Dipping my head, I lick away the blood as gently as possible.
Gods above, it’s potent every time. I will never not crave this flavor. It’s a haunting heaven that drives me to lick her other thigh, too, my own pulse crashing in my ears as raw need dizzies me.
“S—Silas,” she manages, one of her hands tangling roughly in my hair.
It’s the twinge of pain in her voice that reminds me to lift my hand, calling forth a simple healing spell to mend the broken skin I just licked clean. When I’m done with her other thigh, I heal that, too, and then I cannot stop myself from dragging my tongue through her soaked pussy.
Maven gasps and arches, hand tightening in my hair. Everett hums from his position behind her, murmuring something in her ear that makes her writhe again.
“Gods, I’m so sorry, Mayflower,” Baelfire rasps, gripping one of her knees to spread her better for me as he looks like a kicked puppy. “Just can’t fucking get enough of you.”
“I—I want—” she begins.
I pinch her clit between my lips roughly enough that she cuts off with another exhilirated gasp. Each of her reactions is a perfection driving me further into this hunger-fueled delirium.
“You want what, darling?” Crypt whispers, caressing her beautiful bare skin as he languidly watches her pleasure build.
“Two of you at once,” she manages.
That’s enough to make me lift my head. Somewhere in the lust-addled haze of my ruined mind, I can sense voices and whispers vying for attention, angry that this beautiful woman has so much of my attention. But I focus determinedly on my keeper as Crypt, Baelfire, and Everett all go still, wondering if we’re interpreting her words right.
“You mean…” Everett trails off, his voice unsteady and rough.
My blood blossom is flushed and determined all at once. “I mean, I want to take two of you at once. I want to try double penetration.”
“Fuck me,” Crypt swears, ignoring the glowing markings displayed on his body as he begins to strip all the way.
“Better idea. You fuck me in my ass right now,” she shoots back.
Baelfire makes a choking sound before he has to brace himself on the edge of the bed. “Gods, baby, that is sofuckinghot.”
Maven surprises us all again when she sits up and turns to straddle Everett, taking charge as elegantly as she always does when she tugs his hair to tip his head back.
“I’m ready,” she insists.
He makes a rough sound that can’t possibly count as English before he clears his throat and shakes his head, his cheeks pink. “N—no.”
“No?What the fucking hell is wrong with you?” Baelfire huffs, getting back onto the bed. He can’t seem to take his eyes off Maven’s perfect ass. “If you won’t give her what she wants?—”
“I meant, not yet,” Everett snaps, closing his eyes in bliss when Maven begins kissing and nibbling one of his ears. “We’d need to prepare before trying that for the first time.”
“Why bother?” Maven demands, pulling back. “Just spit and shove it in.”
“No, love,” Crypt cuts in. “That could hurt you.”
“I have a high pain tolerance. I’ll be fine. Now just?—”
Everett’s hand cracks against her ass, startling her and making me swear becausegodsher skin looks good with a handprint quickly forming on it. Maven is still reeling from the sharp contact and grinds slightly against him, but to his credit, the elemental still manages to get words out.
“You want two of us to fuck you at once? Fine. But we’re going to do it right—so you’re going to wait until later, when we have you prepped and ready and fucking begging for it.”
“She’s already begging for it,” Baelfire points out hoarsely. “Look at her—she’s fucking soaked.Gods,Mayflower—do you have any fucking idea how sexy you are?”
“Not sexy enough, if you aren’t going to fuck me,” she mumbles.
Crypt growls and grips her ankles, yanking her down the bed before shoving her legs back.
“Who said we weren’t going to fuck you?” he demands before thrusting his pierced, hard cock deeply into her.
