Page 37 of Hers to Claim

Dohal’s body was a masterpiece of muscle and scorching skin that she wanted to explore for a lifetime. Her hands moved to touch his chest, then traced his ribs. The simple contact made him groan into her mouth.

Under her fingers she felt the raised symbols that marked him everywhere, slightly hotter than even his skin. Though the heat prickled, she had no fear that he would burn her. He had marked her with fire on their first meeting, but that had been intentional, not incidental.

She looked up into his black eyes and marveled at the way they seemed like endless caverns of night that she could fall into forever. Within the yawning darkness glimmered the faintest impression of stars as if in memory. Her hands slid up his back, nails scoring lightly, setting off a purr that rumbled through her and took her breath away.

There was nothing she wanted more than his pleasure. The dark tendrils of it burrowed under her skin where they touched. She wrapped her leg around his thigh, angling her hips in the hopes of seducing him with the slick warmth of her body.

Dohal broke the kiss with an amused chuckle. “I have been waiting to feel you writhing on my cock for decades. You will not tempt me.” He pressed his fingers into her soaking cunt with a rough thrust that made her gasp. “No matter how shamelessly you tease me.”

He bit her lips as he made a few hard strokes of his thick fingers. When she lifted her hips and moaned, he stopped. With a grin, he withdrew his fingers slowly. “Now go back to your body and fuck your paramours with that needy cunt while you imagine that it’s me.”

Mari jolted from the dream with a start, back in the pool house. She was pressed up against Cisco with her hand around his erect cock as he watched her with an amused expression.

“That must have been an interesting dream,” he said with a wry twist to his voice.

“Did I…?”

“Wake me by manhandling me? No. Your magic woke me a while ago when you revved into the red. I wasn’t sure if I should wake you.” He grinned. “Then you got handsy.”

Every drop of her power was gone, just as it had been in the dream. “It was Dohal.”

Cisco searched her face. “You don’t seem upset or afraid.”

“No, I think it was okay.”

Rio’s arm hooked around her waist from behind her as he let out a yawn. “Are we talking or having sex? Because I’m only waking up for one of those right now.”

She pushed his hand between her legs and maneuvered his fingers until he was knuckle-deep in her drenched cunt. “What do you think?”

“Spirits, you’re soaked.” He stroked her gently. “Shadow Daddy must have treated you right.”

Cisco rolled his eyes. “Are you sure you’re okay?” He reached to touch her face, concern softening his voice.

“Yeah, he was actually kind of sweet.” She rubbed her cheek against his palm and showed him a flirty smile. “And really fucking hot.”

“Oh yeah?” Cisco said, sliding closer. “Tell me what he did.”

Mari moved his hand between her legs to join Rio’s, enjoying the way a feral intensity moved over his expression when he felt her wetness. “He feasted on me for what felt like hours.” She pressed his fingers deep. “Bringing me to the edge over and over but never letting me come until he’d had his fill.”

Rio’s satisfied purr vibrated through her as he leaned to nuzzle her neck. “That sure sounds like my idea of a good time.”

Cisco threw a scorching look at Rio when the puma started stroking in and out of her slowly. “And after that?”

Mari bit her lip as desire curled inside her. It took a moment to regain her composure enough to speak. “He climbed on top of me and told me that even though he’d already waited decades for me, he wouldn’t fuck me until he could come to me in the flesh.” She rocked her hips, feeling their fingers working in tandem inside her.

Cisco bent to whisper in her other ear, “And how did that make you feel?”

She closed her eyes, remembering what it was like to feel all of that power looming over her, knowing somehow that it washers for the asking. “Like I wanted to devour him. Like all of his pleasure was mine to savor.”

Cisco lowered his head so that his lips brushed over her neck as he murmured, “So greedy.” The low rumble of approval in his voice washed over her. “Tell us how you’d take him for your own.”

She slid one arm around Cisco, trailing her fingers over the delicate arch of his wing. “I’d lay him on his back with his wings stretched out under him.”

Cisco groaned softly into her neck. “Exposed and entirely at your mercy.” He withdrew his fingers, making her sigh with regret, then rolled onto his back gracefully, arranging his wings so they spread out over the bed. “And then what would you do with him?”

Mari eyed the feast laid out before her, lingering over the hard length of his cock where it jutted up from his pelvis. She could no more resist the offering than she could stop breathing. With a parting kiss and a whisper of promise for Rio, she prowled across the bed toward Cisco.

He watched her approach but didn’t move, his expression open and curious.

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