"Fuck," Rez rumbles in my ear. "And you could have that mouth on you again, if only you'd behaved."
But I'm glad I didn't, because being shared between them like this is a bliss greater than any orgasm.
Then Yaelyn wraps his long tongue around Reznik's length and flicks my clit with the very tip. My cunt squeezes, hot arousal flooding from me, as I fight to buck up against Yaelyn's sinful mouth.
"Fuck, please," I pant.
Yaelyn ignores me, takes his tongue away and sucks Reznik back into his mouth, working him until the demon is panting and groaning beneath me. Just before he comes, Yaelyn lets him go with an audible pop. Reznik fucks through my slit once, twice more, dragging against my clit in a way that makes me moan, and then comes with a shout, spraying me with his hot seed.
The incubus smiles smugly. "I'll lick every last drop of him from your pussy if you tell me why you stole from us."
"And if I don't?"
"We tie you down and leave you here, Reznik's cum dripping down your thighs, no way for you to find relief on your own."
A desperate, needy cry escapes me. "No, please."
Yaelyn slowly massages some of Reznik's seed into my cunt, curling his fingers inside me. "Mischief."
"Okay! Fuck. My buyer showed me a picture of the sun shard."
"Good," Yaelyn murmurs, kissing my mound softly before slipping his tongue between my folds.
"Continue," Reznik says.
"I was drawn to it." Yaelyn flicks his tongue hard against my clit and I cry out. "I-I've always been drawn to shiny things." Yaelyn hums thoughtfully, the vibrations reverberating through me, little spikes of pleasure snapping like sparks against my skin. "I told myself I'd give it to him, if only I could hold it first. I couldn't stop thinking about it. Ineededit."
"Why? How is it different than any other shiny trinket?"
Yaelyn rolls my clit between his lips again and I let out another desperate cry.
"I don't know! It became a compulsion. An obsession. Everything but you two felt all wrong until I could hold it."
The demon's hands go to my breasts, and he pinches both of my nipples at once.
I keen, babbling and begging. "That's it! That's the truth! Please, Yaelyn. Rez. Please."
Yaelyn draws his finger from my cunt then thrusts back in with a second, stretching me open. When he lashes his tongue against my clit, I shatter. Ecstasy explodes from me, white-hot, and I swear I leave my body. I must scream, but my pulse pounds in my ears so loudly I can't hear it. I float at the peak of pleasure, my whole body trembling, and they hold and stroke me through it. My perfect demonkin.
Reznik eases my arms from around his neck and I let him, boneless and spent. Yaelyn picks me up from the demon's arms and carries me to the bed, setting me gently in its center.
He caresses my face and draws me into his arms, tucking me beneath his chin. Reznik clicks off the lights and joins us on the bed, curling around me, spooning me the way I spooned Yaelyn through his pain. He slings an arm over my hip so he can touch Yaelyn too. The demon presses a soft kiss to my temple and shifts until I'm held perfectly between them. Safe. Content.
"There was one more reason," I murmur.
"What's that, little thief?" Rez asks softly.
"Money."
"Lucy!"
"Not for me," I say around a yawn. "For Shadow House. It's where I grew up and it's in trouble. My sort-of-dad wouldn't say why, but I dunno, something about zoning or arrears or liens? I wouldn't have survived on the streets. Aron saved me. And those kids, all those displaced kin that call it home..."
"How much is your contract?"
"Five hundred million dollars. I know you can't put a price on something like a sun shard, but Khadyr did. That kind of money has to be enough to save Shadow House."
"Oh, Spark," Rez sighs, pulling me closer. "We didn't know. About where you grew up. About what you were facing."
