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us.”
“Agreed,” I mumbled, arching under them, against them. “Can we get back to it now?”
Both tipped their heads to me.
King Balar dipped, kissing my lips delicately, even as King Jerome bit the inside of my thigh softly. Then they were both pulling away, standing, beginning to undress, not glancing at each other at all, their gazes only for me—running up and down my body. A tiny groan of complaint left my lips when they were both on the bed too quickly, hardly allowing my gaze to wander over their delicious flesh they had just uncovered. Their heated mouths and warm, demanding hands were back on me, sliding over my flesh, driving me to the point of insanity.
Groaning heavily, I shoved King Jerome’s shoulders brutally, rolling us in a swift move until I straddled him, my hands on his cheeks, kissing him as feverishly as I needed, my tongue gliding against his, only to feel his power flare when he whispered inaudibly against my lips. He lifted a corked curved glass of liquid lightly over my shoulder, yanking his mouth away from mine to mutter on a pant, “Get her ready.”
King Balar grunted quietly, his mouth like fire against my back as he nipped and kissed down the center of it. He grabbed the oil from King Jerome’s hand, and only a beat later, I jerked, shuddering hard and sucking in a heavy breath when I felt a warm finger slicked in oil begin to gently play around my anus, even as his other hand, his talented finger began swirling around my clit. I bit down on King Jerome’s bottom lip, moaning quietly. Letting my hands have free reign, I touched him everywhere I wished, gliding my palms over his heated tan skin while I trembled over him when King Balar gently slid one finger deep, my groan heavy.
His lips heavy on mine, stroking my lips vivaciously, King Jerome asked rapidly, “Have you had anal sex before?”
“Yes,” I mumbled, pressing back against King Balar’s fingers. “But I’ve never had a threesome.”
“Neither have I,” he muttered. Though, he quickly amended, “Not with another man.”
“New for me, too.” King Balar pressed a second finger deep into me, his tone rumbling on a growl. “We’ll have to be gentle with her. She’s damn tight.”
My head arching back, I moaned loudly past the lightning in the air, holding onto King Jerome’s shoulders brutally. I shuddered when he lifted his head, his parted lips landing on my throat, biting and caressing, holding my head steady as he licked over the small pains. His moist breath rushed over my damp skin, even as I shuddered, undulating my hips against King Balar’s gifted fingers, feeling him gliding another one inside me, pistoning them gently.
“She’s ready,” King Balar murmured. He then rambled in a mantra, taking his fingers away from me. “Condoms, condoms, condoms.” A pause, then he cursed. “Shit, I didn’t bring any.”
“Inside jacket pocket.” King Jerome waved to the right.
The bed shook as King Balar grabbed his jacket, then paused, muttering, “Her scent’s all over it now.”
“I know how to handle Shifters,” King Jerome griped. “Hurry the hell up.”
Fluidly back behind us, the sound of a condom wrapper ripped open. A few beats later, he tossed the long strip next to us on the bed. I felt the oil-slicked, blunt head of his cock at my anal entrance, his hands gripping my hips brutally. He growled, “Keep her steady.”
Sucking in a sharp breath, my eyes flew open wide when he pressed forward, my lips parting on a tiny cry, while my fingernails dug into King Jerome’s shoulders. I pushed back through my anus muscles, knowing it helped, but I muttered, “Christ, he’s big.”
“Shh,” King Jerome whispered, lifting his head again, pressing his lips against mine. “You know the pain’s worth it. It’ll be over soon.”
Demon power began vibrating the air heavily, much more powerful than my power as King Balar groaned gutturally, gently entering and retreating, pushing a bit
“Agreed,” I mumbled, arching under them, against them. “Can we get back to it now?”
Both tipped their heads to me.
King Balar dipped, kissing my lips delicately, even as King Jerome bit the inside of my thigh softly. Then they were both pulling away, standing, beginning to undress, not glancing at each other at all, their gazes only for me—running up and down my body. A tiny groan of complaint left my lips when they were both on the bed too quickly, hardly allowing my gaze to wander over their delicious flesh they had just uncovered. Their heated mouths and warm, demanding hands were back on me, sliding over my flesh, driving me to the point of insanity.
Groaning heavily, I shoved King Jerome’s shoulders brutally, rolling us in a swift move until I straddled him, my hands on his cheeks, kissing him as feverishly as I needed, my tongue gliding against his, only to feel his power flare when he whispered inaudibly against my lips. He lifted a corked curved glass of liquid lightly over my shoulder, yanking his mouth away from mine to mutter on a pant, “Get her ready.”
King Balar grunted quietly, his mouth like fire against my back as he nipped and kissed down the center of it. He grabbed the oil from King Jerome’s hand, and only a beat later, I jerked, shuddering hard and sucking in a heavy breath when I felt a warm finger slicked in oil begin to gently play around my anus, even as his other hand, his talented finger began swirling around my clit. I bit down on King Jerome’s bottom lip, moaning quietly. Letting my hands have free reign, I touched him everywhere I wished, gliding my palms over his heated tan skin while I trembled over him when King Balar gently slid one finger deep, my groan heavy.
His lips heavy on mine, stroking my lips vivaciously, King Jerome asked rapidly, “Have you had anal sex before?”
“Yes,” I mumbled, pressing back against King Balar’s fingers. “But I’ve never had a threesome.”
“Neither have I,” he muttered. Though, he quickly amended, “Not with another man.”
“New for me, too.” King Balar pressed a second finger deep into me, his tone rumbling on a growl. “We’ll have to be gentle with her. She’s damn tight.”
My head arching back, I moaned loudly past the lightning in the air, holding onto King Jerome’s shoulders brutally. I shuddered when he lifted his head, his parted lips landing on my throat, biting and caressing, holding my head steady as he licked over the small pains. His moist breath rushed over my damp skin, even as I shuddered, undulating my hips against King Balar’s gifted fingers, feeling him gliding another one inside me, pistoning them gently.
“She’s ready,” King Balar murmured. He then rambled in a mantra, taking his fingers away from me. “Condoms, condoms, condoms.” A pause, then he cursed. “Shit, I didn’t bring any.”
“Inside jacket pocket.” King Jerome waved to the right.
The bed shook as King Balar grabbed his jacket, then paused, muttering, “Her scent’s all over it now.”
“I know how to handle Shifters,” King Jerome griped. “Hurry the hell up.”
Fluidly back behind us, the sound of a condom wrapper ripped open. A few beats later, he tossed the long strip next to us on the bed. I felt the oil-slicked, blunt head of his cock at my anal entrance, his hands gripping my hips brutally. He growled, “Keep her steady.”
Sucking in a sharp breath, my eyes flew open wide when he pressed forward, my lips parting on a tiny cry, while my fingernails dug into King Jerome’s shoulders. I pushed back through my anus muscles, knowing it helped, but I muttered, “Christ, he’s big.”
“Shh,” King Jerome whispered, lifting his head again, pressing his lips against mine. “You know the pain’s worth it. It’ll be over soon.”
Demon power began vibrating the air heavily, much more powerful than my power as King Balar groaned gutturally, gently entering and retreating, pushing a bit
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