And then he starts to stroke, aiming them right at my face. I don’t even stop to think. I shove my hands between my legs and let my mouth fall open, watching Henry stroke and stroke as Jonas throws his head back in ecstasy.
I’ve never been this excited before, watching and waiting for the moment when they’ll both explode on me.
Henry’s eyes are glued to me, even as his breathing becomes more and more ragged. “You ready for it, baby? You going to take two loads?” he asks me, and I nod, eager.
I plunge two fingers into my soaked pussy just as Henry makes an impossibly sexy sound in his throat and Jonas roars up at the ceiling. Thick, white cum spills from both of them, some of it landing on my tongue but most of it ending up on my cheeks and chin.
And then I come again, covered in them and wound so tight that it’s painful. I claw at the leather couch as the orgasm wipes my brain. I come back to them gasping for breath, immediately collapsing forward when I can’t support myself.
Two big hands hoist me up, and I bury my face in the neck of the minotaur holding me. I can tell by his smell that it’s Jonas, and as I’m carried down the hallway toward my bedroom,I hold out my hand for Henry’s. His hand engulfs mine without question.
Jonas lays me down on the bed and, without my having to ask, crawls into the bed behind me. He curls himself around my back as Henry moves to press against my front, and sandwiched between the two of them, I think I might be the happiest I’ve ever been in my life.
They push in closer, and Jonas drapes his arm over me and Henry both, stroking his fingers down Henry’s arm.
“I didn’t know the two of you…did that,” I say, pressing my head to Henry’s chest, my eyes drooping.
“We’ve been living together for a long time,” Henry tells me, his chest rumbling against my cheek. “We like each other, and we like to fuck our girls together sometimes.”
A shiver runs up my spine, and Jonas chuckles behind me.
I tilt my chin up, seeking, and Henry kisses me, long and slow and deep. I pull away and turn my head, trying to see over my shoulder, even though my eyes are halfway closed.
“Jonas,” I whine, and he kisses me too, so soft and deep that I’m already craving more, even if there’s absolutely no way that could happen. I’m so sore I know I’ll be feeling them for days.
Over my head, the boys go up on their elbows and kiss each other with the same lazy passion they just used on me.
When they’ve settled, they wrap me in close between them and I fall asleep so fast, it’s like someone switched me off.
6
A pounding on the door wakes us all up the next morning. I reach for Henry, but he’s already halfway out of the bed, slipping into a pair of sweatpants as he goes.
“Who is it?” I mumble as Jonas pulls me tighter to him.
“Don’t know,” Henry says and runs a hand through his messy mane as he leaves the bedroom.
“I’m not expecting anyone,” Jonas grumbles against my neck.
“Me neither.”
And then a voice travels down the hallway to us.
“Who the hell are you?”
I shoot up in bed, almost knocking Jonas to the floor, and fling the covers off me. “Oh, my God,” I say again and again as I throw on one of the guys’ shirts and rush into the hallway.
Sure enough, my mother is standing in the doorway, her face purple with outrage. Henry, however, doesn’t look concerned. He calmly says, “I’m Henry and this is my apartment. Is there something I can help you with, ma’am?”
“I want my d–” She cuts off when she sees me and her hands fly up to her mouth. “Mara, my god, what’s going on here?” Hereyes rake down my body and back up, and I know this isn't going to be good. It’s not like it’s any secret what’s happening here.
“Mom–” I start, but she throws her hands up.
“I can’t believe this is what has come of you. I raised you better than this. I know I did. Sleeping around with non-human creatures like a–”
“Excuse me,” Henry cuts her off. He looks angry now, and his breath puffs out of his snout in a gust of wind. “You will not speak to her that way.”
My mother scoffs and points a shaky finger up at him. “Who areyou?”
