Page 77 of Fawn

We both watch Fawn in Jude’s arms, taking in the arresting sight of his light caress as he asks her about her day in a soft, low voice.

Eiden is not one for watching. He has very little restraint and has been known to come with little or no physical stimulation.Nox’s presence would keep him in line. But Nox is dealing with his own demons and will return later.

A spike of tension shoots through Eiden as Jude slides his hand under the open slit of Fawn’s gown, and he begins stroking up and down her thigh.

Eiden shifts in his seat. It really is a pity Nox is not here to watch Eiden squirm.

I guess that leaves me to do the best I can in his absence.

Like he can read the wayward direction of my thoughts, Jude brushes her long hair over her shoulder, exposing the plump swell of her breast and the hard point of her nipple puckering the material of her gown. He brushes the pad of his thumb across it, and she arches into his touch.

Her eyes, like they did so many times while we traveled, meet mine.

She enjoys that I watch her while Jude pleasures her, just as I enjoy seeing him handle her. Their intimate connection may be new, but it’s strong, and they are instinctive with one another.

I cannot wait to see her with Eiden.

And Nox… Especially Nox. My stag likes well the roughness Jude sometimes exhibits with her. Nox’s domination will be something else.

She gasps as Jude pinches her nipple, rolling it roughly with his fingers.

“Make her ride you,” I say. “But I want her facing me.”

Fawn sucks in a sharp breath.

Eiden groans.

Jude issues a low growl, although he does not hesitate to put her in place.

“Dress off or on?” he asks casually.

I consider this for a moment. My antlers are threatening to sprout, but I might be able to control them if she is in a state of partial dress. “On. But I want to see her pretty tits while she ridesyou, and I want a clear view of your dick sliding in and out of her.”

Jude pushes her dress over her shoulders, letting it pool in the crook of her arms. It presents a captivating sight of partial dress and exposes both her pretty tits. Then he encourages Fawn to slide her thighs open around his, slowly drawing her skirts up, putting her into position and on display as requested.

Eiden whimpers as Jude pets her through her silk panties, the unmistakable wet patch confirms how much our little doe is on board with this. As for Eiden, I’m confident he’s going to come in his pants if I don’t take control.

I reach to stroke the back of his neck, watching Jude cup Fawn’s tits from behind, making her nipples nice and hard, ensuring she is fully aroused.

“Please,” Eiden begs.

“You don’t get to touch her,” I say. “Not without Nox here… But there are other things you can do.”

He falls to his knees. I part my thighs obligingly and relax back as he frees me from my pants and sucks me down with an enthusiasm he’s renowned for.

Fawn’s jaw hangs slack as she stares at Eiden as he worships my cock with slow, teasing licks and soft kisses. I stroke his hair absently. He is calmer now, even if I’m paying the price. My mind strays briefly to the conversation I had with Nox. How he mentioned Eiden had been unruly, and Fawn became aroused… How he fucked Eiden while Eiden was going down on Fawn. I’d asked him how she had responded.“She encouraged it,”he said.

Her glazed eyes and panting tell me she likes what she sees: Eiden tending me with all the dutiful contentment of an omega who wants only to please.

“Let’s get these out of the way,” Jude says in a soft purr, tugging her wet panties down her thighs.

“If I may?” I hold out my hand.

Jude smirks and tosses them to me.

“Absolutely drenched,” I say, drawing them to my nose to inhale her sweet scent. My antlers fully sprout, and there’s not a damn thing I can do about it.

Eiden tenses and stills. Another scent permeates the air, the combined one of Fawn and Eiden. I already know they will be beautiful together when they make love for the first time. But there are many stages to completion. I intend to enjoy each and everyone. I tug lightly on his hair, and he pays me back by sucking my cock down his throat. With his nose buried against my crotch, he swallows over my length—brat. The pleasure is sharp and compelling and has me teetering on the edge.

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