Page 31 of Lord of Dance and Desire

I really didn’t.

“Then she’ll obey her safety protocols from now on won’t she?” the High Lord said.

Constin finished eating and rolled onto his back, stretching like a long, golden cat. He cast Mathen a speculative look as the other man cleared the dishes off the bed and stacked them on a side table.

“You need your edge filed off too, luudthen,” Constin said.

Mathen met his gaze. “I’m fine.”

“You’re not, I smell your need. Your tongue was in her pussy too long. That backfires. Come.”

Constin pushed off the bed and met Mathen in the middle of the room, staring into his eyes, challenge and heat simmering between them.

“One wonders,” I murmured, “how many orgasms in one night you all require until you’re satisfied?”

Andrei nuzzled my neck, arms tight around me. “Many. So many.”

“Then let me have you first,” Mathen was saying.

“This is not for?—”

Mathen cut him off. “You’re still too tense for what I want.”

Mathen dropped to his knees, tipping his head back to give Constin a long, heated look. Con placed his hand on the back of Mathen’s head, caressing the tight dark curls.

Mathen wrapped this hand around the base of Constin’s cock and pumped him once, twice. Constin hissed, a deep, guttural sound.

“I’mnot in the mood for slow or sweet, luudthen,” Constin said. “Drain me. And then I’ll give you gentle.”

Mathen slid his mouth on Constin’s cock, taking it deep down his throat with an ease that spoke not only of experience, but the comfort of pleasuring a familiar beloved.

Constin tipped his head back, neck taut and mouth slack as Mathen’s head bobbed up and down. I caught my breath, my body warming again, not that it had cooled.

Cradled between my bonded’s legs, Andrei’s hands massaged my breasts, his mouth suckling my neck. I spread my thighs and touched my clit, rubbing as I watched. Andrei abandoned one breast and slid his fingers into my pussy, in and out as Mathen brought Constin pleasure.

Constin snarled, ripping away from Mathen and pulled him to his feet, slamming his mouth over Mathen’s.

They kissed, tongues almost dueling. Mathen caught Constin’s shoulders, squeezing, their chests bumping. Constin’s fingersdug into Mathen’s ass, then he turned the male and kicked his feet out from under him, tackling him to the ground.

“This is gentle?” I asked.

“Yes,” Andrei said. “For us.”

“Jesus.”

“No.” He plunged his fingers into me. “High Fae. And if you must call on a greater power, call on me. Andrei, Andreien, my Lord. It’s your choice.”

I gasped, arching my back. “How magnanimous.”

“Yes.” He kissed my neck.

Constin grabbed Mathen’s neck. “Submit,” he snarled.

Mathen threw Constin’s grip off and twisted onto his back, growling at Constin in turn. Constin covered Mathen, pinning Mathen’s arms above his head and kissed him. Someone cursed, someone moaned. Andrei’s fingers were deep in my pussy, stretching me as I circled and pinched my clit.

Constin trailed his mouth down Mathen’s neck, suckling and biting.

“Submit,” he breathed. “Submit, Mathen. Let me have you.” Con whispered something in Mathen’s ear. Mathen closed his eyes and smiled.

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