He tastes even better than I remember. Not human. Still salty, but sweeter, and with a flavor I can’t place. All I know is it’s addictive. I pull back a little to savor it.
He groans. Then curses when I slide my mouth over him again.
All the time, Boaz is fucking me slowly from behind. I can tell he’s being cautious while I adjust to Stirling’s cock.
That’s not what my pussy wants, though.
Taking a deep breath, I take Stirling further. Breathing through my nose, I hold there. Then deeper still until I can’t breathe. My lips and jaw are stretched and all I can think about is being so full.
When I glance up, the rapt look of wonder on Stirling’s face is enough to make me clench around Boaz.
Reverently, Stirling brushes my cheek with a tender knuckle. “Such a fucking dynamite, my little human. So sexy.”
I moan. I can’t reply, but I love the way he’s looking at me with my mouth full of his cock.
Then something changes. As if we’re in perfect sync, we all begin to move. I keep my mouth around Stirling as long as I can before I have to come up for air.
The rhythm settles naturally into something faster than before. I’m fucked from behind and in front and all I can do is relax and take it.
When Stirling leans over me to kiss Boaz, I know I’m in deep. I love the emotion of the moment. It’s not just fucking for them. I don’t want to admit it, but maybe it’s not just fucking for me, either.
Their pace increases. Stirling lets me up for air, but that’s not what I want. I want to choke down his cock and watch him come apart for me while he revels in my sensual enjoyment of this moment.
Too soon, Boaz grips my hips tightly. “Fuck!”
I agree. My pussy is tight around his girth and I feel my orgasm approaching.
Stirling pulls out of my mouth. I whimper, but the orgasm is too close now. I need it.
Boaz grips me tightly and rides me over the edge. As pleasure spreads through me once again, his cock pulses inside me and he gives a shout. I push back two final times to milk the rest from him and he comes deep inside me.
When I open my eyes, Stirling is stroking himself as he watches. He shakes his head. “Incredible.”
Boaz laughs. “Fucking incredible.”
But I’m still watching the motion of Stirling’s hand over his cock. He still hasn’t come. I want to do something about that.
Extracting myself from Boaz, I crawl toward Stirling. Then I lift my chin and open my mouth. “Now you.”
He hisses through his teeth. “Oh, shit.”
Three swift pumps of his hand over his cock and he explodes. Warm liquid sprays across my face and tongue. It’s delicious. But what I savor most is the look of rapture on Stirling’s face. Head tipped back, he gives a long, low groan, and his cock pulses with a final throb.
Then I wipe my face and we all collapse into a tangle of limbs on the bed. I am sandwiched between two muscular unicorns, one stroking my hair, the other my back.
I should move. I know I should.
Cuddling is against the rules.
I don’t, though.
I lay there and lap it up like this was exactly what I wanted all along. Like I didn’t make the rules to protect me from making another big mistake.
TWELVE
Jade
I know there’s a problem as soon as I wake up.