There’s a light in his eyes, surprise that we’ve been sensing each other in the same way. It’s all mysterious and doesn’t make sense, but there’s magic in the world and it seems like it had a hand in bringing us together.
And nothing would have happened without me opening that book.
“I’m sorry for my doubts,” Jasper whispers. “If you can be brave for us, I can be brave and believe that this can work.”
I kiss him because this is all too much and not enough at the same time.
We both miss Ari coming up behind Jasper until he starts nipping the skin at Jasper’s neck. Jasper moans into my mouth and I pull his face harder into our kiss.
Jasper breaks away with a gasp and pulls my shirt off without hesitation. His eyes eat up my lace-covered breasts like he’s never been given a Christmas gift before.
“God, I love your tits.”
With some efficient tugs from Ari, Jasper is shirtless too. I appreciate the expanse of his skin with a soft moan, my hands gliding over his chest and down to his slacks, meeting Ari’s hands there. His hands are covered in scales already, but that doesn’t affect how quickly he unbuttons Jasper’s pants and slides a hand in.
Jasper groans when Ari grips his cock.
“Were you jealous, lover? Last night when Emilia begged to take my cock, did you want it to be yours?”
“Yes,” Jasper gasps. “But I also enjoyed watching you sink inside her body and the sounds of her pleasure. I got to taste her first. It’s only fair that you got to fill her past the point of fullness with your unforgiving cock.”
The dirty, halting words from my stern director are the kindling for a fire in my belly that won’t be doused. A fire that burns so hot that none of us will be the same again.
“I want to see your true form, Ari,” I say. “No holding back now.”
Ari’s smile is slow and sensual. “I do prefer sex with all of my assets.”
Assets? I don’t have time to question because Jasper is removing my clothes. “I need you, Emilia, I need to feel your cunt.”
I help him with my dress pants and underwear while he removes the bra. His hands are almost too gentle when they caress the skin of my breasts.
“Harder,” I say. “Like you did last night.”
Jasper nods and twists a nipple, hard, and I cry out. He softens his grip and takes my other nipple in his mouth. The heat of his tongue distracts me from Ari shedding his clothes until Jasper’s bare skin presses against my inner thighs, his hot cock throbbing against my wet core.
Jasper pulls his head away and I whimper at the loss of his mouth. His nostrils flare.
“You’re still filled with Ari’s seed,” he says.
Embarrassment blazes. My cheeks burn and Ari grunts in satisfaction.
“I showered!” I yelp.
Jasper smiles at me. “You misunderstand. I like it. I like that he’s marked you so deep and full that you carry his scent.”
He grinds the weeping head of his cock into me, and it slides through my wetness without resistance. “It makes me want to fill and mark you in the same way.”
Ari unhooks my ankles from where I’m wrapped around Jasper. “Spread your legs wide, sweet ember.” I moan in embarrassment and do what he commands. I’m already so wet that there’s a sound to how wide I spread myself on the desk.
Ari’s body presses against Jasper’s, now as naked as we are, and I admire the shape of him, the brightness of his scales pressed against Jasper’s pale skin. “Mark her, my viper, feel how tight and hot that pussy is. I thought I was going to lose my sanity,” he whispers to Jasper.
“Your true form,” I say to Ari even as he grasps Jasper’s cock and slides the head of it up and down my folds. My eyes flutter every time it slides over my clit. Jasper leans forward and kisses my neck.
“I’ll show you my true form, but first I want to see the show,” Ari says, and my head falls back at another slide over my opening and against my clit.
They’re waiting for something, but I don’t know what until I do.
“Please fill me up, Jasper,” I beg, just as I’d begged Ari last night.