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“My Darling Jewel,” he croons, playfully knocking my chin with his fist before taking my face between his hands, holding me with a barely there strength and caress. “I am telling you now. You love talking about blood dip. What is that? Is it like a cup of blood you dip veggies into? I am so confused.”
“It can be any kind of dip with blood added,” I mumble, glancing away with a tinge of embarrassment. “I hope it doesn’t disrupt you both.”
“Disrupt us?” Cailian says. “We love it. We find it adorable. We will make you all the dip you want. You must love it if you talk about it in your sleep.”
I shrug. “It’s fine.”
My head is yanked back, and I inhale a deep breath when I stare up to find an angry Nyx staring down at me. Familiar black smoke leaves him. The heat can be seen leaving his body in waves, pulsing through the air. Even his hands on me gets hot.
“Speak the truth. Hiding how you really feel will only get you in trouble later.”
“I think she likes that idea.” Cailian’s hand tugs on my towel causing it to fall to the floor in a useless heap. His hand drifts between thighs and cups my pussy. His fingers slide along the wet, sensitive lips. “Oh, she does. She is drenched for us.” Cailian lifts his fingers to his mouth.
“Watch him,” Nyx growls, lifting me enough so I can see. He doesn’t release the hold he has on my hair. He likes being able to control me.
Cailian’s eye contact never leaves mine. My breathing is faster as if I’m running uphill. I don’t think I’m going to make it to the end. I need a break. I need a moment to suck in some much needed air.
But the wicked elf sucks his wet fingers into his mouth, moaning as if I’m the best thing he’s ever tasted.
“Still delicious. I can still taste Nyx inside you.” The swirling silvers glide to Nyx. “And he tastes delicious.” He slips his fingers between my legs again and I whimper, rocking my hips for more. Then he pulls away again. “Try for yourself, Dove.”
My gaze follows Cailian’s hand stretching over my face to Nyx’s lips. The dragon opens his mouth and Cailian’s fingers vanish between Nyx’s sharp teeth. Our dragon’s dark lips close around the elf’s lithe fingers.
Nyx hums in appreciation, wrapping his clawed fingers around Cailian’s wrist, staring at him as if Nyx wants to eat him too.
His tongue flicks as he pulls away. “She is delicious.”
“Please,” I groan, wanting one of them to bring relief to the ache they have caused.
“You are pretty when you beg for us,” Nyx whispers into my ear, his free hand sliding down my arm until his fingers lace through mine.
Cailian pinches my nipples, rolling them between his fingers. The wicked elf snags my chin in his grasp and tilts his head, his angelic face far from being heavenly in this moment. “You can beg for the rest of the night, but you will not get what you want. I want you to throb. I want you to be in tears with need.” He yanks me from Nyx and we collide, my breasts pressing against his chest. “Only then will you get fucked.”
“That’s so cruel,” I whine, rocking my hips against his hard cock. “You want me. I can feel it.”
“Wanting you will never be the issue, My Snow.” His lips press against mine, pouring want and desire across my tongue until I have no choice but to swallow it and crave more. “Now, go get dressed for the evening. We have a lot to do.”
“You’re… You’re serious?”
“Very. I want to be able to lift your dress and slide inside you so effortlessly because you are so wet and aching from having to think of us having our hands on you.”
“Cailian,” I whisper his name while Nyx chuckles. “It isn’t fun. This isn’t funny!”
“It isn’t supposed to be.” Nyx’s voice booms in the bathroom as he follows Cailian. “I happen to like Cailian’s idea.”
“Your dress is on the bed. If you want, you can go to your closet. It is full of clothes your size.”
“I could pout and throw a tantrum,” I threaten, even though I know I’d never do that.
“Be a brat and see where it gets you,” Nyx growls, eyes flaming, daring me to test him.
“We will wait for you outside,” Cailian says, opening the bedroom door.
“Nyx isn’t dressed.” I point to Nyx’s bare chest.
“My Snow, he is a dragon, being shirtless is expected.”
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