Relief washes over me, but then his wicked voice fills my head. “Oh no, you’re not getting off the hook that easily, Snarls. That’s twice you started without me.”
My heart pounds in excited hesitancy as he starts to stalk toward the bed. He looks like a predator, wings slightly out, eyes flashing, a smirk that shows just a hint of fang on one side of his mouth. And with a bare chest and the outline of a hard cock in his pants, I know that tonight’s pleasure isn’t over.
“No,” Ire says in my mind, clearly in tune with my every thought as he prowls closer until his knees hit the bed, and I have to sit up on my elbows to look at him. A wicked grin spreads across his face that makes sparks alight in my stomach. “Now, you’re mine.”
48
“I think it’s time we all come together, what do you think, Snarls?” Ire asks me as he strolls over to a drawer and pulls out a box. “I had these made the other day for us, and tonight feels like the perfect night to christen that sweet ass.”
Electric sensation rolls through me with his words, and I try not to squirm from where I’m still sprawled out on the bed. He carries the box over and releases the latch, and I lean over to peek inside at the contents.
“You had butt plugs made?” I ask with shocked curiosity. I know what they look like, but I’ve never used one. I’ve never even considered it before. But right now, with them...a thrill shoots through me.
Ire pulls out the smallest one and then closes the box and sets it on the floor. “I did. How else are you going to get that sexy as fuck body ready to have all of us at the same time?”
Excitement that’s laced with nerves settles low in my belly as Ire pushes his pants down and then grabs me by the waist, lifting me up and throwing me higher up on the bed as the guys share a look. Ire crawls after me with a sexy smirk on his face, and all I want to do is wrap my thighs around his head and ride that mouth until I can’t move anymore.
At my dirty thoughts, Ire’s eyes brighten with molten heat, and he licks his lips as he crawls up my body. “Hold her wings,” he instructs, looking over at Vudu on my right and Toreon on my left.
They both look blissed out right now, but it doesn’t stop them from gently pulling my wings out from my back and spreading them all the way across the bed. Ire’s skin caresses mine as he rubs up against me until his mouth is on mine and his body is settled on top of me and between my thighs.
He kisses me soundly, his hunger addictive and his need apparent in the pace he sets and the fire his desire stokes in me. The purple metal plug in his hand is teased around my nipples, and his tongue twirls with mine. Then he moves the warming metal lower and lower until the tip of it is pressed against my clit.
Small rhythmic circles at the apex of my lips coach out a deep languid moan, and right on cue, Toreon and Vudu start stroking my wings. I pull my lips away from Ire and moan my approval of all the ways they’re touching me together, and that’s when Ire places the metal of the plug at my entrance and starts pressing it in and out of my pussy.
It’s not big enough to mimic the feel of one of my mates, but it’s enough to tease me, to have me running my nails up Ire’s back as he fucks me with it and bends down to suck on my nipples. Toreon and Vudu caress and grip different parts of my wings, and I feel like I’m being pleasured at countless points over my body. With all three of them touching me at the same time, it’s a whirlwind of sensation that my mind is desperately trying to keep up with.
Vudu’s rhythmic pressure around the tip of my wing has my ass wishing it was ready for one of them. Just as I think that, Ire pulls the plug from my pussy and pushes it further back. His mouth pops off my breast, his fangs leaving little marks from where he dragged them over me.