Page 121 of Puck & Her Blades

Asher climbs back onto the bed and throws down the bag. He unzips it, reaching inside.

What the hell is he going to bring out?

He smirks at me, before pulling out two huge dildoes.

They’re violet and realistic looking with knots at the end.

I swallow at the same time as Cygnus. One of them has a silk cord at the end of it.

My brow furrows with confusion.

Cygnus grips my hand, tightly. “Treasure, we’re so fucked.”

Literally, I bet.

Cygnus definitely appears familiar with how these toys are used. Is this how they play, during his heats?

I turn and kiss his cheek.

It’s hard to form words.

Cygnus’ eyes crinkle at the side. “We’ll endure the torture together.”

Asher laughs. “Poor Omegas, who will save you from the villainous Beta and his tormenting, vibrating dildoes?”

Vibrating?

“Not me.” Zev sits back by my feet. “I’m looking forward to watching this.”

Jackson adjusts his cuff links. “As am I.”

Asher wraps the silken cord around Cygnus’ balls and the shaft of his dick. Cygnus squirms, as Asher ties the length of the dildo flush with his dick. Then he presses the base of the dildo, and it buzzes to life.

Cygnus hisses, and his toes curl. His hand squeezes mine.

“Now be a good Omega and don’t come before our Puck.” Asher pats Cygnus’ thigh, and he whines.

Then he switches on the second dildo, and it hums to life with heavy, pulsing vibrations.

I swallow, unable to look away.

“Ready?” Asher trails his hand down my stomach.

I nod.

To my surprise, he strokes the dildo’s head across my lips.

I jolt at the unexpected, tingling sensation, before he lifts it away and claims my lips with his own. At the same time, he sensually strokes the knotted dildo up and down my neck, as waves of vibrations slowly build in intensity.

I moan, and my hips hump into the air, at the same time as Cygnus’ do.

Asher smiles against my lips, before he sits up and trails the vibrator between my breasts, circling them.

My breathing speeds up.

I can feel my second orgasm spiraling through me already, being forced by the intense pulses of sensation at a faster pace than I ever thought possible.

It’s perfect.

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