Page 83 of Her Males

“Fuck.” Aziel moans, grabbing my hand and placing it on his length.

Silas turns to watch, his hips jerking.

“Come on, Gray,” Aziel says. “You’re always begging for my cock, and this is your opportunity to have it.”

He knows exactly what buttons to push to lure me in.

I curl my fingers around him, loving how he twitches in my hand. I’ve wanted to feel Aziel for so long, and I take my sweet time running my fist from his base to tip.

“I want you to be full, Gray.” Silas gasps, his thumb stroking my cheekbone. “You’re going to look so healthy and strong. Charlie’s going to love it.”

I nod as much as I can when my mouth’s being fucked, gargling on my spit as he cups the column of my neck so he can feel it expand with each of his thrusts. My eyes roll back as I feed on their lust.

It’s fucking good.

Silas slows to a stop before pulling out of my mouth, and I cry as I crane my neck and try to chase him. What’s he doing? He and Aziel exchange glances, and I don’t like it.

They’ve discussed this behind my back.

I release Aziel and move to sit up, but he places a hand on my chest and pushes me back down.

I ball my hands into fists, ready to lash out, when Aziel reaches for me. My entire body stills, and I do a poor job hiding my surprise as he takes hold of my cock. Aziel’s never touched me before.

“Let your arousal out,” he says, giving me a painful tug.

How does he even know about that?

My lips flatten into a straight line as I shoot Silas a pointed glare and shake my head. I don’t like letting it out, finding the thick liquid that seeps from my cock humiliating. Most incubi only produce a small amount, just enough to help our dicks glide, but mine makes too much.

“I wasn’t asking,” Aziel continues as I hold it back.

He strokes me harder to try to force it out, tugging on me like I’m a fucking cow. My eyes screw shut when it works, and I feel it leaking out onto his fist and my lower abdomen. Silas bends and kisses me while Aziel covers both himself and me with it.

“Please,” I cry.

Silas trails his fingers up my shaft before covering himself, too.

I sink my teeth into my bottom lip to stop more from coming out as I feed.

“Show me how good you can make me feel, Gray,” Aziel says, straddling my thigh and pressing his cock against mine.

Silas is quick to do the same, and I know I must be hallucinating as he grabs my hands and brings them to where all three of our bodies connect. It’s about time they give in and let me pleasure us all. I’ve been wishing for this to happen for decades, and finally seeing all three of our cocks pressed together is better than I ever imagined.

My lips curl into a sly grin as I stroke us with both hands. The positioning’s a bit awkward, but I make it work.

“I told you I don’t want to feed,” I moan, needing to say it out loud so I feel better about how much I love this.

“I don’t care what you want, Gray,” Aziel says, ripping open my shirt and planting his hands on my bare chest. “You’re mine. That means your cock is mine, your arousal is mine, and your entire fucking body is mine. If I want you to make me cum, then you’re going to make me cum.”

Silas pants and rocks his hips forward, too lost in his pleasure to pay attention to what’s happening between Aziel and me.

“Let me into your head,” Aziel whispers.

I gasp as both men begin to thrust into my hands.

“Let.”

Aziel kisses my ear.

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