Page 63 of Out of My Flocking Mind

I hadn’t had the chance to play with him much the last time, and I didn’t intend to repeat that mistake. I leaned in and dragged my tongue up the length of his cock, savoring the way it twitched in response. Fuck did that make me feel oddly powerful.

Kelvin latched his lips onto the bite and sucked, the action causing me to cry out, trying to pull in enough oxygen. Meanwhile, he released my thighs and moved his hands up my body. He grasped my chin with one of them, then reached out and wrapped his hand around Harrison’s cock with the other. He stroked his length with a slow, teasing touch. Kelvin pressed one finger to my lips, his meaning clear enough that I obeyed without a second thought, opening my mouth.

Kelvin held tight—to me and to Harrison—to force Harrison one step closer, guiding Harrison’s cock past my parted lips. I accepted it, using my tongue against the bottom of his dick, savoring the salty taste of him. He groaned, the sound low and pleased, his gaze locked on my face.

Kelvin didn’t release either of us. He kept his fist around the base of Harrison’s cock and his other hand still grasped my jaw, his thumb stroking over my bottom lip even as it was stretched wide. Why was this so hot? Somehow, having sex with Kelvin or Harrison was one thing, but the way Kelvin touched me, almost seeming to use both Harrison and I like toys he could pose at will, was such a turn on that it made his venom seem impotent.

Kelvin took his lips from the bite, and I didn’t have time to prepare myself for that low rumble of his voice. “Is this better, little bird? Does his cock make you feel better? Does it quell that need inside you?”

I nodded, despite the action being little more than a tiny incline of my head between Kelvin’s grip and Harrison’s cock. Somehow, that made it hotter, though. The way Kelvin held me still, the way Harrison thrust shallowly, the bump of Kelvin’s fist against my lips, it all added to the lust inside me. I stroked my clit again, harder, and that was all it took to send me right over the edge.

I kept my mouth open, careful not to get Harrison with my teeth as I came hard, as the tension rolled through my body in heady waves. Despite that, neither Harrison nor Kelvin let up. The stroking of Harrison’s cock against the inside of my cheek and tongue, the way Kelvin’s breath warmed my throat, it all mixed together to prolong my orgasm.

“Good girl,” Kelvin whispered, then teased my earlobe with his sharp fangs, leaving a sting behind. Even still, after the orgasm started to fade, I knew it wasn’t enough.

Not even close.

The fire inside me burned brighter and hotter than ever, as though my release had only spread it, had only tossed more fuel on it. That made me pull against Kelvin’s grasp to take Harrison deeper, wanting to drown in him, in his scent, in his taste.

Kelvin laughed, though the sound was far darker than usual. He let me go, the action not separating Harrison and me. Instead, it let me lean forward, giving me back control as far as speed and depth. And fuck if this wasn’t the only place in my life where I wanted to be an overachiever. Kelvin moved from beside me, but he wasn’t opting out. That became clear when he set a hand on Harrison’s arm and pressed him forward.

Harrison moved as though he’d already been thinking this, but the touch of Kelvin’s hand was all the prompting he needed. He withdrew from my mouth, then moved over me, forcing me to lie back as he crowded me. It ended with me stretched out on the couch and him over me, in the space between my thighs. He didn’t wait, leaning in and taking my lips in a kiss that already felt familiar. I slid my arms around his shoulders, clinging to him as I lifted my hips in a blatant plea.

“I can’t hold back anymore,” Harrison said.

“Who’s asking you to?” I nipped his full bottom lip, the action meant to get him moving. I wanted him as crazy as I felt. He might not be drugged on Kelvin’s venom, but that didn’t matter. I still wanted him lost to the same feeling that raged through me.

He braced his weight on one arm, then used his other hand to reach between us. If I had any doubts about his experience, they were wiped away when he so easily fit his cock against my cunt then plunged into me. The sudden fullness had me setting my foot on the couch and pushing—not to get away, but rather due to the overwhelming sensation. He didn’t pause, instead setting a brutal pace right from jump. It went to show that he really wasn’t thinking fully.

I had one moment of wondering if this was good for him, if my brother would have yelled at me if he’d known that this was what his patient was up to so soon after leaving? He’d said to rest, and while we were horizontal, I had a feeling this wasn’t what Joshua had meant.

But fuck if I felt bad about it in the least. Instead, I gave myself over to it.

“You two are better than the best porn,” Kelvin said, his fingers appearing on top of Harrison’s shoulder, his skin standing out since it was darker. I peered around Harrison to find Kelvin staring at his back just as he drew his hand down, over Harrison’s spine, the touch slow and undoubtably sensual.

And Harrison shuddered at it, thrusting harder into me. That showed he wasn’t all that unopposed.

“Your skin is so pale,” Kelvin went on. “It’s so perfect and soft. Don’t get me wrong, I find myself rather jealous that you’re a stand-in for me, but I don’t think I mind this all that much, either.” Kelvin gripped Harrison’s waist. Meanwhile, he leaned in and ground his still clothed crotch against Harrison’s ass.

Harrison parted his lips on a groan, his eyes closed.

“What do you say? I’ve covered your thighs in cum once already—why not again?”

“Don’t…” Harrison said, but paused after that one word, as though unsure how to finish the though.

Kelvin leaned forward, his thicker build dwarfing Harrison, especially because of the way he was dressed and Harrison nude. He pressed a kiss to Harrison’s shoulder, then dragged his fangs over Harrison’s pale skin. “I won’t fuck you. I’m a pretty despicable person, but I don’t pressure people into things they don’t want. I promise not to enter you.”

If I had been in my right mind, I’d have laughed. Who the fuck would be stupid enough to trust any promise Kelvin made? However, in this, I found myself believing him.

Even when he’d made me his thrall, he’d resisted doing anything else out of his own guilt, because I couldn’t consent. It seemed a sticking point for him, an odd little moral hiccup in his otherwise amoral life.

“Okay,” Harrison said, hesitation in his voice.

Fuck did I recognize that hesitation, though. It wasn’t one born of not knowing if he wanted to do something, but rather an internal battle between what he wanted and what he thought he should want. It was like the times I’d seen someone hot who I wanted to sleep with, but didn’t want anyone calling me a whore because of it.

“Good answer,” Kelvin said, moving his hands farther back. He cupped Harrison’s ass, then spread his checks. “It’s a damn pity, because this sight tells me you would feel amazingly good.” He shifted his hands, seeming to run his thumbs down, over his ass. “However, you set that boundary, and I’ll respect it. Tighten your thighs for me.”

Harrison shifted, bringing his knees tighter together. He didn’t pull out of me as far, instead thrusting hard and grinding deep into my cunt. The action allowed his body to tease my clit at the same time, since he was pressed snuggly against me.

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