Queens ch.31

Outside, on the patio, Gabrielle turned on the pool lights. "We need to be quiet." The pool illuminated with a warm, golden light, and somew

Outside, on the patio, Gabrielle turned on the pool lights. "We need to be quiet."

The pool illuminated with a warm, golden light, and somewhere in the distance, the faint hum of a boat engine pierced through the shifting breeze.

Harry slid up behind Gabrielle, wrapping his arms around her waist, nuzzling into her ear and slowly kissing along her neck. Her clean, summery scent filled his nostrils, and her hair brushed against his nose and cheeks. "Are you sure taking a dip in the water is a good idea?" he whispered into her ear.

Gabrielle let out a soft moan and exposed her neck to him, pulling down her scarf, lifting her thin robe, and then letting it drop to her feet. "Darling, skinny-dipping is always a good idea. You swam with Emma. Can't you spare ten minutes for the love of your life?" She turned to him and tugged at his shorts. "Strip for me, slave." She giggled and pressed herself against him. Her firm nipples trailed across his stomach, igniting a fire of goosebumps on his chest.

Moonlight reflected off Gabrielle's honeyed skin, casting moonlit hues of silver onto her naked body. Her bright hair cascaded freely over her shoulders, and her blue eyes haunted him from beneath the shadowed veil.

Harry peeled off his shirt and slid off his shorts, standing before her naked, his cock already half-hard.

Gabrielle approached him and wrapped her delicate hand around his shaft. "How hard were you with Daphne today?" She leaned forward, pressing her pert breasts against his stomach. She peppered his chest with kisses and caressed his cock, rotating it between open fingers.

"You're about to find out." His cock thickened in her hand, and she chuckled, looking up at him, her eyes gleaming in the moonlight.

"Did Fleur get you hard?" She smiled at him, teasingly, as she stroked his cock, squeezing cum from his swollen tip.

"Really? You're asking me that? What do you think?" He leaned in, finding her neck, licking and kissing it all the way to her ear. He breathed in her scent, lavender and something else, light and sweet, that he couldn't quite place. His cock thickened in her hand, and his breath grew heavy with desire.

Gabrielle looked at him, her beauty unmatched. "Looks like someone needs to get fucked."

"Yes." He slipped her earlobe between his lips and sucked, kissing along the way.

"So, you'll have to catch me first." She chuckled, let go of his cock, and darted across the deck, before diving into the pool with a wild splash. A few seconds later, she resurfaced at the other end of the pool, her hair and naked body glistening under the pool's alien glow. "The water feels amazing," she practically shouted. "Come in."

"Shh..." he whispered loud enough for her to hear. "You'll wake the whole house."

Gabrielle rolled her eyes. "Don't be such a child. Come here and fuck me."

Unlike Gabrielle, Harry entered the pool and swam towards her. She recoiled with a wild splash, dove underwater, and eluded him before surfacing against the wall. "You have to earn it." Again, she was loud enough to wake the dead.

"Are you crazy?" he asked. "What if Bob comes down?"

She laughed. "Bob and Daphne are on the other side of the house. Same with Amber and the golden boy. They can't hear us."

A movement appeared behind the pool's curtain, and he turned to look her in the eyes. "It's Fleur's room."

Gabrielle smiled. "Exactly." She lowered her voice. "Come here, darling. This time, I won't run away."

He swam to her, and Gabrielle leaned against the wall, reaching out her arms on either side. Her firm breasts bobbed on the surface, and her long hair clung to her shoulders and chest. Her blue eyes smoldered, and she licked her lips, staring at him with desire.

"You want her to watch, don't you?" He rose between her legs, and she embraced him tightly, pulling him closer.
"I want her to see my face when you enter me." She wrapped one arm around his neck and reached down, encircling his stiff cock with her hand. Her smile widened, and her eyes sparkled. "You're still hard as a rock." She pulled him closer and bit his lower lip, then let go and giggled. "Fleur watched as you fingered Daphne today."

His stomach churned, and he grabbed Gabrielle's ass, squeezing her firm cheeks. "Did she enjoy it?"

Gabrielle slid his shaft across her slick lips and pushed his cock inside. Her face contorted with pleasure, and she moaned. She clenched her ankles around his waist and pulled him deeper. "Hissed, moaning into his ear.

Adrenaline surged through his legs, and Gabrielle's warm, tight pussy enveloped his cock with a silky smoothness. He gripped her ass and pulled her down onto his cock, burying himself completely inside her. He throbbed deep within her as a primal need to pump overtook him. "Darling, you're so damn tight."

Gabrielle clenched her pussy, gripping him, rocking her hips, and the water swirled around them. She ran her fingers through his wet hair and kissed him, finding his tongue with hers, and moaning softly. "When Fleur—" She gasped and moaned, digging her heels into his ass as he split her in two. "I swear to God, you have the biggest cock on earth." Her words came out breathless and rushed. "I feel you getting even harder inside me."

He thrust forward, entering and withdrawing, fucking Gabrielle deep and slow. They kissed again, opening their mouths wide and exploring them with flickering tongues and slick lips. Fucking her never got old and never would. Every inch of her pussy coiled and wrapped around his massive cock, tightening and squeezing as he plunged deeper, thrusting harder with each penetrating pump.

The water swirled around them, gentle waves lapping at the pool's edge.

Gabrielle broke the kiss and pulled herself up his body like at the gym, wrapping both arms around his neck. She pressed against his ear, slipping her tongue inside, while her warm breath sent a sharp wave of pleasure down his spine.

"She's watching us," Gabrielle whispered, then began bouncing up and down on his cock, fucking him hard and fast, gasping and moaning, her face awash with pleasure. "Enter me," she said loud enough for Fleur to hear through the cracked window.

Fleur's window was behind his back, and he couldn't see her, but he could feel her hungry gaze on him. He pounded Fleur's younger sister harder and faster, grunting and moaning, while Gabrielle's firm tits bounced against his chest. "I'm close," he said, his voice hoarse with desire. Gabrielle pressed her body to his and writhed, arching her hips, moaning into his ear. "I'm coming all over your cock." Her pussy spasmed, and her body trembled as she dug her fingers into his back.

Harry thrust deep and froze. His head exploded, and orgasm washed over him. He erupted inside her, flooding her womb with his seed, spurting again and again. "Gabrielle, baby, fuck...."

Her breath flowed over his neck, and she milked his cock, riding him deep, kissing his neck, face, and lips. "I feel you cumming inside me," she whispered, running her fingers through his hair.

He emptied himself into her until his cock went still, and his legs wobbled beneath him. After enduring Fleur and Daphne's teasing, he unloaded on their younger sister.

His cock stilled, and he stood in the pool with Gabrielle pressed against the wall, his cock buried deep inside her. They struggled to catch their breath, kissing and touching, their hands and mouths wandering wherever they pleased.

"She's gone now," Gabrielle whispered. "But if this doesn't drive her crazy, nothing will."
"What do you mean?"

"Our trio is... competitive?" She furrowed her brow, playing with his hair at the nape of his neck and rubbing his butt and tendons with warm feet. "That's not exactly the word I'm looking for, but I'm not sure how else to describe it. When we were little and one of us got something nice, like a new phone or a pair of shoes, the other two wouldn't stop until they got it too. It drove our parents crazy."

"In this scenario, am I the new, shiny phone?" he asked.

Gabrielle chuckled and kissed him softly on the lips. "You're something more. You're my person, but in short, yes, you are."

"What I did with Daphne at the pool...."

"I drove Fleur crazy," Gabrielle said. "I started everything by choosing you first. It killed Fleur because I think she loved you even longer than I did."

"Love? That's strong, don't you think?"

Gabrielle shook her head. "I know my family. I see what they have in their eyes. Harry, she loves you, even if she doesn't want to admit it."

"What should I do?" he asked. "Tomorrow morning, go to her and make your move. Be aggressive. She loves it."

"You're telling me how to handle your sister?"

"I want her to be happy." She looked him in the eyes with a serious expression. "But don't do it if you think you can't love her the way you love me and Tracey."

"Doesn't that bother you?"

"No," she said. "It would make me happy."

"Okay." He kissed her gently. "I'll do it."

Sunlight streamed through the closed blinds. The clock by the bed read 7:06, and Gabrielle's warm, very naked body curled against Harry's. She wrapped a leg around his waist, her creamy inner thigh resting comfortably on his painfully hard cock. Gabrielle's light hair spilled across his chest and stomach as she nestled her head high on his shoulder. Her breaths were short, shallow, and delicate.

Harry slid his hand down her back and squeezed her tight ass, his morning wood twitching against her thigh. Desire surged through his consciousness as he leaned in to kiss the top of her head. Her light lavender scent made his head spin, and he kissed her again, ready for a morning romp.

Gabrielle traced her fingertips over his stomach and moved her leg, freeing his cock. "It's too early for play," she said sleepily.

Harry didn't sigh, but he wanted to. She was too damn hot for his own good. Even after their nighttime antics in the pool, he needed more. "Go back to sleep," he said.

Gabrielle lifted her head from his shoulder and squinted sleepy eyes. "I know you're horny. Go to Fleur. She'll take care of you."

"I can't barge into her bedroom."

"Yes, you can," she said. "Trust me. She wants you and likes to play in the morning just like you do." Gabrielle rolled onto her side, taking her beautiful body with her. "And now go away and let me sleep." She let out a sleepy sigh and pulled the covers up to her shoulders. "I love you, darling. Have fun."

Although Gabrielle, Tracey, and he had crossed the boundary of the triangle some time ago, it was more than strange that his girlfriend pushed him out of bed to go with her sister. But his life had become a constant series of weird, life-changing events, all at the urging of his grandfather. Arcturus Donovan was some kind of sexual savant, and the next time he saw him, he'd be pressing him on how he acquired such a strange and wonderful power. For some reason, Gabrielle and her sister and cousin wanted to share. Who was he to complain? He slid out of bed and found his shorts. Storming into Fleur's room with a rock-hard cock, swaying like a dowsing rod, might scare her more than excite her. He put on his shorts and quietly left the bedroom, skillfully closing the door behind him.

Fleur's room was a door below. The house was completely quiet, except for the distant hum of water flowing through the internal pipes, probably from the shower.