Page 105 of Shattered Stars

I halt, peering up at my friend, his eyes dark with lust, and then down at hers, all needy.

“Together?” I choke out, close to coming inside her at the very thought of it.

“Y-y-yes,” she mewls, circling her hips and making me groan. Such a freaking brat!

“You’re not ready for that yet, sweetheart,” Azlan says, his voice straining with tension, the tendons on his neck looking like they might pop out.

“I am.”

“No,” he insists, “we’d hurt you.”

“I want you both inside me,” she says, circling her hips more desperately now, and squeezing my fingers tightly.

“You’re so tight, Miss Blackwaters,” I groan, “and you may have noticed we’re both pretty big.” I grin and she whimpers. “If it’s something you want to do, we need to prepare you first.”

“How about …” she pants beneath me, using her strength to roll up so we’re kneeling together on the sofa, her legs wrapped around me, “how about … the other place?”

“The other place?” I ask with a quirked eyebrow.

“Uh huh.”

Azlan edges closer so she’s sandwiched between our bodies. “Do you,” he says, his voice so strained now it sounds on the verge of snapping, “mean here, sweetheart?”

Over her shoulder, I watch as he slips his fingers between the plump globes of her ass and tickles her tight hole.

“Hmmmm,” she says dreamily.

“Fuck,” I say. “Have you ever …?” I peer up at my friend eagerly but he shakes his head. “I’m sorry sweetheart, but we’d need to prepare you there too. Loosen you up, stretch you a little.”

“Professor?” she says with more than a little hint of frustration. “Are you telling me there isn’t a spell that can do that for us?”

My eyes leap back to my friend.

“Do you know it?” he asked me.

Do I know it? Like every magical teenage boy hasn’t had the thing memorized forward and backward by the time he hits sixteen.

Have I ever used it? Not for a while.

“Are you sure about this?” I ask her, leaning back a little so I can see her properly. She has that drowsy, dreamy look about her – it’s nearly as hot as the brattiness – but her eyes are bright and eager and through the bond I can feel how much she wants this.

Fuck, I want it too. I’ve been fantasizing about it over and over again in my mind, not really believing it was a fantasy that would ever come true.

“I can do the spell, sweetheart. But it doesn’t mean it won’t be uncomfortable, especially for your first time.”

“I’m not afraid,” she says, lifting her chin in that defiant way she does.

“Of course, you’re not,” I say, smiling at her and brushing the hair from her face. Then I close my eyes and whisper the words, letting my magic get down and personal with her backside, something that has my cock twitching in her pussy.

“Ohhhh,” she moans, and maybe I’m wrong. Maybe this won’t be uncomfortable, maybe she’s going to enjoy it a lot.

I expect my friend to go straight for the jackpot. After all, he’s been away from our mate for days. Instead, he’s falling forward on his hands and knees and nuzzling his nose between her ass cheeks. She whimpers and then he’s nuzzling her with his lips and his tongue, showing that tight hole of hers a whole lot of love.

“Do you like that?” I ask her, grinding into her pussy as Azlan licks out her backside.

“Yes,” she whimpers and I think I fall that little bit more in love with her. The things she’s willing to try, to do, to risk. Fuck I really do love her.

I lift her right leg, wrapping it higher around my waist, opening her up for me and Azlan and then I kiss her, raking her bottom lip through my teeth, making her moan some more.