Not when they asked for this, and he could show them something new. Something longer and deeper and stronger.
His gaze fell to Lazerath. “Shirt off. On your knees.”
Lazerath blinked. Hesitated as Dav’s hand spread across Rose’s lower belly.
“Do you need the order to come from her?” Dav trailed his lips down the side of Rose’s throat. His fingers teased teased the bottom of her lace bustier. “You looked so good on your knees. I bet she’s craving the sight again.”
Rosalind tilted her head to give him better access, even as his fangs teased over her skin. But it was all her when her silky voice ordered, “On your knees for me.”
Lazerath sank, one knee then the next, onto the floor as his upper body rose and fell with his deep breaths. His hands lifted, fingers unsteady as he undid the laces at his chest, widening the neck until he could pull it up and over his horns.
“Perfect,” Dav rasped, and maybe the double meaning of the word was a secret, but he was finding it harder and harder to keep it to himself. “Look at what he would do for you, baby.”
“Anything,” Lazerath rasped, eyes fixed on Dav’s hand on Rosalind.
Smirking, Davarox inched his fingers higher until they met the soft skin spilling from her top. Lazerath swore, followed closely by Rose as Dav pulled the cup down and flicked her nipple into a hardened peak.
“Please,” Rosalind moaned, trying and failing to find the right friction. Dav kept his hold, tormenting her and Laz with his fingers on her breast.
“So eager,” his voice rumbled in her ear,though his eyes were on Lazerath who seemed seconds away from losing his restraint. “How badly do you want to come, Rosalind?” Dav flexed his hand over her breast before letting it rise to the base of her throat. His pressure was gentle, barely there, but he felt the shiver run through her body and straight to his core. “Crawl to him.”
The groan that came from Lazerath as Dav stripped Rose’s top would be imprinted on Dav’s soul for eternity. He took his time with the bustier, unclasping each hook while watching Laz’s shaking restraint. When Rose was free of the fabric, she slid from the chair to all fours.
With just pink lace covering her ass, she took up a seductively slow pace, and Dav leaned back to appreciate the sight. Not just of the fabric between her legs, completely darkened by her arousal, but the look of feral hunger in Lazerath’s eyes as he fought every instinct to dive at her.
When Rose made it to the red demon, Dav loosened his belt, slipping his hand down to his cock to relieve some of the pressure. He didn’t need to make any orders, watching as the seductress kneeled, dragging her hands up Laz’s torso before delving into his hair and kissing him like she was starved.
No surprise, Lazerath’s hands explored everything, and Dav timed his strokes with each reverent pass of Laz’s palms over Rose’s back, sides, breasts. But he was only giving them a small taste, and when he cleared his throat, they both froze.
“Show me, Laz,” Dav said, lazily adjusting in his seat so hecould pull his pants down to his thighs. His cock smacked against his lower abdomen.
For a moment, he swore Laz’s gaze dipped, but then his friend was turning Rosalind in place. Her eyes darkened when she saw what Dav had revealed, heartbeat racing and pulse almost visible at her neck.
The moment Laz’s hands gripped her waist, one sliding up to her breast as the other dipped under the band of her undergarment, her eyes snapped shut on a moan. Laz’s lips descended on her neck as he teased his fingers along the fabric but never lower. A tease, like he was learning the game.
“Are you going to reward our girl for her good behavior?”
Lazerath needed no more encouragement and sank his fingers into Rosalind’s heat. They both cursed, and then Davarox had the perfect view of the movement of Laz’s hand dipping in and out of her cunt.
As Lazerath focused on her pleasure, Davarox stroked himself to the sight. At one point, the heat of both relieving the pressure and staving off his own release forced him to strip his shirt, then his pants so he could spread himself more fully. But all the while, her eyes continued to find Dav’s.
“Distracted, baby?” he teased, playing with his cock fins for his own enjoyment.
The moment her eyes lowered, tongue flashing out to wet her lower lip, he nearly lost every ounce of restraint.
“I need you, too.”
Dav tsked, dismissing her choice of words as a slip in the moment. “Such a greedy little human, aren’t you?” He let his eyes take a slow perusal of her writhing before looking at Lazerath. “Come on his fingers, and maybe I’ll give you what you want.”
Dav knew the moment Lazerath stopped teasing her, the moment he moved from a slow build to a pace that would tip her over the edge. Davarox was already standing, already moving toward them when she cried out, the combination of Laz’s fingers deep in her cunt as he pinched her nipple with a soft twist sending ripples of pleasure through her.
Rosalind’s cry had barely faded, head tipping forward as she breathed hard, when Dav tapped the head of his cock against her lips. Even dazed, she opened without question, swallowing him halfway with a groan.
“Don’t you fucking stop,” Davarox ordered Lazerath, who had slowed and pulled his head back with wide eyes. “Stretch her and make her flood your hand so we can fuck her together.”
“Fuck,” Lazerath groaned, and then there was a ripping sound followed by the most delicious vibrations of Rose’s groan around Dav’s cock. He could only assume that the pink fabric was a lost cause.
His hand dove into her hair, gripping just tight enough to elicit a moan and halt her desperate attempt to swallow him deeper. “My pace,” he growled, tilting her head up to him. Her chin was already wet, breathing labored but eyes molten and begging for more. The sound of Laz’s fingers stillfucking her cunt echoed between her panting. “Hands on my thighs, baby. Tap when it’s too much.”
