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He twirls gracefully around me and gets to his knees, looking up at me with a smirk. My fingers fly to his hair almost instinctively, and he groans when I grasp it tight, finding it to be silky and soft.
“Darlingaraske,” he murmurs. “You’re a much more wicked thing than you let on, aren’t you?”
“I don’t…” I start.
But then he latches onto my clit, and I find out what it’s like to get eaten out by an alien rockstar.
His tongue is long and dexterous, ending in a point rather than rounded. It produces the oddest sensation, sending shockwaves all the way up through my body. I grab my left breast with my other hand as I drag Keon closer, keeping him shoved against my pussy.
“Mm…” he rumbles against me, lapping at me like I’m the most delicious thing he’s ever tasted. I almost release him, thinking he might be out of breath, but he just grabs my leg and hitches it over his shoulder. I have to balance to stay standing, nothing nearby to keep me on my feet.
And Keon does. Not. Stop.
Once he has a better angle, his tongue finds its way to my opening, sliding inside. It’s narrow, so I barely feel it at first, but long and practiced. He’s clearly been with a human woman before, because he finds my g-spot and—
Oh my God, he just found my g-spot.
I moan loudly, my cries echoing up into the high ceilings. My eyes have been closed, but I lock onto Atlas’ gaze in that moment, finding that they’re practically glowing
He isn’t touching himself yet, but I want to see it. And I think he might be able to read my mind, because he reaches for his pants.
“Yes,” I breathe.
I want this man so fucking bad…maybe because he’s so inaccessible, or maybe because I’m a masochist.
Keon puts added pressure on my clit, his teeth grazing it. I whimper at the sensation, and he pulls away for a moment to grin up at me. His lips are wet with my arousal, his tongue sweeping out to lick the slickness away.
“So you really do like a little pain, don’t you, sweet thing?” he asks.
“I like…” I meet Atlas’ gaze. “I like pressure. Intensity.”
Keon’s fingers find my clit, slide across my folds. I brace myself by tangling my hand in his hair when his index and middle fingers penetrate me, curling just right against my g-spot.
“Oh my God,” I breathe.
“That’s why you want him, hm?” Keon asks. His fingers work inside me as he glances back at Atlas, who’s slowly unzipping his pants. As far as I’m concerned, it’s almost like it’s only Atlas and I here in this room, Keon playing me for an audience of one. I’m just an instrument right now, letting these men use me. “You want to be impaled on that thick cock of his.”
“Yes,” I moan.
“In your throat? Your pussy?” Keon cocks a brow. “Your ass?”
“Everywhere,” I whisper.
Atlas’ breath hitches as his cock falls free, jutting out toward me. He takes himself in his fist and pumps himself once, and I see a bead of silvery precum at the tip as color dances across his shaft.
“Then show him,” Keon says.
Another swift movement, and this time, I’m the one on my knees. They ache from being dropped to the tile floor, Keon standing over me now and unzipping his pants. My mouth waters as I think about finally having one of my holes filled, looking over at Atlas to let him know that I’m ready to be used.
This isn’t why I’m here, this isn’t why I’mhere…
But fuck, it feels good.
“Do you want me to?” I blurt out, looking at Atlas. I want his approval so badly. He nods, licking his lips.
“Yes,” he says. “Show me how deep you can take a cock in your throat, wife.”
I’m eager to do as he says, especially when I look back at Keon. His cock comes loose from his pants right in front of me, flashing with the same neon as his eyes. He’s not quite as girthy as Atlas, but he’s still gorgeous, his metallic skin shining.
