Polyamory - Baia Bound: Extended Ending
A few hours later Dimitri got up and placed a few logs on the fire, his movements stealth-like even in his drowsy state. He could last the night without relighting it, but knew Rose and Adrian weren't as accustomed to the frigid temperatures this early in the year. He quietly poked at the fire, rearranging the embers and logs when a small moan drifted from the bed, his cue to go back. Rose's brow was scrunched and her arms were wrapped around herself. Dimitri grabbed an extra blanket and laid it across them before settling back into bed beside them.
A glowing warmth from the fireplace radiated across Adrian's back. He was so tired before he hadn't even noticed it was lit. But that warmth was nothing compared to his chest and arms that were wrapped tightly against two sleeping forms. His eyes peeled open, craving a glimpse at the two Dhampir. Relief washed over him at the sight of red flecks in Dimitri's dark hair, more pronounced from the glowing flames, and the small patch of freckles dotted along Rose's nose. Those small details were only palpable in real life and he knew this wasn't another elaborate dream.
He wasn't sure how long he laid there admiring them. Watching the shadows dance across their faces, contouring their already gorgeous features. Beautiful things always appealed to Adrian—in a way, he collected them. Rare artifacts from the Ivashkov family collection, stolen kisses from a wealthy widow, cerulean paint such a deep blue he could recreate the turbulent ocean during a lightning storm. It was admittedly one of the first things that drew him to Rose. But there was even greater beauty in her darkness. Something that connected them and bonded them in a way that was deeper than a shared allure.
When she was encased in that darkness, hooded by the blanket of the night, Adrian wanted nothing more than to sink deeper into that cloak with her. The weight of things around him grew heavier the more he tried to ignore them, but somehow sharing her darkness with him was a different kind of weight pressing down. A comfort rather than a solicitude. He lifted his arm and ran his hand along her dark curves. He leaned forward into her hair and inhaled deeply, absorbing her worries and using them to cover his own. As his hand glided along her hip and down her thigh Rose shifted a little, her shoulder rolling back and her head tilting to the side. Adrian changed direction, his hand making its way up under her shirt and along her waist. His skin was always the slightest bit cooler than theirs, the light briskness causing Rose to shiver. He dipped his lips towards her neck, hoping his warm breath would chase the chill away.
The more time his hand spent against her skin, the more her warmth melted into it. He ran his fingertips along her belly, a small hum encouraging him to drift lower. He paused at the brim of her shorts, lifting his mouth up to nip her ear. Her teeth mimicked his maneuver as they clamped down on her bottom lip. When he still didn't move his hand any lower, she grew impatient and latched onto his wrist and flattened his palm against her skin. Adrian smiled against her ear and slipped his hand into her shorts, deftly moving her panties aside. Her lips parted, letting out the smallest breath as her hips rolled against him. He held in a groan as her ass roughly rubbed the front of his pants. Adrian's fingers began moving in small circles, teasing her sensitive bud and winding the coil in her lower abdomen.
Rose loosened her grip on his wrist and he hadn't realized how tightly she'd been holding on to him until her fingers peeled away one by one. She moved her arm in front of her and rubbed her palm along the front of Dimitri's track pants. Adrian watched Dimitri as he continued to silently pleasure Rose beneath him. The Guardian's brows scrunched as she put a little more pressure on him, but when she lifted her hand again and slipped it inside his pants, Dimitri's eyes shot open. Rose curled her fingers around him and slowly moved them up and down. The Moroi observed as Dimitri's expression went from drowsy to confused, to enraptured. Rose's lips were parted, her cheeks flushed and her breaths the slightest bit labored—like when she came home from a light jog. His eyes trailed down from her lips to Adrian's hand in her panties. His Adam's apple dipped with a deep swallow as realization dawned.
Adrian could see the outline of Rose's hand moving up and down within his track pants, both men taking on a voyeuristic persona. Dimitri's eyelashes fluttered as Rose's wrist turned and Adrian suddenly grew greedy. He reached his arm out of her shorts and yanked down Dimitri's pants. The sight of his member growing harder by the second with each pump Rose gave him had Adrian's pants so tight they were becoming uncomfortable. He ran the wetness from his fingers along the tip of Dimitri's cock, causing the Dhampir's mouth to gape. The amorous look on Dimitri's face spurred Adrian on. He sunk his fingers inside Rose, the unexpected sensation making her bite down on Dimitri's shoulder. After a few moments, he moved his fingers back to Dimitri and slid them up and down his rock-hard shaft.
Rose removed her hand and Adrian took the opportunity to slide his all the way to the base as she reached behind her and pulled Adrian's swollen cock out of his pants. She slid her shorts down and rubbed her bare ass against him again. It was a miracle he still didn't make a sound, his teeth clenching together so hard he was sure they'd break.
When Rose's hand returned to Dimitri, Adrian reached for his own and pressed it against Rose's warm, inviting entrance. He pushed forward, achingly slow, careful not to rock the bed. Adrian gripped her hip and his entire body began to tremble as he slowly pulled out and pushed back in. Rose's hand twisted around Dimitri again and he pulled her chin up to press his lips against hers, muffling any sounds either of them were tempted to make. All of their movements were slow and gentle, but somehow felt wild and full of intensity. There was so much pressure building between them, that even the smallest touch would send the other into a tailspin.
Dimitri suddenly felt like he was in grade school again, experiencing things he hadn't felt in years. Being in his old room fooling around with a girl this way elicited those former feelings of innocence and excitement, something he didn't think he'd ever be able to replicate again. It was exhilarating and entrancing.
He opened his eyes, wanting to capture the moment, and briefly caught Adrian's gaze. After their earlier conversation, somehow this meant more than it had in the past. It was a way they could all be together in more ways than just sexually. When one day they all decided to take it to a new level, it would make those moments feel that much more special and make Dimitri feel a part of it.
Adrian wasn't sure how much longer he could last. Watching Rose send waves of pleasure through Dimitri combined with the unbelievable feeling of being inside her was causing his body and mind to build to a new high he'd never felt. There were moments where Dimitri's look would shift from amorous to loving, and it somehow turned Adrian on even more. He lifted Rose's hips off the bed so he could move deeper and faster without making more noise. He could feel her tightening around him and he knew she was close as well. She looked up to kiss Dimitri again, but when her lips began doing more panting than kissing Dimitri slipped his hand between them to circle his fingers around her clit. Rose gripped him tighter and buried her face into his neck. Dimitri closed his eyes again, letting himself feel everything. His cock throbbing under Rose's strong, sensual grip, her warm slit under the mercy of his fingertips, Adrian's wet shaft barely brushing against his knuckles as he moved in and out of her. It was all too much and not enough.
Rose was the first to let go. Her body shook against the two men silently and roughly giving in to everything they were giving her. Seeing her come undone so freely had Dimitri shooting his hand to cover hers with his own, trying to make the least mess possible as he folded into her and pulsated wildly into their hands. Adrian wrapped his arms around Rose, pulling her tightly against him as her walls caved in around him. His eyes squeezed shut as he pressed his cheek into her back, resisting his body's urge to scream into her thick hair. The three of them rode their orgasms out, individually and together. Every once in a while someone's body would shudder or twitch as they each began regaining normalcy back into themselves. Rose's heart was hammering against both the men's bodies as they all pressed tightly against each other. They laid there still for a moment, letting their breathing and heart rates settle until Dimitri got up to retrieve a washcloth.
When he returned and they were all nestled again, still no one spoke. They exchanged small, soft kisses and gentle touches, gazing at each other sweetly and almost dazed. At this point they weren't just trying to keep quiet anymore, they truly had no words to explain what their bodies were feeling; especially Dimitri and Rose who were still half asleep. If not for the light buzzing still tingling through the tips of their limbs, they could almost believe they'd been trapped in one of Adrian's dreams.
Adrian looked around them, admiring the kaleidoscope of colors hovering above the two Dhampir. This was the perfect time to see, when all was well and each of them were too preoccupied with bliss to let anything intrude on their purest form of aura. If he had the strength, Adrian could stare at those prismatic ambiences all night—but within moments, he was drifting back to sleep, curled up again beside Rose and under Dimitri's arm, wrapped in a blanket of bliss and light instead of the dark.
