“Fuck, so wet,” he groaned into her ear, pressing his palm against her clit and just fucking holding her there. “Did it turn you on, watching Laz swallow my cock?”
“Yes,” she gasped, even if it was only a half truth.
For her, attraction had always been more than an act. It was a connection, a layer beyond physical, that called to her first. Laz so willingly wrapping his lips and tongue over Dav’s cock was beautiful, stunning, arousing. But none of that would exist for her if she hadn’t also felt that connection.
Maybe watchingwassomething she couldfind desire in… an experience she had never considered might be pleasurable before now.
“I can tell, baby. And now that you’ve had your fun, it’s time for us to have ours.”
Rose was certain there was no real exchange of enjoyment for enjoyment in anything they’d done, but then Davarox was carrying her toward the bed, and she had a better idea of what exactly he intended.
“Laz, get your ass over there.”
“Yes, sir,” Laz grunted, and Rose felt her heart flutter at the way Davarox’s next step wobbled.
The red demon sat on the edge of the bed, tail draping off to the side but the end twitching in excitement.
“Familiar sight, isn’t it?” Dav whispered in her ear, teeth nipping at the lobe as he stroked too slowly in her cunt to do anything more than spread her arousal. “Still think he’s too big for you?”
Rosalind shook her head, swallowing to keep herself from begging so soon. “No. I can take him.” Her head drifted to the side as Dav’s lips trailed down her neck. “I can take both of you.”
That was rewarded with a pinch to her nipple, eliciting a curse from Laz as he squirmed on the bed.
“That’s our girl,” Dav praised, slowly removing his touch. He crowded her from behind until she had no choice but to climb up onto the bed, not that she wanted to do anything else right now. “Do you still want this, baby?”
“Yes.”
“Yes, what?”
The thrill coursed through her as her knees framed Laz’s hips, his body leaned back casually despite restraint vibrating through him.
Rosalind cleared her throat. “Yes, I want to come on Lazerath’s cock while you’re fucking my ass.”
Her hips were shoved down, the stretch and nubs of Lazerath’s cock forcing a near-scream from her throat. Pleasure shuddered through her, and distantly she realized that Laz’s hands were firmly on her hips, her own fingers digging into his shoulders for balance, which meant…
Dav’s hand slid out from between her legs, dragging some of her arousal between her ass. He’d been the one to guide them together, and yet there was nothing but trembling desire in Laz as he moved his hips in small pumps.
“Beautiful,” he grunted underneath her, head dipping to see where they were joined before something like awe spread across his features. “You’re so fucking perfect.”
“Fuck me,” she whimpered, begged, pleaded. She didn’t care how desperate she sounded. She just needed this. To be closer, deeper, never ending.
Lazerath helped lift her hips before his grip was snapping her back down, his cock hitting the deepest parts of her. Rose’s thoughts disappeared with the pleasure, the sounds, the feel. She was chanting his name, rising and falling in rhythm with his thrusts.
She lost track of time, barely shivered at thefeel of something cool dripping along her backside, only felt relief that there was a warm body moving behind her.
There were more hands, a tail, whispered praises against skin. Comfort blanketed her alongside that rising shiver within.
A firm palm against her shoulder blades had her leaning forward, an opportunity Lazerath did not waste as his mouth met hers in a clash of tongues and teeth.
There was a prod at her backside, a new stretch, a million praises kissed into her skin as Davarox continued to talk them through the preparation for something bigger.
Then his chest was against her back.
An order for Lazerath to pause.
Another warm press at her hole.
“Unbelievable,” Davarox groaned, the first slide of his cock past that ring of muscle shooting stars across her vision. “So willing to take us both.”
