Page 76 of The Female

The touch feels amazing, but my patience runs thin when he doesn’t put them in me. Instead, he prods and explores, two things I do not want.

“I, ah—fuck.” I moan, reaching down to snatch Aziel’s wrist and move his fingers to my clit.

Aziel groans, his abs flexing as the noises behind me grow louder. Whatever’s happening is wet, and I can only imagine what trouble Gray’s gotten himself into. The incubi’s mouth connects with the back of my neck a second later. Gray kisses my sweaty skin before peering over my shoulder to see what’s happening between Aziel and me.

“Is she still high?” he asks, turning to Silas.

Silas grabs my chin and forces me to look in his direction. He scans my face before shaking his head and releasing me.

“She’s alert,” he says.

Gray doesn’t pull Aziel away again, and he instead reaches around to adjust the Wrath’s fingers.

“Circles,” Gray instructs. “Don’t get excited and press too hard. Keep it just like this.”

My head rolls to the side. It feels so good.

Silas sinks his teeth into his bottom lip as he watches.

“I’m going to make you cum. We’ve got to calm you down,” Gray says, his words earning a happy sigh from me.

His abrupt laughter does nothing to deter my relief, but his moving away from me sure does.

“Not you, princess,” he clarifies, his lips trailing down my neck toward the exposed skin of my back. Never in my life have I been so happy to be wearing a backless dress.

I cry out as he reaches the center of my spine, his tongue darting out to lick along the protruding bone just as Aziel lets out a loud grunt.

I peer back at Gray, and the incubus meets my eye with a sly smirk as he strokes Aziel. He’s gripping the Wrath tightly, his fingers curled around the hard length as he slides his hand from base to tip and back down again.

Fuck.

I moan and thrust faster against Aziel’s fingers, the heat pooling in my lower belly soothing the ache I feel everywhere in my body. I’m close.

“Please,” I beg.

“I know, baby, I know,” Gray whispers, his skin practically glowing as he feeds from Aziel and me. “I’m going to make you both feel so good.”

Overcome with the urge to be filled, I plant my hands on Aziel’s chest and lift my hips. Aziel quickly adjusts, following my lead with ease so he can continue rubbing me. Gray presses a hand to my lower back to stop my movements.

“Let her,” Aziel groans.

Gray tuts, shaking his head. “Can’t do that,” he says, his face grave as Aziel lifts his knee and tries to push him off. “Aziel, stop. That’s not what she needs right now. Trust me, please.”

Aziel stops fighting, his body slumping against the mattress before he wraps his arm around my waist and pulls the front of my body against his.

“The next time you ask for my cock, you’re getting it. I don’t care if the incubus approves,” he whispers. “You’re mine. This soft little pussy is mine.”

His grip on me tightens as I cry out and shake, my eyes rolling back. I’m so close.

“Say it. Tell me you’re mine.”

His fingers slow when he realizes I’m too close to speak, my nerves on fire as I convulse above him. I whine at the teasing, desperate to cum.

“Please. I’m yours. I promise I’m yours,” I beg, practically sobbing.

Aziel resumes, his fingers circling my clit just how Gray taught him. He doesn’t stop until I’m collapsing on top of him, my flushed skin breaking into a cold sweat as the desperation and burning leaves with my orgasm.

I tell myself not to freak out as Aziel wraps his arms around my waist and holds me to his chest. His grip is borderline painful as he buries his face in my neck and uses my skin to muffle his moans.

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