Page 62 of Puck & Her Blades

I’m certain that it’s with desire.

I suck harder.

I need to mark and claim him.

When his Alphas fuck him, I want them to see that I left a hickey on his neck.

I marked him.

I become wet at the thought of Jackson’s cold expression, as he studies a mark on his Omega’s neck, which I’ve left…as we share the same man.

Fuck, that does something funny to me.

I bite down just hard enough that my teeth are leaving imprints.

Cygnus muffles his yell against my shoulder, but his dick twitches against my thigh.

I’m lost in him.

He’s all I can see, hear, smell.

He’s all consuming.

When I pull back, his eyes are glassy, and he’s panting. Then he slowly wets his lips, and I notice how hard he’s bitten them to keep back his cries. I kiss over them to soothe them.

Cygnus smiles against my lips, before drawing back, and to my surprise, slipping Asher’s jersey over his head.

It’s huge on him.

Now, he looks even more like a delicate fae who’s stolen a giant’s clothes.

The jersey bunches on his cock like it’s framing it.

There’s a wicked gleam in Cygnus’ eyes. “Didn’t you want to see and talk to Ash? Can’t you smell his delicious scent? Now, it’s like he’s here with us.”

I nod.

It is.

“So, how about we imagine that this is a threesome?” Cygnus smirks.

I stare at him in shock. “I’ve never had one of those. Well, I’ve never had anything, before. Apart from with you. Kinky.”

“I told you, I’ve had a lot of time stuck inside with only books for company. I’ve had a long time to think about…”

“Kinky possibilities?” I grip his dick, loving its velvety feel as I stroke it. “We’re going to have so much fun.”

Hurriedly, I undo my pants and shove them down my hips, along with my panties.

Cygnus presses me against the wall of the shower, slipping his elegant fingers down to explore between my thighs.

I throw my head back with a moan.

“Can you feel Ash touching you?” He breathes.

Oh, fuck.

I lose myself to the fantasy that Asher is here too, which is easy when we’re wrapped in his scent. I can feel Asher’s strong fingers running up and down my pussy. I’ve watched those fingers intently in two games now, as they clutch his hockey stick and score the winning goals.

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