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“Indeed.”
I open my eyes to see Dora’s teeth digging into her lower lip, her expression tense, and I reach over to touch her cunt for myself. Sure enough, she’s slippery with arousal, and I run a teasing finger around the hood of her clit. “Dora, I swear you’re the most eager female I’ve ever touched.”
“I like both of you. Sue me.” She bites her lip and whimpers again, rocking against my fingers when I continue to tease her clit.
“You should make her come, Jamef,” I tell him, my voice low and casual, because this feels right and good, the three of us in bed, pleasuring each other.
“With my tongue?” he asks, and Dora sits up. I watch as two of his fingers disappear into her cunt and she gasps, her nipples tight even as she rides his hand.
With his tongue. I suck in a breath because that’s right. She’s supposed to ride his face and I’m supposed to take his cock. “Yes. I want to watch that.”
Kef, do I want to watch that.
Dora moans, reaching for me. “You first,” she pants. “I want to watch you on his cock.”
“I want to watch that, too,” Jamef admits, voice strained. His fingers tease the entrance to my body, and I bite back the hungry sound that threatens to rise out of me.
It’s been a long time since I’ve been with a male. A long time since I’ve had a cock inside me, and Jamef and I, for all our flirting, have never sealed the deal. It feels like…a commitment, and a prickle of fear rushes through me. I’m about to demand that Dora go first so I can stall while they’re occupied, when Dora puts her hands on my shoulders and pulls me in for another kiss. It’s like she’s trying to encourage me. To remind me that she’s here, too. That this is for her as much as it is for Jamef.
“You’ll be so beautiful riding him,” Dora whispers against my lips.
I bite back a groan, because kef me, I want her to watch. I want Jamef to have his mind blown. And more than that…I want to feel it. I want to be the center of our little universe. So with a shuddering breath, I get on my knees and slide my leg over his hips, facing Jamef. My hand goes to his stomach, and the mixture of metal and skin there is oddly comforting. It reminds me that it’s Jamef, who’s always watched me with patient admiration. Who’s wanted me even when I was an absolute disaster.
I rock against Jamef’s cock, getting used to the feel of him sliding against the folds of my cunt. I’m incredibly wet, my pulse throbbing arousal between my thighs, and Jamef feels incredibly, pleasantly large and metal-studded. I rub against him and Dora watches me, entranced. My gaze meets Jamef’s and his eyes are heavy-lidded and full of lust, and I’ve never felt so keffing beautiful or sexy in my life.
“Take him inside you,” Dora whispers. “I want to see.”
“Greedy thing,” I tease her. “You just want your turn.”
“That, too.”
“I want my turn, too,” Jamef murmurs, his hand moving to my hip and caressing me. “Though I do like the view right now.”
I stroke my hand up his stomach, rocking my hips over him. “I feel like we’re using you, dear Jamef. Shamelessly using you for our own devices.”
His eyes flare with heat. “Use me,” he growls. “Keffing use me all you like.”
The breath catches in my throat, because I love the need in his voice. Kef me. It sends a pulse of heat straight inside me. Use him? It’s like he knows just what to say to make me even wetter. With a needy groan, I raise my hips and take him in hand, sliding the head of his cock to the entrance of my body.
“Go slow,” Dora says, her eyes hungry. “I want to enjoy the sight.”
“Go slow?” I echo, meeting Jamef’s gaze. He looks tortured—in a delicious way—and I think yes, perhaps I should go very, very slow to draw things out. With exquisite hesitation, I lower myself onto him, molecule by molecule (or at least it feels like) as his shaft stretches my body. My breath hitches with every piercing, every ridge that enters my body.
By the time I’m seated completely atop him, every nerve ending in my body is singing. I clench tight, gasping, my hands locked on his waist. I want to ride him and use him. I want to buck on top of him and drive myself to a hard, fast orgasm.
But there’s three of us here. So I lift one hand and hold it out to Dora. “Come sit with me on top of our mate.”
And Jamef makes a hungry sound that I love, a sound of pure agreement as he reaches for Dora, too.
