Page 41 of Gemini Hunted
As Lucius snarls and pistons into his mate, my fingers lace with Ronin’s hot Leo grip.
Lucius’ reddish gaze fixes on V—his co-alpha—reaming the queen they share. His wolf voices a growl of approval. Then Lucius bends over Ronin’s back, wraps an arm around Ronin’s waist and a hand around Ronin’s straining dick, and starts pumping.
“Oh, fuck me,” Ronin groans. “Fuck.Lucius. Keep that up and I’ll—make a bloody mess—all over the senator’s bed.”
“That’s the general idea, my dear one,” Lucius says, gruff with tenderness, in his guttural wolf voice. “I live to make you messy.”
“Sign me up for that too,” I gasp and tighten my grip on Ronin, just to add my two cents. I love those two guys together.
Then I gasp again, because V latches onto my nipple in a hard sucking pull, tugging and twisting my nipple ring just the way I love it. Simultaneously, his hand burrows between us to tease the mating scars next to my pussy. Those scars are from his newest bite, and they’re extra sensitive.
I’m already tingling like I stuck a fork in a socket, and hoping like hell I don’t accidentally summon lightning, when he starts teasing my swollen clit.
He wants my full attention.
Like I need to be concentrating on just him so he can win the fertility race of little spermatozoon swimmers going down in my uterus.
Obligingly, I scrape my nails down the graceful sweep of V’s spine and burrow a finger between the perky swells of his ass. I’m kinda jealous of all the ass play my guys get, for real. I myself would enjoy having a cock for one night so I could reamthemfor once.
Hmmm, now thatwouldbe entertaining.V’s thoughts twine around mine as his clever finger circles my clit.But I’d still be your dominant alpha.
Maybe, I parry, just to tease him, even while I rock my clit into his touch.You let Max fuck you. Bet you’d let me do it too, wouldn’t you?
I barely let Max… oh, wicked hell… Zara…
Grazing the tight rim of V’s pucker with my index finger makes him speechless. He shivers and moans and his arms break out in goosebumps. All of which just spurs him to fuck into me harder and faster and deeper.
He’s losing his heartless Goblin King mind inside me and I fucking love it.
In fact, I love it so much I’m gonna come.
Again.
This time, I’m not doing that shit alone. I probe Vasili’s puckered hole, while he shudders and whimpers behind his teeth. Moaning, he mouths his way up my sweating neck. When I wiggle my finger past the tight ring of muscle and penetrate him barely an inch, he loses it.
His ass squeezes my finger like a vise. His cock swells and spasms, then spurts hot jets of warlock jizz against the rippling walls of my pussy. I can practically visualize, against my currently closed eyelids, the milky kick of his seed shooting into my uterus.
My bent knees dig into my shoulders, my hips strain and pump into him, and my head falls back in a primal scream of triumph.
The bedside lamp flickers under the force of my witchcraft, but the bulb doesn’t burst.
Jesus, he’s still coming.
He’s still fuckingcoming, he’s drenching my inner walls and filling every nook and crevice of my uterus with ribbons of potent goblin spunk.
That’s when he sinks his vicious fangs into the side of my neck.
I wail from the heart, in a vibrato of mingled protest and intense pleasure. His deep groan of satisfaction is muffled in my flesh.
While I swear at V like a breathless sailor, Ronin clutches my hand and bellows his own climax to the rafters and basically makes a cum-splattered mess out of the senatorial splendor of Neo’s dad’s bed. Lucius barely manages to stay bipedal while hefucks himself into a howling shuddering frenzy of a finish deep in Ronin’s receptive ass.
Those two are knotted together, so they topple sideways in unison and spoon into each other (with Lucius’s hairy body functioning as the big spoon), falling across Zephyr’s unresisting legs.
The Dark Fae King strokes Ronin’s tangled hair tenderly out of his glassy eyes, then holds out a tentative hand to Lucius. Our headmaster rubs his whiskered jaw roughly into Zephyr’s palm.
Aaawwww. Lucius is scenting him.
That sign of Lucius’ acceptance makes Zephyr’s wary face soften into a slight but definite smile.
