Page 56 of The Magic of Discovery
“I don’t exactly have a dick I can just whip out all nimbly bimbly,” I exclaimed, and they both chuckled.
“No, but you do have a dress one can easily ruck up around your waist. What do you say, kitten? Something tells me it won’t take long with how flushed you are,” Sloane observed, Fish nodding in agreement.
“Let us, sweetheart. I want to see your face when you shatter.” Fish stepped up to me, his eyes searching for permission. After nodding my consent, his hand lifted my skirt, exposing my lacy red panties.
“How wet are you, kitten?” Sloane asked, invading my personal space. His hand dipped into my underwear, swiping two fingers right up the center of me. My eyes squeezed shut when I realized I was drenched.
“She’s soaked, Fish. Taste her.” Sloane removed his hand and pushed his fingers into Fischer’s mouth, both men groaning as Sloane’s eyes shut and my legs shook.
“Sweet, just like I expected,” Fish teased, smiling at me, and my cheeks flamed.
Four hands moved to pull my panties down, and I stepped out of them quickly. I’d never done anything like this before, and the thrill of it was almost enough to have me orgasm on the spot. Sloane moved behind me, his hands pulling my hair, winding it around his fist before jerking my head to the side and sinking his teeth into my neck. All rational thought had abandoned me, and the only thing that mattered was getting the release I desperately needed.
Fischer smiled at me, leaning down to press kisses along my jaw. “Lift your leg, sweetheart. Let Sloane give you what you need. Let us take care of you.”
Even though he’d just sucked cock like a champ and was now persuading me to spread my legs for his dom, he was still incredibly gentle with me. My knee bent and a moan left my mouth as Sloane toyed with my nipples, Fish hooking my leg around his waist so that Sloane had a direct path to my cunt.
“Fish,” I said with a breathy sigh, “kiss me.”
His lips pressed against mine, soft and full, savoring me. The breeze to Sloane’s hurricane, they complemented each other perfectly, especially when Sloane’s fingers moved through my pussy, circling my clit in time with the presses of Fish’s lips.
“Oh, my gods, yes,” I moaned into Fish’s mouth just before two thick fingers pushed inside my wetness, and I clenched around them like a greedy sex-crazed witch.
Fischer gripped the inside of my knee, pulling my leg up even higher, allowing Sloane to torture me with three fingers now instead of two, his merciless ministrations driving me higher and higher.
“I’m going to make you come, kitten. I can already feel it running down your thigh. Perhaps I’ll have our boy clean you up with his tongue,” Sloane promised darkly, and I whimpered.
“I’m so close,please,” I begged as I reached for Fischer’s face again. “Come with me, Fischer, I need you to-” My request was cut off by a deep moan when Sloane curled his fingers inside of me.
Fischer made quick work of slipping his cock out, Sloane using his hand to coat his lover’s dick in my cream before sinking his fingers back inside of me.
“Fuck, I could come just from watching this. Sweetheart, you’re so beautiful.”
In the end, Sloane was right. It didn’t take long. The two men worked me over with their lips, hands, and fucking filthy words, bringing me to detonation in record time. When his thumb pressed hard on my clit as he curled his fingers inside of me, a strangled cry started to rip out of my lips before Sloane turned my face toward him and swallowed it with his mouth. My walls fluttered around his hand, and I broke the kiss when I heard Fischer grunting his release, ropes of hot cum hitting my thigh.
“Pet, you’ve made a mess on my kitten, and she’s made a mess of herself,” Sloane’s deep voice rumbled against my ear.
“It’s okay,” I breathed, my head lolling back against Sloane’s chest.
“We might fuck like beasts, kitten, but we’re not going to let you walk around with cum slipping and sliding between your thighs.” Sloane informed me just as Fischer dropped down to his knees, once again.
Surely he’s not... oh fuck, he is.
Lifting my leg under my knee, Fischer’s tongue licked a long path from the inside of my knee clear up to the apex of my thigh and I couldn’t do a damn thing but watch as he cleaned his desire from my leg.
“That’s it, that’s a good pet. Taste yourself on her skin,” Sloane encouraged and I swear to Jupiter that when his hand shot out and grabbed a handful of Fischer’s hair, guiding his face up to clean my cunt, I felt more wetness flood down my leg.
“Gods, sweetheart. Tasting us together…” He growled before running his tongue up my center, not in a way to get the party started again, but gently, like a caress. Once he was satisfied that he’d efficiently devoured every last drop, he peppered my skin with soft, thorough kisses.
My body deflated, melting against Sloane in sated relief.By the stars, they’re going to ruin me.Sighing, my eyes slowly opened, peering right into Fish’s. His appeared to be glowing now, black pupils still blown with the lingering lust that we were all coming down from, the iris a vibrant honey color that popped against his thick dark eyelashes. He was absolutely beautiful.
Dropping my leg to the ground, my dress fluttered back around my legs like nothing had happened. The small grin on my sweet mage’s face had me giving one in return, and he gently pressed both of his large palms against my face before dropping a sensual kiss on my lips.
The sudden loss of heat at my back made me twist my body to see where Sloane had gone, but I didn’t get far.
“Kitten,” he rasped in a deep, soothing balm that calmed my still racing heart.
Turning the other way, I found that my fire god had his arm wrapped around Fischer’s waist. I’d expected him to walk away from us, and the thought stung somewhere deep inside. But he hadn’t; he was here, and the relief I felt that he was still with us was surprising.
