Page 118 of Red Ruin
Shadow hands spread my ass, parting me obscenely wide. With Remy’s soul-silks licking my inner thighs, every caress jolts me with his deepest thoughts.
The sharp edge of his thirst is nothing compared to flashes from the man underneath the madness.
He feels…complete.
Because ofme?
I’d ask how, but his flesh-and-blood mouth finds my pussy from behind.
Shadows nudge me open, and too many tiny tongues to count massage a slow circle around my clit.
“Nnh!” My lower body tightens, my toes cramping.
I fight the release.
Not yet. Not now.
As I contort, my cheek rubs Vhex’s waiting cock.
“I want to light you up,” he whispers.
“What?” I pant, hips rocking as Remy makes up for a century of missed meals. His tongues hollow me out while he slurps and teases with a hint of fang.
“You glow blue when you’re desperate.Pretty.” Vhex licks his fang. “My firefly.”
My stomach flip-flops.
I was supposed to be in control.
How?
One duke, I can handle.
But two of them at once?
Holy stars, I’m doomed.
Bracing on hands and knees, I meet Vhex’s eyes and hold. I can’t lie with our souls interwoven, but I don’t have to show him the whole truth.
I flash him my confidence in the only thing I can be confident about, spread between two men designed to break my walls.I can heal them. “I’ll make your soul glow, too.”
Even pinker than his cock.
He cups my cheeks with those half-monster hands big enough to cradle my whole face. Vhex’s touch is as soft as the smile already turning his soul to cotton candy clouds. “Show me what you’ve got, Firefly.”
The plunge of Remy’s deepest tongue gives me an excuse to fold.
Breaking eye contact, I drop to Vhex’s cock.
Remy’s shadow-hold supports most of my weight, making it easy to free a hand and guide Vhex’s molten tip to my lips.
As I lick his shaft, I copy the motion with my silks, always working to heal his soul. When I part my lips and slide him between, I slip my silks into his magic veins.
“So fucking good,” Vhex moans. He grabs a fistful of blankets, his other hand digging through my hair just hard and soft enough.
I explore Vhex’s bumps and ridges, using the skin contact to speed up soothing his burnt silks.
Remy is done exploring.
