Page 140 of Red Ruin

Their thoughts go blank with the same single-focus they have when they monster out, only instead of losing themselves to the darkness, they’ve surrendered to my body and soul.

Remy finds every empty spot inside me as he sheathes his shadow-wrapped cock. His tongues twirl. I writhe between his arms and Vhex’s chest.

Remy doesn’t stop until he bottoms out. His deep breaths rock my thighs.

Hammered with three sets of emotion, three sets of sensation, I can only tremble.

They love my softness and hot, tight grip. When I squeeze, it feels the same as being stroked. I feel the pleasure of both shafts, of both men. Balls tight. Throats thirsty.

And even though they’re solely focused on me, I can feel Vhex twitching from the shadow tongues. Just as much as Remy secretly shivers from the drag against Vhex’s ridges and bumps.

It’s so fucking good, they can’t even hate each other.

Remy starts to move.

He drags out, long and slow. His shadows contract. They deftly retract the pegs of Vhex’s cock, taking full control of where and how I’m fucked.

“Ah,” I gasp as Remy pulls out to all but his tip.

He thrusts back in hard and fast, shadows swelling, licking, filling—even squeezing Vhex to trigger the pump of his springs.

I almost come on the first stroke.

The second, I’m done.

The third.

Holy fucking stars.

“Kiss.Fuck. Wife.” Vhex parts my lips with his fang, still gripping the back of my neck. “Iris.”

The deep, possessive press of his tongue has nothing to do with the wild rhythm of his fin. It flicks my clit like he’s carving territory out of the shadows. His hard ridge adds the pressure I need to contrast Remy’s teasing licks.

Vhex’s other hand grips my ass. He grinds my pussy against his fin between Remy’s strokes, gripping with fingers and claws as his hands shift wildly between forms.

I love the pressure of his body. The firmness of his grip, strapping me down to the hard ridge that relentlessly kneads my softest spot.

Flick, flick, flicking, and—ohmyfucccck.

I come until my eyes roll back.

Again.

Again.

I’m not guiding, just fuckingriding.

I buck between them. Their hands and silks keep stroking, coaxing me higher and higher.

Everything goes black except for flashes of pink when I’m sucked into Vhex’s eyes.

But it doesn’t stop.

Vhex and Remy stay hard inside me.

What the hell are they waiting?—

Oh.

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