Chapter 303: A Different First
Katherine gave Cassandra time to absorb the distinction. Only then did she look Martin over, and the seriousness in her expression softened into playful interest. "Alexandra claimed the first date, Elisebeth refused to release his sleeve, and now we’ve occupied both hands. My bad boy with a good soul has been busy without me."
Martin’s arm tensed between Katherine’s breasts, drawing a pleased smile from her.
Cassandra glanced at her. "You’ve called him that before?"
"It was the first thing I told Alex about him. I was right too." Katherine traced one finger along his forearm. "I’ve also discovered that calling him a good boy has a rather useful effect."
"Katherine, Cassandra doesn’t need a complete report on everything that flusters me."
"Of course she does. How else can she make an informed decision?" Katherine turned her attention to Cassandra. "What do you think? How should we punish our bad boy?"
Cassandra looked from Katherine to Martin before admitting, "I wouldn’t know where to start."
"Then follow my lead as far as you want," Katherine said. "Watch how he responds, and stop whenever you’re no longer comfortable."
The promised punishment sent heat through Martin, but the talk of sharing him brought back the fear he had been trying to ignore.
"Before this goes any further, I need to ask you both something."
Katherine’s teasing expression disappeared. Cassandra said nothing, though she stayed close beside him.
"If I keep trying this with Alex, are you both going to leave?" Martin asked. "I know how that sounds, but I need to hear the answer."
Cassandra’s eyes widened, and for a moment, she could only tighten her hand around his.
"No, Martin." Cassandra looked directly at him. "I made that mistake once. I left before you could choose because I thought it would hurt less. I won’t do it again."
Katherine leaned closer until her lips brushed his ear. "I’ve waited far too long to meet you in person. I’m not handing you over to my little sister simply because she got to you first."
Then, more quietly, she added, "You came here because Cassandra shouldn’t get to choose your answer for you. Don’t choose ours."
Relief loosened something in Martin’s chest, though it did not erase the uncertainty. Neither woman had accepted Alexandra’s plan. They had only refused to let fear make the decision for them, and for now, that was enough.
Martin realized how tightly he was holding Cassandra’s hand and eased his fingers, but she immediately tightened hers around him again.
Katherine looked past him to Cassandra. "You don’t have to help me."
Cassandra hesitated, then met Katherine’s eyes. "I know. I want to."
Katherine covered Martin’s right eye. After a moment’s hesitation, Cassandra covered his left with her free hand, leaving him in darkness while she continued holding his other hand.
"Do you want this?" Katherine murmured.
Darkness made the warmth of their bodies against his sides more noticeable. "Yes. I want this."
The cushions shifted as both women pressed nearer. Their breath warmed either side of his neck before Katherine kissed him just below his right ear. She lingered, closed her lips around the skin, and sucked slowly enough to send heat down Martin’s back.
Cassandra’s first kiss was so light that Martin barely felt it. Her mouth lingered against the other side of his neck, almost motionless, until Katherine whispered to her from his right.
"Press a little firmer."
Cassandra pressed her mouth fully against his skin. She caught it carefully between her teeth, released it almost at once, then drew the same spot between her lips.
Martin groaned, and Cassandra froze.
"Don’t stop," he said.
Her breath warmed the damp mark before her mouth returned. This time, she didn’t retreat after pressing her lips to him. She nipped him again, closed her mouth around the mark, and sucked until his fingers gripped the edge of the couch.
Katherine hummed against his other side. Her teeth grazed his neck before closing with enough pressure to make him tense. She held the bite for a moment, brushed her tongue over the trapped skin, then released him and soothed the spot with another kiss.
Cassandra began matching Katherine’s rhythm. Each time Martin reacted, she stayed a little longer. By her third kiss, she no longer paused for Katherine’s next instruction before letting her teeth catch his skin.
By the time both women lifted their mouths from his neck, Martin’s breathing had grown rough. The cooler air against the damp marks made him shiver as their hands slipped away from his eyes.
Cassandra looked across him for guidance, her cheeks flushed and her lips glistening. Katherine answered with a small nod, and Cassandra remained pressed to Martin’s side.
Katherine untangled herself from his arm and rose onto her knees, placing one knee on the cushion beside his thigh. "Tell me to stop if you don’t want this."
Martin’s pulse throbbed beneath the marks they had left. "I don’t want you to stop."
She swung one leg over his lap and settled astride him. Her hands rested on his shoulders while Cassandra stayed close beside them.
"Alexandra wanted everything to begin inside the game," Cassandra said.
"That was the original plan." Katherine’s fingers slipped into Martin’s hair. "Before their in-game date ended, Martin asked her for a real-world one."
Martin turned toward Cassandra as much as Katherine’s position allowed. "I did, and she said yes."
"She was very proud that you asked her properly," Katherine added.
Cassandra fell silent for several seconds. "I haven’t agreed to join a harem. I don’t even know what agreeing would mean for us after tonight."
"You don’t need to decide tonight," Martin said. "I won’t treat any of this as your answer."
"Then I’ll leave the question open." Her fingers laced more securely through his. "I may not know what I can accept, but I do know that I’m not giving you up."
Katherine held Cassandra’s gaze, then nodded. "That’s enough for tonight."
She shifted forward until the heat between her thighs settled over the hard bulge beneath Martin’s pants. His free hand closed around her hip.
"Alexandra will have your first real-world date," Katherine murmured. "I’ll claim a different first with you."
She rolled her hips once, rubbing herself slowly along the hard length of his cock through their clothes.
Martin’s breath caught.