Page 76 of Serpent In White
Groaning out loud on Darian’s cock, my eyes droop while I try to focus on sucking, but it’s such a foreign feeling. It tickles, but like… in averygood way.
“Sweet sweet virgin ass,” Drake mumbles into me from behind, licking and sucking my hole, pushing his tongue in.God, his tongue is so long…“Relax your muscles so I can stick it all in, little mouse.”
I try to relax, slurping on Darian’s thickness while a tongue slides into my ass.
“Ummff…” I slump forward, unable to hold myself up anymore. But Darian keeps me in place, thrusting his cock in and out of my lips, alternating between watching me and what his brother is doing.
Drake’s tongue feathers again and again, sliding down to the space in between my ass and balls, really just eating me alive until more cum leaks from my cock onto the bed.
I’m swept up into a cloud of the naughtiest, filthiest pleasure I could ever imagine. I can barely feel anything but mischievous needy greediness; a yearning that turns me into a sexual plaything.
Wrapping my fist around Darian’s balls, I tug on them while he fucks my mouth, and Drake eats my ass.
“I’m gonna come, my prince,” Darian gasps, our eyes meeting while he keeps himself deep in my throat. “Swallow my cum,please, baby…”
I nod, preparing to take his load in my mouth. And when he snaps, he groans the sexiest noise I’ve ever heard, stroking my face while his huge dick pulses out salty liquid. There’s a lot. It fills my mouth, and I swallow and swallow, sucking him at the same time to get as much as possible.
Because he’s my King, and this is how I bow to him.
While Darian is coming in my mouth, purring my name over and over, Drake is plunging his tongue into my asshole, while jerking himself off. I can hear it,feelit.
“Abdiel,” Darian breathes, lifting me off his cock and shifting me. “It’s Drake’s turn.”
“Yes… please.” My voice is gone, raspy as hell, but it doesn’t matter. I spin back to face Drake, angling over him to take his dick in my mouth again.
I suck him gently while he pushes up to me, thrusting and thrusting, only a few times before he grunts, “Fuck, shit… I’m coming. Drink me down, baby.”
More cum bursts into my mouth, and I swallow it. It’s a lot and some spills over my lip. But I keep sucking for him, taking it all.
And somehow, without anything else touching my cock, I have another orgasm. Groaning on Drake’s dick, cum shoots out onto the bed, all over my abs.
By the time Drake pulls me off him, I have no idea where I am anymore. I could be on another planet for all I know; somewhere far from here, cruising the solar system.
My mind is a blizzard of static. I can’t feel my limbs. I feel nothing but endless peace.
I’ve been used up like a slutty little servant. Like a sexy toy, made to get my masters off. And I’ve never been happier, never felt more complete in all my existence.
When I come to, all the lights are out in the lounge and I’m lying in the big bed, beneath the softest comforter I’ve ever felt. My eyelids flutter, and I nuzzle into some warm skin which smells fantastic. I know right away that it’s Darian. His skin is so soft, covering hard muscles where my head rests on his wide chest, moving up and down with calm breaths.
I lift my face to find him asleep. Shifting, I turn, looking around for Drake. I spot him across the room, dressed and smoking what appears to be a rolled joint. I blink at him, and he just stares, watching us in the studious way he does with those snake eyes.
“You should come to bed,” I speak quietly, knowing it’s not really my place to request such a thing.
But we’ve gone through something together, the three of us. I don’t like the idea of him just leaving…
He’s quiet for a moment, his eyes momentarily severe, though he blinks slowly and exhales, visibly dropping his shield, just enough. “I don’t think I can…”
“Of course, you can,” I tell him. “I would like for you to be here. And I know he would,” I refer to Darian.
Drake puts the joint out by squeezing it between his fingers. I gape at him as he wanders over to the bed, relief swimming through me at the idea that he might come to sleep with us. It’s such an interesting notion…
I want to be with Darian. Now that we’ve been through what we have, I can admit to myself that I’ve been in love with him for a while. But after tonight, I don’t think we would ever make sense without Drake. And that’s a problem.
Because Drake seems to be the most emotionally distant person ever.
I know Darian is madly in love with him. Being with them together like this, seeing them together that night I watched… It’s clear. It will never go away. And I have my own feelings for Drake, separate from what I feel for Darian.
It’s complex and confusing, and I’m instantly wondering what the hell I’ve gotten myself into.
