Page 131 of Wicked Magik
A horny bitch.
Veylor's breath hitched, his eyes fluttering as he tried to hold back his release. Oryx, meanwhile, seemed determined to make that as difficult as possible, his skull stayed still while his tongue sucked and slurped Veylor's cock with enthusiastic vigor.
I squirmed in my seat, my own breath coming in short gasps as I watched them. My hand trailed down from my breast, sliding over my stomach as I hiked up my dress. I could feel the heat radiating from me, the wetness already gathering between my thighs.
If Veylor can pleasure himself in front of an audience, so can I.
Veylor's eyes met mine, his gaze locked onto me as Oryx continued to pleasure him. There was a silent challenge in his stare, a defiance that only served to heighten my arousal. I smiled, biting my lip as my fingers found my clit, rubbing it in slow, deliberate circles.
"You like that, don't you?" Veylor ground out, his voice strained. "Watching us?"
I nodded, my breath hitching as I slipped a finger inside myself. "More than I thought I would," I admitted, my voice barely above a whisper.
Oryx paused, his tongue flicking out to lick up Veylor's shaft before he turned to look at me. "And what do you want, little pet?" he asked, his voice a low rumble. "Do you want to join us?"
The thought sent a shiver down my spine, my eyes fluttering closed as I imagined it. But I shook my head, a small smile playing on my lips. "No," I said. "I want to watch. Make him unravel."
Oryx growled, a sound of pure, primal lust, before turning back to Veylor. He doubled his efforts, his tongue working Veylor's shaft with renewed vigor. Veylor's gasps filled the room, his body tensing as he tried to hold back his release.
“I can’t hold back.” Veylor gritted his teeth.
Oryx ripped his tongue away in an instant and slurped around his mouth. “Mmm, shame that our pet says you can’t come.”
Veylor snarled. “This is mad!” He sobbed. “Please, let me come, I can’t take it.”
The begging was nice.
“Maybe, perhaps.” I dipped my fingers inside me and both males stared at me longingly. “Oryx, what is something you have wanted to do to Veylor for a long time?”
Oryx groaned and pulled down his pants. He wrapped his large hand around his cock and jerked it. “I want to be inside him.”
Veylor gasped.
I bit my lip. “Why don’t you then?”
Veylor whimpered as dark tendrils of shadow spiraled around them, enveloping the room in an inky haze. Beneath them, a plush black mattress materialized. Oryx, with a determined look, seized Veylor by the shoulders and maneuvered him ontohis back. With a swift motion, he then rolled Veylor onto his stomach, ensuring he was comfortably positioned on padding.
I smiled seeing Oryx pull Veylor’s ass in the air. “I cannot wait to fuck this ass.”
At least it isn’t mine.
Oryx licked his finger and pushed it inside Veylor’s hole. Veylor groaned and leaned his ass toward him.
I pushed two fingers inside myself and pulled out, rubbing my clit.
“Fuck,” Veylor breathed.
Oryx chuckled. “Just wait until this cock is inside you. I will stretch you like you never have before.”
I leaned my head back on the wall.
Yeah, I was not regretting running into a portal and being chased by a monster at this moment.
Chapter 42
Oryx
At last, I had him right where I wanted, and my pet was observing intently, savoring every moment as I prepared to fulfill my intentions with the man beneath me.
