Page 112 of Crimson Flames

Instead of giving her what she wants, I fan the bottom of the aerial silk out and have her lay back before encouraging her legs up and around the fabric so she is spread open for us.

“Beautiful,” Cillian breathes as he strokes his cock. I do not dare touch mine right now because I very well might explode from the sight of her alone.

“I thought you wanted to fuck me,” Nessa teases.

I walk around to her head as Cillian kneels between her legs. His hands fist the silk, and he swings her towards him, his mouth latching onto her clit and making her cry out.

When he looks up at her, dark eyes as black as a demon, I can see his tongue press into her, and I imagine his piercing slipping between her folds as her eyes flutter to the back of her head.

Nessa’s spine arches when she gasps.

“Does that feel good?” I ask her, all the while little whimpers fall from her lips.

Instead of answering me, her face turns and her mouth descends on my length, giving me no choice but to grab onto the fabric and rock into her.

“Lisichka, your mouth feels like a dream.”

She takes me deeper, and I can feel the exact moment Cillian makes her come because her throat constricts, and she cries out around my cock.

Cillian stands in front of her, grabbing the silk just under my hands. Nessa’s mouth slides off of my cock as she stares up at us, the rain cascading over her body in a gentle caress.

“What now?” she asks. Cillian flashes me one of those smiles I might be beginning to tolerate.

“Want to make her feel full, Old Man?”

“What are you thinking?” I ask.

Cillian helps Nessa sit up and adjusts the silks around her so that she is bent in half, the back of the fabric wrapping under her arms and behind her knees, keeping her spread open for us. She is at the perfect height for Cillian and me to sink into her.

She wants to make memories tonight, what better way to do that then to try something new?

“Do you trust me, baby?” I ask in her ear while Cillian’s finger teases her entrance.

“With everything I am.”

My hand slips down between her ass, pressing just slightly on her tight rim. “Do you trust me here?”

“Mhmm, I believe I have proven that to you already.”

I land a smack to her ass cheek, making her startle. The water made it sound twice as hard as it was, earning me a glare from Cillian. That is, until he looks at Nessa with his usual unhinged grin.

“You liked that, didn’t you, Love?”

When he pushes into her, she gasps at the sensation.

“You’re dripping more than this ceiling. Do it again, Old Man.”

I lean in, blanketing Nessa’s back with my front, nibbling on her ear and landing another crack of my hand on her ass.

“Holy fecking hell, you should feel how hard her pussy clamps down on me when you do that.”

Without question, my finger slips into her tight heat right beside his before I do it again, and again, and again. I keep going until she is screaming, her cum dripping down our fingers like a faucet.

“F-fuck me. P-please.” Nessa is using the silks to pull up and fuck herself on our hands.

“Greedy girl,” I whisper and nip at her ear. “Tell us exactly what you want.”

“You in my ass, and Cillian in my pussy. I want it hard.”

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