Page 94 of The Huntsman's Heart
I’m wound tight already from Alaric’s mouth, so as soon as I sink onto Évandre, I suck in a breath at the feel of his warm, wet lips closing around my nub. I roll my hips until I find a position I like and try to focus on what Alaric says. His cock juts out from his body, leaking a bead of moisture from the tip. I’m not the only one excited by this scene.
“Be gentle at first,” he tells me, voice husky with desire. “You cannot force your way inside. He must let you.”
Licking my fingers, I press them against Corvin’s entrance, surprised when one finger slips inside easily. He sighs. Beneath me, Évandre’s attentions gain speed. His hands dig into my hips.
“Now curl your finger down toward his belly and slide it carefully in and out until you find the right spot.”
It’s apparent the moment I find it. Corvin lets out a long groan. He tightens around my finger.
“There?” I ask, though I know the answer.
He whimpers.
Alaric chuckles. “Now stroke him. Find what he likes. I think he likes it fast. Let us find out.”
I begin moving my fingers in and out, pressing down with the pad of my fingertip, my curled knuckles nudging his ass on each thrust. Of course Alaric is right. As soon as I build up speed, Corvin whimpers again. His body begins shaking.
I love the feeling of being inside him as he experiences this pleasure. My pussy tightens around nothing as I ride Évandre’s face.
I have to stop and look down to check I’m not smothering him, but he pulls me back eagerly, so I go back to my task.
Soon I can add another finger and another. Corvin relaxes around my hand until I can almost fit a fourth finger inside him. He keeps moaning as I thrust in and out, keeping the pressure on that innermost place.
As he grows closer to release, his arms start to shake and he drops his head. That puts his face close to Raban’s hard cock, which jerks and twitches in the air as he sucks Corvin from underneath.
I exchange a look with Alaric who pushes down on Corvin’s back, guiding him to take Raban into his mouth. A moment later there’s a moan from Raban, and Corvin tightens around me again.
He is so close. I sense it. Underneath me, my slick makes Évandre’s face slippery, and the slide of my pussy over his tongue is delicious. I’m too focused to cum, though.
I call to Raban, reminding him not to cum yet either. I have something in mind. I plunge my hand deeper into Corvin until, with a bellow, he clamps down around my fingers. On instinct I still, waiting through his release. It’s such an intimate moment I reach for Alaric, and he leans in to kiss me as Raban swallows Corvin’s pleasure.
Corvin collapses to his side next to Raban when I slowly withdraw my fingers. He stares up at me with a blissful smile. “You are a fast learner, princess.”
Eager to try my new skill on someone else, I guide Évandre to take Corvin’s position between me and Raban.
I’m teasing my fingers over his hole as he bends over, when Alaric moves into position behind me and the thick length of his cock against my buttocks makes me shiver. “And who will please you, princess?”
Arching my back I rub my ass against him. “Can you please me without cumming? I want your ass too tonight.”
He throbs against me and the pleasure of it pools in my core until it’s dripping down my leg. “Only for you, Guin.”
He positions me in his lap as he kneels behind me and guides me to sink down over his length.
I’m breathless by the time he fills me, already eager to move, but instead of fucking me, he merely rolls his hips, reaching around me to play with the bud of my pleasure as he does. For a moment it’s all I can do to cope with this new sensation. My body is caged in by his larger one, and his arm around me moves me with him in a gentle rocking motion. My head sinks back against his shoulder and he laughs softly into my ear. “Can you continue, princess, or do you need me to take care of you properly?”
My eyes snap open and I let out a huff of annoyance. He has distracted me, but Évandre is waiting. Luckily, Raban has already begun sucking Évandre’s cock. When I push a finger against his hole, he groans and I slip inside him as easily as I did with Corvin.
My beautiful, sated gargoyle lies watching us, leisurely stroking his softening cock.
Évandre pushes back against me, inviting more fingers. These I give to him happily, smiling when he takes two and then three. He is quickly overtaken when I finger him at the same pace I used with Corvin, so I slow, matching the way Alaric moves inside me gently. Then my finger slips and he lets out a long, low cry. So he likes it deeper.
Concentrating on the new spot, I work him until he, too, is shuddering and gasping.
Behind me Alaric finally speeds his motions until I’m torn between wanting to make Évandre cum and wanting badly to cum myself.
My whole body feels tight. My nipples ache and my breasts feel heavy. Alaric’s lips tease over my neck and he nips at my earlobe, sending a pulse through my core. His other hand slides up my body to cup my left breast. His breathing grows faster.
Is his control fraying?
