Page 34 of Fool's Bargain

I gave a shuddering sigh. “It means I have never made love with a man before. Never been penetrated by a man’s phallus and brought to orgasm while he climaxed inside me. It’s when our essences mix in my womb that the power is released.”

She nodded, understanding. “But you’ve been with women.”

“Many women. How else would I stay sane? Men too, but only to a point.” I gave her a sly smile. “But you enjoy being fucked, don’t you?”

“Oh I do, but there are many, many things I find just as wonderful.” She reached the peak of my cleft again and kept going, following the thin line of the glowing mark that extended down the taut ridge of my swollen clit. When she hit the end, she turned her hand until the pad of her finger met my sensitive flesh just beneath the hood—and stroked. Her touch grew slick with my arousal and I dropped my head back with a sigh, sliding my heels up and letting my knees drop wide. My pussy blossomed open, like petals stretching to the moist heat that surrounded us. My mark pulsed with the beat of my desire, the etched skin whirling to life with her touch. I closed my eyes and imagined what she must see. She kept teasing my clit, and my breathing quickened and my juices flowed with every light stroke of her fingers.

When I regained my breath, I speared her with a heated look. “I want to watch them fuck you while you touch me. I want them to make you come when you make me come.”

17

Zarya

Asteady pulse took up residence between my thighs, fresh wetness trickling down between them. With a look over my shoulder, I said, “I am at their mercy, just the way you’re at mine.” I widened my knees and leaned over, jutting my ass into the air with my spread pussy on display for the three men behind me.

The warm air in our private bubble did nothing to cool my pulsing heat, and neither did Ione’s delicious scent when I hovered close to her. I let my lips graze down her mound, marveling at how smooth and soft she was. Her tattoo fluctuated with pulsing light, brightening when I darted my tongue out and teased the very top of her slit.

She arched up with a soft sigh of pleasure when I slid my tongue lower and teased beneath the hood of her clit, her tangy flavor every bit as rich and decadent as Dorian’s semen had been.

Behind me came a chorus of soft curses, followed by Kyril’s chuckle. “Theo, don’t just stare at them. Zarya’s waiting for you.”

“Yeah, man,” Dorian said. “If you don’t fill that gorgeous little pussy up, I will.”

“We still don’t know if she can even take us all,” Theo said. “I’m going to lose it once I’m inside her. If I go primal, I might hurt her.”

A twinge of real fear flashed in my mind and I stopped licking Ione’s pussy to process that it wasTheo’sfear, not my own. Licking my lips, I looked over my shoulder and met his gaze. My protective urge flared and I knew there was no way I could ever deny these men what they needed, even if it hurt me.

“We won’t know until we try. Fuck me, Theo. If it hurts, I’ll tell you.”

For as old as they were, they sure came across like novices. I smiled to myself and shook my head, returning my attention to Ione. “Are all satyrs like this?” I asked as I swiped my thumb down the center of her slit.

She bit her lip around a laugh. “Sweet thing, they’ve waited three thousand years for you, cut them some slack.”

“Mmm, you’re the sweet one.” I wiggled my ass as I dipped my head again and wrapped my lips around her clit. She moaned and tangled her fingers into my hair.

“Just fair warning,” she said in a breathy voice. “Your scent is driving us all a little wild. So fucking fresh and untarnished with a male’s musk. Surprising for a female so fucking beautiful.”

“It’s been a while for me too,” I murmured against her slick lips, then teased my tongue around her opening. It may not have been three thousand years, but it had been long enough that a pang of true anxiety accompanied my need to be filled up by them. All three of them were bigger than the largest vibrator I owned, yet I ached to feel that stretch again so badly it was driving me crazy. I spread her then and froze as a strong hand squeezed my ass and blunt fingertips grazed over my own slickened sex. My breath escaped me in a gust. Theo was right behind me now, one hand kneading my ass and the other between my legs. His gaze was feverish and his cock huge and stiff, but he didn’t try to fuck me yet. Instead, he parted me with both thumbs and bent down until his face aligned with my ass.

Ione’s grip on my head eased and she began to move, sliding down the chaise until she was at eye level, but I was too absorbed in the feel of Theo’s tongue swirling around my opening and plunging in.

“I wasn’t finished with you yet,” I managed to say to Ione in between the shocks of pleasure Theo’s tongue sent through me. I dipped my fingers between her legs again and stroked her, forcing myself to focus on her pleasure despite being bombarded with pleasure myself. Her blue eyes swirled and her eyelashes fluttered. This close I could see the condensation on the dark fringes like tiny jewels.

“No, take your pleasure first,” she said, opening her eyes and cupping the back of my neck with one hand. She pulled me into a kiss, tongue teasing against my lips just as Theo’s mouth covered my pussy completely and his tongue pushed deep. “It’s better if I don’t lose control too,” she said when she released my mouth.

I speared her with a determined look. “Honey, what I want more than anything is for all of us to lose control together.”

“Then let me taste you before Theo fucks you. You’ve tasted me. We can meld while he’s inside you and I can feel what you feel.”

“You can do that?” I asked, fevered from the need to be fucked and too distracted to object when she rolled out from under me and disappeared. A second later I felt a second tongue join the first, this one with a lighter touch tracing the crease of my ass. Theo moved away but left his thumb against my clit, rubbing while Ione took over. She licked up and down through my pussy, lapping at the gushing juices that flooded from me. I clutched at the cushions and moaned when she pushed two fingers in and drew them out, then reappeared in front of me, settling on her knees. Her lips shone with moisture and she raised her hand, fingers coated in me, and put them both into her mouth, sucking them clean with relish.

Theo moved back in, hips aligning with mine, but he only rested his cock against my cleft. He bent down over me, hands at my hips, and whispered in my ear. “When she melds you, I’ll fuck you, Zar. Let her magic help keep you flexible for us though. The more fluid you are, the more pleasure we’ll all have.”

“Fluid is my middle name,” I said, eyes still fixed on Ione’s. She cupped my chin and leaned in to kiss me again, lips still shining with my juices. I groaned as I tasted her, tasted myself on her, and my own flavor mixed with hers on my tongue, creating a heady combination. I delved into the kiss with fervor as her fingers moved into a different position, gripping me so her fingertips pressed against at my temple and just beneath my ear.

“Feel me,”she whispered, and for a second, her voice confused me. We were kissing, yet I could hear her talk. It wasn’t unlike the wash of awareness I’d received when I’d tasted Theo’s blood, then Dorian’s essence, only it went even deeper now.

“I feel you,”I said, letting myself flow into the connection we’d forged.

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