In moderation.
Once a year was enough.
“Rose, baby,” Davarox purred, fingers dragging down her spine as he looked over her head to Lazerath. “How would you like to go for a ride on Laz’s tongue while I warm him up a bit?”
She bit down on her lower lip, brown eyes shimmering in the demonlight. “Would you let me watch?”
Oh, fuck. Laz shuddered, precum leaking from his tip as he squirmed in place.
Dav twisted a curl of her hair around his finger. “Brilliant idea, baby.” He palmed her breast, kneading it softly as she moaned. “I wonder how many times I can get you both to come today.”
Now Lazerath was really regretting challenging Davarox earlier. He should have known that the male would not stop at one, or even two climaxes. No, he would keep them in this bedchamber until tomorrow if he wished. He’d probably not worry about taking an unplanned day off at the bakery just for orgasms, that’s how serious he looked.
Laz followed instructions as he reclined in bed, nerves replaced by excitement as Rosalind followed, staring over him upside down.
“Hey,” she whispered, pressing a kiss to his forehead. “Still good?”
“Yeah, beautiful.” He tilted his chin until she got the hint and kissed his lips. “I need this.”
Davarox returned with the oil, finding hisplace at the end of the bed between Laz’s spread legs. One hand was already slick, rubbing together to warm up the lubrication. “I’ll get you ready to take my cock. You make our girl scream.”
“I love you,” Laz blurted, grin wide as he saw Dav’s shoulders soften. His eyes drifted up to Rose still over him. “Love you, too. Now sit that pretty cunt on my face.”
Her cheeks turned an adorable pink as she placed her knees on either side of his head, hands braced on his chest until she was situated.
But she kept hovering, and Lazerath wasnota patient demon.
His hands latched onto her lush hips, pulling her down to his mouth as he speared his tongue inside her. She swore, thighs tensing, and then she was easing herself into the movement, rising and falling as he drank her in.
It was a good focus for him as Davarox reached under his legs, lifting his knees until he was better exposed for that first gentle finger around his rim.
Laz shuddered at the touch, tensing with the unfamiliarity.
“It’s okay, Laz,” Rosalind said, hand massaging his chest and over his nipple. “It’s just us.”
He might have nodded, maybe just turned his attention more fully on the warmth of Rosalind’s cunt on his mouth, but then there was deeper praise coming from the other end of the bed, and a prod just past that ring of muscle.
“Such a good boy,” Davarox muttered, and then Laz feltwarmth envelop his cock. He nearly bucked off the bed, somehow managing to keep it contained to a groan as Dav’s mouth bobbed up and down on his length before popping off. “Look at that. Already desperate for more.”
There was a small burn as Dav’s fingers moved in and out, twisting and flexing and helping Laz adjust to the new intrusion. But that was nothing compared to the pleasure lighting up his nerves, the taste at his tongue, the feel of Dav’s mouth kissing along his shaft and sucking his balls.
The only reason he might possibly last long enough to get to Davarox’s cock was because he’d already come.
“You’re doing so good,” Rosalind said, breathless as she continued to rock her hips. “Still licking me while Dav spreads you. You take his fingers so well.”
Lazerath whined against her as the stretch burned again, but fucking hells it was good. Too good and yet not enough.
“More,” he murmured against Rosalind’s heat, chasing that little nub between breaths.
“Slow down,” Dav soothed as more lubrication warmed Laz’s hole. “Our girl is still able to talk, you know. Getting distracted?”
Yes. No. It didn’t help when Davarox was doing whatever that was with his tongue between the seam of his balls that had Laz gasping for air.
But fuck if he was going to be taunted about not getting Rosalind’s cum fast enough.
His hands tightened around her hips, fingers digging into her flesh as he pulled her down. Hells, if hedied with her atop him and just Dav’s fingers in his ass, he’d die a happy male.
Tongue swiping out, he urged that pleasure point on Rose between his lips. Sucked as her thighs tensed and she gasped a curse.
