Page 157 of Juliet & Her Romeos

Swan strokes up and down Vito’s cock with a twisting motion that makes him shiver. “It’s a gorgeous one. I know where my Queen should keep it.”

Swan fondles Vito’s balls, at the same time as jerking him faster.

Vito gasps. His cheeks pink.

He never looks away from me.

I push down my pajama pants, rubbing my fingers over my clit a few times. Electric sparks excite me at the touch.

I’m wet and ready.

When I dip my fingers in and out of my pussy a few times, Vito’s eyes dilate.

“You’ve earned this.” I raise my glistening, slick covered fingers to Vito’s lips.

It’s meant to sound like a punishment. This is role play.

But we all know that this is a reward.

Sensually, Vito licks my fingers clean.

I bite my lip at the way my skin tingles at the rasping sensation of his tongue and the worship in his eyes, while he does it.

“Now, let me show you what youdeserve.” I raise myself up, before settling myself down, inch by inch, onto Vito’s cock.

It fits me perfectly, stretching and deep but not as giant as Ambrose’s cock.

It’s like Vito himself.

Beneath me, Vito is breathing fast. He’s struggling not to move, as I slowly sink onto him, held in place by Swan.

“Fuck.” Vito rests his forehead on my shoulder.

Tremors of pleasure run through him.

I rest my hands on his shoulders, meeting Swan’s gaze over his shoulder.

Then Swan kisses me. “Punish our Little Snake —hard.”

I rise up, before slamming down.

Vito whines.

Then I ride him, using the strength in my thighs from dancing. I clutch onto Vito’s shoulders, while kissing Swan.

It feels amazing.

I’m in control of my own pleasure.

Ecstasy is building up in me.

When I begin to slow down, Swan notices as he always has during exercise, and reaches around to rest his hands on my hips and help me to rise up and down to keep up the brutal pace.

Vito is shaking and growling, deep in his throat.

His sweaty hair hangs forward, as he’s used ruthlessly, yet his pleasure winds as strongly through the bond as mine does.

Delighted, I realize that as fated mates, if I concentrate hard enough, I can connect our pleasure. I reach for his in the bond, at the same time as I force myself to ride him even faster. Then I rest my hand over the glittering wolf Soul Mark on his chest and press down.

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