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She cried out as he eagerly mauled her other breast. Meanwhile, Hadlez mouthed down the slight indentation bisecting her abdomen. He closed in on where Selt’s stroking had left her thighs coated in passion.
Selt growled softly, his tousled head near where she burned. He pulled her leg so she was spread wider. His tongue laved the slickness on her inner thigh as Hadlez reached the top of her mound, rendered permanently hairless as part of her ‘contract’ with the Dantovonian brothel.
She was open to them, vulnerable in a way that simultaneously excited and terrified. The pair paused. Though she couldn’t see them for Deram’s head bent over her chest, she knew they gazed at her pussy. She flushed from top to toe in reaction to their silent scrutiny.
Someone brushed her clit. Lightning flashed. She jerked. The blast was followed by a melting within. She moaned.
A finger or perhaps a tongue slid on it again. She shivered. The gentle friction continued until she panted and bucked. Her clit engorged, becoming taut and sensitive to the slightest contact. Even the soft breaths buffeting her sex drove her insane.
Then, a slow lick. Exquisite bliss flooded her pussy. “Oh!”
They took turns. Deram, knowingly or not, mimicked their careful flicks on her swollen nipples. They licked her slowly, languorously, as if they’d do so for eternity.
She quaked beneath the attention, her cries increasing in volume. Her pussy convulsed. She felt empty there. A desperation to have something inside grew at every lap to her needy flesh.
“So sweet. Delicious,” she heard Hadlez say over the roaring in her ears.
“She is. She sounds ready.” Selt’s growl rumbled through her core.
“Then let’s not keep her waiting.”
Lips closed on her clit. He sucked, drawing hard on the clamoring bud. At the same instant he delivered a shattering lick, two fingers shoved in her and stroked.
Blythe would have shot off the bed, perhaps to the ceiling, had their weight and the cuffs failed to pin her. She was hardly aware of it in the grip of violent rapture, which tore through her in battering waves. She jerked helplessly as the fingers pumped her flesh and the tongue stroked. Ecstasy pummeled her, electrifying her from head to toe.
Nothing existed but the feeling of them on her, in her. All she heard was her thundering pulse. Where she was, she couldn’t have said. Nothing but the thrilling billows existed.
Slowly, they eased. The rented room swam into existence, as did the three smiling faces over hers.
“Prophets,” she groaned, limp as a cooked noodle. Her strength had disappeared, leaving her wasted on the bed. “That was insane.”
“I take it we’ve pleased you so far?” Deram rubbed his cheeks and chin on her breasts, reminding her of an affectionate cat. The trio was still stroking her everywhere. A jolt of heat shot between her legs.
“Are you kidding me? Hey, you didn’t smear sensitizing gel on me while you were down there, did you?” She glared at Hadlez.
“Not yet, but thanks for the inspiration. We’ll try it later. Meanwhile, are you ready for more?” His beautiful face beamed in anticipation.
Fuck. They’d gotten her off but hadn’t taken their own pleasure. Fortunately, she still had fuel in the tank.
For three, though? Yet again, Blythe questioned the wisdom of spending the night with the clan.
Deram eased on top of her, his weight exciting. His thighs pushed her legs wide apart. Blythe had a second to recognize he was guiding his shaft…no, his shafts, plural, there were two…to her before they slid in, front and back.
Pussy and ass grasped at the invaders in welcome. Blythe cried out at the thunderclap of excitement. But when he continued to press in her, an ache announced itself. Her rear entrance protested most.
“Wait. No, you’re too big.” She wriggled to escape.
He halted. “Easy. Relax. We’ll take it slow, and you’ll adjust. When did you last have sex?”
She forced herself to quiet. Fortunately, the bit of hurt was already receding. “With a man? A couple of years. And not where your, uh, second mister is going.”
“All right. Don’t tense up.” He pressed deeper, watching her and letting up when she showed discomfort.
“Do we…do we have to do it there?”Why am I asking? Why don’t I tell him to stop?
He considered, his gaze steady on her face. After a moment, he said, “Yes. You’ll give me the gift you’ve never granted anyone else.”
He’d resumed the commanding tone, which unraveled her ability to grab control. Before she could gather the threads of her will, he drove deeper still, relenting when she gasped.
