75. Violette
VIOLETTE
Ican’t help but chuckle with delight at the stunned expression on Levi’s face. I sit up so Azrael can move from behind me as I shift closer to Levi, bringing my lips within an inch of his.
“You didn’t really think I’d let you get away with that, did you, pet?”
The look on his face tells me it hadn’t exactly crossed his mind.
My head tips back with laughter. “You’re an absolute delight.”
Levi backs off of the bed to stand at the end of it. My grin falters, wondering if this will be too much for him. He might enjoy being restrained by me, but having another male—one he’s supposed to be competing with—is another matter entirely.
Azrael approaches him, and I can’t help but admire the grace in each step of his tall, muscular body.
When he reaches him, he leans in close but doesn’t touch him.
His voice lowers to something hinting at discretion.
“If you’re uncomfortable with this in any way, that’s okay, too, Levi. Just say the word.”
Azrael's gaze shifts to mine. A nudge for me to affirm his words.
Scooting closer to him, I kneel at the edge of the bed, spreading my hands over his chest. “My pleasure is your pleasure, darling. We can stop now if you like?”
Levi’s gaze drops to his cock, still painfully erect between us and nudging my abdomen. He shakes his head. “Keep going.”
A flutter of excitement takes flight within me. I press a kiss to his cheek before murmuring my praise.
“Such a good boy.”
And just when I thought this couldn’t possibly get any better...
Levi angles his head ever so slightly in Azrael’s direction.
“What about you?”
Azrael seems equally stunned by the question.
Levi’s cheeks grow pink as his gaze dodges both of ours. “I mean... I can feel your dick against my back. I just imagine you might need to do something about it.”
The tiniest of grins curls a single corner of Azrael’s mouth as brings his mouth within an inch of Levi’s throat. “What would you have me do?”
Levi’s cheeks pinken further. “You could... touch yourself.”
I have to bite my cheek so hard it bleeds to keep my grin from bursting free.
Never, in a million years, could I ever have imagined Levi, this giant, battle-hardened warrior, growing... bashful.
If I wasn’t already falling madly in love with him, I certainly am now.
Azrael pulls Levi against him with one arm, angles his hips to Levi’s right side, and uses his free hand to tug down his boxer briefs.
My heart stutters and my breath catches when Azrael’s cock bobs free—painfully erect and leaking pre-cum—and Levi’s eyes follow it, lingering. His cock twitches.
Akash-all-fucking-mighty...
Levi likes this.
The realization has hope burning so brightly in my chest it’s a miracle I don’t need fucking sunglasses.
Azrael strokes a hand over his impressive length—once, twice, thrice before his gaze sweeps to mine to then meet Levi’s. That softness and vulnerability he normally keeps hidden away surfaces, making my heart swell once more as his voice drops to a rough murmur.
“Is this okay for you?”
I nod all too eagerly as Levi’s eyes dip to mine in question.
Levi’s Adam's apple dips. “Yes.”
Azrael’s brows pinch, hesitating. “Will you enjoy it though?”
As if he’s surprised by the question, Levi’s gaze narrows with a subtle determination as he finally lifts his eyes to Azrael’s, searching for the insecurity behind his question.
“More than I should.”
I fail to suppress my whimper of adoration as my heart bursts.
Azrael’s lips part, awed by the admission.
A groan of pleasure follows as he resumes stroking his cock, and for a moment, I’m lost. Lost to the sight and the pleasure of witnessing the shared look of blossoming affection between them.
Their lips parted and only inches away, eyes locked and laden with something more than mere lust.
Levi’s hips thrust in my direction, returning his needy gaze to mine, snapping me out of my trance.
Oh, fuck. Right.
My task.
I lick my lips, stroking over him, and he sucks in a breath, cursing as I cup his balls with one hand, caressing them gently.
I can’t resist bringing my lips to Levi’s, murmuring against them.
“If you hadn’t already stolen my heart…”
His groan is one of relief and satisfaction as my mouth captures his. Gently nipping, licking, sucking, and teasing his lips and tongue until he’s panting and moaning. His hips begin to thrust his cock into the circle of my hands, nudging my abdomen and painting it with his pre-cum.
When I pull away, I find Azrael watching us as he continues to work his own length. The longing I find in his gaze is palpable.
My name is a breathy whisper on his lips.
“Violette…”
My eyes prick with tears—a mirror to his.
How long have I yearned for him, and now, the mere possibility of having him and Levi is enough to make me weep with joy. And the sight of them together, Levi surrendering to us and his pleasure, is a balm to my soul.
“I’m not sure I’ve ever seen anything so inspiring.”
I gently push them backwards until I have enough room to shift off the bed.
Both of them watch me, breath held in anticipation of where I’ll lead them next.
The urgency to claim them both and to witness them claim one another seems to press at the very seams of my being, but I know Levi isn’t ready for it.
I’d sooner carve out my own heart than wound him.
“And you’ve been behaving so well... I’m so proud of you.”
When I sink to my knees, both of them release dual groans of pleasure. I tug Levi’s boxers the rest of the way down his legs. He steps out of them, kicking them aside.
“I can’t find a single reason to deny you a reward.”
I lift my gaze to find Azrael and Levi staring down at me, eyes filled with adoration, reverence, and dare I say an emotion I’m too fearful to name—the very one making my own heart swell.
Taking Levi’s cock in hand, my tongue sweeps across the underside of its length before pressing a wet, open-mouthed kiss beneath him.
His taste is clean while still hinting at the masculine musk beneath.
Levi curses as my mouth welcomes his crown, sucking and teasing my tongue against the ultra-sensitive spot beneath, and my hand administers a teasing stroke down his length.
The taste of his seed blossoms on my tongue, spurring my efforts to force his thick, formidable length into the back of my throat and beyond.
Levi gives a guttural groan as his hips punch forward.
“Oh my fucking god, Vi…”
I hum my pleasure around him, head bobbing until I gag, and Azrael momentarily releases his cock to fist my hair with his free hand to keep it out of my face and the thick string of saliva dripping between my lips and Levi’s cock.
With both hands, I wring them around his length, dragging them up and down, as I spit my pooling saliva on his crown and return my gaze to theirs.
“Such a handsome cock. So fucking perfect.”
To emphasize my words, I adorn his length with more sloppy kisses in between working his length with closed fists.
Levi’s words are spoken on a breathy, needy groan.
“Oh, god, Vi... Everything about you is perfect.”
Azrael’s voice is a velvet, baritone note of praise as he holds my watery gaze while I continue to lavish Levi’s cock. “So perfect, sweet seraphim. And so beautiful it fucking hurts.”
As if I’ve been waiting my whole life to hear those words from them emotion tightens in my chest.
I’d originally intended to take my time with him, tease and edge him until he was begging me to give him release, but I find I no longer have the restraint to do so.
Instead, I double my efforts, desiring his release even more than I desire my own.
Craving the taste of him on my tongue. Needing the essence of him spilling down my throat.
My gaze lifts to his as I stroke his cock with a firm, rapid twisting motion.
The question is intended for both of them. “Are you going to be good for me and give me all of your cum?”
A sound that I can only describe as a masculine whimper escapes Levi as his cock hardens further and he tosses his head back—directly onto Azrael’s shoulder.
Az’s replying hum of satisfaction makes my throbbing clit tingle as he drags his nose across the long, thick column of Levi’s throat before returning his gaze to mine.
“Are you going to be a good girl and swallow all of it?”
A grin tilts a corner of my mouth just as Levi’s gaze returns to mine.
“Yes, sir... Every drop.”
Taking him between my lips, I suck his crown and tease his frenulum with my tongue as my hands work his length. Within moments, his cock begins to pulse, spurting thick, hot ropes of cum into the back of my throat. Azrael’s grip on my hair tightens, and he guides me down Levi’s spasming length.
“Oh, fuck... Fuck, fuck, fuck... Vi?—”
Levi’s chest heaves as his body trembles beneath the force of his release.
Azrael’s deep hum of pleasure is an unmistakable sound of praise directed at both of us.
As soon as I withdraw, Azrael’s hand releases my hair to return his hand to his own length.
Levi half sags against his chest, head rolling to the side to watch—with no small amount of desire hooding his gaze to watch.
Azrael’s words are a rough groan that make my core clench. “Tell me where you want me to cum.”
My breath catches, eyes snapping to Levi’s.
Azrael’s grip on Levi must have loosened, because Levi slips one arm free and strokes a hand through my hair. His thumb traces the curve of my jaw.
“Would you like to be his canvas?”
Afraid to speak, lest I break this blessed spell, I nod, heart swelling with sweet relief.
Swift to obey, I angle myself towards Azrael, cupping my breasts in offering as I tease my nipples. He shakes his head with awe as he administers languorous strokes to his weeping cock.
“Sweet seraphim... You’ve no idea how I’ve longed for you.”
My heart flutters at the admission and my voice drops to a whisper.
“I think I might…”
Azrael’s gaze intensifies at the truth he finds in mine.
A moment later his lips part on a groaned breath.
As the first rope of cum lands on my breasts something in my chest seems to unfurl.
At witnessing his unraveling, and if the emotion in his gaze is anything to go by, he feels it too.
As raunchy as this simple act might be, not only is it the first time we’ve been able to physically act upon our shared longing, but it’s also the opening of a door that, now, cannot be shut.
When his climax wanes, our gazes shift to Levi.
To find his cock already thickening again and there’s a look of adoration in his gaze that makes my chest feel tight enough to burst. One of Azrael’s hands wanders to Levi’s waist as he rests his forehead on his shoulder.
The post-orgasm bliss softening their expressions doesn’t waver.
And I don’t think I’ve ever been so hopeful in my entire life.