Page 117 of The Never List
“Good,” I say, rocking into his hand as I reach out and grip the Pierce in front of me. “I want you to feel it. I want you to feel me. All of me.”
He shudders behind me, and the Pierce in front of me lightly bites one of my nipples, causing me to rock harder against the hand between my thighs. It’s a maelstrom of pleasure, building and swirling until I’m sure I’ll combust.
“You want me to fuck you, darling,” he says, and I honestly can’t tell which one is speaking at this point. I’m buzzing, soaring, begging to be shoved over the edge to fly.“I can feel how badly you need it.”
“Yes,” I groan as he withdraws his fingers, settling on teasing me with too-light brushes. The one in front of me joins the fun, following the fingers with his tongue—all too light, all too slow.
“Please,” I beg, sighing at each new tease. The darkness really adds an entirely new element to this, layered on top of feeling him in so many different places at once. “Pierce,please.”
“I’ll give it to you,” he says, removing his hand from between my thighs to grip my hips. He presses his hard length against my ass, and I shiver. “But you have to tell me which one of us isreal.”
“What?” I gasp.
He rocks behind me, bending at the knees to slide his shaft between my thighs, rubbing along my entrance once before pulling it away. The Pierce in front of me does the same; they both feel hard, thick, and hot against my aching flesh.
“Oh,goddess,” I moan, rocking my hips in an attempt to get either one of them inside me. Hot, searing tension builds in my core as they stay just out of my reach.
“Am I the real one?” he asks from the front, flicking his tongue over my nipple again.
“Or is it me?” the exact same voice asks from behind me, planting kisses down my neck.
Pierce’s power is rampant inside me, like he’s taken off all his shields. His energy consumes me as it pulses, spinning this fantasy.
“If I answer wrong?” I ask, barely able to form a full sentence.
“You’ll only get my mouth,” the two Pierces answer together.
Damn him. I’d hoped that only one would answer.
“That doesn’t sound too bad,” I say, but my voice is tense. I reach out with my senses, focusing on each gentle touch, each lick, each sigh I hear from them both.
An impossible test, but a test all the same.
Everything since the Choosing has been a test, but this one feels deeper, more personal. This is Pierce’s own way of deciding if I’m worth his token, his support, his choice, just like Kal’s with the way I treated his people or Axl’s with the trapped creature in the sea.
Those tests were easier than this. Pierce is a master at manipulating minds, and I’m the fool who let him all the way in.
“Clock is ticking, darling,” he says, dragging his teeth along the seam of my neck.
I glide my hands over the Pierce in front of me, touching his shoulders, down his arms, and back up again. He feels so damn real. Itcouldbe him, but there is a slight warmth beneath my fingers, almost like a candle, that feels…other.
And I can’t explain it, but there is something inside me, something deep and aching, that keeps following a connection behind me, like a band of that emerald energy of his, begging me to turn around.
Is that Pierce’s power playing a trick on me? Trying to trip me up? Or is it the connection we’ve shared since the night of the Choosing?
I reach behind me, timidly trailing my fingers over his face, skimming the line of his jaw, his neck, and back up to his cheeks. This touch feels more powerful, more real. And thatcould very well be because Pierce wants it to feel that way, but I can’t shake my instincts, so I follow them and turn.
I still can’t see anything, thanks to the magical blindfold, so I cup his face in my hands, using touch to navigate my way to his lips. Sparks burst beneath my skin as I kiss him, and I know this has to be real.
“You,” I say against his mouth. “You’re the real Pierce.”
“Are you certain?” the Pierce behind me asks, and I nod against the one I’m kissing.
“Absolutely,” I say, my heart racing.
The touch behind me disappears, and Pierce lifts the blindfold from my eyes. I blink a few times, my heart in my throat.
Pierce is looking down at me like he’s seeing me clearly for the first time.
