Chapter Eleven
Lottie
T he moment Gray registered my need, I knew I was in trouble.
His eyes flared the color of his name, and the hand holding Blake’s not-so-soft cock flattened over the mess they left of my stomach. Gray rubbed the cum into my skin thoughtfully.
“Have you had two men at once, sweet thing?” His voice came out all raspy and thick as I arched back, tipping my mouth up as I sought his.
A groan left his chest, the sound rumbling beneath me that grew as his mouth connected with mine in a harsh, desperate kiss until a third tongue slithered in.
Blake’s liquid heat softened Gray’s harsher edge, though he added a heady tang to my desperation.
I linked my legs around his waist, covering us both in his earlier release, though he didn’t seem to care.
“No,” I whispered back when Gray broke away, swearing softly. “I’ve only had one...” I cleared my throat as my cheeks heated. “One partner before you.”
Man didn’t seem appropriate when dark shadows roiled beneath Gray’s skin, his claw-tipped hands digging into my hips while Blake’s eyes fluctuated the sort of green I’d previously only ever associated with the hues of a jungle after rain that I’d seen on TV.
“Tonight we will stretch you,” Blake murmured against my mouth. “You'll take both your mates and pleasure us both. Won’t you?” His malachite gaze shot with amazonian lime locked onto me.
“Yes,” I managed, leaning back and letting Gray take my weight without fighting him any longer.
The soft rumble in his chest changed to a sound of approval, like a faint summer storm, as Blake notched his cock, thick and hard at my entrance. No, not just himself, both of them.
“I’m not ready—” I objected. Or at least I started to object, but Gray’s claws slipped over my stomach.
Glided lower.
Fear gilded my veins.
“No—” I gasped.
But the slicked finger pads that stroked my clit were soft, if calloused.
“Come for us, pet,” Gray murmured, easing my head back onto his shoulder as he played my body to his rhythm. “Make this nice and slick and easy for all of us.”
I whimpered as bliss edged around my consciousness, the haze so similar to the drug collapsing my reality if only for a second. “Please kiss me,” I begged.
Gray’s groan burst across my lips as he savaged them.
His eyes became my world as I screamed his name if only in my head, though I got the impression he heard me anyway.
My thighs quaked when I blinked again. Even though my orgasm had long crested the power of having them both together, wearing their marks, seemed to prolong the aftereffects.
Blake cradled my hips gently as he rubbed their thick cocks against my entrance. “So nice and hot and wet, sweetness. Gonna be good and give me one of those screams now?”
Heat suffused my cheeks. Maybe my neck and my breasts too. “I didn’t think you heard.”
“Oh, we both heard, pet. Loud and fucking clear. I nearly came on command for you.” Gray nuzzled my neck and sucked on his mark until I moaned. “Do it again?”
“Me first.” Blake wasted no more time, pushing both of them into me. Inside me .
My mouth opened to do as they bid quite willingly, but no sound came out. I wasn’t sure breath came out.
Blake paused halfway, arched over me, his hands braced with Gray’s on my hips. Pinpoints of claws dug into my skin but I welcomed the pain against the onslaught of excess stimulation as my mind went into overdrive.
“Like that,” Gray nuzzled me again. “ Mate. ”
He shifted beneath me, and together they surged forward, filling me.
I swore my body split open in place, or maybe my mind did. Heat seared my insides as they thrust together, bottoming out somewhere deeper than I’d ever been touched. Their spines opened, grazing my insides delicately.
Groans left them both as their cocks rubbed together and I realized how torturous and pleasurable this was for both of them as it was for me.
More than in a physical sense, they fucked me together.
All three of us, linked by a tangle of limbs and gasping mouths, slicked secret places only those connected at a soul-etched level could reach.
Blake panted above me as I curled forward and screamed into his shoulder, my lips forming his name as I promised. “Sweetness, you keep coming on our cocks like that and you’re gonna find yourself sleep-deprived real damn fast.”
“But also loved. And worshipped.” Gray nipped at my neck lightly, then licked where he hurt me.
I mewled at the strange touch, rolling my hips as my pussy contracted on them both. And both of them groaned for me.
A wicked thought brushed my mind, and I squeezed them both again, hard.
“Pet...” Gray’s claws dug into my hip, deeper than just the tips this time.
“Yes, Gray?” I whispered innocently.
He drove his hips upward at a brutal pace until I screamed his name, begging—for breath, sanity, more —then Blake joined him and my world...
Well, it grayed out too.
And when I pried my eyes open, all I saw was charcoal tinged with a hint of jungle green before lids dropped shut.
“Sleep, sweetness.” Blake kissed me until I wasn't sure if I kissed him back, or dreamt it.
I fell asleep to the rhythm of his thrusts inside me, or maybe Gray’s. They had promised me they’d go all night. I just hadn't considered I’d need to be awake for their nocturnal activities.
Sweetly welcomed bliss washed over me, and I let them play.