Chapter 27 AND ARE YOU MINE? #2
My mouth popped open as my eyes darted up to meet Riordan’s sheepish smirk. I realized he must have asked to share the sensations Orion was invoking with me.
Orion grabbed Riordan’s thighs to shift their position slightly so I had the perfect view.
And then he evidently decided it was time to stop teasing and took Riordan’s cock so deep into his throat that my eyes nearly popped out of my skull.
He swallowed deliberately, and it must have felt good because Riordan nearly staggered to his own knees and braced a hand on the bedpost. The guttural groan that tore out of him sounded like his soul had left his body, and my whole body was buzzing in response.
Riordan had always been enthusiastic about his pleasure, but that was not a sound I had ever heard him make.
It made sense Orion would be better at this than I was. He was a man who would always know how to handle a cock better, and he was a more experienced lover.
But he would be teaching me how to do that.
This was not the slow surrender that I usually coaxed from Riordan.
This was more of a conquest in which he had no choice but to succumb.
His grip in Orion’s hair was not an authoritative command but an attempt to hold on while his world fractured.
And in moments, faster than I had ever seen, Riordan was throwing his head back and shouted as he climaxed down Orion’s throat.
His chest was heaving, and he barely managed to catch himself on the bedpost again before falling over Orion.
The Ktínos did not seem to notice as he carefully sucked his saliva off the king’s glistening cock.
The attentiveness was such a stark change from the ruthless way he conquered Riordan just moments before.
“Teach me to do that,” I demanded, nearly vibrating in my excitement. “He is enormous! How do you swallow him down like that without choking yourself?”
Orion laughed as he sank onto his heels so Riordan’s limp fingers untangled from his hair. He licked his lips as he raised his eyes to Riordan’s panting face above him.
“I think we need to give him a moment,” he observed, his eyes twinkling with pride at the way Riordan could not seem to catch his breath.
“Her next,” Riordan insisted breathlessly and tilted his head toward me on the bed. And I tried to tamp down my excitement as Orion looked over at me.
“Only if… I don’t want you to feel like—”
“Amira, I want to taste you,” he interrupted me with a mixture of heat and appreciation in his smile. “If you—”
“I do,” I insisted, and I couldn’t even be embarrassed by the eagerness because it was in his eyes too.
Orion rose and jerked his head at the bed behind me. “Both of you on the bed,” he ordered.
My pulse thrummed as I did as he said and shifted up to where I usually slept while Riordan banished his wings and moved to recline against the headboard next to me.
Both of us watched as Orion walked around the bed to where I was sitting with my hands clenching in a mixture of nerves and excitement between my knees.
He climbed up onto the bed and wordlessly pushed my legs open so he could kneel between them.
My breaths came harder, and he certainly did not miss the way it made my breasts heave in my tight bodice.
He gave me a devious smile before he reached for me and hoisted me up into his arms by my hips.
I gasped and wrapped my legs around him just before his wings gave one quick beat, which lifted us briefly off the bed and back.
I realized he had not been pleased with my position as he dropped me back on the mattress and repositioned me horizontally across the bed.
He pulled me all the way to the edge so he was on the floor on his knees between my thighs.
He paused again to meet my eyes with his hand resting on my trembling leg to ensure I was shaking in excitement and not fear.
“Is this what you want?” he asked as those calloused hands began pushing my dress up my thighs.
“Yes,” I whispered with a nod. After seeing what he had done to Riordan, I had to admit that I was curious.
“Riordan could not get enough of your taste yesterday. Am I going to be just as obsessed with you?”
“I fucking hope so,” I groaned, pulling a smile from him as he finally got my dress all the way up to the apex of my thighs.
He looked down with eyes heated from his anticipation only to frown at the sight of my underwear.
Most griffins did not wear them, Sofia had said that they were quite unusual, but I just could not bring myself to go without wearing something down there.
“They are—”
Orion looped his fingers in the crotch of the underwear and ripped away the silk like it was paper.
“Hey!” I protested, but he had already tossed the torn garment to Riordan.
“That is what watching us did to her,” he told my king who raised my underwear to his nose and breathed in the scent of my arousal with a groan. His golden eyes opened to pin me with the heat of his hunger, and it felt suddenly like my heartbeat was thudding in my pelvis.
Orion reclaimed my attention as he began to nip and kiss his way along my sensitive inner thighs, which began to tremble again from anticipation.
Just before reaching my core, where I yearned the most for him to touch me, Orion skipped right over it with a knowing smirk at my hiss of frustration.
His lips trailed low across my stomach instead, right above the dark hair on my pubic bone, which was manicured into a triangle.
He nipped my hip bones, and then gently kissed up to just under my navel.
He said he didn’t mind feeling my hands in his hair, but I could not forget what he’d told me about how it usually made him feel.
Especially since I suspected his aversion came from this exact situation when his head was between a woman’s legs.
He might not have reacted to Riordan gripping him that way, but I could not be sure it would be the same for me in this scenario.
So I tried to resist the urge to touch him, but as he continued teasing, resistance became increasingly difficult.
I ached to thread my fingers into his dark curls and direct him.
I realized that Riordan had moved down the bed and was sprawled above me when he leaned over to kiss my forehead and then my temple. And having the attention of both men was just as overwhelming as it was before.
“Orion, please,” I found myself panting as my hands twisted the bed sheets with impatience.
“Mhmm, she begs so prettily,” Orion noted to Riordan, who nipped my ear with a dark chuckle.
“It will not last. She can be very demanding when she wants you to get on with fucking her.”
I could feel Orion grinning against my belly before he shifted his mouth down, and then we were both groaning as my back arched.
Riordan had certainly learned how best to please me, but I could tell right away that Orion was experienced in giving pleasure.
I hadn’t been sure what to expect from him when it had been a while since he was with a woman.
And to my knowledge, I was the only one that he’d ever actually wanted to be with.
But the way he switched back and forth between sucking and quick strokes of my clit with his tongue was devastating.
It was frustrating at first until I realized he was intentionally working me up and then denying me release in order to bring me to the edge of absolute desperation.
He had conquered Riordan, but this was subjugation of another kind. A delicious extortion of my willpower.
“Just look at this beautiful cunt,” he growled once he’d lifted his head. He licked his glistening lips and watched with lusty eyes as he inserted two of his fingers inside me. “You are soaked for me, Amira.”
I tipped my head back in pure ecstasy at the sensation of his thick digits stretching my eager body so perfectly.
Although I didn’t seem to be in control of the sounds that came out of my mouth as he pressed his thumb down on my clit and began to move his fingers.
His hands were as magical as his tongue; and when he lowered his head to replace his thumb with his mouth again, my sanity was suddenly hanging by a thread.
And then Riordan leaned over me to swallow each of my frantic groans with an all-consuming kiss that utterly shattered my composure.
I felt unhinged as I seized his hair with both hands and pulled on him as hard as I had wanted to yank on Orion’s curls.
I devoured his kiss with the same zeal that Orion was devouring me.
Orion gave my clit a final pulsing suck unlike anything that I had ever felt before he raised his head again.
I could feel his eyes on us as his fingers began to thrust to the rhythm of our mouths.
He put his free hand on my lower stomach and pressed down gently while pressing up from within on that sensitive place under my pelvis.
I was not sure what he did exactly, but the effect on my body was a blissful ruination.
I only vaguely heard myself crying out as I writhed and arched off the bed, but I was nearly senseless while in the throes of such a violent climax.
Riordan gave a hungry growl I recognized as he kissed and sucked hard on my exposed throat. It was the sound he made just before he fucked me like an animal.
“How did you do that?” he demanded, his voice rough from the barely controlled need that would be wreaking havoc within him.
“There is a spot inside her, and if you can apply just the right amount of pressure, then a woman will have the most intense orgasm of her life,” Orion said smugly.
Riordan was familiar with the spot, although I was not sure what Orion had done so differently with it that made me feel like I was turning inside out.
“Show me,” Riordan demanded as he lifted his head from the pulse in my neck and slid away down the bed.