We hadn’t done this together before, and I suspected she was new to it as well. Have you ever been fucked in the ass, pixie flower? I whispered into her mind.
She groaned, her muscles tightening. No.
Then I need you to tell me if this is too much, I replied. You know how I feel about communication. Make sure you use your words.
I will, she promised.
I’m trusting you, Aflora, I said, sliding two fingers into her ass to test her preparedness. Too much?
No, she replied. Not enough.
I added a third in reply, and she moaned. Better?
Yes, she hummed, approval radiating through her.
Can you take more?
She nodded, her head falling back against my shoulder as Shade released her. His mouth went to her breasts as Kols dropped his hands to her hips.
We would work on the two of us first, then depending on how she felt, Shade could try for her mouth. He seemed to already know that, the Death Blood more in tune with us than I ever could have anticipated. Perhaps because of his bond to Kols.
Regardless, it worked.
I didn’t even mind Zakkai watching, aware that he was acting as protector while we played.
He’d proven himself… mostly. I wasn’t sure I’d ever truly trust him, but for tonight, I did.
Aflora groaned as I began moving my fingers inside her, and Kols cursed into my mind. I need to move, Zeph.
Not yet.
I fucking hate you.
No, you don’t, I replied softly. You know I’m about to make this so good for you, too.
He didn’t argue with that, fully aware that I would keep that promise. But his need mounted as Aflora began to writhe, her body losing itself to the sensations of being filled from both ends.
I kissed her shoulder, allowing the deviation from my command, and slowly withdrew from her backside. A protest left her lips, only to be morphed into a sound of approval as the head of my cock pushed against her entrance. The initial thrust is the hardest to take, I warned her, pressing into her slowly.
Shade sucked her nipple into his mouth, and Kols pressed his thumb to her clit, both of them doing their best to distract her from the initial pain.
Her resulting whimper quickly morphed to a needy little hum, her body trembling between us as I slid the rest of the way home. “Oh,” she groaned, tossing her head back against my shoulder again. “Oh, Fae.”
“Fuck,” I corrected against her ear. “That’s the term you’re looking for.”
“Hmm,” she murmured, her hips gyrating in a sensual motion that had me palming her belly to hold her in place.
“Not yet,” I said, wanting her to acclimate.
“His two favorite words,” Kols muttered.
“Fuck me,” Aflora demanded. “Fuck me right now.”
Zakkai chuckled in amusement, his position shifting to the bedpost at the front of the bed for a better view. “Yes, Zephyrus. Fuck her.”
I ignored him to focus on Aflora, my lips skimming her hammering pulse as I withdrew and slammed back into her. A wanton little gasp left her pretty mouth, followed by a cry of pleasure when I repeated the action.
Now you can move, I told Kols.