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Story: Princes of Ash
A work of beauty.
Reaching for him, I run my fingers over the taut muscles of his lower abdomen. His stomach caves, fingers curling in the sheets. I finally understand what Pace was saying before—the thing about my touch being like a hit of Scratch—because Wicker’s whole face collapses in rapture, breath quickening.
I fight a smile, barely believing that I can affect him this much.
But still, he watches me through a heavy-lidded stare, allowing me to take the lead. It’s how I discover he’s ticklish, his hips twisting as my fingers hook into the elastic of his boxers. When I pull them down, exposing his long length, I’m shocked to find that my mouth actually waters.
The only other time I did this was when he forced me to in the car, getting him ready to make a hasty deposit on the way to school. This time, I want it to be different. A pleasure we’ve both chosen.
The first touch elicits a sound that startles me. It’s deep and rumbling, nearly a growl, but there’s a plea in it too. I get the feeling I could ask him to beg for more, and he would.
Instead, I pump him in my hand, watching the skin thicken and turn a darker shade. His hips rise, and I bend, darting my tongue over the salty tip.
“Holy shit, Red.” When I glance up, he’s raking aggressive fingers through his hair, the line of his jaw taut. “This really isn’t going to take much.”
“Take him, Rosi,” Pace says, approaching the side of the bed. He reaches out to slide a palm down my backside, fingers running beneath my panties. I moan when he brushes over my pussy. “You’re not ready. Not yet.”
I’m not sure how because I feel the way his fingers slide into the slick heat. But maybe Pace just wants this for his brother, and to be honest, I want it, too.
Fisting Wicker’s cock in my hand, I lick down the side, flattening my tongue over the ridged underside. The move drives him to thrust his hand into my hair, cupping the back of my head with his massive palm.
“Careful,” Pace says, the words obviously meant for Wicker.
In a mindless, awed whisper, he says, “Her mouth is so fucking warm.”
Spurred on by his encouragement, I go back to the tip, swirling my tongue around the head before taking him all the way. Wicker’s hips thrust, and hekeens, fingers curling against my scalp. “It’s been a long time, Red. You keep teasing me, and I’ll come faster than a—fuck me,” he pants as I cup his balls, the grip in my hair tightening. “Jesus Christ, it’s so hard not to fuck your mouth right now.”
“I found one of those hydration packets in the pantry. It has everything in it for you to boost your electro—” Freezing, I glance over to see Lex moseying into the room, a sports bottle in his hand. He takes in the scene slowly, gaze jumping from Pace, to Wicker, and then to me, the tip of Wicker’s cock poised between my lips. I wait for the outburst, but he just sighs. “Guys, this isnotwhat I meant about keeping the Princess hydrated.”
“Why not? It’s salty, right?” Wick gently guides me back down. “I’m just helping her get ready for Pace.”
Pace asks, “Or do you have a problem with that?” Maybe he’s expecting just that since he’s let go of his cock, arms folding over his chest.
But Lex says, “Nope, not at all,” and sets the water bottle on the bedside table. He watches me, eyes darkening as my mouth drags up his brother’s cock. “Assuming either of you actually gets her off, it’ll help her relax, especially after waking up like that. Her cortisol levels are probably through the roof.”
Wicker groans. “Please don’t turn the first blowjob I’ve had in months into a science lesson.”
Snorting, Lex walks around the bed. I’m more surprised than I should be when his hand dips down to cup my belly, voice quiet and warm in my ear. “He okay?”
I nod.
Lex’s hand slides over my ass and pushes my panties down, no reservations as his fingers find my swollen, slick folds. Inhaling, I rut shamelessly against his touch, basking in his low curse. “Come on, she’s ready. Get her off and get some sleep.”
“Not yet,” Pace says, behind me now.
Wicker touches my chin, keeping my focus on him. It’s not hard with his incredible body and hot gaze pinning me as I draw him closer to the edge. He really does seem to be struggling, his breathing coming in these tight, short pants.
For curiosity’s sake, I sink down—way down—until he hits the back of my throat.
“Oh, fuck,” he hisses, urgency spilling from his words. “I’m gonna come, Red. You ready for me?”
I barely nod when he explodes, shooting into my mouth in a thick, hot spurt. Below the hands I’m bracing on his thighs, his muscles seize, body jolting. The fingers in my hair tighten and release in a senseless rhythm, and when I dart my gaze up, he lookswrecked, his pupils blown wide as he watches his cock throb between my lips.
The second he shudders the last of his release, he’s pulling me up to straddle his hips, capturing my mouth in a slick, salty kiss. Finally, he takes my breasts in both palms, thumbs sliding over my sensitive nipples. I rock into him, wanting friction, wondering what’s taking Pace so long.
I want him inside.
Need him.
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