Selvyn laughed again, a dark chuckle that made my spine tingle, and brought something up beside my face. “Close your eyes and open your mouth.”
I clamped my eyes shut, opening my mouth as wide as I could. Cold bit at my lips as he forced a long piece of ice past them and into my mouth. He plunged it in and out, until water dribbled down my chin.
Curiosity getting the better of me, I opened one eye slightly to sneak a peek at the object.
It was an icicle–and he’d tied one end with cloth to keep it from melting in his grip.
I’d seen them hanging from the roof of the cottage, but I would have never dreamed of using one like this.
It was sinful.
Depraved.
And from the throbbing of my cunt, I absolutely loved it.
Selvyn removed the icicle from my mouth and ran it along my neck, making me shiver. “Do you want to feel it inside of you, Iris?” He purred.
“Please,” I hummed and wiggled my hips.
“Lean forward.”
Doing as he instructed, I leaned forward until the tips of my nipples grazed the quilt covering the bed.
“No, like this angel.”
Selvyn gently pushed me down until my chest rested on the mattress and my ass was up in the air.
“That’s it.” He hummed and ran the icicle up and down my crack, sending droplets of water trickling down my thighs.
With his other hand he gripped my cheek, pulling them apart slightly, and I felt the frigid pressure of the icicle on my hole. He circled it several times, then slowly pushed it inside of me.
“Fuck,” I moaned at the brisk intrusion.
Selvyn pulsed it in and out, being sure not to force it too deep. “Is this okay, angel?”
“Yes, feels good,” I hummed. “But I want you to fuck me.”
He tsked and ran the head of one of his cocks through my folds. “Patience, angel. I’ll give you what you need.”
With the icicle still planted in my ass, Selvyn eased the warm head of his upper cock inside me, leaving the lower cock to dangle beneath us. My breath hitched as the ribbing along his shaft forced its way past my entrance and rubbed against that sensitive spot inside of me with each light thrust of his hips.
The contrast of his warm cock on one side, and the chill of the icicle on the other was pure bliss.
Selvyn gripped my waist, the sharp tips of his claws digging into my skin as he seated himself inside of me.
“You feel like heaven,” he groaned, snapping his hips, sending my ass rippling with the contact.
I moaned with each thrust, savoring the sensation, but I was slightly distracted by the fact that one of his cocks was justhanging there.
“S-Selvyn. Stop for a second,” I squeaked.
He stilled immediately and leaned overtop of me. “Are you alright? We can stop if—”
“No, I’m fine. But I wantboth.”
Despite the fact that he was trying to stifle it, I could feel him laughing. “You want to take both of my cocks in this tight little pussy?”
“Please. Can we just try it?”
