Buttercup (Spell Library #10) - Helen Scott Page 0,20

relief. It felt like a loop had been closed, it was still missing something, but this was good enough for now.

Magnus released my head, and Casper's hands cupped my face. He didn't kiss me immediately though, oh no, he watched me, his gaze intense enough that I wanted to squirm where I sat. "Baby girl, we're going to fuck you until you can't remember your own name, but I guarantee you'll never forget ours."

Gods, if that didn't make me even wetter.

"Fuck me," I whispered back, as I leaned forward and claimed his lips for my own.

He tasted of whiskey and something salty, and it was fucking delicious. His tongue tangled with my own before he bit on my lip gently, making me moan.

"I can't take this. Which way to your bedroom, love?" Magnus asked.

"End of the hall," I breathed, as Magnus picked me up, holding me close, and carrying me down the hall to my small bedroom. He kept me positioned just right so his cock moved against me with every step, and by the time we got to the bed I was panting into his chest with my arms and legs wrapped around him like a spider monkey.

"She's so responsive," Casper murmured from behind me, as Magnus set me down on my feet. Cool hands reached around and cupped my breasts through my dress, massaging them lightly, making me tremble with need. "I'm going to unzip your dress, feel free to stop us at any point."

I grinned, excitement washing over me as I felt Casper tug on the zipper, inching it down so slowly that I almost yelled at him to hurry up, but I was determined to enjoy this night. When he parted the back of my dress and his cool hands slid over my heated skin it felt like I was stuck between a fireplace and a cool breeze. Like that perfect spring day where standing in the sun is enough to bake you, but in the shade you cool off quickly. That's what these men were, the perfect day.

The sleeves of the dress slid off my arms as he pulled it down, revealing the black satin bra and thong I'd been wearing underneath. Magnus growled at the sight. Everything about him seemed to get bigger, like he was growing right in front of my eyes, and I wasn't just talking about his cock either, although I was starting to worry about the size of it given the bulge in his pants.

When the dress was puddled around my feet, Casper moved from where he'd been standing behind me to in front of me, next to Magnus. The bulge in his own pants drawing my eye.

"I'm not going to be getting naked alone," I said, putting my hands on my hips.

"As you wish," Magnus said, and with what looked like one swipe of his arm he was shirtless.

When his hands went to his belt buckle, I put mine over them. "Allow me." My fingers nimbly undid the buckle and fly and as I pushed his pants down, I went with them, sinking until I was kneeling on the floor.

Magnus and Casper both groaned at the sight, with Casper grasping his manhood through his jeans. I reached over and grabbed him by the belt buckle, pulling him close enough to undo it and slide his pants down too, until they were both in just their boxers in front of me. I felt like a kid on Christmas morning. The excitement bubbled up in me, and I bit my lip as I pulled their boxers down at the same time.

Their cocks popped out and bobbed happily with their new-found freedom. Magnus was hung like a horse. Legit, I wasn't sure how comfortable it would be to actually have sex with him. Of course it could fit, I mean vaginas are stretchy, it's what they do, but this? I'd never had kids, and I wasn't sure my poor lady parts were ready. I felt like I needed to stretch and prepare before I rode that thing.

I'd never imagined I'd have sex with someone who had a scarlet colored dick, but there was a first time for everything. It started the same red as his skin before deepening into that merlot color of his lips. Casper wasn't a lot smaller either, and the tip of his cock was a flushed red color, but nothing like Magnus’s. I wrapped a hand around each of them and worked the bead of wetness that hung