Page 52 of Gambling with Time

After her leather pants were discarded and her panties followed shortly after, I nudged her legs apart, urging her to place one over my shoulder. Breathing in her sex, I inhaled deeply, my eyes dropping shut. I could live off of the desire that was pouring off of her. It was already giving me a nice boost, and she hadn’t even had an orgasm yet.

Spreading her folds, I sealed my lips around her clit and sucked. Her hands went into my hair before wrapping around my horns, ready to ride the waves. The sounds leaving her lips were bliss to my ears; I could almost cum with just that. As it was, I was straining in my jeans, seeping through the fabric.

For a moment ,I came up for air and glanced over at the others. “If someone wants to join us, I’d love to suck you both off at the same time.”

Lex shot to his feet like a jack in the box, and I grinned. He undid his jeans and shed all of his clothing as he approached.

“Behind her.”

He followed my direction, and when his cock settled against her from behind, I swiped the tip with my tongue. He groaned but held still. Grabbing hold of him, I urged him into her. She moaned loudly, her single leg support wouldn’t be enough soon.

As he pulled out, I pushed him all the way out and then tugged him back with my fingers on his thigh. He slipped into my mouth, and my eyes rolled into the back of my head at their mixed taste. Fuck. We needed to do this more often. As he sank back into her, I sucked her swollen nub between my teeth. We found a rhythm. One stroke for her, one for me, a suck for him, one for her. Their combined lust filled me so much that I forgot to use my abilities to prolong it.

She exploded on my tongue, filling my mouth with her sweet nectar. And most likely gripping Lex so tightly inside of her, it would set him off. But I was greedy, and I wanted both of them. I dipped my head further between her legs and ran my flat tongue over his pumping length, curling around him. He seemed to sense what I wanted, and in his next thrust, he pulled out fully and pounded into my waiting throat.

His release coated my mouth in ropes of cum, and I swallowed as much as I could. Licking my lips, I sat back on my heels. Looking up at them, Lex held Samantha, his face nuzzled in her neck, her head propped on his shoulder.

“You two should rest,” I suggested.

My cock gave a painful throb, but I had different ideas for him. Climbing to my feet, I pressed a kiss to each of their mouths, then turned toward the other two. Raiden wouldn’t be up for what I had in mind, at least not at this point, so I focused on Alastor.

“I need either a mouth or an ass to find relief.” I palmed myself through my jeans, the wet spot at least the size of a soft ball now.

Raiden’s gaze dropped down my front as if he were considering it, but he shook his head and looked back at Samantha. His dragon probably needed to remove any scent either of us left on her. It was the way of things now.

He rarely joined in, although when he did, we all enjoyed it a bit more. And he was starting to be better with the sword crossing so to speak. We’d wear him down eventually; we had a long life together, and this was only the beginning.

“Alastor?”

He dragged his gaze from my feet to my face, and I could see the need in the depths of his eyes, even if I couldn’t feel it in the air. Without a thought, I removed my clothing and his. His length jutted proudly between his legs, and I crossed the room to him. Kneeling on the floor in front of the couch, I kissed his crown, making his cock jump, begging for more.

Lex disappeared into the bathroom, and when he returned, he tossed me a bottle of lube. Then he tugged Samantha into his lap, neither of them bothered with clothing.

Without the gentleness I’ve been using with Samantha, I hauled him to the edge of the sofa. His legs fell open, willingly giving me what I was demanding from him.

“Do you want this?” I asked, my voice heavy with need.

“You wouldn’t have gotten this far, this fast, if I didn’t.”

Using the lube, I dripped it onto his tight hole before working it into him. He grunted when I added a finger, his cock leaking pre-cum.

“You’re right about one thing, this is going to be fast.” I could already feel my balls tighten. When his fingers wrapped around me and stroked, I gasped and pushed into his firm hold.

Mimicking his movements on him as I continued to make sure he was ready for me, we were both on the edge. Finally, he was ready, his muscle as relaxed as it would be, but the lube would help with the rest. As if he read my mind, he lined my dick up with his ass, and my next thrust forward had my head entering him.

Fuck.

I paused, attempting to catch my breath. His fingers dug roughly into my ass muscles forcing me forward, his hard length pressed between our bodies as I sunk all the way to my base.

Our lips brushed, and as I started to move again, he nipped at my lower lip, asking for me to go harder. My fingers circled his neck, gripping him just below his jawline, giving me the control I craved. Teeth clashed as harsh pants left both of us. Ever so slowly I cut his air off, sexy noises of pleasure vibrating his throat beneath my hold.

My balls tightened again and sent tingles into my lower spine. I released my fingers, and he gasped in a breath of fresh air as I reached between us to stroke him in time with my thrusts. We would come together.

We became like wild animals taking what we needed from each other, demanding more without holding back. His cock jerked in my palm, ropes of stringy cum coating my abs. It was enough to set me off, and I exploded inside of him.

I collapsed against him as he leaned back into the sofa. Our chests were sticky with his cum and my sweat mixture. This life we were building would feed my incubus so well, I’d become a glutton. Sated, I slowly slipped out of him and dropped back to my heels. My fingers ran along the mess we made as I scooped some up and tasted it.

“Fuck, Bell, I love when you do that shit.”

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