Thank fuck for that, he replied, thrusting upward in time with my movements.
Aflora practically melted between us, her sweet arousal scenting the air as we drove into her in tandem, leading her toward an oblivion she would never forget.
Then Shade threaded his fingers through her hair and guided her mouth to his groin. Her palms went to the bed to stabilize her upper body while he cradled her head, his touch far more gentle than the pace Kols and I set between her legs.
I drew my finger down her spine, monitoring the responses of her body to ensure this didn’t hurt, concerned slightly by the contortionist position she’d put herself in to suck Shade off. But she swiveled her hips in a manner that suggested her excitement, her body practically purring with pending rapture.
Keep massaging her clit, I demanded.
I know, Kols returned, his voice gruff with pleasure. Grab her tits.
The command made my lips twitch, but I reached around her to palm her breasts because I rather liked the idea. Her resulting moan around Shade’s cock made it worth agreeing to Kols’s not-so-subtle demand.
She’s close, Kols said. She’s squeezing the fuck out of my shaft.
I felt a similar sensation against mine as her ass clenched. Fuck her harder.
He pistoned his hips upward at the same time I thrust downward, causing Aflora to scream around Shade’s dick. His fingers knotted in her hair, holding her to him as his stomach muscles flexed, his orgasm nearing. “Fuck, Aflora,” he groaned. “Those sounds… from your throat… are vibrating… my… fuck…” He tipped his head back, another curse leaving his mouth as she swallowed him deep, coaxing him to orgasm with her clever mouth.
Minx, I breathed into her mind. You made him come early.
Only doing what I was taught, she replied, her mental tone coy and yet filled with satisfaction as she swallowed his essence with greedy little gulps.
Someone was thirsty, I murmured, slamming into her. You ready for me?
Yes, she hissed, arching between us and releasing Shade with a pop. “Oh!”
“Yeah. Oh.” I took control of her hair, yanking her back to me as I really drove inside her, making her feel every inch of me and Kolstov below. Then I sank my teeth into her shoulder, holding her there while I fucked her into oblivion.
My bite coupled with our pace below sent her headfirst into another climax, her scream of delight one I wanted to record and replay for years on end.
Or maybe I would just strive to make her repeat that sound over and over and over for eternity.
Yeah, I liked that plan more. So fucking hot, I told her. You’re perfect, Aflora.
She moaned, her hips undulating between us as her orgasm extended with our repetitive penetration. Then Kols tumbled after her, his mouth parting on a rapturous sound filled with life and ecstasy and demanding I join them both in this delirious euphoria.
I groaned against her neck, releasing her from my bite, then tugged her head back to meet my kiss while I emptied myself inside her, claiming her in the most intimate manner known to fae.
She was mine.
No. She was ours.
To cherish and to adore.
To protect and to worship.
To admire and to love.
I trembled with the overpowering emotions, my mind incapable of understanding what this all meant to me. To us. Not yet.
But I knew she belonged to us, just as we belonged to her.
For forever and eternity.
Our powerful mate.
Our Aflora.