Soul Mates

Warning: Lots of smut in this part, folks. If you're underage, or offended by that sort of thing, DO NOT READ.

Part 4

What did he say?

Xander wasn't sure if he could even speak. He had just barely remembered to breathe.

The thought that this might all be a dream and he was going to wake up any second now floated through his head. But he discarded that idea almost immediately. Somehow, deep down, he knew this was real. This was him and Willow and Tara and it was *real.*

And there was only one thing he *could* say.

"Yes," he replied simply. "If you want this... so do I."

Maybe he was making a huge mistake. But he didn't think so; the more he thought about it, the more this just felt right. Like something they all should have thought of a lot sooner. And it wasn't just the idea of having sex with them - though that was definitely the foremost thing on his mind right now - it was everything else they'd talked about too. He liked the idea of just being with them. Being close.

But thinking about those things could wait for now. And the rush of blood to certain parts of his body pretty much guaranteed that anyway.

At his answer, Willow bounced on the couch excitedly. Tara's reaction was more subdued, but she smiled at him broadly, looking at him through slightly lowered eyes, and Xander knew her well enough to know that she was genuinely happy with his reply.

They glanced at each other and scooted apart. "Come here, Xander," Willow said, patting the space they'd made between them.

Xander quickly crossed over and sat on the couch. Willow leaned in toward him, but he stopped her with an upraised hand. As turned on as he was, before things went any further, there was one thing he had to know.

"Are you sure you're both okay with this?" he asked, looking at each of them in turn.

"Don't worry, Xander. We are," Willow reassured him.

Tara nodded. "We talked about this." She laid her hand on his knee and smiled at him. "It's sweet of you to ask, though."

"Yeah," Willow agreed. "Thank you, Xander." As he turned back toward her, the smile on her face faded, replaced by a look of smoldering intensity. Xander had never seen its like on her before, not even during any of their brief trysts back in high school, and his heart pounded in his chest as she leaned in toward him again. He waited, entranced by her lovely green eyes as she approached.

This time, he didn't stop her, instead leaning forward slightly as she reached him, their lips brushing against each other. Willow closed her eyes as they kissed again, deeper this time, and he did the same as he felt the softness of her lips pressing against his. He could taste the slightly spicy flavor of the spaghetti sauce Tara had made earlier mixed in with the familiar trace of strawberries he remembered from kissing her back in high school.

This was even better than he remembered from back then. Not only was Willow better at kissing than she had been in high school, but there were no pangs of guilt this time to distract him.

Of course, that wasn't to say there were no distractions at all. He felt Tara's hand slowly move up his leg, squeezing his thigh gently through his slacks, and he opened his eyes again and glanced at her. She was staring at them with a look that was speculative and, he noted with another surge of arousal, not a little excited as well.

Xander looked back at Willow as she pulled away from him, blinking a few times as she met his eyes. "That was... wow," she said, smiling at him brightly, a little breathless. "You've gotten better."

"Well, Anya did teach me a few things," he replied. 'A few things' was an understatement, actually, but there was no need to go into that right now.

He turned toward Tara and saw her watching him in anticipation. There was a smoky look of desire in her eyes, but also a touch of nervousness, so Xander smiled at her reassuringly.

"Are you sure about this?" he asked her.

Tara nodded, smiling happily. As she moved closer to him, he met her halfway, laying one hand on her shoulder as their lips met. He caressed the soft, silken flesh of her shoulder as they kissed, tasting the same spiciness he had on Willow's lips earlier, but something else also, something sweet and delicious and *new.*

Willow gave a soft, contented sigh, and they separated, Xander's pulse racing.

"What'd I tell you, baby?" Willow said, her eyes sparkling with desire.

"You were right," Tara declared with a grin. "He *is* a great kisser."

They kissed again, longer, wetter, hotter. Xander probed the entry to Tara's mouth with his tongue, and she opened it slightly, allowing him access. His tongue swirled around hers, reaching for every corner of her mouth, insatiable, wanting to taste all of her. He cupped the back of her head, his fingers stroking her honey-blonde hair, luxuriating in its softness.

As they kissed, he felt Willow's lips on his cheek, then his earlobe. She nibbled on it gently, her tongue darting out to tickle him here and there, sending shivers through his body. He moaned into Tara's mouth, her and Willow's combined attentions driving him to new heights of arousal. His cock strained against the confines of his pants, but he remained still, focusing all his concentration on the women on either side of him.

Finally, Tara pulled away, and Xander barely had time to catch his breath before Willow took his face in her hands and turned him toward her. She kissed him hard, sucking his tongue into her mouth, sharing her rising passion with him. Xander was momentarily stunned by her ferocity, but soon he was returning her kiss with equal intensity, resting his hands on her hips.

Tara rained kisses upon his neck, suckling and nuzzling him as he continued to kiss Willow. She laid her hands on his chest, her touch electric even through his shirt. Xander wrapped his arms around Willow, pulling her towards him, running his hands up and down her back, her blouse bunching up underneath them.

When they broke apart, all of them were breathing heavily. Willow and Tara glanced at each other briefly, then stood up off the couch together. They each extended a hand to Xander, and he took them, rising to stand with them.

Without another word, they walked around behind the couch, to the hallway. Xander followed as they led him into their bedroom. His heart raced as they entered the room - this was really happening. They were really going to do this.

Then a horrible thought struck him, and he stopped dead in his tracks.

Willow and Tara turned around to face him. Their expressions faded to ones of puzzlement, then concern as they noticed the look on his face.

"Xander?" Willow asked anxiously. "What's wrong?"

"I just realized," he said gravely. "I don't have any protection." He hadn't bothered to carry condoms for some time now - he hadn't even been on a date since Anya had left. And he certainly hadn't been expecting *this* to happen tonight.

But Willow and Tara didn't seem worried. No sooner had he voiced his concern than both of them were smiling at him again.

"It's all right, Xander," Willow said as they approached him. "We cast a contraception spell this morning."

"Oh, well, in that case..." Xander began, relieved. Then he did a double take. "They have *spells* for that?" he asked incredulously.

Tara nodded. "Yes. They were very popular, in the days before birth control. They still are, with a lot of witches."

"Yep," Willow said brightly. "One hundred percent effective and no nasty side effects." She stepped toward him, circling him with her arms. "So you don't have to worry about anything."

Willow kissed him again, passionately, standing on tiptoes. Her hands reached behind him to grab his ass, and she pulled him against her, grinding herself against his cock, sending shivers throughout his body.

After just a few seconds, she released him into Tara's arms, and Xander kissed her with equal intensity. Willow moved around behind him, her arms reaching around between them to unhook his belt. She pulled it through the loops in his pants, tossing it aside and walking around in front of him as he and Tara broke apart.

Willow and Tara embraced each other then, their lips crashing together. If their earlier kiss had been hot, this one was scorching; their tongues wrestled and their hands roamed all over each other. Xander stepped closer to them, drawn in by their rising passion, and he couldn't suppress a moan when Willow reached out with one hand, finding his cock and squeezing it lightly through his pants.

They turned toward him, their faces flushed with desire. Willow began unbuttoning his shirt from the top, and Tara grasped the bottom and pulled it out from where it was tucked under his pants. Between the two of them, they divested him of the garment very quickly.

Willow ran her hands down his muscular chest, giving a soft sigh as she caressed him. Beside her, Tara raised one hand tentatively, then let it drop, her eyes betraying the nervousness she felt. Seeing this, Willow turned slightly, taking her girlfriend's hand in hers and leading it toward Xander's chest. Tara lightly ran her fingers over his bare skin, Willow guiding her hand.

*Tara seems so anxious,* Xander thought. *Is this...?* Xander glanced down at them, the unspoken question in his eyes.

Willow nodded slowly. The grin that appeared on her face was sexy and mischievous all at once. "Tara's never been with a man before," she murmured. She leaned in toward his ear, speaking into it conspiratorially, yet still loud enough that Tara could hear her. "You'll be her first." She kissed his earlobe gently, then stepped back to stand beside Tara again.

Xander felt practically lightheaded from arousal. He hadn't thought it was possible to be this excited, but tonight had proven him very, very wrong. Tara's caresses were growing more bold, and she raked her trimmed fingernails down his chest, which definitely didn't do anything to calm him down.

Xander stumbled backward and sat down on the end of Willow and Tara's bed. He didn't trust his legs to support him anymore. He took a deep breath and tried to calm himself a little. One of the things Anya had taught him was control, and he was going to need every ounce of it tonight if he didn't want this to be over for him before it even really started.

Willow and Tara approached and sat down on either side of him. Tara leaned in and gave him a soft kiss on his shoulder, and Willow flashed her a quick smile.

"Tara, honey," she said, turning to look Xander straight in the eye, "help me with my blouse?"

Xander's heart leapt to his throat as they stood again. Willow moved in front of him and Tara joined her. She ran her fingers down Willow's chest, standing to the side so Xander could see, past the two buttons that were already open, unhooking the third one slowly. She pulled at the top of the garment, placing a soft kiss on the alabaster skin that was exposed as she did so.

Tara repeated the process with the rest of the buttons, each time revealing a little bit more of Willow's body, until the blouse hung open loosely. Tara slipped her hands under it, easing it off her shoulders, and the garment fell to the floor with a soft rustle.

Xander's eyes traced Willow's firm, flat stomach before moving up to her breasts. They were... perfect, was the only word he could think of. They weren't large, but they weren't too small either, and her light pink nipples stood out in exquisite contrast to the creamy flesh underneath.

Xander stared intently as Tara reached out for Willow's breast with one hand. She ran her palm over it slowly before stroking the nipple gently with her fingertips. Willow turned toward him and gave him a sexy smile as Tara kissed her shoulder lightly, tracing her lips down Willow's chest. They turned slightly so Xander could see, and Tara took Willow's nipple in her mouth, sucking on it gently. Willow moaned quietly, leaning toward her girlfriend and running one hand through her hair, stroking it softly.

Xander's eyes remained riveted on the sight before him. Beyond his obvious physical reaction to it, there was something more, also. This was obviously something that was very special and personal and intimate between Willow and Tara, and the fact that they were sharing this with him.... Well, it was more than a little overwhelming.

Willow beckoned to him, and he put his thoughts aside for the time being, rising from the bed to join them. Tara pulled away from Willow as he approached, stepping toward him and kissing him hotly.

She broke away after just a few seconds, and he turned toward Willow. He reached for her, cupping her breasts, relishing the way they felt in his palms. He ran his thumbs gently over her nipples, hard from her arousal, one of them still wet from Tara's earlier attentions. He took the soft sigh he heard as encouragement, and he did it again, feeling a little thrill at her reaction.

"Yes..." Willow breathed as Xander leaned down and kissed one nipple softly. He circled his tongue around it, alternately licking and suckling as she wound her fingers into his hair. He wrapped one arm around her, stroking her lower back as he gave her breast a final kiss before moving over and paying equal attention to the other. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Tara watching him, her gaze intense, and between that and the low moans from Willow and the tightening of her fingers in his hair, he was soon shifting around uncomfortably again.

He pulled away from her, and Willow blinked several times, focusing her eyes on him. She must have noticed the slightly pained expression on his face, because she immediately gave him a concerned look. She looked him over for a moment before understanding dawned in her eyes.

"Oh," she murmured. "Let's take care of that...." She reached for the front of his pants, unzipping them and guiding them down over his hips, then doing the same with his boxers.

Xander nearly sighed with relief as he was freed from the confines of his clothing. Willow and Tara both stared at his cock - Willow had an appreciative look on her face, while Tara's expression was more curious. Willow reached out and took him in her hand, her fingers closing lightly around his shaft. He surged forward as she stroked him once, and she stopped him with a hand on his chest, giggling.

She looked over her shoulder, her question to her girlfriend unspoken. Tara hesitated for a moment, but then stepped forward to stand next to her. Willow released him and took Tara's hand, guiding it toward his cock, whispering soft words of encouragement in her ear.

Willow released her hand when it was almost to its destination, letting Tara move the last few inches herself. "Be careful, baby," she warned her. "Be gentle."

Xander felt himself jerk as Tara grasped him softly. She wrapped her fingers around him, running her hand over his length. She stroked him once, gently, Xander sighing softly at the sensation. Encouraged, she did it again, and he had to lay his hand on her arm to stop her. He knew he could hold off for a while yet, but it was better to be safe then sorry.

Concern flashed in Tara's eyes, but at Xander's reassuring smile, she relaxed. She let go of him and stepped back a little.

A slightly tense expression crossed Tara's face, and Xander could tell that she was gathering her resolve. She reached for the bottom of her tank top and slowly pulled it up over her head, holding it to one side and dropping it. Willow stepped behind her and unhooked her white lace bra, smiling at Xander knowingly before guiding the straps down and off her shoulders, letting it fall to the floor between them.

Tara was larger than Willow, but she was by no means overweight - and she carried her weight in all the right places. Where Willow was slim, Tara was... voluptuous. Her ample breasts were wonderfully rounded, and Xander stepped forward, running his hands over the soft skin, smiling at her delightful shiver as his fingers traced her nipples.

He kissed her neck, then down her chest, silken flesh under his lips and tongue. His mouth found one perfect nipple, and Tara arched into him as he sucked on her gently. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Willow step around from behind Tara to join him.

Tara cried out softly as Willow lowered her mouth to her other breast. Xander reached around behind her back, using one hand to support her as she squirmed under their attentions. Willow pulled back and swiped her tongue over her nipple before reclaiming it with her mouth and sucking on her harder, and Xander followed her lead, figuring that she knew best what Tara liked.

Finally, they pulled away, together, and Tara whimpered at the loss. Xander stepped back, and Willow knelt in front of her, unbuttoning her shorts and sliding them down her legs. After Tara stepped out of them, Willow repeated the process with her lace panties, taking her time and caressing her girlfriend's ass, her thighs, her calves. Willow stood up as Tara stepped out of them, slowly running her fingers through the trimmed thatch of blonde hair between her legs as she stepped back slightly.

Tara then knelt in front of Willow and helped her out of her skirt. She hooked her fingers in the waistband of the pink satin panties she had on, drawing them down and off. She didn't stand up, however; instead, she leaned forward and slowly ran her tongue over Willow's sex. Willow moaned loudly and laid her hands on Tara's shoulders, using them to brace her as her knees trembled a bit. Tara laughed, the soft sound coming from deep in her throat, and took Willow's hands in hers as she stood up.

Xander was sure that his excitement was obvious in his expression, because when they turned toward him, they both smiled at the look on his face. They motioned for him to join them as they stepped toward the bed.

Willow and Tara kissed again, embracing and falling back on the mattress together. Willow rolled over on top of Tara, her hair mingling with her girlfriend's, fire-red mixed with gold. Tara's hands slid down to her ass, gripping it tightly, pulling Willow to her. They ground against each other slowly, soft, smooth skin against soft, smooth skin as their kisses grew more passionate.

Xander stood, transfixed, as he watched them. God, it was the hottest thing he'd ever seen. He'd seen women fooling around together before, in various magazines and the occasional video, but none of it even came close to what was happening right now before his eyes. This wasn't two total strangers being paid to put on a show for an anonymous crowd of viewers; this was two people who he cared very deeply about and who were very much in love with each other, and somehow, that made a world of difference.

He eased himself down on the bed next to them, laying a hand on Willow's shoulder, caressing the soft skin under his palm. Willow turned toward him and smiled at his touch.

Xander shifted around on the bed. His cock ached for release; if he didn't find it soon, he felt like he'd go mad. He was prepared to do whatever it would take, up to and including begging.

Fortunately, that didn't turn out to be necessary. Willow rolled off of Tara, pushing herself up onto her knees. She threw one leg over him, straddling him, and stared at him keenly. The look in her eyes was an odd combination of mischief that he knew from when they were kids, and burning desire that there was nothing at all childlike about.

Tara propped herself up on one arm next to them and watched intently as Willow kissed him. Her tongue invaded his mouth and Xander welcomed it, sucking it in, tasting her. Willow scooted forward, and Xander moaned into her mouth as she slid the lips of her sex up and over the underside of his cock.

Willow broke the contact between their lips, leaning her head back slightly and closing her eyes as she lowered herself onto him. Xander couldn't stop himself from thrusting upward, wanting to be buried within her as deeply as he could be. Her muscles were tight around him, but she was so wet inside that he slid into her easily, her opening accepting him without trouble.

"Oh, Xander..." Willow breathed, her eyes fluttering open again as she settled onto him. She shifted around a little, getting used to the feel of him inside her, and he shivered at the wonderful sensations her movements produced.

After a moment, Willow stopped, motionless, and turned toward Tara. She reached out with one hand, taking her girlfriend's hand in her own, and brought it to her lips, kissing her fingers softly. She pulled at her arm gently, and Tara, too, rose to her knees beside them.

"Touch me," Willow whispered. "Both of you, please, touch me."

Xander placed his hands on Willow's hips, slowly running them up her sides. Tara caressed Willow's shoulders, and she moaned under their touches. She started to move on him, slowly, but Xander remained still underneath her, letting her set the pace.

Willow turned and gave Tara a long, slow kiss as the blonde's hands found their way down her arms. Xander's hands reached Willow's chest, and he slid them over her breasts, loving the feel of her nipples under his fingers. She moaned softly and leaned forward into his touch, picking up her pace a little.

It was Xander's turn to moan as Willow broke her kiss with Tara and clenched tightly around his cock. "God...." he breathed when he could speak again. "You feel so good."

Willow smiled impishly at him and leaned forward, giving him a quick peck on the lips. Xander placed his hands on her thighs, stroking them softly, feeling the play of muscle under her skin as she rode him. Tara's hand slid over her stomach, her fingers tracing their way downward, through the trimmed patch of red hair between her legs, reaching for the place where they were joined.

Willow gasped loudly as Tara's fingers found her clit, and her whole body tensed, her hands gripping Xander's shoulders even as her insides gripped his cock. Xander leaned forward and took one of her nipples in his mouth, sucking hard on her as she continued driving herself onto him. Her head rolled back and her body trembled slightly as she rode out her orgasm.

Xander released her breast and moved back slightly as Willow relaxed. She didn't stop moving altogether, but she slowed down considerably, and Xander tensed in frustration. He wanted - no, he *needed* - more.

Sensing his distress, Willow met his gaze, her green eyes shining. She nodded once in answer to his unspoken question, and Xander smiled at her in gratitude.

Gripping her hips tightly, he began thrusting up into her. Willow leaned in toward him, kissing him hotly. She pulled back after just a few seconds, allowing Tara to claim his mouth with hers, and quickly matched his rhythm, grinding her hips against his.

Willow gently placed one hand on the back of Tara's head, running her fingers through her hair and pressing softly, encouraging them to deepen their kiss. Xander kissed Tara fiercely, sharing his rising passion with her, and she moaned quietly into his mouth. After a moment, she broke away, running her hands down his chest, kissing and nuzzling his neck.

Xander's breath was coming in short gasps, overwhelmed as he was by the incredible sensations that were running through his body like wildfire. Willow was moaning loudly, and Tara turned her attention back to her as Xander picked up his momentum. Her cry of pleasure was cut short as Tara captured Willow's lips with her own, and the redhead's body shuddered with the force of her climax.

That was all it took to send Xander over the edge. He drove into Willow deeply and let go with a loud moan as he exploded inside her, in what was undoubtedly the most powerful orgasm he'd ever had. Her muscles rippled around his cock, squeezing him tightly, milking him of everything he had.

Finally, he collapsed back on the bed. He breathed deeply as his heartbeat slowed back to some semblance of normality, and after a few seconds he opened his eyes to see Willow and Tara exchange a soft kiss before turning towards him.

"That was..." Xander trailed off, at a loss. Words couldn't even begin to cover it.

"Yeah," Willow agreed with a grin. "My thoughts exactly." She laid a hand on Tara's shoulder, looking at her with affection. Her girlfriend's expression was excited and a little nervous at the same time.

"Now it's your turn, honey," Willow whispered. She pulled away from Xander, his softening cock slipping out of her, and knelt in front of Tara, who reclined back on the bed. Xander turned, propping himself up on one arm as Willow laid on top of her girlfriend, taking her face in her hands and kissing her deeply.

Willow moved her hands along Tara's arms, then over to her sides as she kissed her face, her neck, her shoulders. Tara moaned as her caresses reached her breasts, and Willow circled her tongue around one nipple, causing her girlfriend to arch upward. After a moment, she moved again, slowly kissing her way down her stomach, her fingers tickling the space between her breasts.

Xander found himself quickly growing hard again at the sight, and he scooted closer to them, laying a hand on Tara's shoulder. She turned her head and looked at him, her gaze intense, and Xander leaned down and kissed her deeply, running his fingers through her soft hair. He could feel her passion as his tongue slid over hers, and when he pulled away again, he had to take a moment to catch his breath.

He looked on as Willow kissed Tara's wet folds, parting them slightly and brushing her lips over her clit. Tara moaned loudly at her girlfriend's touch, her whole body tensing as Willow's tongue darted out to lick her. Willow swirled her tongue around the hard nub, slowly, lazily, her hands stroking the inside of her thighs.

Xander kissed Tara again, then kissed her throat and her collarbone before moving to her breast. He took her nipple between his fingers and pinched softly before covering it with his mouth. Tara wrapped one arm around him, reaching down with her other hand to tangle her fingers in Willow's hair.

Out of the corner of his eye, Xander saw that Willow was moving faster now, her tongue gliding over Tara's clit. She was writhing around underneath them, gasping loudly, and Xander took her nipple between his lips again, sucking on her hard as her orgasm took her. He lifted his eyes, watching her face as her head rolled back, blonde hair pillowed beneath her, the tension fading from her face, replaced by an expression that was... blissful.

When she started to relax, Xander lifted his head from Tara's breast and turned his head to look at Willow. She was staring at him intently, and when their eyes met, she beckoned to him. He moved down the bed to join her.

"Want to taste her?" Willow murmured. Xander nodded, and Willow smiled brightly, giving him a quick smooch before scooting up to lay beside her girlfriend, rolling onto her side and kissing her deeply.

Xander placed kisses on Tara's inner thighs, working his way toward her center. He ran his tongue along the outside of her lips, then opened them slightly with his fingers, probing inside her with the tip of his tongue. She tasted sweet.

Xander went slowly at first. Anya had taught him how to do this when they'd been together, but it had been a few months since she'd left, so it took him a little time to get used to it again.

He traced the inside of Tara's folds with his tongue, circling around a few times before moving up to her clit. He flicked the tip of his tongue against it and was rewarded with a soft moan. Smiling, he followed Willow's earlier lead, teasing her with long, slow licks.

He felt Tara's hand in his hair, pulling gently, holding him to her. He looked up and saw her staring down at him, eyes wide with desire. Willow smiled down at him and kissed Tara again before moving to her breast as he had done earlier, nuzzling and licking her nipple.

Between the two of them, it only took a few minutes before Tara was nearing another climax. Xander felt her tense beneath him and he knew she was close. He flicked his tongue over her clit one last time before wrapping his lips around it and sucking softly, his tongue running over the end.

Tara cried out with the force of her climax, her fingers tightening in Xander's hair, shuddering underneath him.

Afterward, Xander pulled away slightly and looked up again. Willow was staring down at him, a now-familiar look of desire in her eyes, and she kissed Tara's cheek as the blonde's eyes fluttered open again.

"I want to watch him fuck you now, baby," Willow whispered, loud enough for Xander to hear. "Are you ready?"

Xander felt a fresh surge of arousal as Tara nodded, his cock twitching a little against the sheets underneath him. He moved up her body, kissing her abdomen, her stomach, her nipples. She shivered slightly as he ran his tongue over the hollow between her breasts.

Willow reached down and took his cock in her hand, guiding him toward Tara, releasing him when his head was nestled against her opening. Xander smiled briefly at Willow before turning toward Tara, looking down at her and meeting her eyes.

"Are you sure about this?" he asked softly.

At Tara's answering nod, Xander moved forward slowly. Her nervousness tightened her against his entry, but she was wet enough that he was able to go on without hurting her. He moaned softly as he pushed into the warm, tight embrace of her body.

Xander stopped once he was all the way in, not moving, letting Tara adjust to the feel of him. "Are you okay?" he asked, staring into her eyes with concern.

Tara nodded again. "Yes," she breathed. "It feels.... You feel good," she finished, blushing slightly and wriggling underneath him a little.

Willow leaned forward and kissed Tara passionately, drawing her tongue out so Xander could see. After a moment, she pulled away and took a breath, then kissed him as well. She scooted up against them, Xander enjoying the intimate feel, as though she was part of their connection as well.

Xander kissed Tara deeply as he began to move inside her, taking things slowly. Willow kissed and sucked on her earlobe, one hand moving between them to play with Tara's breast. Glancing to the side, Xander saw that Willow's other hand was busy between her legs, her fingers slowly stroking her clit as she watched them.

Soon enough, Tara relaxed underneath him, and Xander picked up his pace a bit. Her inner muscles gripped him tightly, her smooth wetness welcoming each of his thrusts into her. He broke the contact of their lips, kissing and nibbling Tara's neck, and she wrapped her legs around him, using them to coax him deeper into her.

Willow kissed Tara again, and Xander laid one hand on the back of her head, running his fingers through her silky red hair. Her hand pinched and pulled at Tara's nipple a little more roughly, and the blonde moaned into her mouth. Xander ran his hand down the smooth skin of Willow's back, gripping her ass and squeezing, pulling her closer to them.

Xander pulled back slightly, looking down at Tara. She broke her kiss with Willow, her head rolling to the side, eyes closed tightly. "Oh yes..." she breathed. "So good...."

Pleasure spread through Xander's body, and he leaned down to kiss Tara again, harder this time. She clenched tightly around his cock and he couldn't suppress a moan at the sensation. Willow ran her tongue over his neck, reaching down to grasp his balls, lightly stroking them with her fingers. Xander pulled away from Tara's mouth, gasping loudly at her touch.

Tara moaned again, her breath hot against his neck, and Xander could tell she was close to the edge. He pushed himself up slightly and began thrusting into her harder, the bed shaking beneath them. Just as his own release was upon him, Tara convulsed underneath him, her insides gripping his cock tightly. He could feel the tremors of her climax, and he drove into her a final time, spending himself inside her in an orgasm that was every bit as intense as his first. Beside them, Willow gasped with her own release, coming along with them.

They collapsed together, Xander resting his head on Tara's shoulder as she stroked the small of his back lightly. Willow smiled lazily at him, threading her fingers through his. He gave each of them a soft kiss, then pulled away slightly as they kissed each other.

Xander lifted his head slightly, looking at each of them in turn. "Wow. That was...." He chuckled softly. "Again I have no words."

"I know what you mean," Tara agreed. She yawned and stretched her arms over her head.

"Sleep now, I think," Willow murmured, and Tara nodded her assent.

Xander pulled away from Tara, disentangling himself from her embrace, and rolled onto his back, moving up and resting his head on the pillows at the head of the bed. Willow and Tara draped themselves over him, Willow on his right, Tara on his left, and they pulled the blankets over them as they snuggled together.

They mumbled their goodnights and drifted off to sleep, and in spite of everything they'd just done, each of them was just a little surprised by how comfortable they felt entwined together.

END


NEXT: More orgasms for everyone! And Tara, Willow, and Xander talk about their new relationship.

Soul Mates: The Morning After, arriving soon.