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With his powerful chest on full display, Chayton’s muscles flexed with every pound, his eyes steadily holding mine.
“Feed,nizhóní. You need more. Let me provide it for you.” He spoke between every thrust, his cock the punctuation mark.
I carefully bit his neck, making sure to use the existing injuries and not make new ones.
With the next flood of venom, Chayton shuddered, and I reveled in the control I had over his pleasure.
My breasts felt heavy behind the confines of my bra, and every graze against the light smattering of hair on Chayton’s chest added another spark to the flame of my pleasure.
I was a wildfire, an out of control blaze prepared to take down everything in my path.
Sweet blood filled my mouth, and I drank freely, sating the hunger that was becoming so familiar.
Kota moaned, the sound tugging at my clit, and I clenched Chayton tightly.
“That’s it,” Chayton praised, his movements becoming wilder, less inhibited. “So deep. Do you feel that?” he growled against my ear. “I don’t know where you end and I begin.”
Scratching my nails down his back, I whimpered as I pulled another mouthful.
“Fuck, beautiful.” Chayton’s voice was husky, the deep tenor turning me on. The cresting wave of pleasure was drawing closer, threatening to drown me. I reached for it, wanting to be swept away.
When my stomach was full, I unlatched from Chayton’s throat and cleaned his wounds, watching the skin heal instantly.
“So much control already,” Kota praised, and I studied him where he leaned against the counter, touching himself.
His face was flushed, and his pupils were blown wide as his attention stayed locked on Chayton and me. He gritted his teeth as he held back his release, the muscles in his sharp jaw jumping as he fucked his fist. The fast jerks didn’t slow with my perusal. If anything, Kota liked the attention, his cock weeping with each rough stroke of his hand.
But buried below the sexual haze was a vulnerability, a bare part of his soul that he was giving to me.
Every little grunt, groan, moan, and noise revved my engine, and I canted my pussy into Chayton harder.
“Yes,nizhóní!” Chayton cried, and Kota looked tortured as his friend received the pleasure they’d both awakened in me, reaping all the benefits of our play.
“Are you going to come for me, mate?” My voice was deep and rough, and the edge of authority made Kota shudder.
“Fuck!” Kota bit out. “I’m so fucking close for you, kitten.”
“Come for me, Kota,” I demanded, needing to see him lose himself. His seed would look so good splashed across his taut abs.
“Just the sight of you touching yourself for her is making our mate so wet for me,” Chayton acknowledged.
Kota sighed, a sexualized, drawn out, “Uh,” that made my walls convulse around Chayton.
“She’s about to come from watching you,” Chayton growled as he sank into me with a fevered pace.
Kota appeared tortured, his face twisted with pleasure, his mind warring with his need to come while knowing that he’d be turning over yet another piece of himself, trusting it in my hands.
A million emotions flashed behind his eyes before they slammed shut and his head tipped back. His free hand fisted in his shirt, drawing it up his stomach, and his abdominals flexed as his balls drew up. An evocative groan erupted from his throat as his come exploded across his stomach in hot, thick streams.
I went wild, riding Chayton as I chased my own euphoria. He rutted back, starved for the intimacy of releasing together.
My orgasm took shape, tingling over my skin and teasing my hard nipples. The sensation tugged at my clit, and the steady caress of Chayton’s cock against my G-spot warmed me from the inside out.
I was feverish as I shattered, my nails clawing into Chayton’s back hard enough to draw blood. I quaked for him, and he roared, his cock swelling inside me, rock hard and primed for release. Not a minute later, he jumped off the cliff with me, jets of come streaming into me.
I cried out, sure everyone in the house, and even those outside doing perimeter checks, could hear my bliss.
My orgasm was like the sun, hot and radiant. White light burst behind my eyes, and Chayton’s sweetgrass scent almost made me think I’d died and found eternal summer.
