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I never figured I’d be much for men making noises like that, as if I’d enjoy them being so needy, and yet I did. It felt powerful in a way I couldn’t believe, especially over someone like Troy, someone so carefully controlled.
I grasped the waist of his jeans, and he lifted his hips so I could work them down. I left his shoes on, which meant when I took the jeans to his ankles, they made a shackle, one I placed my knee on to farther hobble him.
He let his legs drop open more, a plea and a surrender.
A glance up his body let me catch his silver eyes, see the want there, the drunken lust. Kase’s worries made sense as I saw it, as I witnessed how the aphrodisiac effect could make a person beg foranything.
But Troy had agreed before he’d been affected, which meant I didn’t need to feel guilty about enjoy it.
I ran my tongue up Troy’s desperately hard cock with one hard, long lick.
He cried out, forcing Kase to strengthen his hold to keep the werewolf still.
Troy’s cock was thick enough that when I wrapped my handaround it, my fingers didn’t meet. All the filthy ideas I had came to me, about how badly I wanted to have him, how easy it would be to crawl into his lap and sink down on his perfect cock.
I shook that off, though, instead focusing on my first plan. I traced the veins on the side of his shaft, teasing them, prolonging the game. Kase wouldn’t feed quickly, and this was one of the few times Troy was entirely open with me.
I wouldn’t waste it.
A growl left Kase, and when he readjusted, when he sank his fangs in again, Troy jerked his hips up, thrusting against nothing, a pathetic whimper leaving him.
Which pushed me over the edge. I leaned up and wrapped my lips around his cock, savoring the salty taste and the heat of him. He kept his hands to the side, grasping the blankets in tight fists.
Which worked for me.
Troy wassostrong in real life, so alpha, that him giving in for me was a huge turn-on. My cunt was drenched, but I focused all I could on him.
I ran my tongue along the flared head of his cock, then slid my lips down his shaft. I worked the base with my hand, though it made me frown. The very bottom of his cock felt odd, not quite as hard as the rest.
Not that I was going to ask about it. For one, because questioning how someone’s goods worked in the middle of sex was universally considered rude and, also, because my mouth was currently full.
So I filed it away for later as I slid my lips along his length, taking him as deep as I could, ignoring the way it stretched my jaw in a wonderful way.
His hips twitched but he didn’t thrust up. Instead, he seemed to give himself more to the moment, letting Kase keep him sitting upright.
Another growl came, and I lifted my gaze to Kase, to where his red eyes watched me with an insatiable hunger.
I reached out with my free hand, undoing his slacks with my nimble fingers before pulling down the zipper. He didn’t help, too busy keeping Troy still. I also think he enjoyed the game, enjoyed watching what he’d started as I wrapped my hand around his shaft.
He wasn’t warm, not like Troy was, but that didn’t stop me from moaning when I felt how hard Kase was.
I stroked Kase, my grip solid, as I worshipped Troy’s length with my mouth.
My cunt felt empty, desperate and forgotten, and the sight of the two of them was more than I could resist.
I pulled from Troy with a noisypop, rewarded with another of those needy whines, then toed my shoes off and shed my pants and underwear.
I crawled into Troy’s lap, and his hands found my hips with ease, so I wouldn’t topple backward.
I reached between us, grasped his damp cock and slid down his hard length.
Andyeah,he was thick. I hissed, the stretch hot and painful and wonderful all at once. Kase released him, letting Troy sit up straighter, but moved behind him again.
A small smear of blood sat on Kase’s lips, on his white fangs. I leaned in, over Troy’s shoulder, and licked a drop from his fang. It was like copper, but tinged with something almost cinnamon. That same rush from before happened, though not quite as strong, just a tiny taste of the aphrodisiac in his saliva.
I rode Troy, aided by his grip, as Kase bit once more into his Troy’s exposed neck. Given he was a werewolf, Troy would likely hold no scars afterward, which mean Kase didn’t have to be as careful with where he bit.
I reached down, behind Troy, having to tilt to reach Kase’s cock. Still, a little acrobatics was worth it. Troy kept me upright and moving, pulling me down harder, as I focused on stroking Kase.
