Page 32 of Wrath

I couldn’t breathe. Couldn’t move. Couldn’t think.

Couldn’t do anything but watch the erotic display with bated breath, a tight rubber band constricting around my chest, hellbent on suffocating me.

Holy fucking shit.

Bash released Ryland’s fingers with a satisfied smirk, his green gaze sliding to me. “Fucking divine.”

Ryland chuckled and lowered his hand back to my pussy, two fingers entering my tight channel. My eyes squeezed tight reflexively but then opened again when I felt pressure on my chin.

Bash stood in front of me, his pants discarded and a sinful smirk on his luscious lips. His weeping cock was so close I could lick it.

So I did, snaking my tongue out to lick at the seam.

“I got a little jealous watching you suck Ryland’s cock like it was your favorite pastime,” he confessed with the wickedness of the devil himself.

Ryland’s fingers paused their ministrations, and he leaned over my body, lowering his face so his lips brushed my ear. “We wouldn’t want one of your mates to be jealous, would we?”

“Not at all,” I breathed, returning Bash’s sly smirk with one of my own.

As Ryland continued to finger my tight pussy, I leaned forward slightly and pressed a kiss to the very tip of Bash’s dick. It jerked slightly, and Bash groaned.

“Z…”

“Yeah?” I batted my eyelashes up at him innocently as I kissed him yet again.

Placing one hand on Ryland’s thigh to drag myself up, I reached forward with my other hand and gripped the base of Bash’s cock. I held it upwards so I could plant chaste kisses to the underside of his dick, following the tantalizing line of a vein.

“My fucking god. You’re such an evil tease,” he moaned.

“Is she now?” Ryland murmured.

His fingers abruptly left my pussy. I only had to wait a moment before…smack.

“Fuck,” I breathed, my ass stinging.

A pair of soft lips replaced the hand on my cheek. Ryland pressed a soft kiss to the abused skin before pulling away.

“Ry…”

“Do you want my tongue in your pussy, Z?” he asked huskily.

“God, yes. Yes, please.” I tried to look over my shoulder at him, wanting desperately to see his expression, but Bash grabbed my golden curls and forced my gaze back to him.

“Then suck Bash’s cock like a good girl,” Ryland instructed.

A part of me wanted to continue teasing the mage, driving him insane with want and need the way he often did to me, but I knew Ryland would have his own revenge if I did so.

Bash guided his cock back to my lips, and I parted for him immediately, allowing him to sink in inch by inch.

“Fuck, you’re so good at this, Z. So fucking good.” Bash wrapped my hair around his wrist as he began to fuck me.

I started to smile around his length because…yeah, I was pretty good at this.

“Good girl,” Ryland breathed, and then I felt the air shift behind me.

I was lifted, and the body beneath me moved away. When I was lowered once more, I was on my hands and knees, Bash’s cock still deep in my throat.

Hands landed on my hips and guided me down. Both Bash and I followed until I was sitting on Ryland’s face.

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