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Desmond’s hands sank into Claire’s hair for a quick hard kiss before taking what Everett was offering him. He knelt at Claire’s feet and cupped one breast with his long fingers, squeezing and massaging. His other hand started plucking her nipples causing sharp sensations of pain mixed with pleasure that tumbled inside of her and collided at her core.
He replaced his fingers with his mouth as Everett’s hands divested her of her pants and found her wet center. For a few minutes, he just played with her. Stroking her everywhere except the one place she wanted it the most.
“Everett,” she panted, twisting restlessly as their feelings only heightened her own, driving her further and further over the edge in an endless loop of pleasure.
Finally listening to her pleas, Everett pressed his thumb over her clit and Claire wanted to sob with relief as he started moving it in small, tight circles. He removed his thumb and Claire was about to protest when he shifted his angle to plunge two fingers inside of her with his other hand. Claire’s knees buckled and he removed the hand on her clit to hold her up. Desmond was there to take his place though and his mouth closed over her clit and suckedhardas Everett’s fingers thrust deeper inside her and curled hitting that one spot just exactly right. Claire couldn’t hold back the orgasm and it rushed over her causing her entire body to shake with the force of it.
Throughout it, the men gave her no rest, as Desmond’s tongue continued to work over her clit and Everett’s fingers never stopped moving, the sensations had her jerking in their grasp. As they pushed her through her first orgasm, she was already hurtling towards the second. Her head fell to her chest as she tried to stay upright with all the sensations coursing through her body.
Strong fingers lifted her chin and Claire tipped her head back to look into Malcolm’s golden gaze. His eyes burned with an intensity as he watched them bring her closer and closer to the edge again. “Come for us,” he growled softly and Claire couldn’t help but obey.
She cried out as her body stiffened and then shook. It felt like she might have blacked out a moment or two from the force of it all. When she regained her senses, she was in Malcolm’s arms as he lowered her onto Desmond’s lap as he laid back across the bed. Desmond’s hands gripped her hips as he lowered her onto his waiting cock. Claire gasped and whimpered as he stretched her. From this position, everything felt sofull.
Desmond gave her a few seconds to adjust before his hands guided her hips into moving. Claire opened her mouth but no sound came out as he started moving her up and down on his cock. She felt oversensitive from the first two orgasms and knew she wasn’t going to last long. Especially not with the length of his cock hitting every place inside of her.
As she dangled on the edge of orgasm, Desmond sat up suddenly, shifting the angle and causing Claire to let out a whimpering cry. He put one hand on her chest, pushing them back slightly until there was about a foot of space between them. Claire was confused until she saw his open palm between them, a strand of blue-tinted magic danced on his palm. Right, the bonding ritual.
Claire lifted a shaky hand from Desmond’s shoulder and called up her own magic. It surged forward at her call but Claire wasn’t afraid of it. Instead, she pushed the extra back till a small strand remained in her palm. Once the magic was settled in their hands, Desmond moved his so his palm was facing hers and she placed hers against his. The magic stayed cupped between their palms as Desmond spoke the words of the witches’ Soul Flame ritual.
“I, Desmond Brandlevine, do freely give up a piece of my magic and my heart to you. To have and to hold and to love for eternity and beyond.”
He paused and Claire repeated the words.
“I, Claire Mayfaire Oreson, do freely give up a piece of my magic and my heart to you. To have and to hold and to love for eternity and beyond.”
She felt Desmond’s magic tug on hers and rather than fight it she let Desmond pull it into his magic. She focused on his magic and pulled it into her center as well until the blue-tinged magic had its own corner in her center. If she focused on it, she could taste a bit of spearmint on her tongue. It felt like her bond with him snapped into place and there was a strength and surety to it that hadn’t been there before.
Hello, little love.She heard Desmond’s voice in her head and she smiled down at his playful blue eyes. That smile turned into a gasp however as he moved his hands back to her hips and bucked up into her. She had been so close to orgasm before he stopped moving for the magic exchange that it only took a few strokes to get her there again. What did her in however was when he pressed a thumb to her clit and surged up to kiss her at the same time. His mouth swallowed her cry as she came on his cock, muscles shaking and pulsing. With a guttural groan, Desmond came as well, shooting ribbons of warmth inside her.
Claire lay gasping on his chest, her body coming down from the high. Strong hands lifted her off of Desmond and rolled her over to her back. Malcolm’s glowing golden eyes took in her naked body with an intensity that had Claire’s core heating up again. These men were going to kill her.
With a whispering growl in the back of his throat, Malcolm lowered his head to her wet center and started feasting. He licked and nibbled and suckedeverywhere. Claire’s legs shook and she tried to squirm away from the sensations that were bordering on being painful there was so much pleasure. She couldn’t seem to catch her breath as gasps and moans fell from her lips.
Desmond settled at her side and when he caught her knee, holding her open for Malcolm, the stretch was just the right amount of sensation to send her over the edge again. Malcolm growled as he licked and sucked up her orgasm, drawing it out until she was squirming away from him. Everett caught her other leg and between the two of them they held her still as Malcolm started over again.
Claire’s gasps turned into whimpers as Malcolm softened his assault on her senses. Teasing traces of his tongue replaced the hard licks, the softer sensations were almost more powerful as she danced towards another shaking orgasm. She was almost scared to fall over the edge, the building intensity had her both bucking towards Malcolm and writhing away from him. Before she reached that ledge though, Malcolm stopped and a desperate whimper escaped her lips before she could stop it.
“Don’t worry, little treasure, I’ve got you,” he said, climbing up further on the bed until his strong body blanketed her own.
He gave her a hard, dirty kiss and she tasted herself on his tongue. Claire shuddered as she felt the tip of his broad cock drag against her oversensitive folds. He repeated the motion again and a whimpering cry fell from her lips as a bone deep ache to have him inside of her caused her to buck her hips against Everett and Desmond’s hold. His cock sank an inch inside of her. He froze and then released a growl that felt like it shook Claire’s bones.
With one thrust he sank all the way inside of her, his hips resting on the backs of her thighs. It should have hurt but Claire was so wet that all it did was stretch and Claire gasped. He stilled inside her.
“Malcolm.” His forehead came to rest against his shoulder as she tightened around him. It was like he was holding himself back. “Malcolm, move.Please.”
Her breathy plea seemed to be his undoing as he snapped his hips back and thrust into her again. He went sodeepit felt like she could feel him in her throat. The base of his cock stretched her every time he sank deep inside of her and Claire nearly whimpered when she felt fingers stroke the area where they joined. Through her bond, she could feel it was Desmond and the sensations just snowballed inside of her.
Malcolm’s thrusts sped up and it was like time froze as he sank deep inside of her. The sensations that had been building inside of her exploded outward as a scream tore through Claire’s throat. Through the stars dancing in her vision, Claire saw Malcolm lift his palm and call Dragon Fire to it. She recognized the color from the mountains when Roderick had called the secret portal. Malcolm brought the Dragon Fire closer to her chest and Claire braced herself for the burn but didn’t move otherwise. She couldn’t if she tried and she knew Malcolm would never hurt her.
Instead of the intense heat Claire had expected, when Malcolm’s hand pressed against her chest it was like a chill breeze swept right through her. Every nerve ending lit up and then chilled until her entire body felt oversensitized. The bond between Malcolm and Claire locked into place and Claire could feel the dragon living inside of him. She knew instinctively that she could now call upon Dragon Fire at any time and the dragon living in Malcolm would respond to her call.My treasure,Malcolm’s voice growled in her head.
Before she had a chance to process this new information, Malcolm was easing out of her. His absence left behind a hollow ache that only her gryphon would be able to fill. Her magic tumbled restlessly in her gut as it reached towards him.
Everett brushed a stray curl off her face as he settled at her side, his touch sweet and gentle. “Are you okay or do you need to stop and take a break?” he asked softly, his eyes warm. She knew he would totally deny himself if she said she needed a break but even the thought of that left a sour taste in her mouth as her magic protested. No, she was claiming all of her men tonight.
Muscles aching, she threw a leg over his hip, rolling until she straddled him. His hard cock was a searing heat against her center and Claire bit back a whimper as she ground against him slightly. “I want you,” she panted, her muscles shaking as she struggled to hold herself up. Everett’s eyes flashed darker. He rolled her over quickly, grinding against her as he kissed her hard.
Claire sucked on his tongue as it explored her mouth. His tongue thrust into her mouth, following the movements of his cock grinding against her and despite her aching muscles, a new ache was building in her center. She tilted her hips in a silent invitation but Everett didn’t take it. Instead, he ran the hand not cupping her face up and down her sides, gently stoking the flames inside of her with soft, barely there touches.
