Page 142 of Hell Fae Captive

It seemed Az was right about her desiring a little pain with her pleasure.Noted.

Not that this will be happening again.

Maybe.

I shook the thoughts away, focusing on the present instead and the feral way Az moved along the bed. I knew what he intended to do, but he straddled Cami’s torso instead, positioning his groin near her mouth.

“Suck me,” he told her. “It’ll help me fuck Ajax.”

I swallowed, aware of how much he was going to make it hurt.

He wanted to make me bleed.

His Phoenix craved it.

And rather than truly harm Cami, he planned to take that aggression out on me. I wasn’t sure where he’d been or what had set him off, but I’dfelthis aggressive energy while in the shower. I’d immediately shut off the water, grabbed a towel, and rushed out to shield Cami from his intensity.

Except I hadn’t been able to protect her entirely from his Phoenix, hence our current predicament. But at least I could save her from the eventual pain of Az’s release.

He wasn’t necessarily a sadist, but his Phoenix required an outlet. One that could handle the energy Az needed to expel.

I often served as that outlet, just as I would today.

But with the added benefit of Cami in the room.

And her sweetness in my mouth.

Cami released the blankets to grab Az, her nails biting into his hips as he pushed forward. I couldn’t see it, my angle from between her legs preventing me from witnessing her reaction to having Az in her mouth. However, the tensing of his muscles told me he liked it, and the way his head tipped back on a groan suggested she’d pleased him more than he’d anticipated.

Because Az was always in control.

Always the one dominating from behind.

Yet whatever her tongue did to him now had him visibly shaking with passion.

“Fuck, Ajax,” Az groaned. “She’s an enchantress. I may need to revise my intentions.”

He thrust forward, causing her to make a protesting sound. But the fresh wave of wetness between her thighs told me she liked his dominance. I understood because I did, too.

I circled her clit with my tongue again, worshipping her with my mouth and thanking her for taking care of Az.

He seemed ready to explode, his back and thighs and ass all tense as he drove into her. But he pulled away as a wave of energy thundered through the room.

Cami moaned, her hips leaving the bed. I pushed her back down with my palm against her lower abdomen.

Az moved away on shaky limbs, his Phoenix seeming to take over his features as he looked at me. I gave him a subtle nod, knowing what he needed. There wouldn’t be time for prepping. He would take me raw, just as he often threatened to do, and I wasn’t going to like it. But I would take it if it meant protecting Cami from his impending explosion.

Cami’s chest rose and fell, her arousal and exertion palpable. He’d blasted her with just a hint of the energy he needed to release, leaving her breathless and pink. Or maybe that was her excitement. Regardless, I worked her with my mouth, driving her toward another release and watching as her eyes rolled back into her head.

“Make her come a third time,” Az demanded as he positioned himself behind me. “I want to watch.”

Cami tried to object while in the middle of her current orgasm, but the sound died behind Az’s groan as he thrust into my ass. I cursed against her damp center, my insidesburningfrom Az’s assault. The wetness from her mouth had barely helped, but at least he hadn’t gone in dry.

“Fuck.”

“That’s my intention, yes,” Az said, driving in and out of me without bothering to ease into the motion.

It was brutal. Vicious. And so veryAz.