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Loki's hands smooth up each thigh, playing with the lace of my stockings and pinging my suspenders, then growling under his breath when he finds my thong.
“This is in my way, wouldn't you say so, Ash?” he asks.
“Rip it off,” Ash orders, and before I can even make a sound of protest, Loki takes it in his hands and snaps one side then the other until it falls off and he tosses it away.
The fucker!I open my mouth to reprimand Ash when he speaks again.
“Not a peep, Princess. Or Loki stops,” Ash drawls, a perfect black brow raised. I snap my mouth shut.
“Good girl,” Ash praises, still standing in the doorway, his eyes full of ravenous hunger.
My breath quickly turns to a stifled moan as Loki's hot tongue finds my dripping wet cunt. He starts lapping at me, swallowing every drop that I'm giving him.
“Eyes on me, Princess.” Ash's voice is hard with a slight strain.
My eyes open, I hadn't even realised that they'd closed. I'm looking directly into Ash’s steel grey ones from across the room.
My breath stutters at the look of desperate longing that I see in his eyes. It’s there for just a moment, but feels like a lifetime, then Ash’s gaze changes, the tumultuous emotions disappearing to be replaced with hard unfiltered lust.
“Touch your clit, Princess,” he commands. Loki groans, a shudder cascading over me at the combination of Ash's words, and the vibrations of Loki’s noise.
My hand travels down over the front of my body to find my clit, and I start rubbing the sensitive bud, sending shockwaves running through me like an electric current.
“Ash...I…I need…” My eyes still locked with his, pleading with him for more.
“More, Loki,” Ash demands, voice full of tension, not chastising me for speaking against his orders.
Loki starts licking and sucking so hard, his tongue thrusting inside me, that I'm screaming his name, then Ash’s along with my own release within minutes. My lids close, unable to stay open, and my body going rigid before turning to jelly.
Panting, I crack open my eyes to see that Ash is gone, the doorway now empty. I can’t help but feel a pang of loss at his departure.
I swing my leg over and off of Loki, looking down to see his chin glistening with my juices and a cocksure smile on those beautiful, biteable lips.
We hear Kai calling to us that dinner is ready, and Loki huffs out a laugh.
“Come on, Pretty Girl.” He sighs, curling up to a sitting position.
I just stare at him, confused.
“What's up?” he asks casually as he walks across the bedroom and finds an old t-shirt to wipe his face.
“Ash being here didn't bother you?” I ask, looking into his green eyes and seeing heat and amusement.
“It was hot as fuck, Pretty Girl,” he says simply with a shrug. “I'm always open for a bit of role play. And you know my views on sharing.”
He walks back towards the bed, one hand holding my skirt, the other held out towards me. I take it, letting him help me up and put my skirt on without knickers.
“You owe me new underwear, bastard,” I say, and he laughs.
“What makes you think that I want you to wear panties at all, huh?” he questions, looping his arm over my shoulder and leading us out of the room. I feel a devious smile cross my lips.
“You could get me some crotchless ones,” I suggest, looking up at his flushed face under my lashes, and he groans out loud.
“She's trying to kill me,” he moans dramatically, leading us downstairs to the delicious smell of tacos.
CHAPTER FOURTEEN
LILLY
