Page 41 of Gift from the Wing

“Yes,” she moans as her eyes roll back.

Nodding to Corentin, he grabs Willow and in one smooth move, lays himself down and sits her on top of him. She doesn’t hesitate to line him up and slam herself down the second his tip touches her.

Her head tips back, and her hair sprawls down her spine as a drawn-out moan escapes her throat and I pounce.

I can’t help it. That fucking curvy body calls to mine and I need to be plastered to it. I need the heat of her skin to melt away my ice.

Gripping her jaw, I tilt her head back even further and capture her mouth. Her tongue tangles with mine as I drink down the taste of her. Her muffled moans vibrate through me as my brother fucks her into oblivion and I could stay like this for hours, swallowing down her sweet sounds, but I need to hear my name tear from that tight throat of hers.

Breaking our kiss, I keep my hand gripped on the back of her neck as I lead her upper body down till her chest is pressed to Corentin’s. His wide eyes meet mine, uncertainty skirting across his features, but I just grin.

Calling forth my element, I coat my fingers in water, then manipulate its compounds until it creates a slicker lube. As soon as the cold gel teases her tight little ass, she tenses beneath me.

“Cas…”

“Yes, Primary,” I say, stilling my finger.

“Will it hurt?”she asks in my mind.

Both fear and desperation color her tone. She wants this so fucking bad, but the unknown of what a cock in her ass will feel like has her hesitating.

“I’ve prepared you enough that it won’t be painfully foreign, but until your body relaxes and lets me past your muscles, it’s going to hurt. After that, you’ll know nothing but pleasure,”I tell her honestly.

“You’ll make sure it doesn’t hurt long?”

Fuck, that pitiful little question shouldn’t make my cock even harder, but it does. How my deadly Primary can become so fragile, so soft and sweet when she’s in our hands is my fucking drug.

Elementra, I’m addicted to her.

“No. I won’t let it hurt long, sweet Willow.”

Her body shudders, but that seems to do the trick as her muscles relax against my brother and he runs his hands over every inch of her, slowly pumping in and out, keeping her on the edge of euphoria.

Draken and Tillman gather closer, making sure she’s thoroughly distracted but also, let’s be honest, they’re not going to miss out on seeing her take two of us together for the first time.

My finger passes her tight muscle and her back instantly arches, with a sultry little sound falling from her lips. I take that as my go-ahead to add another and slowly start stretching her out. With every pump, her moves grow more erratic. I know my poor brother is having to hold back from exploding inside of her. The way that tight little pussy is trying its hardest to slam into him and my hand is driving him mad.

I chuckle when I pull my fingers out and she cries in protest, but her sounds are silenced as soon as she feels my hot tip press against her.

“Breathe for us, princess. He’s going to take care of you,” Corentin coaches right before he captures her mouth in a brutal kiss.

After lubing my cock up, I slowly start working my way in.

Her body locks up tighter than a fortress, so I give her a moment, shallowly pushing the head of my cock against the layer of muscle keeping me out.

“Relax, little wanderer. Let him in,” the dragon purrs as he runs circles around her clit, and her body melts like butter.

Corentin continues his slow pace and at his nod, I push my way through her barrier.

Her cries are music to my ears.

We hold still as she comes completely undone between us, exploding like a fucking volcano. She’s clenched around us so tightly, I grunt and bite my tongue to keep from following her over the edge.

“Good girl, princess.”

“You did so fucking good, Primary.”

“Fuck me. I’m so full,” she pants, her limbs trembling uncontrollably. “Move, please move.”

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