Draco’s hand continued stroking my hair as Aiden’s kiss deepened. I felt his other hand slip under my shirt, warm against my stomach.
Aiden’s hand slid down my body, over the curve of my hip to the waistband of my shorts. He paused there, pulling back just enough to meet my eyes, asking permission without words.
His fingers slipped beneath the fabric, finding me already wet and wanting. I gasped as he stroked me, his touch confident, like everything else about him. Draco’s lips found my neck, trailing kisses along my pulse as Aiden’s fingers worked their magic.
“So responsive,” Aiden murmured, his eyes never leaving my face as he circled my clit. “I’ve thought about this for weeks, about how you’d feel, the sounds you’d make.”
I arched into his touch, unable to hold back a moan as he slid a finger inside me, then another. Draco’s hand tightened in my hair, tugging just enough to send shivers down my spine.
“That’s it,” Draco encouraged, his voice rough with need. “Let us hear you.”
Aiden’s skilled fingers curled inside me. His thumb pressed against my clit, circling in rhythm with his thrusting fingers.
“You’re so beautiful,” Aiden whispered, his golden eyes glowing in the starlight. “A fucking goddess.”
The dual sensation of Aiden’s fingers inside me and Draco’s lips on my neck pushed me rapidly toward the edge. The bond between us thrummed with shared pleasure, amplifying every touch, every sensation until I couldn’t tell where my feelings ended and theirs began.
“Aiden,” I gasped, my body tensing as the pressure built. “I’m going to?—“
“Yes,” he growled, increasing his pace. “Come for me, sweetheart. Let me feel you.”
My orgasm crashed through me like a tidal wave, stars exploding behind my eyelids as I cried out. Through our bond, I felt Percy and Eris responding from wherever they were in the building, their pleasure echoing mine and extending my climax until I was trembling and breathless.
As I came down from the high, Aiden withdrew his hand, bringing his glistening fingers to his mouth. He maintained eye contact as he sucked them clean, his golden eyes flaring brighter with magic.
“Fuck,” Draco breathed, watching us with naked hunger.
I felt languid and bold, my inhibitions lowered by pleasure and smoke and the safety I felt between these two men. I sat up, looking between them with a mischievous smile. “Your turn.”
Draco raised an eyebrow. “Both of us?”
“I want to taste you while Aiden watches. Then maybe he’ll let me taste him too.”
Draco’s eyes darkened as I moved to kneel between his legs. He leaned back on his elbows, watching as I unbuttoned his jeans and pulled down the zipper. Aiden moved to sit beside us, his hand coming to rest at the nape of my neck, gently stroking.
I freed Draco’s cock, already hard and straining. He hissed as I wrapped my hand around his length, stroking him slowly.
“Such a pretty mouth,” Aiden murmured, his thumb tracing my bottom lip. “Show us how you use it.”
The command in his voice sent heat pooling between my legs again. I maintained eye contact with Draco as I lowered my head, taking him into my mouth. He groaned, his hand immediately finding my hair.
“Fuck, Jupiter,” he gasped as I took him deeper, hollowing my cheeks around him.
Aiden’s hand moved from my neck to my hair, gathering it back so he could see everything. “That’s it,” he encouraged, his voice thick with desire. “Take him deeper.”
I moaned around Draco’s cock, the vibration making him thrust involuntarily. Aiden’s hand in my hair tightened slightly, guiding my movements in a way that made me even wetter.
“She looks so fucking perfect,” Aiden told Draco, his free hand trailing down my spine. “On her knees, taking you so well.”
Draco could only nod, his eyes fixed on where his cock disappeared between my lips. Through our bond, I could feel his pleasure mounting, building toward release.
“I can’t wait to feel that mouth on me,” Aiden continued, his words sending shivers through me. “To watch those pretty silver eyes water as you take me down your throat.”
The combination of Aiden’s words and the taste of Draco on my tongue was intoxicating. I worked him faster, using my handto stroke what wouldn’t fit in my mouth, my tongue swirling around the head with each upstroke.
“Jupiter,” he warned, his voice strained. “I’m close.”
I doubled my efforts, wanting to push him over the edge. Aiden leaned down, his lips brushing my ear. “Make him come, baby.”
