Page 4 of Tweedles Reflection (The Crimes of Alice #4)

Blinking rapidly to clear the haze in my mind, I forced myself to focus on the two males before me.

Hatter sat at the top of the bed, his jacket discarded on a chair, the first few buttons of his shirt undone, his tie hanging loose around his neck as he leaned against the headboard, the sweet scent of some leaf burning between his fingers.

Cheshire lounged beside him, the top half of him bare to my hungry gaze.

His hand drew my attention down to the bed. “Mercury has been showing me all your lovely toys.” He lifted a bright pink silicone egg between two clawed fingers. “This one in particular, our mate has told me you deeply enjoy.”

My thighs pressed together tightly, rubbing together to release some of the pressure.

Cheshire’s hungry gaze swept over me before he snapped a command. “Undress.”

My fingers trembled as I pulled at the ties of my corset, my heart racing with anticipation. I was in such a hurry that I ended up knotting the laces up. I huffed a frustrated growl.

“Poor Alice.” Hatter slipped off the bed and sauntered over to me. “You’re so needy and...” He breathed in deeply, his hands finding my waist. “Dripping for us. Let me help you.”

“Yes,” I breathed.

Hatter turned me around, his fingers expertly untangling the knot.

He had undressed me so many times before, and yet it never stopped setting my skin on fire.

The corset fell to the ground, the shoulder of my dress pulling down with it.

Warm lips pressed to my shoulder, and his hot tongue traced my skin.

“Mercury,” Cheshire purred. “Don’t be greedy.”

“My apologies.” Hatter lifted his head, turning me around to face the bed. “Better?”

Cheshire’s eyes bore into mine, his fingers playing with the egg. “Much.”

Hatter brushed my hair over my shoulder, his mouth finding the curve of my neck once more.

My eyelids fluttered as I leaned into his touch.

A tingling path followed his hands as he drew my dress down my shoulders.

With a sharp tug, he pulled it over my breasts, baring them to Cheshire’s hungry gaze.

Large hands cupped my breasts, and my back arched, pressing into Hatter’s touch.

“Pinch her nipples.”

Hatter groaned at Cheshire’s command. I gasped, the sting of his fingers squeezing the tips of my breasts sending a zing of heat between my thighs. He pinched and rolled them, tugging them until I was panting his name.

“Do you want more, lovely?” Cheshire crooned from the bed.

“Yes, please.” My words came out in a high pitched whine.

“Merc, love, show me our girl’s pussy. I need to see how desperate she is for us.”

Hatter pulled on my nipples until my mouth fell open in a gasp, my thighs quaking. He gave me no time to breathe before he shoved my skirt down my hips.

“Spread your legs, Alice darling.” His long fingers pulled at the insides of my thighs, urging me to show them.

My feet skittered apart, cool air sweeping against my aching center.

“Spread her open, love.”

My breath hitched at the first touch of Hatter’s fingers. My hips bucked, swiveling to find some friction, any friction. A small whine escaped, making them chuckle.

“Look how desperate our girl is for us, Mercury,” Cheshire growled, prowling across the bed on his hands and knees. “Is she soaked? I bet she’s dripping down her thighs.”

The groan Hatter let out vibrated against my back as he dipped his fingers between my folds. They swiped down them, then a single finger pressed inside.

I grabbed at his wrist, baring down on his hand. “Please.”

Hatter’s finger dragged in and out of me, pressing against the top until my legs shook. “Is this for us, darling, or did Coby make you drip so?” he murmured, his breath brushing the side of my face.

Swallowing, I chewed on my lower lip and whimpered.

“Stop,” Cheshire commanded. “Bring her over here.”

Only the hope of more kept me from begging Hatter not to stop. He practically carried me across the room until we stopped at the edge of the bed. He lifted my leg, foot on the bed, spreading me open wider for Cheshire’s gaze.

Cheshire gave me a wolfish grin before all I could see was his pale purple hair between my thighs.

Except he didn’t touch me. He hovered, breathing against me, inhaling my scent until my hands reached for his head.

Hatter snatched my wrists up, locking my arms around his neck with a chuckle and cluck of his tongue. “No. No. No. You’re going to be a good girl and let our cat play.”

I whined, peering up at him with big eyes.

He simply laughed and cupped my chin, nipping at my lips. “Patience, dear Alice.”

A buzzing filled my ears before my mouth dropped open in a long moan. “Oh, Reaper. That’s... fu—”

“So that’s what this thing does,” Cheshire mused, pressing the pink egg against my clit harder. “I can see the appeal of the human world. If the fae knew about these, I don’t think they would ever come home.”

Hatter chuckled, watching my face with heavy lidded eyes. “Push the button again.”

I shook my head, knowing what he intended.

“Oh, this...”

A high pitched groan ripped out of me as the speed of the toy buzzed harder against me. Fingers prodded at my entrance, my insides squeezing around the two digits. My hips jerked as the pressure built and my eyes squeezed shut.

“Fuck,” Cheshire murmured. “You’re soaking my hand, pet. I wonder what happens when I...”

The intensity doubled, and I fell apart, hands ripping at Hatter’s silver locks. He held me while I crashed over the edge, my whole body shaking, my heart pounded so hard against my ribs I couldn’t breathe.

The toy pulled away from me, and a hot mouth took its place. My hips jerked, grinding against Cheshire’s face as he sucked and licked me clean. Hatter’s mouth covered mine, swallowing down my cries of pleasure.

Even though I’d just had a release, I was more desperate than ever. I needed one of them, both of them, inside of me right now.

“You need more, don’t you, darling?” Hatter murmured against my lips. “I can feel it.” He pressed his hand to my heart before cupping my breast, his thumb stroking my nipple.

I nodded dumbly, too overwhelmed to make coherent words.

“Cheshire, lay back,” Hatter said, taking control. “Give our girl something to do with her mouth.”

I whimpered at the loss of Cheshire’s mouth, then it didn’t matter. Cheshire laid back on the bed, pulling his pants down just enough for his cock to pop free. His clawed hand stroked up and down his long length, squeezing the bulbous tip.

Cocking two fingers at me, Cheshire gestured me forward. “Come taste me, love.”

Fingers laced through my hair, and I didn’t have a choice in the matter before Hatter bent me over the bed between Cheshire’s thighs. “Suck, Alice. Show our cat how good you are.”

The soft tip brushed against my lips. I lifted my eyes to meet Cheshire’s before giving it his cock a teasing lick across his slit.

Cheshire groaned, fingers trailing through the base of my hair before gripping it tight. “Don’t tease me, pet. I won’t last.”

Hands gripped my hips, pulling me up and back, the blunt head of Hatter’s cock bumping against my entrance. “Take him in your mouth, Alice. I want to watch you take him while I drive into your tight pussy.”

I’d barely gotten Cheshire into my mouth before Hatter was true to his word, driving forward so fast that I shifted and took Cheshire until he bumped against the back of my throat. I gagged and pulled back, sucking and swirling my tongue up and down Cheshire’s length.

Cheshire groaned, his thumb brushing the tear from my cheek. “You look so beautiful taking us both.”

I hummed around his length, making his thighs tighten around me.

“Cup his balls, use some nail, he likes that. Don’t you, pussycat?”

When I did just that, Cheshire’s hand tightened on my hair, hissing and breathing slowly as if trying to keep himself from blowing. “You’re going to make this end too soon, old man.”

Hatter chuckled darkly.

I tried not to think about the fact that the Tweedles could probably hear us. The moans and slapping of skin against each other. The quiet words of encouragement and praise Hatter and Cheshire gave me as they filled both ends of me.

But the more I tried not to think of the Tweedles, the more guilt ate at my heart.

Unfortunately, that meant that Hatter felt it too.

Instead of ignoring it like a gentleman, Hatter slapped my butt, the sting making me yelp around Cheshire’s length. “You’re thinking about the Tweedles with us inside you? Naughty girl.”

Thwack. Hatter slapped my butt again before smoothing it over with his hand. “You need more, don’t you? You want their cocks inside you at the same time too? Such a greedy girl.”

Cheshire grunted, his hands cupping my face. His hips jerked up, pushing more of him into my mouth. “Fuck yes, love. I want to see you filled with cocks. Covered in our cum. You’d look so good wrapped around all of us.”

Hatter and Cheshire found a rhythm together, brutally thrusting into me until I cried out around Cheshire, trying to keep up with them until giving in and letting them use me.

Their words only drove me higher. The thought of all four of them inside of me at once... I didn’t know how it would work, but that didn’t stop my body from tightening around Hatter, making the fae groan.

Cheshire was close. His movements were stuttering. His muscles beneath my hands tightened. His green eyes locked with mine before flicking up over my head, and I knew he was looking at Hatter.

Other women, it would bother them. Me, I loved that my Hatter turned him on just as much as I did.

“Come with me, Mercury,” Cheshire groaned, his fangs biting into his lower lip. I watched a rivet of blood sliding down his chin. I was so distracted by the blood that I didn’t hear the vibrating of the egg until it was shoved up against my clit.

I screamed around Cheshire’s length, fighting between breathing and swallowing as he released in my mouth with a roar. Hot spurts hit my insides, my walls clenching and sucking Hatter further inside.

Collapsing onto Cheshire’s side, I couldn’t move. I could barely think. Which had been the point. I wasn’t worried about the trials. I didn’t care where the Tweedles and I stood. All that mattered were the two males I loved as I was pressed between them.

Hatter’s lips pressed down my spine in light kisses. “You did so good. Such a beautiful, greedy girl.”

Cheshire stroked the side of my face, pulling my sweat slickened hair away from my forehead. “I’m so glad we found each other again. I just wish we hadn’t lost so much time.”

I hummed, my eyelids falling closed.

We sat there for a long moment before Hatter drew me up and into his arms. “Alright, let’s get you cleaned up and put to bed. Cheshire?”

My head lolled against Hatter’s shoulder as I was carried into the bathroom. Water turned on, and I was pressed against a hard front while hands stroked rough washcloths over my skin. I moaned and arched when they stroked a bit too long on certain places instead of cleaning.

“Cheshire,” Hatter’s voice near my ear chastised the feline.

Then I was out of the tub, held up by one of them while the other rubbed me down with a towel.

They laid me down in the bed, and I snuggled into the warm body at my front as another pressed against my back. I hummed and mumbled something, my mind drifting away with only one thing echoing in my head.

That no matter what came next, whether I became the High Queen or not, these two would always be there by my side.