Her hand cradled Lazerath’s chin, pulling his gaze to her. Fear, yes, but there was eagerness and uncertainty within, like his entire being was wobbling on a thread trying to cross the depthless Aldgate Scar.
He wanted this, too.
Urging Laz closer, she leaned in to match him. “Follow me,” she purred, then pressed an open-mouthed kiss to the head of Davarox’s cock.
The gray male shuddered, his hold shaking where she’d forgotten he still gripped her hair.
But relief passed over Lazerath’s features, and then he was closing the distance and placing his mouth next to hers.
“Good boy,” she whispered, knowing Dav needed a moment to regain control. Her breath fanned over the fins of his cock, tongue teasing a pliant spine before stroking the underside of him.
If there was one thing she understood, it was Lazerath’s need for focus, and right now, he needed to ignore every thought flashing wildly in his mind. So, a task. A mirroring that he could not fail at when all he needed was reassurance that what he was doing was okay.
Thatthiswas okay.
Rosalind moved her lips back toward the flared head of Davarox’s length, Lazerath matching the movements until their lips met at the tip. This time, his tongue flicked out first, stealing the bead of precum before she could. She licked for it, though, tongue meeting Laz’s, and then it was almost natural how they fell into step with one another. A competitionto see who could make Davarox shudder harder, groan louder, swear completely.
“Fuck, what a fast learner you are.” Gray fingers in her periphery took hold of Laz’s horn and hair. “Taking orders and sucking my cock like you were made for this.”
Lazerath groaned at the praise, slowly finding his own movements as Rosalind eased off. She watched him take the head back into his mouth, tongue working before sliding it deeper.
“Fuck, just like that,” Dav hissed, head tipping back. “Rose, baby—those hands are free, put them to use.”
She was already moving, hands dipping to Lazerath’s pants and tugging him closer. He moved with a pained sound of relief as she palmed him through the fabric, blindly working at the ties to free him.
Tugging his pants down to his thighs, she wrapped a hand around his hot length, spreading the slickness down his shaft. He groaned, jerking in her grip, then picked up his rhythm with Dav.
She watched him take more and more of Dav and rewarded him as she twisted and pulled around the nubs on his cock. His arms still trembled at his sides, even as Davarox praised him, but soon Laz’s hands were exploring more. Palms spreading on Dav’s thighs. Sliding around to his ass. Urging more.
Rosalind pressed her free hand to Laz’s chest, dragging over the heated skin before flicking his nipple. Laz groaned, which in turn made Dav groan, and then therewas a whirlwind of movement and Davarox was yanking them all apart.
His chest heaved, swirling desire in his black eyes as he stared between them. Laz breathed hard, wiping his hand over his wet chin. His cheeks were dark from more than just exertion.
But fear crept back into Laz’s eyes. The worry that maybe he’d fucked something up but also a pang of something unidentifiable. Something more that he shuttered when he noticed Rose’s attention.
Davarox recovered, slipped back into his command, and reminded them with a quick nudge of his hands what they were here to do.
Rose’s mouth met Laz’s at the encouragement, her tongue diving between his teeth to steal the taste of Dav, but then they were being urged to stand, and she couldn’t help the hungry whine that escaped her throat.
A swat against her tender ass had her squeaking and breaking away, glare pointed at Dav.
Who shook his head with a smirk.
She snapped her gaze to Laz, mouth popping open at his casual shrug and wicked grin, hand retreating back to his side as he kicked his pants free.
“Sorry, beautiful.” His tone suggested he was not at all sorry. “Did you forget which one of us has gotten to come so far?”
Okay, he had a point, but then both demons set their eyeson her, something unspoken passing between them as they stepped closer in unison.
“She did leave your hand dripping,” Dav mused, running his tongue over his lip like he was remembering the taste.
Laz smirked as Rosalind retreated. “Could have fit a third, maybe fourth finger in her cunt, she was so greedy for it.”
“One day, I bet she’ll take a fist.” Dav’s next step had him towering over her, eyes perusing her naked body now that Laz had ripped her last remaining layer off. “Warm her up for both our cocks in that same tight hole.”
“Fuck,” she breathed at the same time as Laz.
Dav moved fast, tail wrapping around her hips and twisting her in place. His arm was next, clamping over her shoulders and tugging her flush to his chest with his hand enveloping her breast. Her squeak was drowned out by a moan as Dav’s other hand thrust three fingers into her heat.
