happy. "As you wish."
She hid the phone under her pillow and ran to take a shower. Had she really just agreed to a date? Fuck. Was he not dating Ruby? Were there rules? Fuck fuck fuck. She sent Ruby a text.
Swan: Killian just asked me out
She Wolf: A date date or a sex date?
Swan: um both I think
She Wolf: Ha! Graham owes me $50!
She Wolf: I got you boo
When Emma got out of her shower, Killian had sent a timeline, name of the takeout restaurant, map, and ordered her an Uber ride to his place and back to hers tomorrow morning at 11. Ruby took safe dating seriously. Emma had never told Walsh that Ruby was her emergency contact and had her tracking info in case she was on assignment or on a date.
In college, when she started going on assignments; there were detectives willing to let her ride along after finding out her father was Detective James Nolan. She still had his murder board in her closet. There was going to be a day she got to work on the case that killed her mother and put her father in prison for life.
James had been investigating a murder case where several women were killed and appeared to be sleeping dolls. The press came to call it The Snow White Murders. The case turned sideways when her father got too close. He'd come home in time to find his wife, Abigail, as the latest victim. Emma was the only witness left. A traumatized ten year old wasn't enough to keep him out of prison.
Her aunt and uncle had been frustrated when Emma changed her last name, but her father supported it. A few of her coworkers knew the connection, having covered the case, but they also respected her for not using that angle to get more attention. Daughter of a convicted serial killer was definitely eye-popping.
The relationships she had so far never got to a place where she trusted them enough to tell them about her parents. She talked about her aunt, the town mayor, and her uncle, the sheriff of the same town, but she didn't discuss her parents. Even Ruby didn't have all the information. The only person outside her immediate family who knew was her best friend Will.
Emma pushed the complicated thoughts of her parents aside. She was good at compartmentalization. It was her greatest survival skill.
So what does the daughter of a murderer wear on a first date when she knows she's going to get laid?
Pulling out a red coat dress, Emma knew just how to draw his attention. The dress barely covered her ass and went well with her spike covered Louboutins. She dug into the lingerie boxes, (the stuff she didn't keep with her daily wear), and found her lacy cupless bra that pushed her boobs up and put her nipples on display. She even had lace panties that sat low on her hips.
She tried it all on just to make sure she wasn't going to embarrass herself at dinner. Once she was certain she wouldn't get arrested, she took the dress off so she could fix her hair and makeup. It was a date, not going on air, so she kept it light. Part of her wanted to braid her hair back just so he could pull it, but she really didn't have time for a proper braid.
By the time she got into the car, Emma didn't really care about the food. She'd only known him a few days and she already wanted to drag him back to his place. The address the car stopped at was an apartment building with a doorman. The older man greeted her and before she could give him her identification, Killian burst through the elevator doors in jeans and a black sweater.
"Swan! You came-" he stopped and took in her appearance. "Bloody hell." He breathed.
Finally, Killian shook his head and turned his attention to the doorman. "Marco, Miss Swan will be staying with me until tomorrow. I've already scheduled her a car."
"Very good, Mr. Jones. Have a lovely evening, Miss Swan." The older man winked at them.
Killian crowded her after the elevator doors closed. "Gods, woman, you truly are trying to kill me today." She wondered if he was thinking about fucking her right there in the elevator again. Instead, he leaned forward and kissed her. "There's cameras in all the elevators. Wouldn't want you to be the story tonight, now would we?"
"Generally frowned upon." She hummed.
"I feel like I should go and change. Had I known you planned on this…" he bit his lip and let his eyes roam her body again.
"Or we could just not worry about any of the clothes?" She offered, hoping he might miss the blush she felt creeping up her neck. Normally she would never utter those words, but they both knew what was happening.
Turning to face her, he scratched behind his ear nervously. "I hope I didn't give you the wrong impression, love. I, uh, I very much want to take you to bed. Especially when you look like that, but I would like dinner with you as well."
"Fuck." Emma shook her head. "Why did you have to be hot and adorable?"
His mouth dropped like he wanted to say something, but Emma pulled the front of his sweater until he was close enough that she could kiss him, "I'm still agreeing to both, but I need you to take me to bed first."
He lifted her off the ground and she wrapped her legs around his hips. His hands cradled her ass and he groaned. "I can't wait to pull this dress off you."
Killian carefully set her down when he got to the bed. Emma slowly unbuttoned the dress and let it slide down. His blue eyes darkened as he stared at her. She started to feel nervous when he finally closed the distance and ran shaking hands up and down her sides. "You should have a warning label." He groaned before claiming her mouth.
"Slippery when wet?" She offered.
He choked a laugh and covered her breasts with both hands. "Dangerous curves." Sinking to his knees, he dragged the back of his knuckles along her legs. Lifting her foot, he slid one heel off and rubbed his hand up the back of her calf. "So bloody hot." He repeated the same with the other heel and pulled her towards him until he pressed his nose to her center.
Slowly, he dragged the lace down with his teeth. "Are you wet for me, Swan?"
Emma gasped when he threw her leg over his shoulder and pushed his tongue into her folds. All she could do was hold onto him as he fucked her with his tongue until she was screaming his name. "Later, I'm taking my time. I'm going to find every sound you make." He groaned and stood up to pull his sweater off.
It took some fumbling with clasps and zippers but finally, she could scratch her fingers through his chest hair and wrap her fingers around his cock. They both moaned at the contact. Emma leaned back on her elbows and watched him slide into her. His eyes met hers as if asking permission. His grip on her knees tightened and he set a hard fast pace that had her cresting quickly.
She got a short chance to catch her breath before he crawled over her and rolled his hips in a dirty grind. He kept the pace almost hard enough to bruise. Emma vaguely wondered if they might break the bed, but that thought was pushed away when he lifted her legs over his shoulders and found a new angle that had her crying out quickly. Killian's hips jerked a few times before he held himself still over her.
"Bloody. Fuck," he panted. "That wasn't how I thought our night might go." He grinned down at her brightly before resting his forehead on her chest.
Emma's stomach chose that moment to growl and they both laughed. "Give me a minute to clean up, aye?"
She hummed happily. "Okay. Is it against the code if I borrow a shirt?"
He gave her a crooked grin. "Code?"
A blush burned her cheeks and she knew he could see it. "Ah, Ruby and Graham?"
Killian rubbed his thumb along her cheek. "Ruby provides the only relationship I thought I was capable of having - mutually beneficial." His eyes darkened as he traced her mouth with his thumb. "Until I met you."
Emma shivered when he rolled out of bed. "Are you cold? Do you want something with sleeves?" Killian returned with a warm cloth and a blue Henley for her. "There's socks in that drawer if your feet are cold." Gently, he cleaned her up and brushed a kiss to her lips. "Take your time, love. I'll go start dinner."
She almost melted on the spot. Slipping the shirt on, she appreciated how long and warm it was. It smelled like him too - like salt water and warm spices. Once she found socks she pulled them up to her knees and joined him in the other room.
"What is it?" She asked as she pulled a hair band from her bag and quickly tied her hair back,
Killian stood there with that awed smile again and shook his head. "I…I just can't believe you're here. I was worried it would be awkward or the chemistry would be gone." He scratched behind his ear again. "Just took me by surprise."
"I feel the same way." She let him pull her into his arms again. "But if you don't feed me soon, there will be a rebellion."
He pushed her into the counter and used both hands to knead her ass just shy of too hard. "I can keep that sinful mouth occupied." He growled in her ear. "You look even more fuckable in my clothes. I didn't think that was possible."
"I have no idea where my clothes are." She teased his ear with the tip of her tongue.
"They look much sexier where they are." He hummed and nosed her shirt down further. "Still no marks?"
"Where did they end up?" She gasped and her eyes drifted shut. "And no. No marks, I'd never hear the end of it." She quickly added.
Killian hummed in acceptance of her request and answered "On my floor." He moved her shirt out of his way to push two fingers into her heat. "So much hotter there."
"On the floor?" Emma's voice hitched as he pulled her ponytail back.
"My floor. It means you're running around my flat naked." Killian pulled his fingers out and sucked them clean. "Does someone like it when I get rough?"
"So far." She sucked in a quick breath when he spun her to face the counter. "What are you going to do?" Her mouth had gone dry and she could already feel herself getting wetter just standing here.
"What if I spanked you right here?" He growled and rubbed a hand over her bare ass.
"The counter won't feel good." She turned to look at him and bit her lip.
"I'll push you up onto your toes so you can't stand and fuck you right here." He bent down and gave her a long slow lick. "You do like a little rough."
"Do I need to misbehave for that spanking?" She threw back at him.
She turned and kissed him, sucking on his lower lip before releasing it and flicking her tongue along his. He leaned his weight onto his hands to cage her against the counter. She slipped her hand into his jeans and stroked him. She tightened her grip and he groaned in her mouth. Before she removed her hand, she swiped her thumb over the head of his cock to gather the precum and brought it to her mouth.
Killian bit his lip and pulled her over to his couch. He bent her over his knee and gripped her hip as he looked down at her. Emma bit the thumb she'd just been sucking on as she eyed her new position so close to his tented jeans. "Next time. If I feel your mouth right now, I'll come before I see this arse nice and pink for me."
He gave her three quick swats that made her gasp in surprise, but the sting faded into pleasure as he smoothed his hand over the spot. He did the same thing on the other cheek drawing another surprised moan. She really didn't expect to feel him bite high on her thigh and she squeaked in surprise.
"It won't leave a mark." Killian smirked at her. "I told you that arse looked biteable."
"You have an obsession with my ass." She arched an eyebrow at him.
"It's a nice arse." He carefully traced the cleft with a featherlight touch. "I can't believe you let me touch it first."
"I haven't trusted anyone to make it good." She admitted.
His blue eyes lit up. "I promise I can make it good." He gave her ass another quick smack. "Come here, love." His voice lowered into something dark and sinful.
Emma slid off his lap and straddled his hips. She rolled her hips into his, watching the heat in his eyes grow with his cock. She turned the roll into a body wave as she rode his lap. He gripped her thighs as she pulled his shirt over her head.
"Fuck." He whispered when she started touching herself. Her hands cupped her own breasts before sliding down to where she could roll her hand over his cock
She could feel him starting to tremble beneath her and it urged her on. Pulling his hands from her thighs, she sucked his thumb, swirling her tongue around it like she wanted to do to his cock. When she released his thumb, she placed his hand behind his head and did the same thing with his other hand.
Killian bucked his hips. "Touch yourself, Swan. Wanna see you come like this." She smirked and he did his best to grind his hips into hers. "I'll be a good boy and keep my hands here if I can please watch you come."
Emma rose on her knees and tugged his jeans down. She leaned back to place her hands on his knees and rocked her clit against his cock. Killian gasped and growled her name. Emma sat back up and grabbed his face as she kissed him. She came when he pressed his hips up into hers. The position pressed his cock against her clit and sent aftershocks through her.
Killian gave her ass a hard slap that had her breaking the kiss as another orgasm started before the first one ended. He grabbed her ass hard with both hands and dragged her closer. "Fucking yourself against my cock? So bloody hot, Swan."
"So close, Killian." She whined. "Need…"
His hand held her neck and tilted her chin with his thumb. "Come, Emma. Come for me. I'm going to come all over you. Would you like that, love? I want to see my come on those gorgeous tits of yours."
Emma's nod was hindered by his hand. He started to move his hand and she wrapped her hand around his wrist to hold him in place. She could trust him enough to push forward against his hand and kiss him. His other hand slid between them and rubbed hard, quick circles over her clit. As soon as she came, he flipped them so he was hovering over her.
He slid his hand over her throat gently before palming her breasts. "Come on, baby." She leaned up and wrapped her hand around him. "I want you to come all over me."
Killian was panting and spent when he leaned down and kissed her. "Did you call me Baby?" His wide, happy smile sent her heart racing. "If we order UberEats, what are the chances of you joining me for a shower?"
"You're on." She grinned at him.