Bella let go of Will’s shoulders and quickly shimmied her long sleep shirt up around her waist. Her fingers found her smooth slit. She wasn’t wet, but Belita giving Will a blowjob was starting to feel really good. She licked her fingers and brought them between her legs. She was glad she didn’t have to focus on trying to get herself turned on. Under the circumstances that might have been hard without the assistance from the link between them.
While Bella adjusted herself and got ready, Captain Vex firmly and steadily bobbed on Will’s cock like her life depended on it. Because it did. Will rocked his hips a bit, and groaned in his throat at the wet, warm pleasure.
Bella reached over with a finger and traced a faint circle on the inside of the clouded glass, right around the broken pane. If they were going to try to look inside, it would be there. Then she started gathering energy.
The trap door opened with a clatter and a dim shape stuck their head through. “I don’t see nothin’,” a man’s voice called back down the hatch.
Belita stopped her head bobbing, just keeping Will’s cock in her mouth and swirling her tongue around. She firmly licked the underside of his glans and his thighs clenched.
“Keep looking, it’s the only place left,” came a voice from below.
The dim outline of a man climbed up all the way and grunted to his feet. He walked around the perimeter of the outer catwalk, occasionally looking down or over the edge. The light array sat in the center like giant crystal egg. A hand pressed against the glass and then a dim silhouette face got close, trying to see though.
Bella whispered a faint incantation and concentrated on the feeling of Will’s cock in Belita’s mouth. She had to maintain the sexual charge to power the spell. Her fingers moved in small, tight circles across her clit. Little sparks of heat started. Will’s cock jumped in Belitia’s mouth. He grimly set his focus down on the blond and tried to ignore the man outside and not allow himself to move.
The man spit on the glass and rubbed with a sleeve. The grime was too thick. Bella realized she wasn’t breathing and let out a stuttering breath that she hoped was quiet.
Outside, the impending arrival of the sunrise had begun to brighten the eastern sky over the island. Birds had begun to wake up. Their cries started as occasional breaches of the silence of the night, and very quickly became the usual morning cacophony. The palm trees and mangroves were haloed from behind as the dark receded in a riot of purples, blues and deep reds.
The man walked in a circle around the lens array. He didn’t spot the small handle at the bottom of one side that marked the door. “Hell of a view,” he muttered, turning around to watch the sunrise.
“It’s not enough,” Bella said in the quietest possible voice next to Will’s ear. “I can’t build up the energy I need like this.”
Will had his eyes locked on Belita’s. It wasn’t very bright, but they could still mostly make out each other’s faces in the reflected moonlight. “Not enough,” he mouthed silently with a small shake of his head. The man was directly behind Belita. She let Will’s cock out of her mouth and slowly turned her head. Then she turned more, putting a hand on the lens array, bracing herself. Then she slowly stood, turning as she did so, her back just barely brushing Will’s chest. He and Bella both winced as the sensitive burns made their presence known. It was such a tight fit and bad angle that Belita was essentially hand-walking herself up the inside of the brass fixings to brace herself as she stood, putting her hands on the joints where multiple dirty brass angles came together. She felt a few of them begging to give, but she didn’t exert enough pressure that any of them actually broke. She reached back with one hand and tugged her long dress shirt up over her ass, but she wasn’t actually bent over so as soon as she let go to brace on the array again the shirt fell back down.
“Shirt,” she whispered.
There wasn’t enough room for Will to move. Belita’s moving had tipped him off balance a bit and he had grabbed on to the lamp chain in front of his face for support. He shook his head. “Can’t.” He was thankful that the night had a bit of a breeze. Between the faint roar of the water below and the whistling of the wind, he was fairly sure they wouldn’t be heard. It was far more likely that the man outside would catch some silhouetted movement. He wasn’t about to take that risk, so he didn’t move.
Bella looked past his shoulder and reached around to Captain Vex’s hips. She lifted up the shirt and bunched it up in her fist.
Belita backed her hips up, lifting a bit so Will’s erection went between her legs. He could feel her heat resting against the top of his cock. She was smooth like Bella, but he could feel something else too. Delicate, but firm. It dawned on him. More rings.
“Get him wet,” Belita whispered.
Bella brought her other hand to her mouth and got a glob of saliva. She reached around and started rubbing it on Will’s cock, then she slid her hand all the way between Belita’s legs and gently rubbing her sex. Her fingers brushed the thin metal rings. Bella’s eyes went wide and she smiled into Will’s back. Belita’s ass muscles trembled. Bella was surprised to find that the Captain was already impressively wet. Bella brushed her fingers against the Captain’s ornamentation just to feel what they were like. She counted eight of them. Four on each side, piercing her outer labia in two rows.
“Anything up there?” came a voice from below.
“Nothing yet. Still looking,” the man looking out at the ocean yelled down. Will thanked the gods for lazy henchmen.
Bella stroked Will’s cock and rubbed it against Belita’s wet opening. He rocked his hips back just a little. Bella pulled his cockhead up into position and Will gently pushed. Belita pushed back. He slid into her. Neither of them made a sound. Warm pleasure bloomed in Bella’s… well, whatever a phantom cock was. To her it mostly felt like a big, less sensitive clit somewhere in front of her mons that she couldn’t quite place.
Belita’s internal muscles clenched and rippled. Will moved his hips back by inches and then pushed forward again. Belita met his almost imperceptible thrusts with her own. It felt surprisingly good. The tension and fear amplified their sensations.
Bella began to draw more energy and focus on her spell. Her fingers found her clit again. Will’s cock jumped again as he felt her little sparks of pleasure.
Another dim shape came up through the trap door. “What’s taking so long?”
“Nothing, just enjoying the view. They ain’t up here. We done downstairs yet?” the first man asked.
Will’s cock bumped deep into Belita. Bella trembled her pleasure into Will’s back. He could feel her nipples hardening against him. He could feel her nipples hardening inside him.
“You’re a lazy son of a bitch, Royce,” the second man said. “You look in that thing?”
“No way into it,” Royce said.
“Break it. check inside. Look, I can see a broken pane right there,” the second man said.
“Huh. Didn’t see that,” Royce said.
Bella focused and channeled the energies she’d gathered and wove them across the circle she’d drawn. A face appeared in the broken window, looking right at her. She stared right at him. No one moved.
“Gross,” Royce said.
“What?” the man in the trap door asked.
“Birds got in. Just a bunch of nests and bones and bird shit,” Royce said. “Tell Cal they aren’t fucking here so we can leave.”
Bella continued holding her spell just in case he looked in again. Will and Belita didn’t move, but Belita didn’t stop clenching and unclenching her internal muscles.
“Did you check the roof?” the other man said.
“You can’t be fucking serious. This thing’s about to fall apart, and you think three people are hiding on the roof? Jakob would have seen them climbing from down below,” Royce scoffed.
Bella’s spell ran out of energy. It was imperceptible to everyone but her, but if anyone looked through the broken pane again, they’d see quite clearly.
“Check,” the other man said.
“You check,” Royce said. “I’m plenty mad that Cal got his ass beat and that Jakob got stabbed in the mouth, but I’m not broken up enough to climb the outside of a rickety lighthouse forty feat up, near a cliff.”