A Passion for Potions (Petalfall #1)

29. Twenty - Nine - Elf Games

Twenty - Nine - Elf Games

Ana

Viggo fucks me into the bed, whispering elvish words against my skin. He sits back on his knees, holding my hips so that his cock hits that perfect place inside of me. There is a fire behind his red eyes that makes me want to burn up for him and Goddess , I think I could.

Penny takes my hand, kissing my knuckles.

“Look how long his teeth are, sweetling. Look how much he wants to bite you, to feed on your orgasm.”

I hold my other hand up to him, offering him my wrist and he takes it. Lips brushing over my skin, kissing my pulse.

His teeth trace the same line as his lips and then, they sink into my flesh.

When I come, my body clenches around him so tightly, my back bends off the mattress. I feel like a creature of pure pleasure, crying out and whimpering with an unending need I want them to try to fulfill.

My head swims and when Viggo drags me up off the mattress to kiss him, the metallic taste of my blood lingers on his lips.

“Sorry,” he says softly, as he draws back, licking his lips. “I got carried away.”

“It’s okay... I liked all of it.”

His eyes narrow for the very briefest of moments and his tongue runs along his teeth. “I plan to find everything you like, sweetling... don’t tempt me to try tonight.”

Penny is beside us, on his knees now, and he kisses Viggo’s throat. “I thought it was supposed to be my turn.”

Chuckling, Viggo drops me back to the bed and lifts my hips off of him, turning me to Penny. But Penny doesn’t do what he asked for. He doesn’t slide into me using Viggo’s cum as lube. No, his mouth goes to my clit. He sucks and I nearly see stars.

When he draws back, his chin is wet and I almost ask to suck it clean, but he guides his cock into me and I have to put all my focus on drawing my next breath.

Even slicked with Viggo’s cum and my own, he opens me wider than I expected.

Viggo drops to the mattress beside me and kisses me, sweetly. “I told you he likes to play games with the size of his cock.”

He looks up at Penny and then whispers in my ear. “It’s a game I think you’re going to love as much as I do.”

But Penny shakes his head and comes down onto his arms so he can kiss us both in turn.

“Nothing with you is a game, Ana.”

“Some things could be a game,” I say, pressing my hand against his smooth, soft chest. “If we all agree to it beforehand.”

“Agreements…” Viggo says, musing as he rolls away from us. “What should we ask her to agree to, Penny?”

Penny looks at me with a spark of longing in his eye. “There are a great many things we want from you, Ana.”

“Tell me one.”

“Will you let us someday?” he asks, holding my wrists above my head, his cock stretching me so wide. “Will you let us breed you?”

Part of me knows this feeling is amplified by my post orgasm euphoria.

I should tell him no, or that I don’t know. I should pretend at reticence, but... “Yes.”

Because someday , I’d let them do anything and everything they want to me. I’m not foolish enough to deny that.

“Someday,” I tell them both. “If you’re very good boys.”

Viggo twitches like he might come again at the thought, and Penny’s hand wraps tighter in my hair. “Is that a promise?”

I don’t know if it is. I don’t know if I can make that promise. “I want it to be.”

Penny kisses me, and then holds my legs wide, looking down at where our bodies are joined and I watch Viggo move to kneel behind him, I watch his hands slide over Penny’s stomach and meet his eyes as he whispers in Penny’s ear.

I don’t know what he says, but Penny comes a moment later. His whole body jerking. And he comes again, harder, when Viggo’s teeth sink into his neck.

The sheer ecstasy on his face... I want to burn that into my memory.

He collapses against me, his weight a delicious sensation over top of me. The mattress is too soft for him to crush me... and I almost want to see what would happen if Viggo came down on us as well.

But I don’t get the chance. Penny rolls to one side of me and Viggo falls to the other and I let them hold me—and each other—tight.

Tonight is not the night for them to ask me to agree to things.

Because I would.

I’d agree to all of it.