Page 28 of Stormbringer (Tracthesian Academy #1)

H ellion took a seat, his legs didn’t want to hold any longer, and watched as Marc pulled out of Wayla. She snarled something, but he just deftly flipped her over, so that her face was in Jarred’s lap and then pushed back into her from behind.

Wayla sighed, wiggled a bit, and arched her back. She looked magnificent between the two large males. Where Marc was wide, with a thick dick to go with it, Jarred was tall and well-formed, with an equally long and well-formed dick of his own.

It was a good thing Hellion was very secure in his manhood; otherwise, seeing the woman of his dreams being speared from both ends would have given him an inferiority complex.

Marc had stayed hard past two of Wayla’s orgasms, but Hellion had a feeling he wasn’t going to be able to hold out with her splayed out like that. His thrusts were harder and faster now, pushing Wayla down on Jarred’s dick.

If she minded, she didn’t show it. Wayla licked and lapped and sucked at Jarred like he was her favorite treat in all the realms. From the pained expression on his face, Hellion smartly deduced that he was doing his best to hold back.

He was analyzing everything again. Every catch in her breath, the way her ass pushed back at Marc’s thrusts, the way she tried to rub her breasts against the sheets, not quite making it.

Hellion took a long drink from the cup Jarred had left on the table and then moved to kneel on the floor. He reached under Jarred’s leg with both hands, twisting a bit, and captured both of her nipples. Now, when she swayed, his hold would tug against them.

He usually liked to watch from afar, but he couldn’t stay away from Wayla if there was any way he could help. Adding a bit of a twist, he drove her higher.

“Make them come, beautiful,” he urged her softly. She had come so many times already that it had to be hard for her. Hellion wanted to caress her with his power, but held back. She needed to burn it all away, not feel any more. Jarred had been right to snarl at him about the candles.

Wayla whimpered, wordlessly begging for more. Hellion tugged at her nipples hard and rolled them between his fingers. She groaned and swallowed Jarred even deeper.

“That’s it, beautiful,” he encouraged her and kept rolling her nipples. “Your pet is about to come. Are you going to swallow his cum, beautiful?”

“Mmmmmmh,” Wayla hummed long and hard, and Hellion chuckled.

“Hear that, Jarred? I think she’s going to drink you down.”

“Hear?” Jarred gasped. “I can feel that.”

Hellion’s own dick was turning hard yet again, but he focused on torturing Wayla’s nipples. Marc was suspiciously silent, and when Hellion glanced over, he saw his head thrown back and eyes squeezed shut. He chuckled.

“Marc is hanging on by a thread, beautiful. Milk him with your pussy and he’s a goner.”

Marc’s roar told Hellion she had followed his suggestion. When he began to fuck her fast and hard, Wayla hummed around Jarred’s cock, sending him off too. He grabbed her head and pumped into her mouth without a care.

The only one not coming was Wayla. Hellion frowned, trying to read her body. She was hanging on the edge, but needed something from them to break through. He let one of her nipples go and moved his hand lower.

She didn’t press to meet his touch. Jarred finished and pulled out of her mouth, panting. Marc was slowing down too, spent.

Fuck no. She would be left hanging.

Hellion leaned in and bit her earlobe gently. Wayla gasped. Like he was reading Hellion’s mind, Marc sat on his heel, pulling Wayla up with him. He stayed inside her pussy and grabbed her breasts hard, massaging them.

“Jarred, her nipples,” Hellion directed. Marc nudged her thighs wider with his legs, and Hellion had the access he wanted. She was whimpering, trembling, and fighting against the orgasm. “I’ll stop as soon as you come,” he told her.

Wayla’s eyes widened, just as his palm landed on her pussy. Jarred was on his knees and kissing her shouts away, but he twisted to give him the space to continue. Marc was murmuring encouragement into her ear, and Hellion landed the second spank.

Her whole body jerked. She no doubt was overstimulated and surfing the edge of pleasure and pain. If it hadn’t been a power buildup, he would have pulled back, soothed and calmed her down.

Now, he needed her to break.

“Anytime now, beautiful,” he goaded her. The next two spanks were light and fast. Wayla tried to twist away, but Marc had her secured in place, and Jarred tugged her nipples harder in response. Her thighs began to tremble.

“Hold her,” he murmured and then landed the final, hardest hit straight over her engorged clit.

Marc and Jarred crushed Wayla between them as she screamed her heart out. Heat poured out of her in waves. Hellion’s palm turned wet with her cum. He held it in place, trying to soothe the hurt into pure pleasure.

It took a long time until Wayla’s body stopped coming and she fell limp against them. Jarred kissed her temple and helped to keep her steady as Marc pulled out of her.

“I’d say that was a successful round one,” Marc said.

“She’ll need a shower,” Hellion replied, pulling away. “You should—”

“No, you and Jarred take care of that,” Marc interrupted.

“No, you should,” Hellion tried to say, but Marc continued.

“I’ll change the sheets and get her something to drink and eat.”

“I hurt her. She won’t want me to touch her,” Hellion spat out, feeling out of sorts. He couldn’t pinpoint why, but he felt rattled. His tone got both Jarred’s and Marc’s attention. Wayla was out cold. Marc shook his head.

“She absolutely needs you to touch her, especially now.”

“But—”

“He’s right, Hel,” Jarred said. “If she’d made me come like that, I’d want her, her, and no one else, to hold me afterwards.”

“Really? Even though I didn’t ask her?” Hellion couldn’t mask his hopeful tone.

Jarred nodded. “Absolutely. She liked what you did. Sure, you need to talk some things out and set boundaries before you do it again and either of you accidentally crosses any line, but for tonight, for the state she’s in…

you did good, okay? So, how about you take her, and I’ll turn the water on and assist.”

“Okay.” Hellion relaxed and leaned down to kiss Wayla’s brow before gathering her into his arms and carrying her to the shower. “We’ll take good care of you, beautiful.”