The hand on his cock stroked again, and that powerful grip and angle could only belong to one demon.
Davarox groaned, twisting and slicking Laz’s length while never leaving Rosalind’s center.But then he was inching closer, brushing the underside of Laz’s cock and lifting it until his tip met?—
“Oh, fuck,” he blurted at the same time as Rosalind when the head of his cock slipped inside her. No farther, but just enough to play with her warm opening.
As if that wasn’t enough, Dav’s fingers were still stroking Laz’s shaft, tongue lapping at both of them in a way that had Laz’s orgasm rising at a dizzying pace.
“Fuck, I’m so close,” Rose whimpered, body trembling.
“Dav,” Lazerath grunted. “Dav, you gotta let go of me.”
Davarox didn’t listen. His fingers increased their pressure, tongue working and head urging the tip of Laz’s cock to continue bumping against Rosalind’s entrance.
“Don’t you dare swallow,” Rose gasped.
Fire erupted along Lazerath’s spine the moment Rosalind clenched and cried her release. Laz’s hips thrusted forward as his hand snapped out and latched onto where Rose was holding Dav’s head and hair. He groaned, unintelligible noises surging from his fucking soul as he came. Dav’s mouth latched over them both, sucking and drinking down their releases with a barely contained groan of his own.
Dav waited until their trembling ceased, gently putting Rosalind’s feet to the ground. She reached down, hooking her fingers under his chin as she urged him to stand.
“Show me.”
Laz’s used cock twitched at her order, then twitched again as Davarox bent and opened his mouth to display the collection of their cum on his tongue.
Rosalind patted his cheek. “Good. Now share.”
Laz died.
He’d gone to another fucking plane of existence as Davarox leaned down and kissed her, tongue slipping into her mouth as he did as she asked. They groaned, eyes lost in each other as he let her take that release from his mouth.
No fucking way was Lazerath going to miss out on the actual hottest thing he’d ever witnessed. His hand wove between their faces, palming Dav’s cheek and pulling him into his kiss. He stole his own cum from Dav’s tongue, uncaring about anything but kissing and sharing this moment with them.
Breaking away, he dipped to meet Rosalind’s kiss, tongue teasing hers before he swallowed the release he’d been given. A sweet tang that no treat in their shop could ever compare to.
Panting, Lazerath straightened, looking at Rosalind and then at Davarox with joy and love in his heart. And he could have stood there forever, just being in their quiet company as he thought of how grateful he was for their existence. For taking a chance on him, for loving him, for loving each other, and trusting that all of this was possible.
But instead, he said to Rosalind, “I need to fuck you. Now.” Then, to Dav, “And I need to do it while you’re fucking me.”
Davarox shuddered, fins on his cock flexing. And yeah, maybe Laz was a bit nervous at that sight, but aftereverything?
He trusted Dav.
No questions.
“Fuck,” Davarox muttered, wiping a hand down his face. “You… You’re sure?”
“Please. I need you. I need to feel you. Be close to both of you.”
Rosalind ran a hand down Dav’s arm, thumb rubbing gently. “You think you’re ready to take over?”
Davarox’s chest rose and fell rapidly, and then he reached out and shut off the water. “Yes. Dry off first.”
Lazerath fetched towels, and then they took their time, or perhaps followed their distractions was a better term. An arm was barely dried before someone was kissing a neck or cheek. Tails teased and prevented any progress by stealing towels. Laughter echoed as Laz shook his shorter hair out to mock the other two before grabbing another towel for Rosalind’s long curls. Then he played with her breasts, tongue flicking over her nipples as Davarox braided the strands down her back to keep them from getting tangled.
Laz should learn how to do that. It would be a useful skill for their future children, on top of the benefit of playing with his soulbonded’s hair because it looked soothing.
When they finally made it to the bedroom after all the distracted touching, Laz was hard again. He wasn’t sure how Dav was surviving this long without any sort of relief, but then he remembered Dav enjoyed the tease. The buildup.
And, yes, maybe Lazerath enjoyed the slow burn a bit too…
