The d’Aelius heir broke away from her embrace and pushed his forehead into her shoulder, shouting loudly as he came. Lex’s thrusts stalled, allowing Peytor to push his cock in further.
“My turn,” I rumbled, tired of waiting and impatient to feel our girl wrapped around my cock again.
Lex gently pulled his erection from Peytor’s tight hole and moved from the bed to wash it quickly with a rag.
“Peytor, how quickly can you be ready to go again?” Lex asked. Peytor fell to his back, chest heaving and forehead sweaty.
“Fuck, Lex. I don’t know,” he said petulantly.
I rumbled a laugh as I sat against the headboard, picking Folami up before setting her gently on my lap, erection piercing her most intimate place.
She hissed a breath of pain at the intrusion and stretch.
“Go slow,” I commanded. “Take only what feels good.”
“Will you get off?” she asked, already rocking her hips, seating me further inside her wet heat with each movement.
“Don’t worry about me,” I said, enthralled with watching my erection disappear into her dripping pussy. “I’ll come for you.”
With that reassurance, Folami picked up her pace, tentatively testing different movements to see what felt best. Lex and Peytor’s conversation faded into the background, my attention solely focused on the stunning woman, the queen, riding me like I was her favorite toy.
“Ilyas,” she moaned, head thrown back in ecstasy. “Gods, I love how you stretch me.”
I rumbled in satisfaction, careful to keep my hips still as I leaned forward and took one of her breasts in my mouth. Folami moaned and gasped, her movements becoming erratic as she chased her orgasm.
“Come for me. Come on my cock,” I rasped against her nipple, biting lightly with my teeth before soothing the abused bud with my tongue. Folami came with a shout, her pussy spasming and contracting around the part of my erection buried inside.
“Oh fuck!” I exclaimed, surprised at my own release as my cum painted her inner walls. “Oh fuck,” I mumbled again, as Lex laughed lightly.
“Don’t think you’ve ever come that quickly before, Illyas,” he teased, and I laughed against my girl’s chest, pressing reverent kisses against every inch of her ebony skin.
“Must be something to do with Folami’s magic pussy,” Peytor declared, stroking his hard cock.
“It haseverythingto do with myayaba,” I admitted softly.
Folami’s hands cupped my face, and I gazed into her eyes, hoping mine showed her every bit of love and devotion I held for her.
She smiled softly before pressing an equally soft kiss against my lips and rising off my softening erection with a hum of satisfaction.
“I think those two have something planned for you,” I rumbled against her lips. Folami laughed lightly, then winced as mine and Peytor’s combined release fell to land against my legs.
I reached down and swiped my finger in the mess, bringing it to her lips. Folami frowned for a moment before sucking my finger into her mouth, tongue swirling around the digit as she tasted us both.
My jaw slackened at the sight, Lex’s and Peytor’s chuckles matching the mirth in Folami’s eyes.
She released my finger with a pop before moving off my lap and into Lex’s arms.
“Ilyas was right,” he said, smoothing her braids away from her face. “Wedohave something planned. If you’d like to try it?”
“Nothing in my ass,” she said immediately, much to all of our surprise. “It’s . . . not something I’ve overcome since my last Mage?—”
“Say no more. We won’t even suggest that,” I said, cutting her off and hopefully staving any unwanted memories.
Folami shot me a grateful smile, none of the expected shadows clouding her gaze.
“Then, what is it?” she asked, curiosity and desire coating her words.
“What if Peytor and I both took your pussy?”
