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“Fingers?” I ask.
He rubs his thumb over my lower lip. “How about we build a little trust? Would you suck on Dar? Give him a nice blowjob and I’ll finish you off while Charlie spanks you?”
I flood so much around Darwin’s fingers that the squelch is audible over the smack of Charlie’s hand on my arse.
“I’d say you like that idea.” Gabe chuckles. “Dar, switch with me.”
Charlie helps me move out of the way while Darwin scrambles to take Gabe’s place on the bed. In one of the more self-conscious and un-sexy moves I’ve seen, Darwin unbuttons his trousers and pushes them to his knees.
When all of us laugh at his awkward eagerness, spots of color rise to Darwin’s pale cheeks. He shrugs even as he arranges his black, silk boxers around his erection. “I’d do just about anything at this point to get Teddy’s mouth on me.”
“Aww, mate. You could’ve asked.”
He slides his arms around me and I shift across Charlie’s spread thighs until I can meet Darwin’s mouth. His kisses have that silvery, aching edge and I wonder if it’s his Empyrean spirit that gives his kisses such power. With the white alcohol bite playing across my tongue, I lower myself over Darwin’s lap, dip my head, and brush my lips over his flushed, pink tip.
Darwin groans. “Yes, Teddy.”
I lap at him, working my tongue over him, discovering his shape, finding that bright edge in his salty musk as well. It makes my head spin as much as Charlie’s renewed slapping and the slide of Gabe’s long fingers between my legs.
My exploring tongue finds a notch right where Darwin’s corona meets his shaft. He shivers when I push the tip of my tongue into it. His hand slides around the back of my head, cupping my nape, urging me to take him deeper. He doesn’t push, doesn’t force me down, but it’s clear what he wants.
I tease him for a moment, playing my tongue around his ridge, looking up into his molten silver eyes before I suck him to the back of my mouth.
He hisses. “Fuck, yes.”
Charlie’s shower-head fetish has helped me up my BJ game, and I put it to use now, working Darwin’s head deep into my throat and giving him lots of suction before lifting up and rolling him around on my tongue, to see what he likes best. Darwin’s shivering, shuddering, his thighs rising under me, his hands flexing as he tries not to grip my head too hard, while I try different techniques on him. He seems to like it all, so I give it to him, deep throating him until he collapses back onto the bed, then popping him out of my mouth and licking all around his tip. He props himself on an elbow to watch; he strokes my head and whispers his pleasure to me.
“Teddy, I’ve dreamed about this. Just like that.” I suck him down again. “Oh, sweet Mother, like that too.”
His magic shimmers around me, wrapping me in a heat haze. I swallow and open my throat a little more until I feel the stretch of the tight muscle and taste his tequila bite in my sinuses.
A soft howl rises from Darwin. His hips buck before he controls himself fiercely. But I want him to lose control. I want to feel him squirming, hear him screaming with pleasure; I understand why my boys love taking me to the edge and pushing me over it. They’ve given me so much; I want to give it back to them.
I wrap my arm around Darwin’s hips and jerk him to me. He catches the rhythm and thrusts into my mouth as I suck. His thighs move restlessly under me. His palms smooth over and over my head. My scalp tingles but I can’t concentrate on the sensation with so much motion in my mouth and throat, on my arse, and around my clit, where Gabe’s thumb is circling. I let it all sweep me up and away. The thuds across my arse and thighs set a beat. The pulses in my belly and clit ride over that beat in a swirling melody. Darwin’s thrusts provide a counterpoint that push me over into euphoria.
My sinuses sting as his cockhead jerks against my soft palate. His shaft pulses against my lips. Darwin moves suddenly, curling over me, cradling my head in his lap, pushing wings of black hair like feathers away from my face.
Charlie wraps his arm around my hips, snuggling my lower body even tighter against him. Gabe presses in against my back. I hear a soft sucking, but I’m not sure if it’s the boys kissing or someone sucking my musk off Gabe’s fingers or just the submergence of my consciousness in our quaternion.
Chapter32
Academic Panic
Awarm hand tucks the black fringe hanging in my eyes behind my ear. The warmth travels down and presses against my side.
I’d look up and see which of my boys is touching me—although the hint of cloves suggests it’s Gabe—but I can’t take my eyes off what’s on my laptop’s screen.
“What are you looking at, baby girl?” Gabe murmurs into my ear.
The first C minus I’ve ever gotten. And it’s ripping me up.
“Teddy?” Gabe slips a finger under my chin and turns my head so my eyes meet his. “What’s wrong?”
I try to shrug it off, but my eyes prickle and spill.
“Teddy,” Gabe murmurs soothingly. He draws me out of my chair and pulls me onto his lap. He tucks my head under his chin while he looks at the student portal I have open, where my Greenwitchery grade is posted. “It’s one bad grade.”
“I’ve never gotten a C minus in my life,” I whine, trying and failing to keep the tears out of my voice.
