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It lasted but a second.
Malyr eased his grip, his features taut with pleasure, his eyes clenched shut with each passionate thrust, giving nothing away. His fingers did, however, curl ever-so slightly around my throat, caressing, pressing, never quite choking.
But they wanted to.
I sensed it in their tremble, and how it seemed to spread through his entire body, stiffening his muscles as though he didn’t trust what they might do otherwise.
Wicked things.
Deranged things.
Painful things.
Things I’d once rejected out of anger, shamed by how much pleasure they held. Whatever shame Malyr held, for whatever reason, what better way was there for me to encourage him to let it go than to show him that I had done so with mine long ago?
I placed my hand atop his where it rested on my throat, squeezing it in encouragement as I said, “Do it. I want you to.”
A dozen emotions flitted across his face, from guilt, to awe, and over lust, then back to guilt again. “I don’t want to hurt you.”
“Yes, you do.” Maybe he wanted to hurt me because he’d had so much pain inflicted on him when he was young. Maybe I wanted to be hurt because I’d had none. “If there’s love in this pain, then I want it. I just don’t want there to be any pain in this love.”
His hips slowed, eyes narrowing at me for a moment before his grip tightened on my throat, sending such lovely white floaters across my vision as he whispered by my ear, “Your heart is safe with me,anoaley. Never again will I cause it pain.Never.As for the rest…”
One quick move, and he caught my bottom lip between his teeth. Then he bit down.
I yelped at the sudden sting, my breath coming in short gasps as pain and pleasure collided in my core. It burned its way through my veins, setting every part of me ablaze with such energy, such thrill… such life!
“I love you,” he ground out, his thrusts almost violent in their intensity, making me dive my fingers into his hair, fisting it for hold. “You, little dove, were made for me.”
I shuddered under the scratch of teeth on the inside of my bottom lip as our past flitted in my mind’s eye. He was made for me. In him, I’d found my missing pieces.
A gentle whisper of a touch settled on the side of my neck, warm and damp, so at odds with Malyr’s rough grip on my breast that it lured a gasp from me.
“Shh, it’s only me, sweetheart,” Sebian crooned against my ear. “I wouldn’t mind waking up to this more often. Watch how good Malyr’s cock makes you feel.”
I glanced over my shoulder back at Sebian and saw the way he stroked his hard length. He must have for a while, running his fist up along the heavily veined shaft before he rubbed his fingers over his cum-glistening crown.
Fingers that he brought to my mouth, painting my lips with those first traces of seed. “Open up. Have a taste of me.”
I licked my lips in anticipation, then opened my mouth, inviting the way he stroked his fingers over my tongue. I curled it around them, savoring the salty taste before I spread it across my gums.
With his hand tight on my hip, Malyr braced me against his next, hard thrust, only to keep at the very end of me, making me writhe and squirm. “Kiss him, little dove.”
I reached behind me and slung my arm around Sebian’s neck, pulling his mouth to mine. Our lips melted in a slow, languid kiss, my tongue sharing his taste.
A groan vibrated in his naked chest. “Goddess help me, I swear I want to load you up with my cum and lap the taste of us straight out of your cunt. Reach between your legs, sweetheart. Gather some of that mess you two made down there and feed it to me.”
I did as I was told. My fingertips grazed Malyr’s shaft—which seemed to swell even more at that innocent touch—then I brought it to Sebian’s lips, a shudder cascading across my body with how he devoured the two fingers like a starving man.
He looked at Malyr and shook his head. “Missed it by a few days.”
It took me a moment to realize what they were talking about, then my eyes snapped to Malyr’s. “You were fucking me just fine without knowing that I wasn’t fertile.”
“And why would I not, hmm?” Malyr rocked into me, pushing himself so tightly against me, my clit throbbed beneath the pressure of his body. “I have no intention of preventing a child. If nature requires patience, then so be it. But if you end up carrying my son or daughter? I’d be overjoyed.”
At my gasp, Sebian’s chuckle tickled along the side of my neck. “Why’s your heart racing, sweetheart? Isn’t that what you tried to get from him that night at thekjaer, hmm? A baby?” A kiss behind my ear. “Fuck, sweet thing, you have no idea how much I want to see your belly grow round with a little nestling. You’d look adorable.”
“Look at me.” Malyr gripped my chin like a vise, turning my focus back on him, just as he pulled his cock out of me. “I want you to look at me while he takes his turn fucking your tight, wet cunt.”
