Page 32 of Keeping Sarah

“She’s right.” Jac grabbed Deacon’s uniform and yanked him inside the bedroom, kissing him whole-heartedly.

I closed the door and watched him throw Deacon onto the bed and tear at his clothes. But Deacon snatched Jac’s wrists and held him still. “What the fuck is going on?”

Jac grinned down at him, like a little boy who had a new toy to share with his best friend. “Sarah has a new ability. I think she’d like to share it with you, too.”

Deacon’s wary eyes flickered to me. “Where is Rex?”

“He has been put away—still inside me, but he is absent from our fun, I promise you.”

His grip on Jac relaxed, so Jac resumed stripping our companion down. But Deacon was focused on me, his gaze trailing over my naked body. “You are unhurt?”

“I’m fine.” I bit my bottom lip, completely turned on by having both of my men together again. “We will leave…after.”

“You are sure?”

Nodding, I walked to the bed, my hips swaying sultrily, and held Deacon’s outstretched hand as I climbed onto the mattress with my guys. I kissed his fingers, his arm, all the way up to his mouth, but I paused before I kissed him there.

I grinned down at him. “Let me show you what I can do.”

Before I could follow through, Deacon impatiently hooked his hand around the back of my neck and forced me to his mouth for a kiss. Ladrians had bigger taste buds than humans on their tongues—like nodules that added a new texture. For some reason, I was addicted to the novel sensation and could not get enough of it.

But the pattern of those nodules was different between the two of them, and it made me wonder if they were like fingerprints. Their tongues were also far longer than humans and initially, we had to experiment with how to kiss properly. But after our months together, both of my companions were excellent kissers and never failed to make me wet with just a press of their lips to mine.

Deacon’s uniform rustled as Jac finally got the damn thing off. Before I could pull from Deacon’s grasp, he groaned loudly against my lips. I looked down below and found the source of the gratifying sound he’d made. Jac’s head bobbed up and down, eagerly sucking Deacon’s thick cock. Feeling a bit wicked, I resumed kissing Deacon at the same time I reached out and pushed Jac’s mouth down his shaft and held him there, so Deacon’s dick was buried in his throat. I wanted Jac to feel all the pleasure I had been given by him and thought I should start by making him choke on Deacon’s cock the way he’d forced me to choke on his earlier. Fair was only fair.

Deacon cursed in my mouth, gasped, and stole the breath we shared.

I let Jac up and he climbed Deacon, pushing me away from him to replace my position at his lips, kissing our companion ravenously. I didn’t mind the break—my lips were so bruised from our night of debauchery. I leaned over to the nightstand and retrieved a bottle of lube I had seen there earlier. Wedging it into Jac’s hand, I laid back on the pillows and watched as hewasted no time glossing his own cock. He forced Deacon’s legs open and back, and was inside of him within seconds.

Deacon cursed, his back arching from the shock of his own pleasure as Jac moved over him. He bit at Jac’s bottom lip, which drove him crazy, making him thrust harder and deeper into Deacon’s ass. My hand found my clit without a thought. I loved watching them go at each other like that. It was raw, savage, and so passionate. Like they couldn’t get enough of each other.

Jac’s hands came up and he hooked them beneath Deacon’s shoulders, keeping him right where he wanted him as he increased his driving thrusts. Jac gave him a sly look, then tossed his head back and groaned, long and loud, as he came inside of his ass.

Deacon looked disappointed that Jac had orgasmed so soon, but I grinned because he had another surprise in store.

Deacon panted, his own erection straining between their bodies. “Would have thought you’d want to go longer…considering everything.”

Jac’s violet eyes shot to me, a depraved light dancing in their depths. “Again.”

With pleasure, I thought, and made the demand. “You will get hard for him again.Right now.”

“What?” Deacon asked, sounding confused. But then he felt it because his eyes widened in shock.

Jac kissed him again and resumed fucking his ass. Deacon squirmed beneath them, then grasped his face in his hands, prying Jac’s lips from his. “What the fuck is going on?” he rasped. “And how are you hard again so soon?”

“She has a new trick,” Jac drawled lasciviously.

Deacon looked back at me. “How?”

I laughed lightly. “It’s a queen of the conduit thing. Complaining?”

A concerned frown furrowed his brows. “It’s not…this isn’t magician magic is it?”

“No. Why?”

“Later,” he mumbled before he pulled Jac back to his mouth.

The suns weren’t up just yet through the window, but the sky was lavender and pink. It was beautiful, like the men in my bed. As much as I enjoyed watching them go at it, I wanted to join the fun.

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