“Peytor,” I heard Lex say, a hint of mischievousness in the way he said his name. “Why don’t you go ahead and show our woman how much we love her and lick her pussy until she comes?”
I moaned into Ilyas’ mouth, a sound he greedily devoured, as Peytor moved from my side, his hands finding the waistband of my pants and yanking desperately.
“Gladly,” he breathed.
My pants and underclothes were removed in short order, Peytor’s warm breath ghosting over the thatch of hair just above my mound.
I stiffened as he sniffed. All three men caught the motion and stopped their movements. Ilyas broke our kiss to peer down at me, a question in his lust-riddled gaze.
“I—I haven’t showered,” I stammered, cheeks heating. “I’m sure it?—”
“Tastes divine,” Peytor assured, punctuating his statement with a long lick between my labia with the flat of his tongue.
I gasped at the sensation, and Ilyas responded with a wicked smile.
“Ilyas, move over so I can have a turn,” Lex admonished, playfully pushing his Pleasure Bonded to the side. Ilyas moved off of me with one last lingering kiss before immediately reaching for the ties on my tunic.
Lex’s mouth replaced Ilyas’ plush lips, his kiss different but no less drugging or insistent. Our tongues danced and writhed, Lex’s hands carving into my braids, as Peytor’s tongue worked my pussy and Ilyas’ palms found my breasts.
I gasped and groaned at the warring sensations, a slave to my desire and their touch.
Aripsounded briefly before hot air met my chest, Ilyas’ lips descending to capture one of my exposed nipples while his fingers played with the other. At the same time, Peytor suckled my clit, his tongue laving my bundle of nerves while two of his fingers plunged deep into my depths.
I cried out at the stimulation, a sound Lex swallowed with a sloppy kiss.
Seconds later, I came, bursting apart at the seams as my three men brought me to the most intense orgasm of my life. It seemed like the waves of my pleasure continued for eons, Peytor coaxing every bit of it out with his fingers pressed tightly to the spot deep within my pussy.
Eventually, I came down from the high, chest heaving with panted breaths and muscles languid.
“That’s one,” Lex stated matter-of-factly as all three rose from the bed, leaving me cold and bereft. But only for a moment as my eyes were drawn to their differing forms as they quickly shed their clothing.
Peytor was naked first, his broad chest dusted with hair a shade darker than the curls atop his head. His muscles rippled and moved as he squeezed the base of his cock, the slit already oozing precum and begging for my attention.
I started to sit up, but was gently pushed back down by Lex’s strong hand, forced to watch as he and Ilyas disrobed in turn.
Content to watch them bare themselves to me, I relaxed back against the pillows, gaze drawn to my Mage and his long, sinewy muscles. Our Bond Mark pulsated slightly, and I reached up suddenly to kiss it, my lips landing directly over his heart.
“I love you,” I whispered against his chest. “Thank you for not giving up on me.”
Lex said nothing, but I could see the emotion brimming in his eyes, could swear I felt it down the Bond despite the fact we were only a Mage and Vessel.
Ilyas grasped my chin and turned me to face him, and I gasped as the blunt head of his enormous cock nearly poked my forehead.
It didn’t matter how many times I saw the mountain of a man naked; I would never become accustomed to the enormity of his cock.
“Thank you for always seeing me,” I whispered to him, the darkness in his eyes receding slightly to reveal an understanding that only he and I shared. I delicately kissed the head of his erection, a rumbling laugh echoing through the Pleasure Vessel at the action. My lips came away sticky, and I hummed at the salty taste as my tongue darted out to lick at his essence.
“And you,” I said, finally sitting up so my face was even with Peytor’s abdomen. He fell to his heels, pushing our faces together as his erection coated my stomach in his arousal.
“Thank you for being my rock and for finally seeing the light.”
Peytor chuckled against my forehead before laying a soft kiss on the skin there.
“You’re welcome, Fo.”
“Now, let us fuck you and show you how much we love you, how much we are in this relationship together.”
Chapter Eighty-Six
