Page 45 of Greer's Change

“The two of you make for a delicious pair,” Reign says, kissing over my shoulder. He encounters the thin spaghetti strap of the dress, but he doesn’t let it stop him as he moves higher.

Seiran swirls his tongue over his bondmark and groans obscenely. “I was practically empty when you walked in. Fueling all of this…it was taking everything I had, but you just completely topped me off.”

My fingers run over his pecs and into the indents of his abs.

“That’s right. Greer became your sole food source when you bonded.” Reign’s hands slide up my thighs and under my dress. “You share life force now. He might be able to pick up scraps by feeding from the masses, but the bond will encourage him to feed solely from you.”

My lower lip quivers as my eyes meet Seiran’s dark voids. “I’m so sorry you had to give up your freedom to save me.”

Chapter Twenty-One

Greer

“Igave up nothing and gainedeverything,” he says, looking so sincere that my eyes ache. His hand slides up my throat, and his clawed fingers curl around the back of my neck, pulling me closer. “It wasn’t even a debate. Not even close to the most difficult choice I’ve made in my long life.” His true tongue flicks out, and I’m utterly captivated by how the forked sides move independently of one another.

My eyes stay on his face as he teases down the front of my dress, flicking over my nipple. I’ve never felt anything like the way they massage my flesh in completely different motions.

“Don’t mind me.” Reign slides his hand between my pussy and the front of Seiran’s jeans. “Just trying to save your dick from the inevitable zipper marks.” He makes sure to brush the backs of his fingers over my core as he works, and my face falls forward.

My cheek comes to rest against Seiran’s. He moves to tease my other nipple before pulling his tongue back. It transitions into its more human form while Seiran tugs my mouth to his.

It’s such a smooth move.

At some point, my eyes fall shut, but my body feels energized. It doesn’t take long to realize he’s dosing me with his lust. Myfingers dig into his shoulders, and my hips grind without me even meaning to move.

“Mmm, you can fuck my hand anytime,” Reign says, curling over my back. “Let’s see if I can multitask.” He brings his other hand between Seiran and me, continuing to work Seiran’s jeans with one, but uses the other to bury two fingers inside me. My body trembles as I acclimate to the stretch. “We’ve got quite the crowd growing. They’ve benefited from his magic, but this is somewhat of a special performance, considering they’ve never seen him in action.”

“Fucker,” Seiran groans, still swirling his tongue around mine. The emotion that spills into the bond is difficult to place, but it almost feels like he’s a little sheepish.

“It’s okay if you’ve fucked half the audience,” I tell him, nuzzling my cheek to his while grinding over Reign’s thick fingers. “I understand how incubi survive.” Also, I’m not in any position to judge, considering his friend is finger fucking me as we speak.

The unrealistic urge to hoard Seiran all to myself comes from the possessive nature of the matebond, but I truly do understand how his magic works. It would be like judging a vampire for needing blood to live.

“I haven’t.” Seiran’s long black hair falls around my face as his head shakes, but I barely have time to process his words.

While we were distracted, Reign handled Seiran’s belt, button, and zipper. I can tell because Seiran’s sticky tip bumps against my thigh.

Reign stretches his fingers while twisting them in and out. A ridiculous moan fills the air, and it takes me way too long to process…that was me.

“How do you feel about losing the dress?” Seiran asks with a hopeful lilt to his tone. “I’d love to watch your tits bounce without the material blocking the view.”

Reign grazes my G-spot and chuckles darkly when I drip all over his fingers. “I think you just want to show off the fact you’ve claimed the most beautiful female in the room.”

Seiran’s wings have been hanging over the other arm of the chair and they flex wide. He sits up, bringing me with him. It grinds my clit over his pelvis as Reign continues to work my slick core. He rakes my walls in a way that makes my entire body tremble. Or maybe that’s having them both so close.

Reign’s warm breath fans my shoulder as he scrapes his teeth over my skin. “Ready to lose the dress?”

My head whips to the side, appraising the crowd. Even with my enhanced eyesight, it’s impossible to make out specifics. On the black benches, there are bodies that appear to be focused on the stage, but others are fully engaged in their own sexual activities.

I nod.

“Such a good kitten,” Seiran murmurs, dipping his mouth to mine.

I doubt he would be able to keep us both up on the precarious arm of the chair without his wings to balance, but it’s hot hearing them flap as his hands work up my sides. He pulls back from the kiss to remove my dress.

Reign’s mouth lands on my shoulder. The way he scratches his teeth over my skin makes my inner walls clench.

“You’re so slick, it’s dripping all over my cock,” Seiran says, sounding awed.

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