Page 35 of Gemini Hunted
“An Unseelie,” I pant, “perceives… what mere mortals… cannot.”
Ronin’s husky chuckle rises from the bed. “Best be careful with that Dark Fae, love. Looks like he’s got your number, dead to rights.”
Since the moment I returned to this sex-drunk ship, I’ve been intensely aware of Ronin. The way I’m always intensely aware of him—my lost love, my first love, the savage mortal boy I loved to despair, now grown to a man most formidable—crouching on the edge of the senator’s obscenely large bed to savor my undoing.
While I clutch Vasili’s head and rock into his divine mouth, my gaze slews toward Ronin. Black hair swirling in acloud of ink around him, he falls forward on hands and knees to accommodate the wolf—Lucius Aries—who looms behind, lubing his own thick girth and the ruddy knot swelling at the base of his shaft.
Vasili hums around my cock in a way that’s so intensely pleasurable he makes my vision blur. He backs off a little, then sucks me in deeper, his skilled tongue lapping the tender underside of my cock. His finger steals behind my balls to tickle the vulnerable nerve-packed span of my perineum.
My rear passage—which is certainly off limits to this creature, just as his hole is off limits to me—flutters and clenches in protective instinct.
“You’re being so nice to him, Goblin King,” Zara whispers. Her small hand glides down my abdomen and wraps around the base of my cock. Her fingers stroke and knead me in a building rhythm.
Under Neo’s fascinated gaze, she’s holding my cock for Vasili to suck.
Neo gasps and leans closer to watch. I vow, the poor boy’s glasses are steaming.
Goddess save me.
This witch and her warlocks will be my absolute ruin.
Vasili closes a slender hand over hers. Fuck the moon, now they’re both kneading me. His silken mouth bobs along my straining length like he knows his business. Well, he’s certainly watched closely enough while Zara and Ash and Ronin get me off. He knows how I like it. Hard and fast and ruthless the first time, then languid and lingering as the night lengthens.
How I wish I could fuck him. I’d risk my own crown for that rare pleasure. But he guards that precious hole of his like a sacred talisman.
As matters now stand, I cannot fuck him.
Failing that, I wish I could trust him.
But I am no such fool.
He has my vulnerable cock fully seated in his fanged mouth. If I press him before he’s ready, Vasili Romanov is eminently capable of following through on his threat of castration.
“Mmmm, that’s so nice,” Zara encourages both of us. “Look what the two of you are doing to Neo… and Ronin.”
In the senator’s big bed, Lucius and Ronin are fucking. The headmaster has a fist wrapped in Ronin’s long hair and Ronin’s face shoved brutally into a pillow. But Ronin has twisted so he can still watch, amber eyes gone glassy and pupils blown wide with pleasure. As Lucius pounds into him from behind, powerful body flexing, chestnut curls flying around his shoulders, the wolf shifter bares his fangs at me in a savage grin.
As for Neo, he’s hovering so close that he’s practically pressed his nose to my thigh. Now he glances up at me for permission, which I grant with a lordly nod, then lays a timid hand on my hip. He’s holding me steady, like Zara herself. But his other hand hovers near his own prodigious length. Through his steamy glasses, his beseeching stare lifts again to mine.
He’s aching to touch himself. But he’s waiting for permission.
“You’re a very good boy, sweeting,” I tell him, my own voice slurred with pleasure. “Show me how you touch yourself.”
His throat moves as he swallows. A blush washes over his strong cheekbones to warm his fair skin.
“Go on, baby,” Zara encourages him, voice soft with love. “You’re allowed.”
She’s still holding my dick for Vasili to suckle, but she ruffles Neo’s magenta curls with a gentle hand. She’s his alpha as well as his queen, so that’s all the consent he requires.
In an agony of blushes, Neo bows his head and presses his brow to my thigh. But his hand sneaks down to palm his own thick shaft.
“My, my,” Vasili backs off my cock to murmur. “Someone has big eyes for our First Boy. But I’m his alpha too, Your Radiance. You should also be askingmypermission—”
“Youare otherwise occupied.” Heartless, I clench my fists in Vasili’s gilded hair to pin him in place and thrust into his wicked mouth until my cock bumps the back of his throat. “No more sulking and mouthing off. Show me how much of my cock you can take. King to king.”
No doubt, this is a calculated risk.
But this infuriating warlock has been teasing me with nibbles at the apple all night, and I’m mindless with hunger for a proper bite.
