Page 90 of Wicked Magik

Even if the thought was… really hot.

Oryx paused. “He would like to hear you, even watch.”

My face burned with embarrassment. I tried to push that thought away.

“He would grow hard for you, Vesper. He wants you just as much as I do.”

I shook my head.There wasn’t any way Veylor wanted me.

Oryx chuckled. “He does, he wanted us to fuck you at the same time. How would it feel to completely fill you?”

My eyes nearly bugged out of my head at the thought of that. I’ve read about that in books, but in real life? Wouldn’t that split you open or something? A body can’t really handle that can it?

Oryx inserted his fingers as his tongue swiped over my clit.

“Touch your breasts,” he commanded, the slurp of his tongue licked up my thigh.

Against better judgment and being the horny woman I had become for my monster, my hands trembled as I slowly moved them to my breasts, cupping them gently. I could feel the heat rising in my body, the flush spreading across my skin.

Oryx’s eye holes watched me intently, his growl of approval, his encouragement, as he continued to lavish my thighs with his tongue.

I tried to keep my breathing steady, quiet, but it's difficult with Oryx's fingers moving inside me, his tongue circling my clit. I let out a soft gasp, my back arching slightly. I could feel the pleasure building, the tension in my body increasing. I tugged at my nipples, rolling them between my fingers, sending jolts of pleasure straight to my core.

I groaned, looked to my left and saw Veylor awake, his eyes half lidded, his hands down his pants, holding his dick.

I should care, I should close my legs, push Oryx away and demand that Veylor get out of this damn room.

But I’m too far gone to care, because Veylor’s eyes are a sea of lust, staring at my naked body, not watching Oryx, but me. His eyes glance over my tits, then to my face and our eyes meet. He bites his lower lip and tugs his cock so hard it springs free from the confines of his pants.

“You’re beautiful,” he whispered.

Shit, what god do I curse here again?

Iridescent cum trickled down his cock and with another swipe of Oryx’s tongue I was done for, I came with a cry all while watching Veylor growling out my name.

I panted, Oryx still growling between my thighs, licking, snarling between them. Veylor came shortly after and Oryx jumped off the bed to lick his arousal as well. I gasped, my bodytoo weak to move as I watched Oryx’ tongue slide up and down Veylor’s shaft to not leave a trace behind.

Oryx hummed and Veylor gritted his teeth as he hissed. “Fuck! Oryx, gentle!”

My hand traveled between my legs watching the two. I’ve never seen two males, let alone a monster and a fae, but I think I found a new kink I wanted to explore.

Ugh, why did I have to like it?

My body was thrumming with curiosity but exhaustion was taking over quickly. My fingers fell away and post orgasm clarity was coming in so fast.

I let Veylor watch, and I liked it. I found my attempted murderer attractive, and I wanted him.

I was sick.

My body was becoming weaker and weaker by the second. My eyes burned to stay open.

I sighed. “Oryx?” I leaned my head back on the pillow, unable to put a blanket over my body.

Oryx backed away from Veylor and came to my side. “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean…”

“It’s okay, I’m just tired…” I couldn’t even lift my hand to cup his face. “It was good, so good.” I couldn’t blame this on Oryx, he didn’t know. He was my good boy.

Oryx nuzzled my face.