Page 145 of Wicked Magik
“I think she could use something to suck on. What do you think, Oryx, my love?”
Oryx chuckled and his tail slithered into my mouth.
“Suck his tail, darling.”
"That's it, pet," Oryx murmured, his voice a low rumble. From the corner of my eye, I could see him stroking himself, pre-cum glistening at the tip of his length. The suckers along his shaft flexed and pulsed, seeking purchase against his palm as he worked his hand up and down.
Veylor's grip on my neck tightened, his shadows pulsing with his rhythm. "You are gorgeous." His words were punctuated by his relentless pace, each thrust driving me closer to the edge.
The room spun around me, a whirlwind of sensation and emotion. The coolness of Veylor's skin contrasted with the heat radiating from Oryx, creating a symphony of pleasure that threatened to consume me. I could feel every ridge, every vein of Veylor's cock as it swelled inside me, stretching me, filling me.
Oryx's tail slipped deeper into my mouth, his hand moving faster against his length. His scent, a mix of musk and something sweet, filled my nostrils, intoxicating me. I could feel his desperation, his need for release, and it mirrored my own.
Veylor's shadows wrapped around my breasts, pinching and teasing my nipples, sending jolts of pleasure straight to my core. His eyes, dark and intense, never left mine. "Come for us, Vesper," he commanded, his voice a low growl. "Let us feel your pleasure."
And as if on cue, my body responded. Waves of ecstasy crashed over me, my muscles clenching around Veylor's cock. I cried out, the sound muffled by Oryx's tail, as my orgasm ripped through me. Veylor's pace quickened, his hips slamming against mine, and with a final thrust, he came, his release pulsing inside me.
But instead of just a shot out of the tip, I felt another rush, a hit to my g-spot.
I screamed, my back bowing off the table.
That’s it, a ghost invaded my body, it’s tickling my g-spot. I’m going to die!
More come spilled out of me.
What. The. Fuck.
Oryx's fingers dug into my shoulders as his body went rigid. His tail froze mid-motion while thick, dark essence erupted from him, painting glistening trails across my skin. The table vibrated beneath me as a primal sound tore from his throat.
As the waves of pleasure slowly subsided. Veylor's shadows caressed me while his body stayed pressed against me.
Oryx's tail slipped from my mouth. “I like having my seed all over you. I think I will do it more often.” He huffed over my body, seeing his seed painted on me.
Veylor panted and rubbed his hands up and down my thighs until he pulled his cock from my body.
“I need to know what happened,” I gripped his hand. “What did you do to me?”
Veylor chuckled and pulled me up to sit. Oryx’s black come dripped down my body but Veylor didn’t care in the slightest.
Oryx chuckled. “Were you not paying attention?”
I put one hand on my hip and the other on Oryx’s horn and tugged. “No, silly, what the heck did you do, Veylor? Do you have a tickler in your penis or something? I freaking orgasmed and then out of nowhere I got shocked to death in my g-spot.”
Veylor laughed, the sound low and warm, as he tilted my chin and brushed a kiss against my forehead.
“It’s called a fae’s gift,” he murmured. “There’s a tiny opening at the top of the head of a fae’s cock. It responds when we’re joined…when we come together. If we finish at the same time…”His lips curved. “It sends a wave of pleasure through the female. A gift… meant only for her.”
My mouth dropped and I shook my head. “I was not expecting that.”
Veylor chuckled. “We will have many more adventures as eternity will let us.”
I pressed my lips together and pulled up my dress to cover my breast. “Eternity? You don’t think I would live that long do you? I still age.”
Oryx snarled behind me, his tail wrapped around my waist. “You will, if you pass, Veylor will bring you back. Won’t you?”
Veylor shook his head. “On the contrary. She does age like a human, I can see it in a cellular level.” His eyes narrowed as he looked at me, but softened when he saw the worry on my face. “But once she is bound to our souls, she will stop aging and be like us. You will be like us, darling.”
His thumb ran across my cheek.
