And I couldn’t look away from the compelling sight.
Knox’s shaft was hard, and it rested up along Hera’s bare, wet pussy. The sight burned into me. I wanted more.
I had no idea what more meant, exactly, but it consumed me. I wanted more of this feeling, more of her, more of him, more of all of it. None of us were shades or trapped right then—we were just people driven to satisfy this hunger inside us.
Knox kissed Hera’s ear, and she shivered in response. “I like this,” he said. I got the feeling the words were more for Hera, but still, I listened intently as he went on. “Normally, even if I like someone, I’m notmeduring. I’m whoever they want me to be. I don’t even know what I like, because it’s never mattered. This is the first time I’ve gotten to be myself, that I’ve gotten to do what I want, feel what I want, to chase my desires.”
Hera reached behind her, setting her hand on the back of Knox’s neck. The action stretched her out, made me notice just how beautiful she was. Her body was amazingly soft, which had drawn me in at first.
I’d touched nothing so soft, so tempting. From the fullness of her breasts to the gentle curve of her hips, every part of her was giving.
“I’m going to take you now,” Knox said, almost whispering to her ear. “I’m going to slide deep into you finally. I’ve thought about this from the moment I saw you that first day, but I never thought I’d get it.” He turned his gaze down, toward me. There was an honesty in his gaze, as if he wanted me to understand something.
He got this with her because of me. I knew what he tried to say without him having to utter the words. I gave him a half-smile, my attempt to assure him I was getting as much out of it as he was.
that the sweat on Hera’s brow, the lust that clouded her pretty eyes, it all showed that I’d gotten more than my fair share out of this.
Hera arched her back, the action moving her hips so Knox’s dick rubbed against her.
Knox chuckled, then cupped her breast, teasing her nipple with his fingers. “I knew you would be like this—insatiable. Then again, that’s how you make me feel, so I can hardly blame you for it. Now, I’m going to have you ride me, and you’ll do that for me, won’t you?”
She nodded as if we’d broken her resolve, as if she would have agreed to anything if he just kept touching her.
“Good girl,” Knox said before he released her breast and grasped her hips. He urged her up slightly, his smile spreading more when Hera twitched as his cock rubbed against her sensitive pussy.
Except, he didn’t quite hit the right spot. He seemed reluctant to release her, to guide himself to where he needed to be, and Hera was too lost to the want and sensation to do so herself.
I didn’t need anyone to tell me to do anything—I knew exactly what I wanted.
I reached out and wrapped my hand around his cock. It was solid and incredibly hot in my palm, something I’d never expected to feel. Sure, I’d touched myself plenty of times—being a virgin at my age wound a man up—but touching someone else was different.
Knox groaned but didn’t tell me to stop, didn’t set a limit there.
I stroked him once, allowing myself to savor the heat of him, the desire I’d never experienced before. I knew it wasn’t his incubus side, since he was without any of those powers.
Maybe it was a moment when I discovered something about myself I hadn’t known before?
I didn’t think I cared enough to figure it out right then. Instead, I stroked him once more, then positioned the head of his cock against the entrance of Hera’s pussy.
She closed her eyes, giving herself over to us, to it all.
That trust humbled me.
Knox used his grip on her waist to pull her down, to slide into her. As close as I was, I got to watch closely, see how Knox’s thick cock spread her pussy, to see the way her wetness clung to his shaft and made him glisten as he sank inch after inch into her.
“You aresotight,” Knox said, his voice strained. “Do you like this? Do you like to feel me spreading you open like this?”
She nodded, the motion quick as if afraid he’d stop if she didn’t answer.
Not that Knox appeared anywhere near ready to stop. He kept up the pressure until her body met his, until he filled her, giving me a good look at where they were joined, where the lips of her cunt hugged his thick shaft.
Knox released her waist and set a hand on her lower stomach. “You’re so full, aren’t you?” He nipped her ear, then used the hand still on her waist to guide her motions.
Hera rose and fell again, though not far, as if she couldn’t stand the idea of losing that feeling of connection. Watching her move hypnotized me, the roll of her hips, the way she hid nothing. I hid everything, kept it all to myself, so honesty terrified me.
Still, I refused to hide from it, either. Not here.
Knox reached down farther with the hand on her stomach until his fingers reached her clit. He rubbed softly before locking his gaze on me and lifted his eyebrow. “Why don’t you push her right over that edge again?”