Beaufort’s eyes dart all over my body. “You kept this a secret, sweetheart.”
“Sometimes a girl needs a confidence boost,” I explain.
“Were you planning on fighting demons in your best pantie set, Kitten?” Dray chuckles. I shrug nonchalantly. “Bad ass!” he growls, and then his hands are all over me, squeezing my ass and my breasts through the scanty material.
“Beau, dude. You have to see how good her ass looks.” He spins me around. His eyes widening when he sees my chest. “Fuck, your tits are even better.”
I peer back over my shoulder at Beaufort. He’s undoing his shirt in the manner that has my pulse racing. His eyes are swirling like storm clouds. That cold melancholy has dissolved into passionate heat. He means business. And I realize I know him well.
Dray reaches for my breasts, squeezing them in both his hands and running the pads of his thumbs over my nipples. His eyes are full of heat too – heat and that usual mischief. He leansforward and sucks at one of my nipples through the material of the bra. The lace scrapes against the sensitive tissue, the sting soothed by his wet tongue. I whimper, especially when I hear Beaufort undo the buckle of his belt and lower his fly.
“I said we’re going to do this slowly. If you don’t like what we’re doing. If you wanna stop–”
“I’ll tell you. Yes, I know, Beaufort,” I say brattishly.
“Actually, if it’s too much, I want you to pinch Dray real hard,” he says, with a smirk, “because your mouth’s going to be busy. Now bend over,” he demands and I notice that usual self assurance has returned to his voice and his demeanor. The asshole loves to tell me what to do, and is it bad that sometimes, I don’t mind it? In fact, it turns me on. “And I’m going to take you from behind, sweetheart, while you suck his cock.”
Who have I become? Because I’m more than willing to obey that order, especially when he says it in just that way.
Beaufort presses a firm palm between my shoulders and pushes me over until I’m bent over and my face is hovering in front of Dray’s crotch.
“Fuck, yes,” the shifter says, taking my chin in his hand and tracing my lips with his fingers, meeting my gaze as he dips his thumb into my mouth. I nip it with my teeth, making him chuckle. He removes his thumb and then, still holding my gaze, he yanks off his shirt, revealing his muscular form, that deep scar over his shoulder and the scribbles of ink on his skin. I can’t help licking my lips. The man is frankly delicious.
“You like that do you, Kitten?” he says. “Let’s see if there’s something you’d like even more.” He unbuttons his pants and drops them to the floor. He’s not wearing any underwear and his cock bobs in front of my face. Long and thick and stiff, framed by light fuzz that trails up to his bellybutton.
“Come on then, Kitten,” he says with a wink. “Open wide.”
I rest my hands on his hips and open for him.
“Such a fucking good little kitten,” he growls as he thrusts his cock between my lips and I hollow my cheeks and suck on him. He tastes salty and earthy and I love it.
Behind me, Beaufort palms at my ass and then he’s sliding my panties down my thighs, planting kisses on my skin as he follows them down and helps me to step out of them. Then he’s sliding a hand up the inside of my thigh, stroking the soft flesh, and dipping his fingers between my folds, before reaching around to press on my clit.
I moan as his shadows thrum against me.
“Come for me first, sweetheart. Come with his cock in your mouth, and then I’ll fuck you.”
I moan again, the combination of his words, his magic, and Dray’s cock throbbing against my tongue, is intoxicating.
I forget about all my worries and all my fears, how nervous I’m feeling about tonight – mingling with all the good and great of our realm, trying to convince the Empress to give us soldiers so that we can find Fox, terrified about what’s happened to him. All those thoughts float away momentarily, replaced by this feeling of bliss, lost in this moment, caught between two men who love me as much as I love them.
Dray combs his fingers into my hair and then he’s twisting locks around his fist, jerking my head back, so my throat opens and I can take him even further into my mouth. I can’t breathe so well and the light-headed feeling has Beaufort thrumming an orgasm from me. I suck down hard on Dray’s cock and he jerks his hips, pulling at my hair.
“Good girl,” Beaufort says, “you’re doing so well. You wanna stop?” He waits to see if I pinch his bond brother. When I don’t, he curses under his breath and next I feel the nudge of his cock between my ass cheeks, then he’s thrusting up inside my pussy, all the way until his hips hit my backside.
Now I’m truly pinned between them. Skewered by a cock in my mouth and one in my pussy. Anchored. It feels right. Like this is where I belong. Their girl, their thrall, their mate. To pleasure as they please. To pleasure them in return.
I hum with satisfaction around Dray’s cock.
Beaufort’s cock throbs inside me and he takes three deep inhales.
“You okay, there, Beau?” Dray teases.
“Fuck, she just looks so … nearly came in one thrust.”
I growl, making it clear I would not be happy with that outcome. Dray chuckles.
“She wants to be fucked properly, dude. So if you’re just going to stand there, I’d be happy to trade places.”
