“This is called edging,” he whispers, kissing my shoulder. “Silas loves to hate it.”
Interesting. “How do you know so much about what Silas likes?”
Gray clears his throat. “Thin walls and good hearing.”
Silas barely pays us any attention as he tugs on his restraints. Gray gives him a sharp pinch on his inner thigh in response, the action stilling the fate almost immediately. I watch a dark bruise form and heal before my very eyes.
Gray continues to pleasure me with my fingers, and once Silas has settled, the incubus removes one hand and brings it back to Silas. He curls his hand around the base and strokes while I take the fate into my mouth. I do my best to keep my teeth away, but Silas doesn’t seem to mind the few times I accidentally graze them against him.
If anything, he seems to actively enjoy it. He twitches every time, and he practically convulses when I decide to test the waters and purposefully let my front teeth scrape his length. Gray encourages it, and we do this until Silas is practically in tears.
“Please, please, I’m sorry,” Silas begs, his black eyes staring down at me.
His cock is achingly hard and leaking, but it’s hard for me to feel bad when Gray is giving me the same treatment. He works me up, only to stop when I’m on the edge. It’s driving me crazy.
“Charlie, please, baby, I’m so close,” Silas chokes out when I slide my fingernail up the vein on the underside of his cock.
I take him in my mouth again, but I intend to see it through this time. Silas tugs on his restraints as he trembles beneath me, his hips twitching as he cries out. Gray kisses my shoulder and moans as Silas throws his head back.
His pained cry is the only warning I have that he’s about to cum, and I continue to work my mouth over him until he stills and begins to fill it. I choke a bit at first, but I keep the tip of him between my lips until he’s finished.
Silas slumps against the mattress, and I pull away and swallow what he released. It’s bitter, but not bad.
“Thank you,” Silas says.
He stares at me through heavy-lidded eyes, and I sink my teeth into my bottom lip before climbing on top of him. I want to have sex.
I notice Silas’s eyes are wet as I lean over him, and I can’t help but grin as I wipe one of the tears off his cheek. Good. This is what he deserves for underestimating me.
I bend and kiss him before reaching between us and taking hold of his dick. He’s still hard.
“What’re you doing?” Gray asks, moving to the side of Silas and me. His eyes crinkle as he watches me fumble around.
“Having sex?”
Silas twitches in my hand.
“No,” Gray says, running a gentle hand down my spine. “There’s something I want you to use first.”
He’s teleporting out of the room before I can ask what. Silas smiles up at me, and his expression tells me he knows exactly what Gray’s doing. They’ve clearly had discussions about this already, and I frown before tightening my grip on Silas and trying to put him inside me.
Silas grunts, his neck straining as I shove him against my entrance.
“Shit, Charlie! You’re going to hurt yourself.”
I ignore him, sinking my teeth into my bottom lip as I struggle to get him in. It was never this hard in the books.
“Just give me a second.” I grunt, embarrassed as I miss my entrance and accidentally slam him against my hard pubic bone.
Silas hisses, and his eyes screw shut as he breathes harshly through his nose. He remains hard despite the pain, his length twitching as I make another attempt. Gray returns before I find any success. I shoot him a sharp glare, but he only watches my attempt with kind eyes.
“It’s not going to work, Charlie,” he says. “Lie on Silas’s chest.”
I huff, but I do as he says.
He kneels on the bed and sets a silicone penis and a bottle of lube next to us. The toy is shorter and thinner than his and Silas’s cocks, and I can’t help but frown. What’s the point of this?
“This toy is the size of an average human male. It’s what your body is made to take. We want you to get used to this before we have sex. Otherwise, it’ll hurt you too much to be enjoyable,” Gray explains.