Page 135 of Entranced By the Basilisks

“Slowly?” I say, hardly believing that I’m letting this happen, encouraging this… craving it.

Ari’s smile becomes wide. “Of course. You’re precious to us. We won’t break you.”

The tip of his cock presses harder at the front of my opening, pressing Jasper back and making my pussy stretch for them when he slides in the smallest bit.

“Oh, fuck!” I breathe.

Ari laughs with a hiss. “I think my favorite thing is making you curse.”

I moan instead of responding.

“I feel you,” Jasper whispers. “Fuck, I feel both of you.”

I whimper, the stretch becoming normal already and leaving me needy. “More.”

“As our mate wishes,” Ari says, and his cock presses farther inside me, curling against my G-spot before my body gives to him, letting half of his cock slide in.

We all groan at the impossible stretch. I swear I can feel both of their heartbeats in their cocks. They both pulse in and out of my body, their cocks intertwining and sliding against each other. Each sensation is like waves on a beach, crashing and multiplying with every motion.

Jasper pants in my ear. “I can’t—I’m going to—”

I moan when his cock pulses and heat overfills me. The pressure of his release has me shaking and someone strokes my clit until I scream in climax.

Jasper slides his cock from me with gasping breaths, burying his nose into the snakes on my head and whispering curses into them.

“Again,” Ari demands, his cock thrusting hard into me with the word. I make a weak sound.

“I-I can’t.”

His smile is a splash of gasoline on the inferno of my body. He brings his face next to mine, his breath cooling my damp lips before he teases me with a brief kiss.

“Then you shouldn’t have tempted me. Again, Emilia.” Ari’s rumbled words hit the pit of my stomach like a hammer.

I moan and lay my head back on Jasper’s shoulder. Jasper touches my body while Ari powers into my pussy to wring another release from me.

Jasper squeezes my breast as his fingers massage my clit. Both he and Ari know my body laughably well. They analyze each hitched breath and moan from me like I’m their favorite study subject.

Ari snarls and Jasper increases every touch until I’m strung just as tightly as the mate who is plundering my body. I’m almost to the point of release, but not able to be pushed over by the stimulation from my partners yet.

“Now,” Ari says, and Jasper bites the crook of my neck.

The tingling venom throws me overboard. I hardly recognize the moans around me as Ari pumps his hot seed into my body, let alone react in any way except toe-curling climax and pleasure.

Ari’s cock slides from my body sometime later, and I wince as their collective releases gush from me.

Ari watches his cum ooze from me with a satisfied smirk and I roll my eyes, too tired to be embarrassed.

“I need the healing salve,” I say, and both men laugh.

“I knew there was a reason I packed it,” Jasper says, kissing my shoulder before heading to our bags.

Ari carries me into the water with him. When they brought up a bathhouse that was specifically for having sex, I’d been horrified. Because… infections.

They’d only laughed. Apparently magic makes everything very sanitary and not mess with vaginal pH. Even the stuff in the water to help Ari shed isn’t going to cause me any issues.

The magic world gets all the best things.

The hot water hits my overworked muscles and I groan. Ari starts massaging me. The sexy meanness is gone, and in its place is the cheerful basilisk who seduced me from the start.

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