them.
Davina lay to one side
of Grace and offered her neck. “Drink from me, my Grace.”
“And then from me,”
Trevor added as he stood looking down at the women.
Grace latched on to
Davina’s neck and sucked, her pull light wit h fatigue. Maybe they had taken too much from her in their
excitement. A touch to her legs startled Davina from her reverie. She looked to
see Trevor as he ran his hands along her legs, brushing fingers far too slowly
up her thighs. She moaned and opened h er legs,
begging for him to touch her where she needed to be touched. He teased though,
drawing his fingers in patterns over her belly while ignoring her hot, needy
core.
Davina closed her
eyes, focused on calming her body and enjoying the moment. Both of her mates were near. They had accepted their triad. She had
no disillusions that this would be easy, but it would be what they needed.
Together, the three of them would see the prophecy through and have their own
happily ever after. But right now, her happ y place
was calling out to be touched.
When a long finger
finally stroked through Davina’s folds, tapping her swollen clit, she couldn’t
hold back the gasp before Grace captured her lips. While Trevor moved his
talented fingers ever so softly, Grace stroke d her
mouth with her tongue. A deep hunger wrapped around them. Davina could feel
that her mates hungered for her just as she hungered for them. It was
incredible. Davina wanted to call out to Trevor, demand more, harder, faster,
but she couldn’t voice her demands with Grace
devouring her mouth.
Trevor stroked her
clit without mercy and the sensations racking her body climbed higher and
higher until she was on the cusp of an unholy orgasm. Davina’s body began to
quiver and Trevor must’ve felt her muscles ti ghtening.
He growled and fit his torso between her legs, spreading them wide. His beard
growth scraped the sensitive flesh of her inner thighs as he nipped at her
skin.
Davina whimpered. Dear
Goddess, she actually whimpered. A need like nothing she’d ever felt lit inside her and she pleaded for more, first with
her eyes, then reduced to begging with her words. Trevor wasn’t deterred. He
continued his slow exploration of her core, tongue diving into the depths,
circling and drawing full length along the oute r
folds. This man knew how to love a woman with his tongue.
Watching Trevor was
nearly as exciting as listening to his sounds. The lapping of his tongue
against her folds, the sucking as he drank in her honey, combined with the
symphony of Davina’s moans o f pleasure. Then, mixed
into this, were Grace’s moans. She’d stopped kissing Davina, enthralled by
watching Trevor as well. No telling who cried out first when Trevor bared his
sharp teeth and punctured Davina’s skin just above her clit.
As her blood filled
him, Davina felt a lock shifting into place within her. She had a greater sense
of his emotions, and of Grace’s as well. Their mating
bond was becoming deeper as each of them took from the other. The suck and pull
of each swallow drew D avina to the cusp of
convulsion.
“Grace, Grace, it’s
too much. Too much. I’m going to come. I can’t stop…”
Davina cried out, clutching Grace’s hands as her release swept over her.
“Oh,
Davina. Goddess, that was amazing.”
Chapter Four
Grace hadn’t ta ken her eyes off Trevor as he brought Davina to orgasm. He
sat up from between her legs and crawled around Davina’s leg to perch himself
in front of Grace. They were eye to eye, and when Grace attempted to look down,
Trevor placed his thumb under her chin to lift her
eyes to him.
“Double the pleasure,
Princess,” he whispered before brushing his lips over Grace’s mouth.
“I’ve never…” Grace
began.
“I understand.” Trevor
nodded.
Grace sensed that he
did understand, that somehow he knew without being told
just what her life was like. Without the promise of a
prophecy as Davina had, Grace lived with the
Davina lay to one side
of Grace and offered her neck. “Drink from me, my Grace.”
“And then from me,”
Trevor added as he stood looking down at the women.
Grace latched on to
Davina’s neck and sucked, her pull light wit h fatigue. Maybe they had taken too much from her in their
excitement. A touch to her legs startled Davina from her reverie. She looked to
see Trevor as he ran his hands along her legs, brushing fingers far too slowly
up her thighs. She moaned and opened h er legs,
begging for him to touch her where she needed to be touched. He teased though,
drawing his fingers in patterns over her belly while ignoring her hot, needy
core.
Davina closed her
eyes, focused on calming her body and enjoying the moment. Both of her mates were near. They had accepted their triad. She had
no disillusions that this would be easy, but it would be what they needed.
Together, the three of them would see the prophecy through and have their own
happily ever after. But right now, her happ y place
was calling out to be touched.
When a long finger
finally stroked through Davina’s folds, tapping her swollen clit, she couldn’t
hold back the gasp before Grace captured her lips. While Trevor moved his
talented fingers ever so softly, Grace stroke d her
mouth with her tongue. A deep hunger wrapped around them. Davina could feel
that her mates hungered for her just as she hungered for them. It was
incredible. Davina wanted to call out to Trevor, demand more, harder, faster,
but she couldn’t voice her demands with Grace
devouring her mouth.
Trevor stroked her
clit without mercy and the sensations racking her body climbed higher and
higher until she was on the cusp of an unholy orgasm. Davina’s body began to
quiver and Trevor must’ve felt her muscles ti ghtening.
He growled and fit his torso between her legs, spreading them wide. His beard
growth scraped the sensitive flesh of her inner thighs as he nipped at her
skin.
Davina whimpered. Dear
Goddess, she actually whimpered. A need like nothing she’d ever felt lit inside her and she pleaded for more, first with
her eyes, then reduced to begging with her words. Trevor wasn’t deterred. He
continued his slow exploration of her core, tongue diving into the depths,
circling and drawing full length along the oute r
folds. This man knew how to love a woman with his tongue.
Watching Trevor was
nearly as exciting as listening to his sounds. The lapping of his tongue
against her folds, the sucking as he drank in her honey, combined with the
symphony of Davina’s moans o f pleasure. Then, mixed
into this, were Grace’s moans. She’d stopped kissing Davina, enthralled by
watching Trevor as well. No telling who cried out first when Trevor bared his
sharp teeth and punctured Davina’s skin just above her clit.
As her blood filled
him, Davina felt a lock shifting into place within her. She had a greater sense
of his emotions, and of Grace’s as well. Their mating
bond was becoming deeper as each of them took from the other. The suck and pull
of each swallow drew D avina to the cusp of
convulsion.
“Grace, Grace, it’s
too much. Too much. I’m going to come. I can’t stop…”
Davina cried out, clutching Grace’s hands as her release swept over her.
“Oh,
Davina. Goddess, that was amazing.”
Chapter Four
Grace hadn’t ta ken her eyes off Trevor as he brought Davina to orgasm. He
sat up from between her legs and crawled around Davina’s leg to perch himself
in front of Grace. They were eye to eye, and when Grace attempted to look down,
Trevor placed his thumb under her chin to lift her
eyes to him.
“Double the pleasure,
Princess,” he whispered before brushing his lips over Grace’s mouth.
“I’ve never…” Grace
began.
“I understand.” Trevor
nodded.
Grace sensed that he
did understand, that somehow he knew without being told
just what her life was like. Without the promise of a
prophecy as Davina had, Grace lived with the
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