Page 254 of Red Ruin

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I can feel the indent in his tip. Even the veins of his shaft.

“Keep feeling.” He rubs his nose behind my ear. “I’m staying. With you. Not going anywhere.”

His cock twitches.

“Right.” I shiver. “You can’t go. You’re mine now.”

A deeper shudder rolls between our souls. Remy’s silks wave with pleasure.

“You’re glowing, precious girl.”

“Remy,” I moan.

Chuckling, he jolts his hips.

The shallow thrust is everything I need. My spine arches so hot and liquid, it welds to his ribcage.

My magic blazes.

My color mixes with his black-and-purple, our souls so close to joining that they shine royal blue.

I yank Vhex’s horn.

He resists my pull, fully focused on teasing my clit.

I’m about to yank his hair when I spot a figure creeping from the edge of the crater, drawn by my growing glow.

“Vhex!” I yell.

Catching the sharpness of my tone, he snaps upright between my thighs. Vhex licks his glistening lips and death-glares the encroaching ghouls. “I’m busy, you fucking grubs.”

At his level, he doesn’t have to make a throwing motion for his fireballs.

Pink meteors shower from open air. They ash the monster I spotted and draw more survivors out of hiding in a chorus of screeching wails.

While they scatter, Vhex smooths behind my knees. His gentle hands contrast his smoky grin and the casual confidence of those no-look kills.

“Did I do good?” he asks.

“So good,” I pant, still speared on Remy’s cock.

Vhex lengthens his claws on purpose, so that he can rake them down my inner thighs. His grip spreads me open. He stares hungrily at my filled entrance.

My pussy flutters.

I stroke his horn and whisper, “take your reward.”

Vhex lowers himself in a trance. He strokes my lips with hot fingers, massaging me on Remy’s shaft as he works me wider.

Remy never stops rubbing my stomach.

Held between them, coaxed and adored, the world shrinks to breath and touch.

The pleasure pulses with every stroke of Vhex’s fingers.

He listens to the feedback from my soul, stretching mejuuustenough, then switching to a softer stroke.

It feels so. Fucking.Good.

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