“Oh, fuck—there—” Lex’s body limped into Aydra’s grasp and Aydra knew she was quickly reaching her end, much quicker than she was sure Lex was accustomed to. Lex was biting her bottom lip, watching Draven with moans emitting from her insides that Aydra had never heard before. Aydra kissed Lex’s cheek, and then turned her jaw so that she could kiss her full on, feeling the vibrations of Lex’s moans reverberate in her core.
“Come for us, Lex,” Aydra whispered against her lips.
Draven’s eyes met hers, and she watched him suck her clit as he’d done on her, and she knew what came next.
Lex’s head threw back onto her shoulder, and the whimpered cry of ecstasy from the Venari’s pleasures radiated through her to a shudder.
Draven sat up, licking his lips as he stared over them. Lex fell sideways back onto the bed, and Aydra almost laughed as she watched her attempt to regain herself. Draven crawled up beside her and pressed his smiling lips to hers, grasping her face in his hands. Lex moved, and Aydra shoved Draven back onto the bed where she herself had just been sitting. She reached down and teased his tip with her fingers, causing a low growl to emit from his throat. Which was when she felt a Lex’s tongue by her fingers on Draven’s length.
Draven’s arm wrapped around Aydra and he kissed her harder as Lex’s mouth devoured him. Aydra pulled back, smiling at him, and then leaned down where she ran her tongue down the length of his cock, opposite from Lex. Draven groaned into the bed as Lex grasped Aydra and pulled her mouth to hers, sitting up on either side of Draven’s legs.
Aydra felt Draven’s hands grasp her hips, and she allowed him move her until she could feel his length teasing between her cheeks. She inhaled sharply, and he sat up behind her, his fingers teasing her wetness. “Relax,” he whispered in her ear.
The deliberate chill ran down her spine, and she nearly melted into him as he slipped a finger into her ass. It was a different sensation that made a restlessness fill her body, and for a moment she forgot about Lex being in the room.
But his hands grasped her hips again, and he slowly lowered her cheeks down onto his length. An audible gasp left her. Lex didn’t seem to notice. She kissed Aydra’s throat and made her way down her front. Aydra’s heart fluttered in her chest at the feelings happening to her, her breaths shortening. Draven grasped her hands in his and held her up as he gently moved his hips up and then torturously down inside her.
It was when Lex’s mouth suddenly pressed to her clit that she saw stars. The flickering of her tongue made her whimper as Draven continued his own. She heard him groaning familiarly behind her, and his hands tightened around hers. Aydra looked down and watched Lex play with Draven’s sack as she continued to tongue her.
“Fucking—” Draven’s words didn’t finish. Lex pressed a finger inside Aydra, and Aydra’s breath completely ceased.
They fell apart together with screams that would have awoken Arbina herself.
Aydra practically fell onto the bed at Draven’s side and stayed there a moment, unable to gather herself together as her heart started to beat again. Lex sat back and leaned against the poster of the bed opposite her, a wide smile spread over her lips.
After a few moments, she felt Draven move, and he clasped her butt cheek in one of his hands upon sitting up. She watched him take Lex’s hand and kiss her knuckles.
“Fair enough, Venari,” Lex managed, flipping her hair out of her face.
“Satisfied with my performance enough I can keep my Queen?” Draven asked Lex.
Lex chuckled under her breath. “Exceeding expectations,” she said with a wink. She stood from the bed then and started to pick her clothes up off the floor. “If you’ll excuse me, I’ve need to refresh myself before banquet.” She shoved her pants on and grinned at them. “I’ll be back soon. Try not to squander that time doing more of this while I’m gone.”
Aydra met Draven’s eyes, and he laid down on his stomach beside her, the grin he had been wearing now softened. He reached out, his fingertips delicately tracing her hip. Her eyes fluttered. She didn’t know how he made her want him more by just the touch of his thumb, the wanton of his gaze.
“Did I hurt you?” he asked.
Her eyes flickered over him, and a small smirk rose in her features. ”Leather two nights ago, and you’re worried about hurting me with a bit of ass play, Venari?” she mocked.
A huff of amusement left his lips, and his fingers tightened around her flesh, and then he smacked her backside facetiously. He pushed himself up onto his hands, hovering over her body. A serious gaze quickly replaced the playful one, and the air intensified around them as she raked her hands up his chest, threading her fingers into the hair on it. She wanted to take him again, to feel the pleasure of his filling her once more, but she wasn’t sure they had time.
“Stare at me much longer and we’ll never make it tonight,” she informed him.
He leaned down, his lips pressing softly to her throat. “I thought you wanted ropes,” he muttered against her skin.
Her fingers entwined in his hair as she inhaled the forest scent of him, her legs instinctively bending up on either side of his waist. The feeling of his rippled back muscles beneath her fingers made her eyes close, her hips arch upwards against his.
She reached for his length and gave it a tug, stroking it back to life. “Quickly, my King,” she whispered in his ear.
He groaned into her neck, and she felt him stiffen in her grasp. He nipped down her collarbone and sucked on her breast, teeth tugging on her hardened nipple. But she pushed on his chest, legs gripping around him, and she turned him on his back. Her hands grappled to the poster behind his head, and she sank herself onto his hardened cock with a rock of her hips. He cursed under his breath, eyes tightening, and she surrendered breath as his hands splayed over her hips, fingertips digging into the thick flesh of her backside.
It was a half hour more before they were both dressed in their banquet garb again. He mocked the entire time they were dressing, telling her of the dances he was sure the Blackhands would try to teach them. She’d just finished twisting her hair when she heard the words he was speaking trail, and she did a double-take at his face as he stared at her, the smile on his face faltered, replaced by the dilated pupils and look of inherent surprise that she’d only seen on him a few times.
“What?” she asked.
“You’ve no idea how powerfully striking, yet diabolically terrifying you are, do you?” he said to her.
The words caught her off guard, but the smile rose on her lips nonetheless, and she sighed into the swelling in her chest. “Do you not realize you’re the same?” she asked him, almost chuckling under her breath. “Beautiful, dominating, and amorous all at once. Wrapped in shadows of inherent angst and carnal desire, poised to strike at any moment.”
