Page 255 of Caelum

I nipped at her inner thigh as I stroked her pussy, rubbing her clit in a way that had her bucking with delight. Nestor’s hand dropped down too, making me aware that he was cognizant of my actions as I was of his.

When we both touched her, she rocked back against us like we’d set her on fire, her body stringing taut as unanticipated pleasure ricocheted inside her. It made me want to see her explode, or implode, from our caresses.

I was rough with my fingers, insistent with my desire for her pleasure. Nestor was as urgent as me, and though he bore no mark like Dre—instead Eve wore theirs—he was just as desperate for her as I was with my back tingling and sparking with pain with the need to be Claimed. We reshuffled on the couch so I could pull her panties down, all while he shot me a glance over her shoulder.

I knew that look.

It wasn’t our first rodeo, after all, but it would be our last with any other woman between us.

He bucked his hips, and I hauled at the hem of his shorts and dragged them down for him. We weren’t interested in each other, only Eve, and we’d do whatever it took to get the party started—expediency truly was our watchword.

It was fast and quick, but I delved between her thighs, the sudden need to taste her nectar a throbbing ache inside me. I flattened my tongue down against her clit, and when she squealed, I smirked against her pussy then began to nibble on the tiny nub. Nestor’s fingers dropped down to her gate from behind, and when he groaned, I knew she was wet without even having to test her myself.

Her responsiveness was the sex equivalent of putting a gun to my head.

She was ready for us, so ready, and in barely any time at all.

As Nestor primed her with his fingers, I carried on taunting her clit, rubbing it with my tongue, then flicking it and slurping down on the center of her pleasure. When her hands dropped into my hair, caressing me, I pulled back. That she wanted more made it a perfect time for Nestor to get on this.

A lot of guys might have been freaked out by their brother’s cock suddenly tunneling into their woman’s pussy, but we weren’t ‘a lot of’ guys. We were Pack, and our pleasure was our woman’s.

When she arched her back, her head pushing into the crevice of Nestor’s shoulder, I watched in awe as she wriggled and writhed against him. The slight pulsations she made with her hips had my eyes flaring as I watched her work his cock inside her, and when Nestor reached under the neckline of her gown to cup her tits, I grabbed a hold of my cock and pulled it out so I could jack off to the delicious sight.

There’d come a day when she’d take us both, when we’d go in her ass and pussy, but as ready as she might think she was, I highly doubted that was going to happen any time soon.

When my grip hardened on my shaft, I released a groan, and the sound had Eve’s eyes flaring wide open. She watched the way I jerked off,watched me for endless seconds as she reared up, bracing her knees on either side of Nestor, then pressed her hands to his thighs. The way her tits tunneled in Nestor’s grip made my mouth water, but the sight of her beginning to ride him reverse cowgirl?

It was porn come to life.

I reached down to grab a firm hold of my balls, twisting them to stop myself from shooting off like a rocket. When she worked Nestor better than a stripper, my tongue cleaved to the roof of my mouth as I imagined getting inside her, finally fucking her and making her mine.

Was I surprised when Nestor hauled her back against him, fit his teeth to her shoulder, and bit down?

Nope.

He wasgouille.

They were a Shifter race, and though he wasn’t as bad as the Hell Hound or the Were, they were biters. Eve seriously needed to get used to being marked.

The bite preempted his orgasm, and for whatever reason, that seemed to be what Eve had been waiting for. As he shot his wad deep inside her, she sped up her pace, then began touching her clit to get herself to the finish line.

I didn’t have to feel it to know when she tightened around Nestor’s dick. My Incubus slurped down both releases like they were ice cold beverages on a hot summer’s day. The power in the air turbocharged the soul, empowered him, and we both watched as Nestor released a sharp cry that had me clenching my jaw as my own needs began to take precedence. I often fed this way, but there was nothing like being inside a woman.Mywoman.

Shuddering as she slumped against him, totally spent, it didn’t stop me from grabbing a hold of her and dragging her down to the floor.

I knew I should take her to bed, or should set her back on the couch, but this felt right.

It spoke of my urgency to be inside her, and I wasn’t about to waste any time. My Incubus needed her as badly as I did, and when I parted her legs and saw the remnants of Nestor’s seed flowing from her pussy, I instantly pressed the tip of my dick to her slit and thrust into her.

It was, as I’d thought, like coming home.

And for a boy who’d never had a home?

Those feelings were even more powerful, even more overwhelming.

I couldn’t stop myself from collapsing on top of her, from letting her curve her arms around me and cuddle into me. It would have been torturenot to be this close, to look deep into her eyes and see my haven as I thrust into her as fast as I could without giving her rug burn.

Neither Nestor nor I showed her any of the gentleness we’d become known for among the girls at Caelum, and while that was wrong because Eve was our mate and more deserving of our tenderness than anyone else, it wasbecauseshe was our woman that we couldn’t.

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