"Oh, Mischief," Yaelyn says slyly. "You think you're full now?"
"Hopefully not too full to enjoy your present," Reznik rumbles in my ear, and hot damn, I shouldnotbe getting little horny tingles again after just coming my brains out, but I guess that's just life as the Light Bearer, eh?
Aside from the whole having-to-bring-balance-back-to-the-shadow-realm situation, it's a pretty damn good gig. And my guys have assured me that wewillbring balance to the Force. Well, Reznik didn't put it that way, and yes, that earned him a marathon of Episodes I through VI, but that was the gist. Together, with my shiny rack rocks, we'll be able to battle back the darkness overtaking their home realm and save it.
Not to mention the realms beyond.
Saving the world is on our agenda, right behind upping my light saber skills and oomphing up my magical mojo.
First on my agenda? Opening my Christmas present.
* * *
The present isn't shiny,but I'm not disappointed in the fucking least. Because my present is an honest-to-goddess playroom of the very sexy adult variety. There's a long, sturdy frame, taller even than Reznik, with metal loops along the edges. A few skeins of rope hang from one of the loops, and my mouth drops open.
Yaelyn draws me into the room and pulls down a length of rope. "Rez developed a new hobby while you were away causing trouble."
"I told you I'd tie you up like a present and feast on you," the demon adds in a low purr.
"And you've already done the feasting," I say, swaying on my feet. Shit, I thought my knees were wobbly after this morning's face-riding rodeo. But this... this means business. This room means giving all control over to my demonkin, putting myself in their hands and trusting them completely.
Yaelyn must sense the curl of anxiety building in my belly because he passes the rope off to Reznik and comes to me until we're standing toe to toe. He takes my hands in his and brings them up to his lips, kissing the back of one and then the other. "We're going to push you, Mischief. Do things you've never done before. But it will all be in service ofyourpleasure."
I swallow hard. "Never more than I can stand?"
"Never," Reznik swears, coming up behind me and setting his hands on my hips, pulling me back against his hot body.
Yaelyn drops his forehead to mine and brushes my nose with his. "You're the most courageous woman I've ever met. Impulsive, risk-addicted, and of occasionally questionable judgement, but courageous. Be courageous for me now. We will never harm you, love. We only want toworshipyou." He steals a slow, lazy kiss that stirs desire in my belly. "Make you feel pleasure more intense than you've ever felt before." His lips drop to my jaw, then my neck. His teeth lightly scrape over my pulse point, and I let out a low moan. "We're both claiming you today, Luce."
"You've done that before," I say, my throat suddenly hoarse.
Rez grinds against my ass, and my eyes go wide.
"Not like this," the demon rumbles in my ear. "I'm going to tie you up, tease you until you're panting, kiss you until you're breathless, taste and touch... all while Yaelyn plays with your virgin ass. And when you're so wrung out from the pleasure, when you're soft and ready for us, we'll take you together."
It's a good thing I'm pressed between them because I'm pretty sure my knees have been replaced by gummy candy. I let out an incomprehensible string of syllables, and Yaelyn chuckles against my skin. Because he knows. He knows my cunt clenched, achingly empty, at Reznik's words. Yae steals a nipping kiss. "We'll take it slow," he promises, "but don't you dare tell me you've never thought about this, stroked your soaking pussy while imagining what it would be like taking me in your tight ass while Reznik claimed your cunt."
"Fuuuccck," I groan because of fuckingcourseI've thought about it. Okay, big girl panties (except, really, no panties, because I'm about to get my brains fucked out). If Yaelyn can take Reznik's absolute monster dong inhisass, I can take Yaelyn in mine. "Okay. Yes. Please."
Rez nuzzles my cheek with his and then steps away, unwinding a length of the cord and then beckoning me toward him.
He spends the better part of an hour tying me up while simultaneously winding me up, looping and knotting the rope until it crisscrosses my body. He touches me as he works, a brush of the pad of his thumb over my nipple as he draws the cord beneath my breasts, the scratch of his claws on my inner thighs as he binds me open for them, long sucking kisses along the column of my neck as he wraps my arms at my sides. By the time I'm suspended from the frame, and he nods with satisfaction, I'm panting for him, needing so much more of his touch. Knowing I'm going to get all I want and more.
I hang in the air, not even a toe touching the ground, bound open for them. Rez has made my body his canvas and the rope his paints, and when Yaelyn looks at me, it's like he's looking at a work of art.
"Breathtaking," Yaelyn murmurs, then steps forward and captures my lips in a kiss. I want to grind against him, to get some relief from the fire Rez's touches have set burning beneath my skin, but I can't move even an inch. All I can do is clench my fist, curl my toes, and throw my head back to moan when Yaelyn thrusts a buzzing vibrator into my needy sex, anchoring it inside me with one of the swoops of rope that trace up my thighs to my hips.
It's not nearly enough stimulation, but I know it's not meant to be. It's an unrelenting tease, meant to keep desire simmering in my blood as they touch me.
It's their first touches that send me to that blissful place of stillness inside me. Yaelyn massages my shoulders while dropping kisses down my spine and Reznik... Reznik looks at me as though there's nothing more precious in all of time and creation. He steps forward, takes my face in his hands and draws me in for a kiss I feel down to my very soul. And I rise, rise above my worries and doubts, above oaths and obligations, until I'm floating in a world of sensation and emotion, suspended between the two demonkin I love above all else.
This. This is where I belong.
And Yaelyn knows it."There she is," the incubus says softly, pressing a kiss between my shoulders.
"Love you, Spark," Reznik murmurs against my skin.
"Love you more," I promise.
