Page 42 of Distinctly Daray
Victor curved his body around Keegan’s boots, and the fallen knight scooped the cat version of their mate into his arms.
“He’s so soft,” Keegan enthused as he rushed over with Victor to where Phillip’s ass was planted on the couch. Keegan sat on the sofa next to him, and Victor stepped out of his embrace a bit to balance his two front paws on Phillip’s thigh. Phillip lifted his hand and petted Victor. As Keegan had mentioned, Victor’s fur was silky smooth.
“You are beautiful, Victor,” Phillip told their mate.
“Yes, the most gorgeous kitty ever,” Keegan added. “Thanks so much for sharing this with us. I’m going to be beside myself on the day you and Phillip can shift together.”
A happy roar rumbled through Phillip, and he immediately understood that was something his dragon eagerly awaited too. While Phillip’s balance with his beast was precarious and made his future murky, the one thing he was growing to count on was the bond he was building with Victor and Keegan.
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Still in cat form, Victor jumped from Keegan’s lap onto the floor. He padded to the bathroom but stopped before going inside. Since he had every intention of exploring the desire Phillip and Keegan so eagerly stoked, what was the point of pulling on clothes he’d take right off again? A rush of heat swept through him as he turned to face the two gorgeous men watching him curiously from the sofa.
His cat purred encouragingly at the thought of being close to their mates. Victor focused on his human form and seamlessly shifted from his cat to a man again. Phillip’s mouth opened, and Keegan gasped.
“Oh fuck,” Keegan said, grabbing the front of his own pants.
“Come here, Victor,” Phillip requested.
Happy to oblige, Victor returned to the sitting area of his room. Phillip glanced at him through his messy tresses and laid a warm palm on Victor’s hip. Victor grew hard at his touch. Next to them, Keegan jerked a boot off.
“Sunshine, we’re going to undress you,” Victor reminded the fallen knight.
“Just helping you guys out by getting rid of my boots and socks,” Keegan replied without glancing up.
Phillip chuckled as he grabbed his daggers from his sides and placed them carefully on the side table.
“Want to sit on my lap so we can undress, Keegan?” Phillip asked.
“I’d love to,” Victor told him. “But first, lose your boots and socks.”
“Sparkles, your body is making me crazy,” Keegan announced as he hopped to his feet. “How many tattoos do you have?”
“Two,” Victor replied. He pointed to the intricate letter D on his hip. “This one was my first. The D stands for Daray. Then I got what we call the Daray crest. Everyone in the family has it except Vellerynd because he’s an elf and their culture doesn’t mark their skin that way traditionally.”
His second tattoo was on his left shoulder blade. Unlike the first time, he’d been smart enough to bring a sorcerer with him when he got that one, so he hadn’t felt a pinch of pain as it was added to his skin. The Daray crest was based on the one adopted by the D’Vaires. In the center was a skeletal dragon, and it wore a crown to represent Chander. Beneath the dragon were seven lilies with beads mixed between the blooms. Two shadowy wings lay under them, and behind it all were three crossed glowing weapons—a sword, a dagger, and a scythe.
“They’re awesome,” Keegan enthused.
“I agree,” Phillip added. Now barefoot like Keegan, Phillip held out his arms, and Victor turned and sat on his lap. The slightly rough texture of Phillip’s uniform pants was odd on his bare ass, but Victor loved the way Phillip tugged him so his back lay flush against the soft cotton of the sentinel’s T-shirt. Both pieces of clothing were warm from Phillip’s body heat, and Victor wondered if his dick had ever been harder. He was probably going to explode before they stripped Keegan fully.
“Come and stand between Phillip’s knees,” Victor ordered Keegan. Thanks to their size difference, Victor could tuck his legs close to the sofa to give Keegan a little space to do as he’d demanded.
Keegan didn’t hesitate; he scrambled to obey, and Victor rewarded all three of them by reaching for the fallen knight’s belt buckle. As he undid it, Phillip yanked Keegan’s T-shirt from hispants. Keegan hissed in a breath, but Victor wasn’t sure if it was because his knuckles brushed Keegan’s hard dick or in response to Phillip’s hands coasting up the man’s belly beneath his top.
Swaying forward, Keegan closed his eyes, and Victor smiled as he tugged the fallen knight’s zipper down.
“His skin is as soft as yours,” Phillip said, sounding awestruck.
“Sunshine, take off your shirt so we can see your chest,” Victor requested as he fondled Keegan’s cock. He loved the rigid length against his palm, and the growing wetness told him Keegan was enjoying their attentions.
Without a word, Keegan whipped his T-shirt off and threw it on the chair. Like the cute freckles on his face, there were plenty of tiny brown dots across Keegan’s pale chest and muscled tummy. The fallen knight was breathing heavily as Victor toyed with him through his underwear. Victor’s balls were growing heavy, and it was no surprise. Keegan was stunning, and Phillip’s heat was enticing too.
Phillip’s lips landed on Victor’s nape, and he released a shaky exhale. Then his lungs stopped working altogether as Phillip curled his fingers around Victor’s dick. Without a word, Keegan dropped to his knees, and Victor lost his mind as the fallen knight dragged his tongue up his thigh.
“That’s it, Sunshine, help me please our Sparkles,” Phillip coaxed.
Victor didn’t know what the hell to do as sensation swamped him. His back arched as he stretched like the cat he was. Grabbing handfuls of Phillip’s loose pants, Victor squeezed his eyes shut and leaned into the sentinel as Keegan’s mouth covered the head of his cock. With Keegan sucking the tip and Phillip stroking him, Victor’s toes curled into the carpet as he forced himself to think of anything but the incredible pleasure his mates were giving him.
