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It’s unreal. I’ve never felt so much with such an innocuous touch. His touch pulls little moans and gasps from me, and with each sound, Bash’s cock jumps, pressing harder against my ass.
On his next pass, he nudges my head to the side. A moment later, his lips are on my neck, stubble grazing the sensitive flesh, lips teasing and kissing, and it’s so incredible…
So intense…
So much more than I’ve ever felt before. My body writhes against him like a snake. I’m grinding my ass into his cock.
I want more. Need more.
“Take off your shirt,” I groan, and without taking his hands off me, I’m suddenly pressed against Bastian’s hard, bare chest.
I can’t stop the moan in my throat. So much more skin, so much more delicious sensation rockets through me.
More. I yank my shirt and bra off and lean into him once more.
My vision blurs, and I close my eyes.
Electricity crackles on my skin between us. Bash’s hands move up my body to my breasts. We both moan as he cups them.
“Fucking hells, Dove, your tits are so soft. So fucking perfect.”
His words spur me to run my hands down his sides, over the carved oblique muscles and down his thighs. He groans into my neck and rubs my nipples with his thumbs. “The picture of sumptuous decadence,” Dash says, and my eyes go to his. “You’ve never been more beautiful, Dove.”
My eyes flutter closed. I could come right then and there.
On its own, my hand goes to my pussy, and I grind against it.
Dash’s soft laughter bids me to open my eyes. He’s shaking his head at me. “Uh-uh, silly demoness. So starved for the right demons to touch you, your first instinct is to do it yourself.”
Bastian keeps kissing my neck, playing with my breasts like they’re his path to salvation, and Dashel’s topaz gaze goes black lid to lid.
“Trust me, little demon, this is now my full-time job.”
With a snap of his fingers, my pants and underwear vanish. Dashel comes closer, eyes roving my body.
“You are absolutely exquisite.”
In a single fluid movement, Dash has me by the hips and is lifting me over his face as he settles on his back.
“Wh-what are you doing?” I ask, looking down at him lying on the bed between my legs.
“I’m about to tell you to sit on my face, Dove. Now, don’t make me tell you twice.”
My stomach flips inside out and upside down.
I’ve never…
Suddenly, Bastian is behind me, moving my hair and kissing the back of my neck. His hands grip my hips. “Do what he says, or I’ll make you do it.” He squeezes my hips, a punctuation to his command.
“I don’t like being told what to do.” I lean against Bastian, which just so happens to be farther away from Dash’s face.
Bash chuckles against my neck.
“I have no qualms making you sit on his face, gorgeous.”
“You wanted to feel better, Dove. You left it up to us to decide how.”
Bastian doesn’t wait for a reply. He picks me up by the hips and puts me over Dashel’s face while Dash pushes my thighs apart, so I land on him and not my knees.
