Page 105 of The Dark, Dead, Deep

“Our turn,” Rainn corrected, exchanging a knowing look with the kelpie as he shifted to the side.

Tormalugh did not pause as he wrapped his hands around my ankles and tugged me down to the foot of the bed. He parted my knees and knelt between them, staring at my center with the look of a starving man. His cock stood proud but ignored as he waited for my permission.

Self-conscious, I shifted and tried to close my legs slightly, hoping to hide the view of my pussy, but Tor placed his hands on my knees, rubbing his thumb on the underside of my legs. His dark eyes flicked to mine as if to ask if I was okay. A contrast from Rainn, who was so confident in every ministration that he performed on my body.

I pulled my bottom lip between my teeth before giving a silent nod.

Whatever Tor read in that look, I didn’t know. Still, his hands moved to the meat of my thighs, holding them open as he settled on his knees and kissed my clit, causing my body to spasm, sensitive from the orgasm Rainn had just had given me.

Rainn took his time watching as Tor used his tongue to lick a strip across my core, taking the time to circle my entrance as he went. I pressed my fist to my lips, biting back a moan as my eyes closed.

Rainn tapped my wrist, and my eyes fluttered open, hooded and hazy as Tor coaxed me with his tongue. My hips rose to meet his mouth.

Rainn’s brows rose. “Are you ready to use your mouth, princess?” he asked wickedly.

I exhaled a silent laugh. “What if I bite you?” I teased, mimicking our conversation from earlier. “Aren’t you afraid?”

Rainn’s answer was a knowing smirk. “If you bite me, I’ll like it, princess.”

My cheeks heated, and I watched as Rainn unbuttoned his trousers and pulled them over his hips. His cock was longer than Tor’s but not as thick, and the thatch of hair at the base was the same tarnished silver as his eyes and hair. Rainn stroked his cock once, allowing a bead of cum to gather at the head before wiping it away with his thumb. The fluid’s texture was too thick to dissolve quickly in the water.

Rainn allowed me to watch for a moment before tapping my wrist again and guiding my hand to his cock. He wrapped his fist around mine as he pumped his member, pausing at the ridge where the shaft met the angry red helmet at the top. My clit pulsed with need, and I imagined what it would feel like to have Rainn inside of me—any guilt that I felt about Tor between my legs while I imagined fucking another male flew from my mind when Tor parted my lips with his tongue and thrust inside of me with it. I couldn’t think. I couldn’t breathe. All I could focus on was touching Rainn, moving my hand, and the firm but strange feeling of Tor rolling his tongue over my clit as he tasted me.

Rainn allowed his head to fall back as he moaned in pleasure, his hips moving to thrust into my fist. I wriggled and sighed as Tor pulled away from me—leaving me exposed and wanting.

Before I could argue and beg for more of his beautiful tongue, Tor settled between my thighs, lining his cock up with my entrance. The tip dipping inside of my pussy, was enough to drive me mad but not enough to satiate the hunger inside me. The empty feeling at my very core.

Rainn halted his movement, stilling his cock as he stopped thrusting into my hand. “Mouth now, princess.” He winked, and I obeyed, parting my lips and holding my tongue out as I waited for his taste like a drunk desperate for more wine.

Tor reached up and took that moment to brush his thumb over my clit as he thrust inside me to the hilt, his fingers gripping my thighs and holding me to him. Rainn was forgotten as my back arched off the bed. I inhaled sharply, feeling the unfamiliar sensation of feeling whole and complete for the first time in my life.

Every part of my body was alive, ready, and waiting to be explored. I felt like I would come out of my skin if he didn’t “Move,” I growled.

Tor’s eyes sparkled with mischief as he silently rocked his hips, waiting for me with a focus that made me feel as if I was the only female in the world and I belonged to him.

“Mouth,” Tor reminded me as he grunted, thrusting inside me before pulling out and leaving only the tip inside my pussy. I whimpered, needing more, needing him inside of me.

My eyes fluttered as Rainn’s cock pressed against my lips. I moaned at the taste of his cum as soon as it hit my tongue, salty, with the same sunshine I associated with Rainn’s scent. I felt like I was tasting the very essence of him.

I couldn’t help but wonder what it would feel like to have Rainn’s cock inside me. At the same time as Tor’s—in the same hole, or perhaps in my back entrance, thrusting in time.

The sound of Tor fucking me, his grunts and my whimpers, and the wet slap of his skin on mine as his cock dragged from my pussy made it all too easy for my orgasm to build. I tried to stave it off as I rolled my tongue over Rainn’s cock, but I couldn’t. My moan vibrated against his member, making the selkie groan with pleasure, and before I knew it, my entire body grew taut, and my toes curled as my orgasm raced through me.

My mouth opened, and Rainn began to rut in my mouth as I twitched and writhed, drunk and blind in my pleasure. I sighed their names. Tor’s first as he thrust inside of me so completely that I felt him against my cervix, as he emptied his spend inside of me. Then Rainn, as his cock sprang free, came on my chest, coating my collar like a necklace made of pearls.

I wanted to joke about his cum looking like my freckles, but I didn’t. There was a seriousness in the water that I didn’t expect. As if we had done something irreversible.

Tor climbed up the bed and wrapped his arms around me. Rainn slumped down until his head touched the pillow with a smile.

“Should we have done that?” I asked, unable to summon any form of energy as my head laid on Tormalugh’s chest, rising and falling with every breath he took. There were markings on his skin—a tattoo the same color as his ebony coat, shining a rainbow, like oil on the water whenever the light hit them.

Tormalugh lifted his hand and twisted a lock of my hair around his finger. “What do you mean?”

Rainn sat up, interested in my answer.

“Cormac—”

Rainn snorted and put his head back on the pillow. “Cormac won’t be a problem, I don’t think. He’s currently cock-deep in his harem, blissfully enjoying being home.”

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