Page 188 of Serpent In White

“I should cock-slap you for that,” Darian laughs.

“You probably should.” Drake winks at our King.

“Youdefinitelyshould,” Abdiel and I say at the same time.

“Okay, enough chitter chatter.” Darian shoves Drake.

Drake grabs Abdiel’s jaw and kisses him. The way their mouths move together is nothing shy of hypnotic. I could watch them make out for hours.

But then both of their faces are between my thighs, right next to each other, and they’re both kissing all over, my inner thighs, then my pussy. My legs are spread wide enough to fit them both, that balmy flush still burning up my face as I watch Drake’s long tongue slink out to graze my clit. Then Abdiel’s does the same.

I whine, fingers on each hand in both of their hair while they French kiss each other over my clit, tongues lapping and circling. Drake goes in for some suction that crosses my eyes. Then Abdiel does it. Drake sticks his tongue inside me. Then Abdiel.

It’s like they’re playing a game of Horse on my vagina.

Meanwhile, they’re writhing together, rubbing their erections into one another, muscles touching, large, masculine hands fondling everywhere. It’s amazingly hot, watching these two men together while they’re eating me, savoring me like a delicious delicacy.

Drake pulls away and leaves Abdiel to feast on me while he goes back to Darian. My eyes can’t decide where they’d rather be, on the beautiful boy eating me out for the first time ever, or on the sexy as fuck dude deep-throating the other sexy as fuck dude until he’s practically choking.

Abdiel leaves me at the brink of orgasm, and I whine, watching as he comes up, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand.

“Kiss me,” he growls, not giving me a moment before he’s sucking at my lips. “Taste how delicious you are, baby.”

I’m melting everywhere as his long, thick erection settles over me, slipping and sliding in my arousal.

“Fuck me,” I plead into his mouth, and we both purr.

“You sure?” His hand glides up to cup my breast, thumb brushing my pert nipple.

“Positive.” I grab at his firm ass, trying to get him inside me faster.

Darian’s panting distracts me for a moment, and I peek over to see Drake’s fingers between his legs while he sucks and sucks, all the while watching Abdiel and me like a live show.

There’s so much going on, I don’t know how I’m even functioning.

Abdiel presses the tip of his cock up to me, sinking into my body, slow, careful, and treasuring. His eyelids flutter as he drops his forehead onto my shoulder.

“Motherfuck, that feels good…” he rumbles, shoving inches into me until I’m breathless.

The sensation of having him inside is unlike anything I’ve felt before. It feels… right. Morerightthan anything ever has. Like we’re Legos, snapping together in just the perfect shape.

Abdiel pushes into me, deeper and deeper, my moans and whimpers saturating the air as his big, perfectly rigid cock fills me, all the way up.

The smooth feel of his skin inside reminds me that we’re bare, unprotected. But then that doesn’t matter, because they’re all safe here.

We’re not on the Outside, with death, disease, and consequence.

We’re The Principality. And everything is perfect.

“Fuck… yes…” I sigh as he bottoms out, clawing at his shoulder blades.

His mouth moves onto my breasts while he thrusts, in and out, stroking himself in me, over and over, building up a rhythm in friction that has me soaring. I’m moving up to the edge of a climax already when I see movement.

Drake has pulled himself away from Darian, who’s looking all sorts of restless and flushed, moving over to Abdiel. He drops kisses all over Abdiel’s back and shoulders as Darian hands him a small bottle. He opens it and pours out some liquid, rubbing it onto his erection. Then he swipes his fingers between the cheeks of Abdiel’s ass.

“Good God…” Abdiel whimpers, pushing his hips up on a backstroke, giving Drake more access.

Drake grins, humming as he does something that swells Abdiel’s cock like crazy inside me. I think I have a guess as to what it is…