Page 97 of Entranced By the Basilisks

“Maybe the olive oil in the kitchen?” Ari asks, sounding oddly unsure.

“Are you going to make a salad?” I ask flatly, torn from wanting to laugh and cry at the situation. My arousal begs for me to drop this, but I’d like to be able to sit down later.

“The salve!” Jasper blurts out. “That would work for lubrication.”

Ari is quick to grab the jar of salve that we store in this room… for reasons. Reasons like this.

“Oh my god, yes, that works,” I exclaim, relieved.

Ari returns and Jasper’s salve-covered fingers are back to circling my asshole in the next moment. I groan in relief and joy that the healing salve takes the sting out of the stretch completely.

Ari’s hands rest on my hips, pressing my ass cheeks wide enough for him to watch Jasper sliding two fingers into me. I groan at the give of my body, and I grind against his erection.

“That’s it, my spark. He’s doing such a good job preparing you to take me,” Ari growls. The tone of it has me shivering in pleasure.

Jasper isn’t nearly as controlled as Ari is. He moans with every grind of my wet pussy against his cock. He rocks his hips even as he somehow keeps his teasing of me consistent.

“Fuck,” Jasper whispers. “I need you.”

The declaration has me digging my fingers into his shoulders. “Yes—”

“Not yet, my viper. She has to take me first.”

Jasper’s fingers leave me on his lustful groan, and I try to keep from grinding against him so as not to tempt him but fail. He trades pleasures with me by sucking my nipple into his mouth and squeezing my other breast.

A sound catches in my throat and Ari’s chest presses against my back.

“Behave, my ember.” Ari’s order makes me shudder my inhale.

The tapered head of Ari’s cock slides over my pucker and I gasp when it presses against it softly before retreating. I moan, my body reacting by tensing even as Jasper does his best to draw my attention elsewhere. His teeth scrape over my nipple, causing a sharp but hot fall of sparks.

“We’ll go slow,” Ari says.

“I want both of you at the same time,” I say, need driving my words faster than maybe is wise, but I’m not the one who needs to be wise here. Between these two, I can yield my body. I have confidence that they'll deliver us to the best conclusion.

I trust them.

I may have started down this path with caution, pulling back when Ari offered me things that I thought impossible, but now, with these men, bravery is the requirement of being theirs. I want to be theirs.

I’m not sure what the future holds. Whether I’ll be able to return to normal, whether doing so would sacrifice what we could have, but they’re both here now, with me in this moment. Slipping in words like treasure, blessing, and mate.

“I need both of you.” I almost sob from the well of emotion, but Ari is there to catch me. He presses my back to his front and kisses my neck.

“We’re here. We’ll always be here. You are ours no matter where you try to hide,” he says.

I frown. Does he think I’m going to hide? I’m distracted from that line of thinking as Jasper grips my hips and pulls to grind my weeping center against his hard cock. I gasp, the touch of our bodies sending a wave of pleasure over my nerves, and he groans in pleasure.

The sound of Jasper groaning is an aphrodisiac in and of itself and Ari must agree. His cock tip presses against my entrance again as if he can’t help but pulse there.

I push back into the sensation of Ari there, slick from his own lubrication, dragging against Jasper at the same time.

“Fuck,” I whisper. Being between them makes every motion a sensual slide. Each gasp and moan adds to our symphony. Instinct is what makes me move, my hips rolling. My body searches for pleasure and completion even as my heart screams at me that this is where I belong.

“So perfect,” Ari whispers.

“Empty,” I say back. The single word is sharp, but the lull of his laugh softens it.

“It won’t do to be impatient, but take what you want, sweet Chosen.”

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