Page 114 of The Sorcerer of Shadowholde

“Tunic, off.”

Aurora’s instruction was simple, and Verian complied immediately.

“Come, Petran, help me with her,” Renatus said, the pop of the spire being removed audible, even over Verian’s own whimpers. “One cock is not good enough for our dear girl anymore.”

Verian’s mind was absolutely emptied of all thought as Aurora straddled his waist, kissing him deeply as she leaned over his prone form. They were mere sex toys to them, being used as Renatus and Aurora saw fit, the thought positively electrifying. His cock throbbed as Aurora positioned herself over him, gripping his length tightly.

“Are you ready, dear boy?” she asked, her voice a luscious purr as it washed over him.

“Yes.Please.”

Verian’s whimper was pathetic, he was aware, but he needed her, needed his cock in someone’s warmth, the desperation overwhelming.

He gripped Aurora’s hips hesitantly, unsure what he was allowed to do, but she gave no harsh reprisal. Perhaps she was being nice since it was their first time together. She let herself drop, penetrating herself on his erection.

“Fuck,” he muttered, head spinning as she lifted herself up and plunged down on him once more.

“What a good boy you are, giving me your hard cock. Will you make me come? Will you come for me?”

“Yes, yes, yes…” Verian muttered over and over again, rocking his hips into her as she sank down on him.

A yelp caught his attention, the sight widening his lust glazed eyes though he continued to thrust into Aurora.

Vita, held aloft between Petran and Renatus as they both fucked her. Strong arms rocked her up and down on top of them, and she grunted with each thrust. Utterly filled to the brim, just as she’d been with Renatus and himself a few days ago, and the image was titillating. She caught his eye, a blissful smile on her face, and he knew her mind was deliciously empty as well.

Aurora ground her clit into his pelvis, taking his attention away from Vita.

“What a lovely boy you are. I’m going to enjoy my time with you. Such a nice cock you have.”

Oh, the words of praise were so good, and he tightened his grip on her hips, thrusting into her. He was doing something right if the moans escaping Aurora’s mouth meant anything, and it wasn’t long before she was trembling on top of him, her cunt clenching so hard on his cock that it forced him to follow her climax.

His stomach tightened as he spilled into her, Aurora milking every last drop, seed dripping out of her and onto his own thighs. When she finally collapsed, their breaths heaved, chests pressed together, bathingin utter bliss until loud groans barreled through the quiet grunts of the room.

All of Petran’s muscles tensed, his eyes shut in an expression of euphoria as he thrust into Vita—her cries and moans signaling her own orgasm—coating her tight cunt with his cum. Renatus wasn’t far behind, filling her ass with sticky seed as he continued to fuck her.

Thrusts turned shallow until the men removed themselves, setting Vita on shaky legs. Renatus still supported her, holding her against his chest as his fiery gaze turned to Verian.

“Come here, dear boy. Don’t you want to taste Petran’s seed?”

Fuck.

Verian wanted nothing more and Aurora slid off of him, reclining on the couch so he could stumble over to Vita.

“And I’d like to taste yours,” Petran said with a wink, slapping Verian’s ass as he passed him on his way to Aurora’s prone form.

Vita’s legs were spread wide, held open by Renatus as her cunt still throbbed with aftershocks, swollen and dripping. Verian got to his knees and a swipe of his tongue set Vita off, the whimpers like music to his ears. Petran’s seed was salty, coating his mouth as he lapped it up.

Mirrored whimpers sounded from the couch, Petran very clearly performing the same duty for Aurora.

In a few short minutes, Vita was a burbling mess, crying as another small orgasm rolled through her. She’d had enough.

Verian stood and before he could let his embarrassment catch up with him, Petran was dragging him to the couch, settling him next to Aurora. It was a comfort to be in their arms, letting them wash him with praise and doting. Renatus held Vita, following them to the couch and dropping next to Petran.

The crackling hearth came back to him as Aurora massaged his shoulders and Petran planted sweet kisses on his neck.

Verian belonged, and there was no better feeling in the world.

CHAPTER 48

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