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My arm trembles as I weakly swat at him. “Stop that.”
“So crass,” Darius agrees.
Marc comes into the room, his gaze heating as it sweeps over us. “I wouldn’t mind a little appetizer.”
Shivers of my release still move through me as I push up onto shaky hands and knees to crawl to the edge of the bed to reach out and hook my fingers into his belt, tugging him closer. “What if I want an appetizer?”
“Oh yeah?” Marc’s cock thickens behind his zipper. “I won’t say no to that.”
My tongue skates over my bottom lip as I work open his jeans to free his hard length. Pre-cum already glistens in his slit, and when his hand cups the back of my head, guiding me to his throbbing arousal, I go eagerly.
My lips close around him, the flavor different from Darius, more earthy and spicy, but just as delicious.
His size is easier to handle than our ignis demon, and I take him deeper, his tip sliding into my throat. His fist winds through my hair, holding me in place as he thrusts gently against my tongue.
Thick fingers prod at my dripping folds, stretching me wider, and Marc’s gaze shifts to Darius as he moves into position behind me. “That was a fast recovery.”
“I will always rise to my lady’s need.” The blunt head of his cock presses into my entrance with slow, steady pressure.
His girth stretches me to the point of pain, and the combination of Marc filling my mouth leaves me teetering on the edge of another climax, every nerve ending alight.
Darius’s hips press flush to my ass, lingering there for a moment, letting my body adjust to his size, before he pulls back and surges back inside a little faster.
He and Marc fall into sync with each other, using me for their pleasure.
“Pen,” Marc groans, his grip tightening in my hair. “You’re incredible.”
The praise sends a shiver down my spine and I double my efforts, swirling my tongue as he thrusts into my mouth while Darius takes me from behind. My muscles tighten, my moans muffled by Marc’s cock. The sensation of being pleasured from both ends sparks through my nerves.
Marc slides deep into my throat as he leans forward, reaching for Darius, and fire joins our pleasure. I moan around Marc, the vibrations eliciting a groan from him in response.
They break apart, Marc withdrawing to allow me to breathe, while Darius’s pace quickens. I grip Marc’s thighs, gasps falling from my lips, my senses overwhelmed.
Marc urges me onto my knees, and Darius’s strong arms embrace me from behind, steadying me as flames crash through my body in waves.
“Merri,” he growls into my ear, his voice rough with passion. “You feel incredible.”
Marc watches us, his eyes dark with lust and his hard cock glistening from my mouth as he strips out of his clothes.
Then Sharpe appears beside him, already half undressed, his greedy eyes raking over me. I didn’t hear him come home, but I’m glad he’s here, too.
Darius groans and pulls from my throbbing channel, burning cum pumping across my ass. A whimper of protest escapes at the sudden loss, but Marc and Sharpe are there, now gloriously nude. Their bodies press to mine, hot where Marc molds to my front and cool where Sharpe embraces me from behind.
We fall onto our sides on the bed, my dark, fae prince and my fire witch, their cocks filling the emptiness in my core, stuffing me to the brim.
The sensation of having them both inside me, their combined heat and strength, sends me spiraling into ecstasy, and I come with their names on my lips.
My inner muscles pulse around them as they thrust in sync, with the sounds of our labored breaths, the slick slide of skin against skin, and soft groans rising into the air.
They continue to move, building the flames of my desire again, chasing our next climax together.
At last we lay satiated in bed, our naked bodies entwined, Darius spooned around Marc, his fingers trailing fire over my stomach while Sharpe reclines behind me, and Flint rests on his back, his head on my thigh.
Even more than the pleasure, the love that courses through me for these amazing men threatens to overwhelm me.
We’ve come so close, so many times, to losing this. But against all the odds, and all the trials, we made it through to the other side, stronger for being together.
“I was thinking…” Flint says.
