Page 72 of Kiss of Smoke

I gasped when his tongue found my clit, shivering when he licked against me.

“Jack,” I breathed, reaching for him. He peeled off my panties the rest of the way and joined Gwyn, the pair of them taking turns to run their tongues over me.

The sound of a door creaking cut through my reverie, and then I heard a heavy footstep.

“Starting without me?” Robin asked, his voice smoky and low.

I knew I had a damn good thing going when he was willing to skip training for this.

The bed dipped as he climbed in, and Jack shifted. The frost Fae wrapped his lips around one of my nipples, sucking until it hardened, and Robin stretched himself between my legs.

His tongue slid through my wet folds, and Gwyn kissed my lower stomach, circling my clit with his thumb.

I moaned, and Jack raised his head to kiss my lips. I felt something nudging at my entrance, and I opened my eyes to see Robin’s hard cock pressing into me.

“Are we all okay with this?” he asked, and I could hear the tension in his voice.

I nodded, stroking his cheek. “I want it.”

“Me too,” said Gwyn, sliding his finger between my ass cheeks and rubbing me there, making me gasp and push back against him.

“Me three,” Jack agreed. “Whatever Briallen wants.”

Jack kissed me again, and Robin pushed inside, his thick cock stretching me open.

My eyes slipped closed, and I bit my lip. The friction was incredible, and knowing that there were two others watching me… I had never felt anything like it.

I reached out and gripped Gwyn and Jack with either hand, stroking them in time to Robin’s thrusting.

Robin groaned, rocking into me harder. Gwyn reached between my legs again, and Jack leaned over to kiss me, his tongue sliding through my mouth.

Gwyn let out a sexy noise, his cock twitching in my fist.

Robin slowed down, teasing me with deep thrusts. I could feel Gwyn’s cock pulsing in my hand, hot and heavy, and I reached out for him.

Robin pulled out of me slowly, and Gwyn replaced him, stretching me open wide. He was smooth and hard, sliding into me easily, and I hooked my leg around his waist.

Gwyn moaned, his fingers digging into my thigh, and Robin kissed my neck, his hand cupping my breast.

“You’re amazing,” he whispered, his voice husky. “Do you want two?”

I nodded, biting my lip hard.

They adjusted me slowly, making sure none of it hurt. Soon I was seated in Gwyn’s lap, my breasts pressed against his chest, and his length in me all the way to the base.

Robin knelt behind me, nudging against my ass.

I sucked in a breath at the first sensation of him entering me, but he took it slowly, easing in inch by inch.

When he was all the way in, his hips pressed up against my ass, Robin began to steadily pump into me.

Jack let out a rough growl at the sight. “Fuck, Briallen.”

I crooked a finger at him, licking my lips. He got on his knees, and I wrapped my lips around him, letting my tongue stroke the smooth underside of his cock.

Gwyn’s hands were on my hips, gripping me firmly. He pulled me back onto him when I rose up, and I took him all the way, the smoky scent of him and the icy scent of Jack filling my nose.

I felt his rapid pulse through his cock, buried in me, and I squeezed him with my inner muscles.

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