“Needy?” Ryker growled onto her neck, calling her out in front of everyone.
Yes. Around her mates, Nix was constantly “needy.”
Her heartbeat quickened at every gust of wind, every surge upward through the thermally charged updraft.
Her other mates drifted closer to her as well, surrounding her from all sides. Wings of stone, black membrane, maroon scales, and white feathers.
“I think she is gettingveryneedy up here,” Bael commented, unraveling his incubus tail and vibrating the triangular tip to tease her.
Flying always got her blood and heart pumping. Surely, she could not be the only one who got horny from flying.
Thierry practicallypurredagainst her back shoulder. “Does our mate want to be fucked in the sky again?”
Below, the clouds rolled and shimmered like liquid ivory, curving and folding as if alive, creating hidden pockets of soft mist.
“We are so high up, you don’t have to worry about anyone seeing you come on our cocks,” Bael added, smirking.
Nix rolled her eyes but moaned when the incubus’s vibrating tail slithered under her dress and around her waist and stopped right above her pussy.
A little lower, and he would touch her clit, which—of course—he knew. He just liked torturing her.
Thierry leaned closer from behind her, his warmth infiltrating her even through the cool rush of wind. His hot breath seductively brushed over her ear as he murmured “my heart” in French.
His voice was a gravelly, low vibration that thrummed straight between her legs. “Yeah, our mate wants to get fucked.”
A greedy whine escaped the back of Nix’s throat as one of her mates cupped her breasts and fingered her nipples through the thin chainmail dress. The cool metal rubbing against her nipples created a sensitive and powerful sensation.
Another large, warm, masculine hand kneaded her ass cheeks as they bent her to their will, moving her into a position in the air that granted all of them special access.
All of her most sensitive areas were being touched and explored. Breasts, nipples, neck, ears, back, and pussy.
She moaned again, and her mates growled back as they released their cocks from their pants. Thankfully, the wispy white clouds swirled around them like a living veil, soft against their skin, framing them in ethereal isolation.
The overcast cover would prevent anyone from seeing her mates with their asses and cocks bare for viewing as they shoved their waistbands down their toned thighs.
Bael’s vibrating tail settled right over Nix’s pulsing clit, and she howled at the powerful thrum.
“Yes,” she cried out.
One of the men gently stroked her left wing, and her eyes rolled back.
A thick finger prodded her wet entrance. A thumb pressed, lifted, and pressed against her tight, pink sphincter from behind.
“You want more?”
“You want all of us?”
Bael’s tail vibrated against her harder.
Someone’s lips traced the line of her jaw.
She rocked onto the fingers between her legs, trying to push them further inside her. “Please, now,” she begged.
“Pleasure is the only thing—” Persius pinched her nipples. “—you will ever beg for.”
The tip of Bael’s tail suddenly stopped vibrating.
Nix gasped and opened her eyes to glare at the teasing incubus. He thought he could stop without permission?
