Page 66 of A Glint of Steel and Roses

“You’ve already proven you can take me like you were born to it,” Cian said, thumbs working the center of my back. “Do you think you can take us both at once?”

My eyes snapped back open, looking up at him. I was no stranger to well-endowed bed partners even before Cian, but he was something else. I’d been sore for days after the first time, even if it’d been worth it.

But both Cian and Hellion at once?

Hellion wasn’t large, but still. Was that even possible? My body had limits.

Cian ruffled his fingers through my hair. “Do you want to—”

I yelped as Hellion added another finger unexpectedly, but the surprised cry quickly morphed into a groan. It was impossible to think while they were doing that. It felt too good.

“Hel, my sweet,” Cian purred with a hint of irritation. “Would you stop fingering our lover’s prostate long enough for me to get his consent to properly fuck the soul from his body?”

I almost melted into the ground when Hellion stopped and let out a disappointed groan.

“Apologies,” Hellion said, clearly proud.

“Quite all right. Where was I? Right. Do you—”

I groaned into the rug. “Soul. Body. Out. Yes, please.”

“Begging already.” Helliontisked. “Might be too late not to spoil you.”

I shuddered as they rolled their thumb around the two fingers still inside of me.

Their fingers withdrew, and I nearly collapsed, but I was suddenly floating, and moved against Cian’s chest. He held me, an arm wrapped around my middle, and kissed the trembling muscles of my back. “We can go slower.”

That wasn’t what I wanted at all, but I couldn’t find words.

“We can be gentle, too,” he promised, nuzzling my ear with his nose. “Would you prefer that? We have all night.”

Carefully, gently, he lowered us to the floor with me on top. Tender kisses pressed against my forehead, the side of my face, down my spine.

Hellion’s hand followed, fingertips like fire on my skin. I was vaguely aware of them working their hands over Cian’s cock, coating it in oil.

“Whatever you want,” they promised. “Don’t just agree to whatever, Nevahn. You should get what you want, too. We won’t do anything unless you’re sure.”

WasI sure? It was hard to think through the desire thrumming through me. I felt like a plucked string on a lute, vibrating faster than the world around me.

A hand snapped against my ass with a loud crack, and I gasped as everything came back into focus.

“Hel! What was that for?”

“He looked like he needed it,” they said with a shrug.

Cian’s big, warm hand closed over the sting, rubbing gently as he looked up at me. “Are you all right?”

I stared down at him. Cian was flawless under me, powerful black wings stark against the red floor. I had never seen his wings pinned like that. Gods, he was just so much, so big, so…Cian.

“I’m all right.” My voice still held the soft edge of the pleasure haze I’d slipped into, but at least I could think straight. “Hel was right. I did need that so I can think. You make that difficult sometimes.”

I reached out to stroke my fingers gently over his wings.

He shuddered and turned his face to the side, watching my hands go over him, cheeks flushed. “Just a little higher. Gentle, gentle. Gods, Nevahn. Thosecallouses…”

Hellion kissed my shoulder. “So what do you want, Nevahn?”

I shifted my hips up and reached behind me to grip Cian’s cock, lining it up with my opening. “I want you two to fuck the soul out of my body.”

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