Page 28 of Call of the Ride
She sighed in pleasure, leaning back and spreading her legs to give me better access. “What do you mean, my Beautiful Sun,” she murmured, digging her claws deeper into my hair, making me shiver. “I just want you.”
“But I don’t feel that’s enough,” I replied, straightening and bunching her skirt until I could spy that tease of hair between her legs. My cock was already so hard, I feared I wouldn’t last long once my mouth was on her.
Of course, that doesn’t stop me from wanting a taste…
I pushed her further up the bed, spreading her wide so I could drag the flat of my tongue through her wetness, groaning at the absolute perfection of her flavor. She tasted better than pralines on the porch swing back home, better than a heavenly banquet with angels ever would.
So fucking sweet.
“Asa,” she breathed, and I hummed, loving the way my name sounded on her lips. “How could you think it wasn’t enough? You give me so much.”
Bathing myself in her scent, I began kissing my way over every inch of her inner thighs. “I want to give you more than that. I want you to use me, however you see fit—as a source of pleasure or as a weapon of war. I want to give so much of myself that I cease to exist except as a part of you. Please,” I begged, sliding my fingers inside her. “Please, let me give you everything.”
My offer of submission must have pleased her as Vasi came with a shuddering cry, tightening around me and dragging those magical claws of hers along my shoulder blades so deeply I felt blood gloriously soaking through my shirt.
As gently as possible, I deposited one last kiss on her pussy, smiling against her as she gasped at the contact. Then my heart nearly burst out of my chest when she finally answered my plea.
“Get on the bed, Asa. On your hands and knees.”
Oh, yes, ma’am.
I was out of my clothes and in position before Vasi was even done digging through our things. When she turned around with the lube in one hand and that monster of a butt plug from Tan’s jacket pocket in the other, I fell in love all over again.
“Does Acey want to play?” Tan appeared next to the bed, fresh out of the shower and enticingly hard beneath his towel.
“Yes,” Vasi replied from somewhere behind me. “He says he wants me to use him however I see fit, but I…I don’t exactly know what I’m doing…”
Tan dropped his towel with a wink in my direction and moved to join our witch. “Mmm, I’ll gladly help you learn.” I heard the lube snap open and Vasi hum appreciatively as Tan slid two fingers into my ass. “Now, I wouldn’t recommend doing this with those claws of yours, but we must get him ready for thesizabletoy you picked out.”
Vasi laughed. “I suppose I was a bit ambitious in my choice, hmm?”
“Oh,hecan take it,” Tan chuckled, and judging from Vasi’s little gasps of pleasure, he was rubbing himself on her even as he circled his fingers inside me. “But withyou,doll, we’ll start slow. I’d probably put you on your back like the first time I took Ace. Do you remember that,Gueneshem?”
Shuddering, I lowered my forehead to the bed, resting my heavy horns on the quilt as I recalled how incredible it had been to have Tan above me that first time. My legs wrapped around his waist as he kissed away my fears, his abs rubbing against my cock so perfectly while he inched his way in that I came before he’d even bottomed out. He’d simply smiled and kept going, making me come twice more before finally emptying into my ass.
Jesus, I need to think about something else right now.
Tan removed his fingers, and I felt the lubed tip of the silicone plug pressing against my asshole. “Ok, sweet witch, now ease it in, back and forth, a little further each time…that’s it. Look how nicely he’s taking you.”
I panted into the bedspread, already out of my mind with how full I felt, and knowing the plug probably wasn’t even halfway in yet. If I wasn’t so tuned in to the sensations rippling through my veins—and the lust pouring down our bond from the others—my soul would have probably already left my body.
Even with how madly in love with Tan I was, it couldn’t compare to my absolute obsession with Vasi. I wasn’t exaggerating when I said I would give her anything. If my witch wanted my heart on a platter, I would cut it out myself, so allowing her to top me was a dream come true—especially if it pleased her.
Despite me trying to hold it together, a vision suddenly surfaced of my witch wearing a strap-on and pounding my ass while Tan watched, stroking himself, and I dangerously skirted the edge of no return.
Jesus, Jesus, Jesus.
“Such a good boy,” Vasi murmured, and I no longer stood a chance. The plug locked into place and I instantly came all over the quilt beneath me with a strangled groan, delirious with happiness.
“Good boy, indeed,” Tan chuckled, hopping onto the bed next to me and roughly lifting my sweaty head so he could deliver a sloppy kiss. “I believe our southern peach may have a praise kink!”
“We’ll see…” Vasi replied as I vaguely heard the bedroom door open behind us. “Because we’re not finished with him yet.”
Chapter 22
Vasilisa
“So, I ran into the owner and he wants us to meet him for dinner at...well,shit!You three didn’t waste any fucking time, did you?”
