Page 79 of A Study of Blood and Ichor

I thought I would have felt more exposed, lying so defenseless before him with just a thin strip of fabric between us. But I secretly loved the way his rapturous eyes enthralled me. It felt like he was seeing all of me, without reproach and lacking all judgment, and I feared it was something I could become addicted to if I wasn’t careful.

Vain paused, his eyes trailing back up the length of my body as if in awe, before settling his gaze back to mine. With every sensual graze of his hands across my skin, his expression darkened further, even as he hooked his fingers through the thin fabric of my panties and slid them down my legs.

Shifting to anchor himself in the space between my legs, he gripped my thighs, his hands pulsing with excitement, and my clit throbbed in turn. He was so close that I could feel the teasing heat of his breath as he leaned in further, mere inches away from where I wanted him the most.

Our eyes remained locked in a delicate trance as Vain lowered his mouth to the inner flesh of my thighs and nipped at the sensitive skin.

I gasped, and Vain growled with pleasure.

He trailed three more tender kisses on either side of me, each tempting press moving closer to my center as he continued to test my line, the one I was becoming less sure of by the second, if it even existed at all anymore.

“Spread your legs,” he ordered.

I obeyed.

“Wider.”

“Please,” I said, my voice trembling.

“Say my name when you beg me again.” He ran his tongue along the curve of my hip. “I want you to hear yourself, knowing that it’s me you’re asking for.”

“Please, Vain.” His name felt like glass in my throat. Like poison on my tongue. It was wrong—so wrong—what I was doing. What I was allowing him to do.

His eyes burned into mine as he watched me from below. “Again.”

“You’re a fucking bastard, Vain—”

The demon unleashed himself on me before the words had fully left my lips. He dove in and lapped at me hungrily, attacking with his tongue before he sucked my clit into his mouth.

The sounds that escaped me were nothing short of degrading, strangled whimpers and unintelligible words as the pleasure quickly took its hold. Shock waves lit up my spine with every passing swirl of his wicked tongue. His rhythmic strokes wound me up tighter and tighter until I feared I might snap.

He would break me. Destroy me entirely if I let him.

“You taste so fucking good.” Vain groaned against me, his words vibrating through my core. His tongue made one long, sweeping stroke, dragging it up through my arousal and flicking again at my clit with a devious grin. “Tell me, how does it feel to have a demon between your legs devouring you?”

There were no words to describe it. Vain’s touch, his mouth, his tongue, his words…they all overwhelmed me to a near-devastating point.

“Vain,” I panted, “please.”

There was a pulse in his jaw and then Vain cocked his head to the side before the darkness pulled away from his eyes and Rory’s gray came to the forefront.

“My fucking turn,” he rasped, and then Rory dipped his head back down to consume me completely.

Rory’s hunger was gentler than Vain’s, his mouth softer and more patient as he took his time with me. It seemed that I could tell the two of them apart in more ways than one now.

As if Rory could sense how close Vain had brought me to the edge, he drew his tongue along every nerve with languid precision, like he was trying to savor me for as long as he could. I didn’t want it to end, but I also had never wanted to come so badly in my whole life.

Whenever Rory’s tongue flicked back up toward my clit, he would suck it gingerly into his mouth before drawing away again, leaving me shaking and whimpering for more. My eyes rolled back as I dug my heels into the muscles of his back. My hips rocked forward of their own volition, and a breathy moan escaped my lips.

Rory emitted a deep guttural groan. “God, yeah, grind yourself against my face like that. Show us how bad you want it.”

My soul nearly left my body the moment his tongue dipped inside. My hips lifted off the seat, and I cried out, eyes slamming shut. When I opened them again, Vain was back in control. He gripped me tight, using the hand splayed across my stomach to reach down and pull my hood taut before he suctioned his mouth to me and sucked hungrily. His teeth grazed my clit, and I was so sensitive I nearly screamed as I threw both my hands to the back of his head and dug my fingers into his dark hair.

I lost count of how many times Rory and Vain switched back and forth, driving me closer and closer to my release, until I was grinding against their mouth and panting hard. I called out both of their names, but I wasn’t able to keep track of who was in control anymore.

“Please,” I began to beg. “Please, please.”

I was so desperately close that I squirmed beneath them so hard that they had to brace my hips down firmly.

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