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I break from Zaroun’s kiss and gaze down at him, our eyes meeting.
“Tell us how you want us, sweet Yulenna.” His tongue flicks against my skin. “Tell us what you need. We are yours to lead.”
Ossev’s teeth scrape against my other breast, the sensation sharp, and it sends another hot curl of delight through my body. I stroke my hand through Ossev’s hair as Neska waits for my answer, rubbing his face against the slope of my breast. They’re waiting for me to say what I want, what I need. It occurs to me that I could end this now with a word and they’d honor it.
That even though I’m submitting to all three of them, I’m still the one in charge.
It’s a heady, delicious feeling.
“I want all three of you at once,” I say, just to put it out in the air. Just so there’s no question of what my goal is. “I’ve got oil ready for us, so everyone is slick and it makes it easy on my body. Once we’re oiled up, I think I’d like to go upstairs, to the bed. Please.”
“Do you want us naked for your oil?” Ossev asks, nuzzling at the valley of my breasts. “Or is it just for you?”
“No, I’m going to put the oil on the three of you.” I’m breathless at the mental image. “And then you’re going to oil me so I can take you in every way.”
“Feels so good,” Zaroun groans, as if I’ve already oiled him. His head dips against my neck, resting there.
I twine my fingers in Neska’s hair, and when he kisses my breast again, I tug on it, forcing his head back. “Let me oil you, my lord. Let me oil all of you.”
Ossev presses a kiss to my mouth before he stands, boldly undressing in front of my delighted eyes. He all but rips his belted sash from his hips—the one I made for him—and casts his pale robe aside. His long, otherworldly body is just as pale as the rest of him, but I’ve grown to love the spare, ethereal sight of the three of them, because I know that slender body holds a world of strength. His cock juts out, just as eager as the rest of him.
Neska is next to his feet, his silver gaze devouring me with its intensity. He carefully removes the sash I made for him and presses his lips to it in a tender gesture before setting it, folded, in his chair. Then he disrobes with the same meticulous movements, and when he’s bared to my hungry gaze, his hand goes to his stiff cock, where a bead of webbing is already dripping from the head.
Zaroun slips from my side and puts his sash over his eyes, covering the existing blindfold, and smoothly and neatly drops his robe, then steps out of it.
All three of them are so beautiful and ethereal that it takes my breath away. This is a feast…and it’s allmyfeast. Suddenly hungry to touch all of them again, I climb to my feet, my breasts swaying, and I pull my clothing off, too. I want to be just as bare as the three of them. I step forward, unable to help myself, and I love when their arms close around me. Hands brush all over my skin, caressing, and I kiss one before moving on to the next, making sure that I taste each one. Strangely enough, I can tell which one is which from scent and taste alone. Zaroun is mild, his taste sweet. Neska has just a hint of citrus to his scent, and Ossev is the most earthy of the three.
Neska captures my chin, turning me toward him again, and his lovely silver eyes are hooded with arousal. “Your oil, pretty one.”
Yes, of course. I’ve been distracted by their hands and mouths. I reluctantly pull away from their grasp and cross the room to get the bowl of oil. I fish the herbs out and breathe in the scent—it’s steeped enough that it should be effective. Returning to my three lovers, I adore that their arms go around me, and yet when I’m not there, they seem to drift apart. “You can touch each other while I’m gone,” I point out. “I won’t mind. I’d find it sexy.”
Ossev eyes Neska. Neska blinks at Ossev and glances over at Zaroun. The corners of Zaroun’s mouth pull down with distaste.
“Or not. It doesn’t matter to me.” Perhaps it’s something they’ll like in time. Until then, I’m quite happy to greedily have them to myself.
I give the bowl to Ossev and dip my fingers into it, then reach over to stroke Zaroun’s cock with glistening hands. He groans, his body shuddering under my touch, and reaches for me. I let him touch me for a time, kissing him as I work his shaft, and then pull away. His hands trail over my back as I dip my fingers again, this time moving to Neska. The look he gives me is almost challenging, but when I lean in for a kiss, he cradles my face in his hands and reverently kisses me back. When I move to Ossev, Neska makes a noise of pure frustration, but he doesn’t stop me. I oil up Ossev too, my hands moving over his gorgeous cock and stroking it with slick, confident motions. I can’t help but reach for Neska again, and then I’m jerking both of them off while they touch me, my breath catching in my throat.
Zaroun kisses my shoulder, slipping behind me. “Now you, pretty one.”
Ossev’s eyes flare with anticipation and he sets the bowl of fragrant oil on the table, slicking his fingers as Neska runs a hand down my front. They touch me with gentle caresses and kisses until I’m quivering, and then Ossev’s greased fingers are skimming over my pussy.
“She’s so hot and wet already,” he says aloud. “Feel her.”
Neska drags his fingers through the bowl of oil and then touches me, his fingers competing with Ossev’s for dominance. I whimper as they touch me in tandem, hands moving over my clit and my folds, then stealing into my aching channel. My knees buckle and I lean weakly against Zaroun as they touch me, over and over, the only sound that of my ragged breathing and the whisper of my name on their lips.
“She is slick now,” Neska says, speaking up. “Turn her, Zaroun, so we can oil her other hole.”
And even though this was part of my plan, and I’ve been anticipating it from the start, I can’t help the whimper of need that escapes me. Zaroun’s arms are around me, his mouth on mine as he kisses me into distraction. Ossev runs slick hands up and down my flanks, then presses between my thighs, demanding that I spread wide for them.
I do, and immediately their hands are there, teasing and stroking my cunt. I make a choked sound against Zaroun’s mouth, clenching against their invading fingers. It feels so intense that I want to shimmy away…and I want to bear down on them at the same time. A hot mouth presses kisses to my buttock even as fingers press against the pucker of my backside. Burying my hands in Zaroun’s hair, I cling to him as even more fingers push into my ass.
“Touch her, Zaroun,” Neska is saying. “Feel how tight and hot she is back here.”
And then Zaroun is abandoning me, too. I bend over, helpless, as all three of them stretch and tease the entrance to my ass, preparing it for further invasion. The sensation of all three of them touching me like this is as stark as it is delicious, and the only reason I don’t fall over is because there’s a tight arm locked around my waist, holding me up.
“Spread her wide,” Neska commands. “Look at how good she takes all three of us. So very pretty, our anchor. So very willing, too.”
I moan. “Bed. Now. Please, my lords.”
