Oh goodness.
I stare at Crane, unsure of what he has planned, but I have a good guess.His gaze remains carnal, pinning me in place.
You can walk away, he says inside my head, his lips moving slightly.I won’t keep you here.
I nod, feeling reassured, and get down on the floor, lying down on my back.The floor is cold but my body feels like it’s on fire.I inhale, my chest rising, feeling energy spark and sizzle throughout me.
Crane gets down on the floor and keeps holding eye contact as he slowly runs his hands up my legs.I think he must mean to screw me, get in deep and make Brom watch, but then he runs his jaw up my inner thigh and I can feel the faint scratch of his stubble.I let out a trembling sigh, my back arching as I break our gaze.
I roll my head to the side and look at Brom.
The look in his eyes could light a thousand fires.If my body wasn’t already impossibly hot, I would swear he’s set me ablaze.
There’s pure rage and frustration roiling through him, but underneath it all is desire.Lust.Raw need.As if his cock, stiff and thick as a tree trunk, isn’t all the evidence I need to know this is arousing him.
“You can look at him all you want,” Crane rasps between my thighs, his lips brushing over where I’m aching and wet, “so as long as you remember you’re mine to taste and touch and fuck.”
And at that his tongue makes contact, sliding down from where I’m swollen and needy until it thrusts up inside me.
I let out a whimper of pleasure, my eyes pinching shut at the intrusion, breaking eye contact with Brom.Violent need sweeps through me like a serpent, coiling at my center as Crane ravages me with his mouth.These aren’t gentle kisses—I am being devoured whole.
“This is why ‘sweet witch’ is so apt,” Crane murmurs as he suckles at me.“You’re dessert on my tongue.”
He continues with long, flat passes of his tongue over me until my thighs are squeezing the sides of his head, and I feel like if I don’t hang on to him like this, I’ll perish.
Crane groans into me and then places his warm, firm hands on the insides of my thighs and presses them apart.
“Have you tasted her before, Brom?”Crane asks him.His tone is mild but his breathing is shallow.“Have you feasted on Kat like this?Licked her out from her cunt to her clit until your face is sopping wet with her desire?”
He buries his head again and swirls his tongue around my bud before sucking it into his mouth, then fucking me with his tongue again.My back arches again and my fingernails are making grooves in the floor.I’m so close to coming and I’m whispering, “Oh God.Oh God.”
But then he pauses while I’m at the edge, pulling back slightly.He lets out a huff of amusement.“I can still taste your cum inside her, pretty boy,” he comments, his voice tight.“I hate to admit it, but I like the flavor of you mixed together.”
Then Crane adjusts himself and presses my thigh closest to Brom flat to the cold floor.“Can you see her now?”Crane asks.“See that tight pink cunt?See how you’re still dripping out of her?”Crane takes his finger and dips it inside me, making me gasp loudly, my body tightening around the tip.“It’s like she’s trying to get rid of you and make room for me.”
Brom lets out a growl that seems to fill the room and my eyes fly open, my heart pounding, thinking he might be turning into the horseman.He’s straining against the leather, his face red, sweat beading at his brow, while the slit at the top of his cock glistens with his arousal, enough that it’s dripping off him.
“Finally getting to you, aren’t I?”Crane surmises.“Then you should watch how a real man makes her come.”
Crane dives in between my legs again, sucking me into hishot mouth while he finger fucks me with one hand and squeezes at my breast with the other.My eyes roll back and I feel myself build and thicken to a point of no return, like I’m just peering over a ledge.Suddenly I’m frightened, hit with a nonsense fear that I’m about to die, like I’ll fall forever if I let go.
I open my eyes to look at Brom, and the intensity in his gaze pushes me over the edge.
Then I’m coming, letting out muffled yelps that I try to hold back, my body convulsing around Crane’s face and hands.The fear turns into starlight, something deep and bright and pure and for a moment I forget where I am, who I am.Just that one man is devouring me with his mouth and the other is doing so with his eyes and I’ve never felt so desired before.
Eventually I return to earth.To Crane’s room in the faculty dorm.And I watch in a daze as Crane gets to his feet, slides his hand over his hard length in quick, skilled movements until he’s moaning loudly and coming, his ejaculation aimed at Brom.Thick ropes of his semen lash Brom’s dark red and obviously aching cock.It twitches as Crane’s seed lands on him and Brom lets out a growled scream.If he wasn’t gagged, I’m sure the whole building would be awoken.
Crane lets out a deep, satisfied groan as his strokes slow over his cock, and he gives Brom a lazy grin, cruelty glinting in his eyes.
“Do you think I punished you enough, pretty boy?”
Brom makes a pained sound in response, sweat beading on his forehead, his face twisted in agony.The energy created from the sexual release buzzes through my body, and if I had thestrength to push through the haze in my mind and body, my limbs feeling like iron, I feel like I could create something.Push the energy out of my soul and capture it in my hands, like the fireflies I used to catch with Brom.
I stare at him for a moment, trying to reconcile the Brom I knew, the one I used to run around in the fields with at dusk, with this Brom.Even if he wasn’t possessed, this side of him, raw and debased and incredibly sexual, is something to get used to.
“Up you go,” Crane says to me, and before I know what’s happening, he’s grabbing me and hauling me to my feet.I’m unsteady, swaying, and aware that I’m completely nude while Crane is already tucked away into his pants, the only fully dressed person in the room.
“Are you all right?”he asks, peering at me curiously.He places a strong hand at the back of my neck, holding me in place, making me feel grounded.
