Page 97 of Sequel to the Easter Bunny

“Drink this.” Jack hands me another goblet.

The nectar Jack gives me wakes me up and gives me back some of the energy they just fucked out of me.

“Rest.” Jack says, moving away from my side. “Lie back and wait for Minoka to come across those pretty lips.”

Minoka looks up from where he was just feasting on me to narrow his eyes at my bunny.

But Jack says something in the old gods’ tongue and the trickster licks his lips before coming to me.

“You come with all the perks, don’t you, pet?”

I don’t have to ask what he means as Jack moves behind him, lining up in exactly the right place.

Minoka looks like he’s going to melt when Jack presses into him.

Like Minoka with me, Jack fucks him like he’s a toy… like he hates him. And if the trickster god’s face is any clue… he loves it.

Minoka drops his head to the bed, horns tangling in the sheets and lows, a long and deep sound.

The concentration on Jack’s face as he pounds into the other god is so sexy, I can’t stop myself from playing with my clit, from letting that swollen bud set my pussy twitching as I watch Minoka fight against the orgasm I already know is coming.

He mutters something dark in the old gods’ tongue and when he looks up at me, his eyes seem hollow—a deep and endless void.

I crawl across the bed, wiggling myself beneath him until I can draw my lips across the tip of his enormous, swollen cock.

It’s hot against my mouth and when I touch it with the tip of my tongue….

The explosion of come catches me off guard for a moment, and there’s so much of it, I can’t only pretend like I’m going to try to swallow it all down.

Minty and creamy, it tastes a little like dark chocolate too, but with the faint burn of alcohol as well.

It reminds me of a drink I had one time and can’t remember the name of.

I know I’m drenched with his come when he’s finally finished.

Minoka laughs. “Did you suck Jack and Diyo at the same time for a marshmallow and jelly sandwich?”

“Worry about your own come.”

His cock twitches when I draw my finger down it, and it hasn’t softened even a little bit.

“Did you come?” I ask Jack, stretching to look around Minoka’s torso.

“I did not.”

“Good. Stay where you are.”

I twist and turn myself, lining up with the trickster and look up at his fathomless eyes. “I’m not tired anymore.”

Lip snicking up in a smile, Minoka opens his mouth, but before he can say anything, Jack moves, using his own hips to steer Minoka’s down onto mine.

His cock slides into me with the kind of ease that comes from being drenched in the old gods.

And Minoka’s face contorts in that pained pleasure for a moment before his eyes flutter closed and he lets out a breath that sounds like “Fuck.”

Jack takes it like a command. He fucks Minoka into me, each brutal thrust working its way through like a bolt of electricity until I come.

And come again.

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