Page 27 of Destiny of the Dragons

“Oh baby, yes,” Jace said. “Let him lick you until you come.”

Mia grabbed Jace again, taking him back into her mouth until they found a rhythm. Smoke pushed in and out of her with his tongue, licking her clit, and then thrust back inside, as Mia sucked on Jace, taking him faster and deeper. Magic swirled inside her, sharper, until it raced between her, Smoke, and Jace, over and over in a loop.

Her core tightened, spiraling harder and harder. She couldn’t hide the keening noises, couldn’t stop the gasping. Mia sucked harder on Jace’s cock, using the sensation of him inside her mouth to anchor her to this world.

Magic light up inside her, a circuit too much to contain. Everything inside her exploded as she came, her body tight with spasms. Jace grunted, and pushed up into her mouth, his cock spasming as he came.

Mia swallowed, magic alive and electric around her. She rested her head on Jace’s thigh as he panted. For a moment, the room was nothing but light and sound and touch: the soft-rough hairs that dotted Jace’s thigh, his hands caressing through her hair, Smoke’s head resting on her hip, caressing her thigh, her heart beat, erratic and heavy.

Jace’s breathing was heavier than hers, and didn’t slow down even as she caught her breath. She glanced up at him, and his eyes were squeezed closed. She didn’t sense any sort of pain coming off him, but it seemed like he’d just run a marathon and couldn’t catch his breath.

“Are you okay?” Mia touched his chest.

“Yeah. Better. Magic’s just…” Jace gestured vaguely and she wasn’t sure what that meant.

“That was amazing,” Jace said, looking at her and Smoke. “Perfect.”

Mia bit her lip. “You seem…flustered.”

“Molting is close. I’m okay.”

Smoke reached over her and took Jace’s pulse. “I was hoping that would push you over.”

Jace shook his head quickly. “No more touching, I can’t handle it.”

Mia scooted out of Jace’s lap.

Jace frowned. “I’m sorry Mia. I should have waited until it was over to be intimate with you.”

“I’m okay.” Mia clenched her fists together. Otherwise she would reach over and run her hands up Jace’s chest. She was sure she could help, if he would let her. But he said no, and moved back on the couch a few inches. Sweat dotted his skin, and he was still breathing hard.

“Can I watch?” Jace looked at her and Smoke. “You don’t have to stop because of me. I want to watch.”

As if to make his point, his cock grew hard again.

Mia shifted back on her hip and raised an eyebrow at Smoke. “What do you think? Should we let him watch?”

Smoke’s face was impassive, but she saw him swallow hard. Someone had taught him showing emotions was a weakness.

Mia liked a challenge. She wondered how much she had to tease him to get him to break through the icy exterior.

“Yes,” Smoke said, his voice husky. “Jace is allowed to watch.”

He managed to sound magnanimous. He leaned back on the couch so he was semi reclined and gave her a look, his gaze on her breasts and then her dress still rumpled around her hips.

She wanted sex. She wanted to sink onto Smoke and then take turns riding both of them, but Jace wasn’t up for that. So she would settle for having her way with Smoke.

She crawled over him, running her hands up and down his chest. He had his pants on for entirely too long. She unbuttoned his fly, and he sucked his breath in between his teeth.

“You’re a horrible tease,” she said, growing damp again. Her core clenched at all the naughty things she wanted to do to him. Jace took his cock in his hand, grunting with pleasure and pain. “It’s time for some payback.”

Smoke nodded, his eyes icy and molten at the same time.

“Yes Mia, make him pay,” Jace rasped.

Mia stripped his pants off. He was hard, so hard, and thicker than Jace. It was considerate of them, really, to have differently shaped cocks for her pleasure.

“What are you smirking about?” Smoke said, eying her.

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