Page 176 of Gemini Kings
Not that I don’t totally love being filled by Ronin (and, lately, Lucius, which is OMG so incredible). But I’m just so horny this morning, with this urgent edge of need that’s way stronger and feels so much more out-of-control than usual, that I feel like I need something different.
“Mmmm, think you’re all lubed up then,” Ronin says, all thick and husky, tugging my pierced ear between his teeth and sucking on the lobe, which always makes me moan for him. “You want me to help you get Zara all nice and prepped, or d’you fancy doing that bit yourself?”
“I… by myself, I think. Just to start.” I rock my dick against his. “I love you, Ronin.”
“I swear to Christ, you’re so fucking sweet, Red,” he breathes in my ear, which makes me shiver all over. “We all love the shit out of you. You’re half the reason this polycule even works. You know that, don’t you?”
A warm wonderful feeling of belonging sweeps through me. Because, honestly, he doesn’t have to say that to me.
“And Zara’s the other half,” I tell him happily.
Over his shoulder, my gaze meets V’s. He’s on top of the dragon right now (briefly) and rubbing his mating scent all over Max’s not-overly-resistant body while he watches me through narrowed eyes like I’m something he’s trying to figure out. He looks sharp and dangerous, like the Goblin King he is, even with his shaggy layers all tousled from being fisted in dragon hands and his delicate mouth all puffy and tender from being smothered in dragon cock.
Honestly, why does he always have to look so predatory? With him, you can never tell whether he wants to fuck you or set you on fire.
It’s, like, the same look for him either way.
“Ronin,” Zara moans, flexing her hips into Lucius’ cock while he grunts with every brutal thrust. “You’ve got… about five seconds… to fill my mouth… with that sexy pierced dick.”
“Bloody hell.” Ronin nuzzles the side of my neck and gives me another of his smoldering grins. “Guess I’d better step lively.”
He slips out of my arms and crawls over the bed to straddle Lucius’ face (which is a view I strongly suspect our headmaster doesn’t mind) with Ronin facing Zara. My precious one’s still getting reamed by Lucius, but she’s a multi-tasker. She bends to engulf Ronin’s dick with her lips, flicking the heavy ring of his Prince Albert in a way that makes him curse and gasp before she takes him in deep.
This whole maneuver leaves her back arched and her ass tilted up at the perfect angle for me.
Which is obviously the way she’s planned it.
I guess my fated mate’s in a triple penetration kind of mood.
I line up behind her and drizzle a generous squirt of lube over her pretty pucker. I’ve helped Ronin and Lucius prep her and each other a few times, so I know how to handle this part. While I get started, I lean in to nuzzle the silky skin of her gorgeous ass, all golden with suntan except for a narrow creamy wedge over her crack.
She really likes anal, and she makes it really easy for me, gentling the pump of her hips into Lucius and basically working my own slick finger into her hole. I love the way she gasps and sighs and swivels her hips to widen the angle, and she’s really good at whispering encouraging things likeoh Neoandmoreandfeels so good baby. She makes it easy and exciting and fun for me, even if I’m a tiny bit nervous about what comes next.
But what really makes me nervous is Vasili.
He’s playing with the barbell studs in Max’s nipples, nuzzling and biting them in a way that’s making the dragon gasp and swear but still not push him off.
And only the Goblin King could literally make love to a dragon and menace a totally innocent bystander like me with his broody stare the whole time.
“C’mon, V,” I mutter under my breath at last, when I’m all three fingers deep in Zara and she’s moaning and fucking herself onto them and onto Lucius and whispering feverishly around Ronin’s cock that she’s ready for my dick. “Dude, you’re, like, staring.”
“I like to watch…” Around poor Max’s tortured nipple, V’s cruel mouth curls in a grin “…you.”
Oh fuck, he’s flirting with me again.
He does this sometimes, you know, to amuse himself.
“Now is not a good time,” I grumble, because right now I’m kinda feeling some performance anxiety and getting all up in my head.
But I’m so darn hot for her, this, them—all of it, all of them—even him (my nemesis) watching, that I have zero plans to stop.
I slide my fingers out of Zara’s slippery hole, wrap my fist around my goopy cock, and line myself up behind her.
Suddenly V’s out of bed, on his feet behind me. His infernal breath brushes my newly pierced ear.
“Do you require assistance from the faculty, Mr. Mercury?” he whispers.
Which pretty much breaks my brain.
