Page 49 of Gemini Queen
Vasili’s lounging on his back like a Roman Caesar (or a Russian czar?) And he must have released Ronin’s tie, because Ronin’s crawling up his legs like a jaguar. If Ronin had a tail, it would be lashing.
Now they’re both shirtless and unzipped. Vasili’s like an ’80s pop star at a photo shoot with his frosted hair and his smoky eyes and all that androgynous glam he’s rocking. He doesn’t have Ronin’s overt muscle, he’s slim and streamlined and sleek like a fencing foil. I’m treated to one mouthwatering eyeful of the Goblin King’s spectacular cock before Ronin swoops to engulf all that rigid length in his mouth.
Ronin swallows him down to the hilt, then backs off slowly, revealing inch after inch of dick glistening with spit from plenty of tongue action, his eyes lidded but open to gauge his effect.
Vasili arches into his mouth with a gasp. Ronin grins around all that cock and really goes to work.
This is seriously so hot my brain’s going to short-circuit. Under my uniform skirt I’m wet and warm and definitely bothered. I trail a hand up my bare thigh above my stocking until I find the soaked gusset of my panties. My teeth sink into my lower lip to hold back a gasp of my own.
Not that anyone would notice.
Vasili has both fists wrapped in Ronin’s long hair to hold him steady while Vasili bucks into Ronin’s mouth. His thrusts are brutal and punishing, and that’s a lot of cock to handle, but Ronin’s deep-throating him like a porn star, arms braced on either side of Vasili’s slim hips to hold himself up. They’re both moaning, Ronin’s humping into the mat with mounting desperation, and it looks to me like Ronin might be ready to come himself just from blowing the guy.
Teeth clamped on my lip so I don’t make a sound, I work a hand under my panties. I’m soaked and slick and my clit’s so swollen that first grazing contact makes me hiss. I dip my middle finger into all that pussy juice and swirl it around my clit.
God, my knees are shaking. I’m going to come like a bomb going off.
Skirt rucked up and trapped between my arm and my pelvis, hand burrowed under my panties, fingers buried in my pussy, I adjust my stance and start stroking my clit, eyes glued to the scorch fest unfolding right in front of me.
Vasili’s totally lost in what Ronin’s doing to him.
At first he’s all dominant, totally trapping Ronin in place and fucking his mouth. But Ronin seems to know how to handle him. Like his submission seems to placate the guy. Pretty soon Vasili stops fisting Ronin’s hair and fucking Ronin’s mouth like he’s trying to punish him and starts praising him instead, moaning phrases likeoh darlingandsuch a good boyandso gorgeous when you take my cock, all in a sex-drenched velvety purr that just about makes me climax.
Breathless and panting, chasing my own big O, I drink in the sight of Vasili’s long curving shaft, flushed and soaked with saliva and precum, plunging in and out of Ronin’s mouth. Ronin’s sucking up and down the guy’s dick like it’s a popsicle he doesn’t want to melt, and he’s watching Vasili lose it under his ministrations.
My orgasm’s barreling toward me like a freight train when Ronin’s amber eyes veer to fix on me.
Just shy of the finish line, I freeze in guilty horror. Skirt pushed up, panties shoved aside, blouse half-unbuttoned, fingers buried in my cunt, and that freaking hall pass still hanging around my neck like a medal of honor.
You enjoying the show, love?
Ronin’s warm voice scrolls through my brain. At first I think he’s speaking out loud. My appalled gaze shoots to Vasili, whose own eyes are closed, brow furrowed, mouth panting with pleasure so his little pointed fangs are showing. Seen in this specific context, those wicked incisors of his are almost sexy.
Ronin’s voice rolls through my head again.He isn’t Valyrian. Not a telepath. He can’t hear unless I want him to hear through our bond.
I’m still standing there with my hand between my legs. But somehow Ronin doesn’t seem to mind. He’s sucking Vasili off like a vacuum hose, while his tiger eyes stay fixed on me the whole freaking time.
Go ahead and finish for me,he murmurs in my head, low and husky.I quite fancy getting both of you off.
“Yes, fuck, yes,” Vasili groans, writhing on the mat. “You’re going to make me come—so hard for you, darling.”
Well, shit.
My magic moment comes all on its own, my climax surging through me like an electric current, triggered by the raw pleasure that roughens Vasili Romanov’s sexy growl. Ronin swallows him to the hilt and squeezes Vasili’s balls and we all climax in synch, Vasili’s sharp cry spiraling around Ronin’s filthy groan and my own lusty moan.
Shit.
I just fuckingmoaned.
My eyes snap open to find thembothstaring at me. Ronin’s licking come off his lips and grinning lazily at me, all replete with satisfaction for a job well done. Vasili sprawls flat on his back with his head turned toward me, the drowsy pleasure in his ice-colored eyes swiftly eclipsed by shock.
Then a pure and incandescent rage.
I yank my hand out of my panties and run for my life.
I burst through the gym door and take off down the hall, heading for the stairs by instinct. If that viper catches me in the basement, he’ll bury my body down here or torch me in the furnace with no one ever the wiser. If I can get out of thedomusinto the village, that’s my best bet. I can hide and I can run and I can fight.
A heavy framed portrait wrenches from the wall and comes spinning toward me. I manage to duck it and swerve into the stairwell.
