Roran knelt in front of me, the slick liquid of his excitement already beading at the head of his erection. My tongue darted out to lick the drop, and a moan of satisfaction ripped from his chest.
As Rilen pulled back then pushed in again, I slipped my lips over the straining head of Roran’s cock. My own groan of deep satisfaction rumbled through me.
While I missed Aiko—and even Dorian—this was always so satisfying with the twins. They moved in concert, touching, stroking, teasing me in tandem. It always caught me off guard as to how much they also enjoyed what they were doing to me as one. They became an almost single entity when they bedded me, and the delights they always brought me were not just for me alone.
It heightened their pleasure to work as one.
Rilen’s hands at my waist helped to hold me up, and I lifted one of my own to reach just under Roran’s cock to gently tug on his balls.
The grunt of pleasure made sure that I was doing things right. The slide of Rilen inside me, the way he was starting to move a bit faster, let me know we were all now chasing our climaxes.
Without a prompt from me, Rilen moved a finger to my clit and tapped on it. He’d discovered that was the surest way to get me to come in less than a minute as he drove harder and faster into my depths.
The cock in my mouth pulsed, warning me that Roran was about to come, and I welcomed it. He thrust hard, but not deep, into my mouth, and I swallowed all that he had to offer while Rilen found his satisfaction deep inside me at nearly the same time.
I licked a little path from Roran’s flagging, satisfied erection along his thigh, and I could hear him hiss his assent. I let my fangs drop and slipped them into the small vein I knew was there.
His cock sprang back to life as he gasped.
We weren’t done yet.
* * *
My eyes fluttered open.
I tried to look around, but the room was nearly pitch black, save for the soft glow of a nightlight near the bathroom. I had no idea what time it was, and I didn’t know where to look for the time.
All this underground stronghold living was very disorienting. I was used to seeing the sun through windows, even when I was held captive by Savion.
The logic behind keeping me in one room, deep out of sight, wasn’t lost on me. Gwen and Bel needed me to do something. Something important.
Something to save this world.
But locking me up down here? I’d had enough of captivity already.
Roran and Rilen were sleeping softly on either side of me. I did love curling up between them, and we’d all needed a nap after the clothing incident. With all that exercise, I didn’t need to use the treadmill, after all. Still, I felt trapped. I needed to get out of this room. I just needed to walk around so that I didn’t feel like a prisoner.
I slipped out from between the ridiculously hot bodies on either side and off the end of the bed. I found a plain skirt, slipped on the insanely comfortable sports bra, and then found a shirt to put on over it. As comfortable as the sportswear was, it was chilly in the rock-hewn tunnels.
The door softly creaked as I opened it to peek into the hallway. Crow and Phoenix were nowhere to be seen, which was…odd. They were exceptionally confident in their duties, and for them to be gone was odd.
Who was I to question good fortune?
My footsteps were silent on the stone, and I was glad that the rocks were carved and worn smooth. I opened the door a bit more and looked farther up and down the hall.
Still nothing.
The entire stronghold was quiet, so I suspected it was late at night. As I stepped out of the room, a hand slipped around my arm.
I nearly screamed.
“What are you doing,ilati?” Rilen’s voice was quiet.
My heart slammed in my chest from the fright, and it took a moment for me to answer him. “I want to go for a damn walk, Rilen. I’ve been left behind and held in a room with no autonomy. I just need awalk.”
“Not wise.”
“I don’t care. I’m going for a walk.”
