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  "Is that true?" Melony asked.

  Zola couldn't deny it even if she tried. "Yes."

  "When did this happen?"

  From the moment they met. Zola ran her fingers through her hair.

  "Was it before or after I asked you what we were?"

  Zola flinched. "I felt something for you then, but I was afraid to act on it."

  Melony got off the bed. "Afraid to act on it? You have got to be kidding me." She began to pace.

  Zola moved to the edge of the bed. She wanted to reach out but wasn't sure if her touch was wanted. Itsumi moved next to her before she slowly got off the bed and started for to the door.

  "Where in the hell do you think you're going?" Melony asked, stopping her pacing to question Itsumi.

  Itsumi turned to look at Melony. "I figured you two wanted to talk it out."

  "And why the hell would you need to leave?" Melony waved her hand. "Never mind, don't answer that. Sit down, you're a part of this too."

  Itsumi came to sit back down. They sat on the bed watching Melony pace the floor. It felt like when Zola was a child, and her mother would sit her down to give her a long lecture on what she’d done wrong. She looked over to Itsumi, and she was also watching Melony pace, a worried look on her face. Zola felt a little better that she wouldn't be going through it alone. If she got yelled at, so would Itsumi.

  Melony stopped pacing and turned to them, her face determined. "So, let me get this straight. You both like me, and you're okay with each other, but a mermaid you don't know isn't okay?"

  "Yes," Itsumi said.

  Melony turned to Zola, waiting on the answer.

  "Yes and no."

  "Ugh, I'm beginning to hate yes and no questions. They are supposed to be simple, but somehow you guys make it complicated." She sighed, hand pressed to her forehead. "Please tell me how it's a yes and no."

  Itsumi laughed, and Zola glared at her.

  "Don't get mad at me because you don't explain things well," Itsumi said with a laugh.

  Zola hadn't forgotten the glitter for brains comment Itsumi had made. She would get her back for it at a later time. Right now, she needed to figure out how to explain this to Melony. "Most magical creatures aren't monogamous. We do choose who we want to be with. We can choose a certain amount of people—or who—and form that relationship."

  "So, what you're saying is: you can be with whoever you want, but I'm limited to who you want in my bed?"

  Zola heard the anger in the question and knew she’d messed up the answer.

  "What sugar tits over here means is that we want to be with you, and we are okay with each other. If you choose to be with the mermaid, that is your call, but it makes us both jealous. Mainly because we haven't met her, and I have no idea if we can trust her. You aren't limited to us, and we aren't limited to you, but I'm pretty sure there won't be others, at least not for me." Itsumi blushed at the end.

  Zola would have thought it was cute if it wasn't for the sugar tits comment. "You aren't bound to only be with us, and we aren't bound to only be with you. It's just frustrating knowing someone else may touch you."

  Melony chewed her lower lip as she stared at them. Zola would give anything to know what she was thinking then. Most humans were monogamous, so everything they were saying may seem crazy to Melony. Zola wouldn't mind being monogamous with Melony. She glanced over to Itsumi. She did find the fox interesting, even if she was rude with the name calling.

  "What if I want us to be somewhat monogamous?"

  "What do you mean?" Itsumi asked.

  Melony started to pace again. This time, Zola did reach out, pulling her to them and onto the bed. Melony fidgeted with her hands. "I mean, we are together. If there is someone you wanted added, then we talk about it first and make sure we are all okay with it. I don't want to force either one of you to like someone simply because I like them."

  Zola liked that. She looked over to Itsumi, and she too seemed okay with that. "Okay."

  Melony sighed in relief.

  "This mermaid…" Itsumi said.

  Melony laughed and shook her head. "I don't think it's like that. Trinity didn't seem interested in me, and I wasn't interested in her. Well, besides being fascinated with her colorful tail." Melony shrugged.

  "So, we won't be adding a fish to this?" Itsumi asked, waving her arms around them.

  Melony shook her head. "No.”

  "Good," Itsumi said before pulling Melony to her and kissing her.

  The way Melony moaned and moved to get closer to Itsumi was alluring. Zola enjoyed the view until Itsumi pulled back, both of them breathless.

  Chapter Seventeen

  Melony

  Melony was breathless. Damn, could Itsumi kiss. With no time to recover, she was pulled to Zola, and she went willingly. She couldn't believe she was in a relationship with two women. If anyone had asked her about her future, she wouldn't have been able to predict any of this. Not in her wildest dreams. Zola kissed her, taking every piece of her, and Melony melted against her, surrendering everything and wanting it all in return.

  Hands moved to her hips, then fingers danced across her lower back, skimming up her skin slowly, making goosebumps rise in the wake of her touch. Melony moaned, but Zola swallowed it down, not letting the sound escape. So much touch; so many sensations. A tug on her shirt had Zola pulling back from the kiss. Her shirt went over her head, and before Melony could say anything, her lips were once again captured in a blissful kiss.

  A hot mouth on her neck made her shiver with pleasure.

  "You're so beautiful," Itsumi whispered in her ear.

  Melony pulled back from the kiss with Zola, and Itsumi eagerly took over and started to kiss her again. More hands touched her; hands she knew. She moaned, and Zola's hands in her pants began touching her wet pussy. She moved her hips, rubbing against Zola's hands, needing and wanting the friction.

  Itsumi pulled back from their heated kiss. Melony opened her eyes, and the heat she saw in Itsumi’s eyes reflected her own desire. She moved her hand, running her fingers through Itsumi’s soft black hair. She wanted Itsumi’s lips back on her. They were slightly plumper from the way they were kissing.

  Itsumi licked her lips, and Melony’s grip tightened in her hair before pulling her back down for more kissing. Zola tugged on her pants, and Melony—not wanting to break contact with Itsumi—lifted her hips for Zola. Zola had her pants and panties off within seconds. Air brushed against her. Melony shivered and spread her legs for Zola to fit between. She wanted to watch, but she didn't want to part from Itsumi’s sweet lips.

  The first hot lick against her folds had her moaning and pulling back from Itsumi. Her head thrown back, she moaned out her pleasure. Zola's tongue and fingers were driving Melony insane. She had missed the connection to another person, but more than anything, she had missed this intimacy with Zola. The first time had been explosive, and this time, Melony felt she was going to come when they had only just begun.

  Hot lips moved on her neck, and Melony instinctively moved her head to the side, giving more access. Two mouths on her at once. Her eyes closed, unable to look at them for fear she would come right then and there. She teetered on the edge, never wanting the moment to end. Itsumi’s mouth moved from her neck, traveling down until she stopped at Melony's breast.

  Melony sucked in a breath when Itsumi’s tongue flicked against her nipple. "Please," she moaned out.

  Itsumi laughed, but Melony didn't see what was funny.

  "Please what?" Itsumi asked.

  Melony opened her eyes, looking into the dark abyss that was Itsumi's eyes. Melony licked her lips, unable to form words. Zola didn't stop taking all of Melony focus. She felt a finger slide into her, and once again, she was pushed almost over the edge, so close to climax. She panted, and Itsumi’s hands cupped her face, bringing her back to look at her.

  "If you don't say, how am I supposed to know what you want," Itsumi said seductively.

  Melony blinked. "I want yo
ur mouth on me, and I want to touch you too."

  Itsumi smiled at her. They kissed, and Melony swore she was in her own personal heaven. Itsumi moved back from the kiss, and she moved back to Melony's plump breast. She swirled her tongue around her nipple before playfully biting it.

  Melony groaned from the sweet pain that rocked her to her core. Itsumi did it again, and this time, Zola pressed firmly against Melony's clit with her tongue. Melony couldn't hold it in any longer, and she cried out as she came. Her hips moved, seeking more friction on her clit, and her legs tightened around Zola’s head. Her hand clutched tightly in Itsumi’s hair, pressing her face closer to her, and her moans were loud and rang out desperate and clear in the otherwise quiet room.

  She shook on the bed from her climax as pleasure warmed her lower half. Zola and Itsumi pulled back, and Melony opened her eyes, trying to catch her breath, her body still shaking from the force of the orgasm.

  "Don't think we're done yet," Itsumi said.

  Zola’s face was wet with her juices, and Melony sat up. She reached out for Zola, tasting herself on her tongue, and she moaned as she kissed Zola. Melony pulled back from the kiss. How had she lived her life without this?

  She smiled at Zola before turning to look at Itsumi. "Why are you still dressed?"

  Itsumi was undressed in a flash, her black clothing going every which way.

  Melony held back her laugh. "Someone is excited," she said.

  Itsumi shrugged, crouching down as if a tiger ready to pounce.

  Did foxes do that as well?

  Melony opened her mouth to ask when Itsumi did, in fact, jump and tackle her and Zola down to the bed. That time Melony did laugh. "What wa—"

  Itsumi kissed her, taking over her mouth and drowning out the words that she was going to say. Tongues clashed and hands groped everywhere, and Melony found herself on top of Itsumi. She pulled back with a smirk on her face. She looked down Itsumi’s body, admiring all of the creamy skin on display. Stark pink nipples that begged to be pinched and played with, and a well-toned stomach. Melony traced the faint outline of Itsumi’s abs with her finger. She moved farther back until she was between her legs. Her mouth salivated at the thought of tasting Itsumi.

  She lowered herself until she was mere inches from Itsumi, and she looked up to see Itsumi's eyes solely focused on her. Itsumi spread her legs wider, and Melony focused back on her prize. She pressed her tongue against the small nub.

  The noise Itsumi made only spurred her on. Licking and sucking on Itsumi’s clit, she lost track of how long she’d stayed between Itsumi’s legs. Losing herself in her desire, Itsumi’s juices coated her tongue. She continued to lick and play with Itsumi, Itsumi moaning out her name. It was music to her ears.

  Air blew against Melony’s ear. "Do you plan to continue torturing the fox?"

  Melony moaned as Zola's fingers entered her. She lost what she was doing, pulling back a little to moan louder as Zola thrust her fingers in and out.

  "Don't stop," Zola said.

  Melony moaned again as Zola continued to play with her pussy. She’d just come, and she was still riddled with pleasure from her climax. She clenched around Zola’s slender fingers. She moved her head back down, missing hearing Itsumi’s noises. It was halfway between a purr and a moan, and it sounded beautiful when she said Melony's name. As if Melony was giving her everything she ever wanted.

  She looked up at Itsumi. Itsumi’s head was thrown back, neck muscles working as she continued to moan from the pleasure. Melony noticed Zola's other hand was on Itsumi, and she was playing with her nipple, pulling at it a lot harder than she had done to Melony. Itsumi seemed to love it based on the moans that escaped her, her pale skin flushed red from the pleasure. It was breathtaking, and Melony wanted to see more of it.

  "Oh fuck," Itsumi moaned out.

  Melony moaned along with her, redoubling her efforts. She knew Itsumi had to be close, and she wanted to taste her release, to feel her pussy clench around her tongue.

  Zola didn't let up on her fingering, and Melony feared she may come before Itsumi. A hand in her hair pressed her face closer to Itsumi, as if wanting her buried there. There were shouts and groans, and Melony’s tongue moved inside of Itsumi, chasing the pleasure she knew she was giving.

  Melony pulled back as Itsumi moaned and shook on the bed. She looked blissed out, legs spread, her slick pussy glistening from Melony’s saliva and her release. Melony licked her lips, tempted to do it all over again, to hear Itsumi again and to taste her once more.

  She hadn't forgotten Zola, and apparently, Zola hadn't forgotten her either, because the fingers that were leisurely moving inside of her became more forceful and prominent, thrusting inside of her until Melony was on her hands and knees, moaning and rocking back to meet her fingers.

  Her climax came barreling through her at a speed she hadn't expected. She shouted and came again, calling out Zola's and Itsumi’s names. Hands touched her soothingly as she fell to the bed. Trying to catch her breath, she sucked in lung fulls of air. Still tasting Itsumi on her tongue, it was as if she on a drug. A drug that was for pure pleasure. She turned her head to look at Zola sitting on the bed next to her, rubbing her hands down Melony's body, a smile on her face. As soon as she was able to feel her legs again, Melony planned to move and bring Zola to the same climax she had brought them to.

  "Get undressed now," Melony said.

  Zola quirked an eyebrow at her. "Is that an order?"

  Melony didn't hesitate. "It is. Now take the clothes off."

  Zola smiled and stripped out of her clothes, moving slowly and deliberately, as if she knew there was no rush. Melony wanted to yell at her to hurry up; she wanted to touch Zola all over, to feel her warm skin pressed against Melony’s once more. To go over her whole body, checking every inch of her and taking it all in, burning it into her memory forever. To never forget it. Zola was her first woman, and she was glad she would continue to be there.

  "Let's see the glittery bits," Itsumi said.

  Melony laughed. Itsumi had a thing for unicorn references it seemed.

  "Glittery bits? Really?" Melony turned to look at Itsumi.

  She had a huge smile on her face, but she was looking at Zola, waiting for her to finish getting undress. "Well, her freckles are like glitter. They sparkle."

  "They do not," Zola said. She stood under the light, and Melony wanted to point out that the colorful freckles on her body did, in fact, sparkle as if she had been dipped in glitter.

  "You kind of do," Melony said.

  Zola turned and Melony sucked in a breath at the beauty that was Zola. She was fully naked. Suddenly filled with energy, Melony reached out and grabbed Zola’s shoulder. She pulled her onto her bed with a strength that she knew she didn't possess. Zola probably helped her, but that didn't matter. Melony wanted her and wanted to touch her. It was as if her desire had already been set too high and now was dangerously over that.

  She kissed Zola without a care, rubbing her hands all over Zola’s body, feeling the strong muscles and smooth skin under her hands. They were a testament to how much Zola worked out and how strong she was. Melony liked it. Pulling back, she panted, eyes half-mast as she looked down at Zola’s chest. She dipped her head down, tracing the colorful freckles with her tongue.

  "They really do sparkle." She didn't give Zola time to respond. Sucking Zola's nipple into her mouth, she got a moan in response instead.

  Melony moved her hand down Zola's body until she rubbed Zola between her legs. Melony pulled back and brought her wet hand up to her mouth, licking Zola’s slick off her fingers.

  "Mmm," she moaned. Sucking in a finger, she tasted Zola. She made sure to keep eye contact with Zola, showing her how much she was enjoying the taste of her. Zola's pupils were so blown that only a sliver of green showed.

  "Oh, our witch is such a tease," Itsumi moaned against Zola’s throat. She knelt behind Zola, watching Melony as she continued to lap up all of the evidence of Zola from her fin
gers.

  Melony took her hand from her mouth to go back for more. At the last minute, she changed her mind, pushing against Zola's shoulder. She went back easily, Itsumi moving back out of the way. With her legs spread, Melony moved to taste Zola from the source. She pressed her lips against Zola, and her taste was even better there than from her fingers.

  Zola's hand pulled her head up from between her legs. Melony’s eyes traveled up Zola's body to see both Itsumi and Zola watching her with hungry eyes.

  "You look good like that," Itsumi growled.

  Melony shivered from the sound. Itsumi moved, and she was behind Melony. Zola moved closer to her, her hands still cupping Melony's face. They kissed, and Itsumi moved so her mouth joined. It was awkward and saliva ran down her face, but she never wanted the kiss to end. It was messy, but she got to kiss both of them at the same time.

  A hand slid down her body until it was rubbing between her legs. Melony didn't stop to think, moving her hands to touch both Itsumi and Zola. Both of them seemed to be focused on bringing her to climax again. She wouldn't orgasm alone.

  The kiss lost coordination after a few seconds as Melony tried to maneuver her arms and then her hands so that she touched them both. They both groaned in unison when Melony's hands went between their legs to touch their wet pussies. All three of them lay there, tongues and hips moving. An erotic dance that had all three of them moaning. Melony felt the orgasm as it built, and she shouted as she climaxed. Both Zola and Itsumi were next to her, moaning out her name as they came with her.

  With no control, they collapsed onto the bed, breathing heavy and spent. Melony closed her eyes, too tired to keep them open. She’d come three times in one night.

  It was fucking Christmas.

  "If you're going to sleep, at least get up here to the pillows," Zola said.

  Melony lifted her head, turning toward Zola. "Ugh, it's so far away," Melony complained.