Page 109 of The Prophet


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“Just so.” His lips find mine, full of tender passion and fire.

Our kiss deepens as he walks me backward, our hands exploring the contours of each other’s bodies with delicate touches.

We tug off our clothes, leaving a trail from the living room to the bedroom, where I turn us and push Darius onto the bed.

He sprawls out before me, long, muscular body glowing bronze atop the white hotel blanket. His thick cock rests flush against his stomach, the little nubs that cover his shaft making me drool.

He moves farther back on the mattress as I crawl forward and sink to my knees between his legs.

My palms massage up his thighs as I lean down, the musk and smoke of his body filling my senses. I lick up his length, his skin velvet soft and burning hot. With a hum of pleasure, I take him into my mouth, savoring the unique texture of his cock against my tongue.

Darius’s breath hitches as I take him deeper, his fingers tangling in my hair. He moans softly, encouraging me to explore every inch of him.

A glance up through my lashes reveals Darius’s smoldering gaze locked on me, his lips parted on quickening breaths. Heady with my power over him, liquid desire pools in my hips.

“You two look like you’re enjoying yourselves.” The mattress dips as Flint joins us, and he grips my hips. “Up for me, love.”

I continue to worship Darius’s cock as I shift onto my knees, raising my ass into the air.

Flint’s long fingers play in my slick folds. “Look how excited you are.”

My moan vibrates around Darius’s shaft, pulling a groan from him.

“Let me taste you.” Flint caresses my thighs, parting them to give him better access to the most intimate part of me.

Warm breath tickles my sensitive entrance, and I gasp at the first swipe of his tongue on my core, a bolt of pure ecstasy shooting through me.

Flint’s talented mouth works wonders on me, teasing and probing in all the right places. Each flick and swirl sends waves of pleasure radiating out from my center, leaving me trembling and panting with need.

My arousal mingles with the taste of Darius on my tongue, creating an intoxicating brew of desire.

A flush rises in Darius’s face, his eyelids falling to half-mast as he stares down at me, watching his cock move in and out of me.

He reaches out, grazing the sides of my lips, stretched taut by his girth. “So indecent, my lady.”

With a slurp up his length, I fist him at the base and work his tip with suction and the light graze of teeth, my own release rising under Flint’s skillful administrations. My channel clenches around him, my muscles tensing.

“You taste so good,” he says against my folds. “I want to be inside you.”

My hips rock back in encouragement, and his mouth leaves me, replaced a moment later by the head of his cock. In one long thrust, he seats himself in my body, ripping a moan from me.

He grips my waist, fingers digging into my flesh, as he thrusts at a rolling pace that hits my sweet spot, driving me closer to the edge.

Pleasure spirals through me, and I take Darius deep into my throat, reveling in the fullness.

Darius’s breath hitches, and his hand tightens in my hair. “I’m close, my love.”

“Me, too,” Flint groans. “You feel too good.”

Fisting Darius’s base once more, I stroke him in time to my head bobbing, and his knot swells, pushing my hand open. Fiery cum pumps onto my tongue as he releases with a shout.

I swallow, savoring the taste of him, primal satisfaction rushing through me that I undid him.

Then Flint reaches around to slip his fingers between my folds, finding my clit, massaging in time to his thrusts, and I come apart, gasping against Darius’s hot thigh. Flint follows a moment later, his cock pulsing deep inside me.

We collapse together, our gasps filling the room, until Marc’s voice breaks in. “If I’d known this was going to happen, I wouldn’t have stepped out for food.”

Flint rolls off me. “Thanks, but I already ate.”

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