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Veylor hummed again, the thickness of Oryx’s fingers and the quick lapping of Veylor’s tongue was quickly bringing me close to the edge.

“Fuck,” I whispered, grinding my pussy against Veylor’s mouth.

Oryx chuckled deeply behind me. “Not too hard, pet, I need to put another two fingers inside you.” He lifted my hips just enough and slipped another two fingers inside. “That’s it. Three thick fingers for our little pet.”

It was so tight, so unbelievably tight. The thrusts of his hand and Veylor’s mouth between my legs was becoming unbearable.

“I’m going to come—”

“No,” Oryx growled. “Not yet.” His tongue swiped my shoulder. He pulled his fingers back and went to set another finger inside.

Not, four.

Oryx’s fingers were thick, there wasn’t a way…

“Shh, my pretty pet is greedy. She will take my fingers.”

I nearly preened at his praise. I loved it when he talked me into things. I put my complete trust in him especially when he beganto talk me through it. “Good, pet, just like that. Look how well you take all four.”

The stretch of his knuckles sent fire through me, each withdrawal and plunge making me gasp and rock back to meet him. Veylor's grip tightened on my waist as his mouth sealed against me, drawing a desperate cry from my lips.

“That’s it,” Oryx snarled. “Come all over my fingers. I want you to come into his mouth.”

I arched like a drawn bow, mouth open in a soundless cry as pleasure crashed through me in relentless waves. Sweat slicked my skin, my pulse thundered in my ears, and every nerve ending sparked with electric life.

Oryx pulled his fingers from me, slurping them in front of me. My weak body was moved to straddle Oryx and Veylor arose from the bed and planted a passionate kiss on my lips.

Veylor's shadows cradled me, suspending me just high enough that my still-throbbing flesh brushed against the ridged underside of Oryx's length. Each sucker along his shaft pulsed rhythmically, creating a gentle suction against my swollen lips that made me gasp.

“I hope you aren’t too tired, because, the best part is yet to come, darling,” Veylor ran his hands up my body from behind, his knees straddled over Oryx.

Oryx looked as smug as he could with his skull. He laid his massive head on the pillow and had his hands resting underneath.

“I cannot promise I will not touch the both of you. You both look delectable.” Oryx licked his maw from one side to the other.

I panted. “More to come?”

“In order to bond you we must be inside you, at the same time. One entry.” Veylor ran his hand up Oryx’s dick that was hugging my mound. “Then a claiming mark. It's rather barbaric, perhaps that is why the higher ranking fae didn’t believe in it.”

A shiver ran through me, and Oryx's bone-white face tilted playfully. "Our little pet has a fondness for teeth."

Veylor chuckled darkly. “I think she might be more interested in double penetration.”

Chapter 53

Veylor

Do not fuck this up.

Oryx had properly stretched Vesper, but it would be a tighter fit than what she was used to. Since she was part frostwhisperer, I didn’t have as much concern anymore.

She was compatible, especially with her being the anchor to our triad.

Oryx was dripping with seed and even I was spurting precum like a faeling.

Oryx snarled and bucked his hips. “I can’t hold on the way she is grinding her pussy against my balls. Get her on my dick now!”

A low laugh escaped me as I gripped her hips and raised them. Tendrils of darkness extended from my form, teasing her nipples to hardened points while securing her arms behind her back. Her wrists bound, I guided her down with excruciating slowness until Oryx's length claimed her.