Page 114 of A Game of Monsters

“Are you all right?” Duncan asked, voice a soft encouragement.

“Perfectly fine,” I replied, smiling at him and then at Erix. “In fact, never better.”

I stood from the bed, leaving them both to sit and watch me. Perhaps they expected me to change my mind, that my standing was a physical sign that I wanted this to end.

It couldn’t have been any different.

I knelt upon my screwed-up tunic, using the material to soften the press of my knees against the stone. Then I gave both men a command of my own. “Sit closer for me.”

“Not even aplease, where have your manners gone?” Erix said in jest, already shuffling up to Duncan’s side until their thighs touched. Seeing their closeness, seeing the comfort of their proximity, made the fire inside of me burn wilder.

“Since when has Robin ever had manners in the bedroom?” Duncan added, peering down his nose at me. His stomach muscles flexed with every inhale and exhale. Gone was the fragile body he’d found himself in. Not that the muscles mattered to me… but it was certainly an added bonus.

“Duncan,” I said, proving him right, edging command into my tone. “Undress Erix for me.”

Without another word, Duncan turned his attention to Erix. “Are you comfortable with that, Erix?”

“I amverycomfortable with that.” He nodded, silver eyes drinking in the angel at his side. “After all, what Robin wants, Robin gets.”

“As much as that sentiment burns a fire in my groin, this is actually about what you want, Erix.” I fixed my eyes to him, searching his soul for a reason to call a stop to this. “You are not here to fulfil my desires, but to share in them with me.”

Erix’s expression hardened for a moment. I knew that look – although it had been a long time since he looked at me with eyes glittering like that, I recognised it. He was serious about this, deep to his core.

“I want this,” Erix answered, making sure I understood each word and the emotion behind it. “Duncan, get to work. Undress me.”

My breath hitched in my throat, threatening to suffocate me. And with that, Duncan laughed, leaned forwards and began unbuttoning Erix’s shirt. With deft fingers, it took moments for it to peel away, revealing the impressive form of my personal guard.

“That’s much better,” I said, rubbing one hand up each of their thighs, drawing their attention back to me. Silver and green eyes devoured me, each as hopefully as the other. “But not completely perfect, at least not yet.”

“What would make it perfect for you?” Duncan asked.

“This.” One at a time, I undid their trousers. Duncan was first. He leaned back, lifting the weight of his arse as I pulled the material down the swell of his thighs. He was, as I already knew, hard as stone. His cock leaned upwards, the tip perfectly pressed over his bellybutton.

Erix was next. His heavy breathing ruffled across my hair as I remove his trousers, and then his undershorts. My cheeks reddened, heat racing up from my groin and filling my entire body.

There was a power in seeing both men hard for me. Their desire literally revealed inches from my face. I wanted them so desperately that I didn’t give pause before I reached with each hand, took them in it and held on as if my life depended on it.

“Slowly,” I said, as if reminding myself and them. “I want to savour this.”

“In your own time then, darling,” Duncan simmered, looking down at his cock in my hand. “All in your own time.”

I brought Duncan’s length to my mouth and wrapped my lips around its crown. The moment my tongue brushed against the curved tip, I tasted his seed. It was the encouragement I needed as I lost myself to the rhythm. From the sounds Duncan was making, he was enjoying every second. Which was why I was surprised when his fingers threaded my black hair and tugged me off him.

Lips wet with spit, chin dripping with escaping dribbles, I was forced to look up at Duncan whose face was pinched in pleasure.

“Now, Erix’s turn,” Duncan said, urging me gently toward Erix’s cock. “Show him what you have shown me.”

My cheeks pricked, filling with saliva and want.

As my mouth lowered to Erix’s cock, guided by Duncan’s hand on the back of my head, I remembered the last time we’d shared such a moment. The excitement and thrill. How Erix had always been so gentle with me, taking his time, always wondering about how I was feeling.

I made sure he got his answer as I locked eyes with him. Not only did I fill my mouth, but I also took Erix in so deep within my throat that a gag of enjoyment rushed out of me. Clearly, it was exactly what he wanted to hear. His moan echoed in response, mirroring my own.

With Duncan’s guiding hand movements on the back of my head, Erix lost himself to my mouth and tongue. As Duncan had, I tasted the sweet pleasure of Erix’s seed as it filled my cheeks and lathered my tongue. The more I sucked, the lap of my tongue brushing his balls the deeper I took him in, the more Erix seemed to seep into my mouth.

I made sure my time was equally spent between them both. No matter the building ache in my jaw, I enjoyed every moment. So much that at a point, I’d reached into the band of my trousers and palmed my own hardening length.

Breathless, I pulled back and told them exactly what I required. “I want to feel you both. Share me. Experience me. Andplease, don’t make me wait another moment.”

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