Page 76 of Gemini Queen
He sucks in a breath but does what I say.
He does what I say just beautifully.
I leave my hand on his knee and close my eyes against the sudden pulse of heat in my cock.
Looks like the bitch was right, because her care takes the edge off that ache straightaway. Beyond the physical kick, I rather fancy the emotional aspect of all this intimacy. There’s something unique about this whole experience of having a queen care for me.
It might even make me want to care for her right back…
If I didn’t hate her Gemini guts.
And the sleek curve of her ass parked firmly on my thigh makes me want to peel off her panties and spread her legs in her thigh-high stockings and tongue her till she creams in my mouth.
That’s one thought I don’t shield, and she moans against my bite, but she keeps right on working me with her tongue. I wrap an arm round her waist to drag her closer. Gods, she’s fucking scenting me, that whiff of spice and sweetness potent with Mogadon mating scent. I know from my Mogadon boyfriend exactly how susceptible I am to those Mogadon pheromones, even when I’m not tortured by mating fever. Those pheromones are engineered by nature to stimulate a mate, and that’s exactly what’s happening.
In my current state, I’m so turned on she might as well be edging me.
“Fuck, Zara,” I breathe, shifting on the bench, my legs falling open in an invite I literally can’t hold back.
Her hand slides up my inner thigh to find the hot bulge under my trousers. A groan tears from my throat and I shove into her touch.
Looks like my tongue on your bite’s not the only thing you need, is it, Adam?she whispers in my head.
“What are you offering?” I rasp, eyes closed against the rush of all that pleasure.
“Neo?” she murmurs, easing down my zipper one slow centimeter at a time. “Kiss Ronin for me.”
My eyes pop open in instant protest.
Vasili’s maniacally insistent the bloke’s one hundred percent straight, and I’ve pretty much taken my boyfriend’s word for it.
Neo’s absolutely still under the death grip I’ve got on his knee. And he’s fiery blushing all the way to the roots of his purple hair, which pretty much validates every single word Vasili’s ever said on the subject.
Though, come to think of it, Neo blushes every time I talk to him.
“Forget it, mate,” I say roughly. “You don’t have to if you don’t want to.”
But for some fucking reason, I’m still gripping his knee in a silent command to stay.
Blushing absolutely crimson, he nails me with a brilliant green stare. “What if Idowant to?”
“Look, I’m not some fucking charity case—”
He sucks in a breath and dives in to press his mouth against mine. And he bloody does it at exactly the moment Zara works her wicked little hand into my fly and wraps her fingers around my violently erect cock.
Completely fucking ambushed by the two of them, it’s all I can manage not to spill right there.
“It’s okay, Ronin,” Zara whispers against my bite, and the feel of her soft mouth on my skin drags another moan out of me. “You need this, don’t you? You took care of me. Now let us take care of you.”
Fuck if I’m going to say no.
She swipes a finger around the head of my cock to collect the precum I’m pumping out for both of them and slathers it down my shaft. Neo’s warm full mouth is fumbling a little against mine. Now he’s pulling back with a mumbled apology.
I grab his hair in my fist and drag his mouth hard to mine.
His breath explodes against my lips in a gasp of surprise. Our tongues collide with an eagerness that just about vaporizes me in a flash of atomic heat. Zara’s working my dick and I’m thrusting into her fist and I’m kissing Neo Mercury like he’s oxygen and I’m suffocating.
I’m pretty sure I’m the first bloke he’s ever kissed. And I’m making a right mess of it. But he breathes out a happy little murmur and rests a hand gently against my face, steadying us both for this sloppy kiss.
