Page 91 of Blood of the Veil


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“I want… you to be happy,” Myel whispered.

“This will make meveryhappy, inso manyways,” I breathed.

He took a step.

Yes.

Please!

With his next step, his arm lifted and his hand slid into mine, warm and grasping, intent.

I smiled.

“Thank you, Myel.”

Wow. This was happening. My first threesome, with two men who could make me see stars and fireworks.

Rook stood, his hand tracing down my arm to my joined hands with Myel… then up Myel’s arm.

“I was hoping you’d say yes,” the incubus breathed as his hand came to Myel’s cheek.

Myel blinked, his lust blooming into a living thing. I guessed Rook had helped Myel’s pleasure along.

“Oh,” Myel breathed.

Then Rook stepped in and kissed him, softly at first, gentle and tentative… until Myel accepted the advance. Then their lips opened, and Rook feasted on my beautiful shifter.

“Oh… wow,” I hissed as my arousal blew through the roof. I’d never been one to watch. Guy-on-guy stuff hadn’t done it for me… until now.

Rook was too damned sinful for his own good and Myel too beautiful. Together they were a wet dream in the making.

I shuddered out a breath as a flash-fire of lust consumed me. I clamped my legs together, but it did little good, hot wetness spreading over my thighs. My breasts — with a mind of their own — swelled against my dress. The pressure of the sheer silk was nearly too much as every shift of fabric sent zings of pleasure singing through me.

Myel felt it, moaning at my ecstasy.

And seeing him moan in Rook’s arms was too much.

My vagina pulsed, desperate for something to grasp, as I came softly.

“Yes,” I breathed.

Rook released Myel and the two of them stared at me, the mess that I was.

“I think she wants us,” Rook said, a chuckle in his tone. He turned to Myel. “Shall we oblige her?”

Myel couldn’t speak, feeling my pounding orgasm as his own. Instead, he stripped in record time, his thick cock at full mast, trembling and throbbing.

“I couldn’t have said it better myself,” Rook said, and his clothes fled as well.

I couldn’t catch my breath, my mouth bone dry.

We were really going to do this. I was going to have these two amazing men at the same time!

Oh God, thank you!

IZZY

Dreams cametrue as Rook and Myel joined me on the bed. And it wasn’t just being with two men, it was these specific men. Rook was every sinful bad boy fantasy I’d ever had, and Myel was all my Goth daydreams made real.