Page 44 of Sequel to the Easter Bunny

Jack doesn’t go to his knees, he stands, and directs Diyo to take his place.

They do so, giddy, the bed swings wildly beneath them, and I catch the faintly amused smile on Jack’s face before he takes Diyo’s cock in hand, stopping the sway of the swing with his own body.

“You’re sure?” Jack asks.

“Oh, yes!”

Jack take’s Diyo’s cock into his mouth, and I already know this is going to be a problem.

He bobs against him in sloppy strokes and I bite my tongue, because I refuse to laugh.

Diyo’s hands grip firmly around Jack’s ears and they pull him back, scowling. “Nevermind, Eebie. You’re no good at that.”

They look at me as if conspiratorially and say, “too much teeth.”

Jack honestly looks mad when he pushes Diyo onto their back and this time, his mouth plunders the god of pleasure’s pussy, his hand grasping tightly around their cock.

If they’re not careful, Jack might make them come all over themselves for that insult.

Diyo gasps and their back arches, pressing themselves more tightly to Jack’s mouth.

“Oh, yes! That is so much better.”

I imagine it is. That is a skill can vouch for.

But again, they push him back. “Let’s not get ahead of ourselves.”

Head tipped back, they take deep breaths and Jack uses the moment to draw me to his side and when he kisses me, I taste chocolate syrup on his tongue.

“That answers that question.” I say it under my breath, and Jack chuckles against my lips.

Diyo swings upright, one last heaving breath makes their breasts bounce, defying both their size and gravity. “May I taste your bride?”

Jack’s hands tighten on me, but he doesn’t hold me back, or push me forward. “As always, that choice is hers alone.”

Diyo’s full attention naps to me. “Will you let me taste you? Will you come on my tongue?”

“I suppose the second question is something you have to answer, isn’t it?”

Eyes glittering, they hop off the bed and hold their hand up. The vines coil, raising the bed higher. Jack sets me on the mattress, and climbs up behind me, going to the corner, sitting back to watch.

Diyo offers him a knowing smile before they take my legs in their hands and in a single, quick jerk, they pull me to my back, my hips at the edge of the bed.

They draw a long lick over me, their tongue toying with my clit. And I can’t stop myself from arching against their ministrations.

Jack tips my head leaning down to kiss me, his ears tickling my breasts, my ribs below them.

When he draws back, it’s not far, and his nose brushes mine as he says, “You’re so beautiful, Lily. Take everything they’ll give you.”

“Do you want to see my magic trick?”

“She does.” With a quick kiss to my forehead, he pulls back as Diyo sucks hard against my clit, pulling me up, nearly off the bed.

The pleasure that zings through me is electric, and my orgasm hits me like a bolt of lightning.

My cry echoes through the night and Jack’s smile is the first thing I see when I get my eyes open again.

“You are pure perfection, Lily.” Diyo’s mouth moves across my slick skin.

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