Page 83 of Awakening
Making her way back to Dana, who was seated like a queen waiting to be served a feast on a rose gold platter, Yanna climbed right onto her lap, slow, sensual, sliding her thigh between Dana’s, grinding her pussy up and down Dana’s soft thigh as her head dropped back, and Dana sucked the smooth skin of her neck, making Yanna exhale a moan that echoed off the obsidian tiles.
The room held its breath as we witnessed worship, the crowd drenched in heat, noise, and want, but I had the privilege of sitting in the front row, closest to the flame, totally consumed.
“Ahhhhhhh, Dana, babyyyyy,” Yanna cried out, a flood of juices dripping down Dana’s thigh.
“Needy and responsive,” Dana smirked, kissing Yanna’sfull lips.
I couldn’t wait another second as I grabbed Dana and Yanna and walked them to a private room.
The second that door clicked shut behind us at The Obsidian Bloom, the weight of every stolen glance, every teasing touch, came crashing down in one unrelenting wave of hunger. This wasn’t a fantasy anymore. This was my filthiest daydream, breathing, moaning, and ready to swallow me whole.
Yanna led the way, hips swaying, her anal plug sparkling between her round ass as she bent forward, enticing me. It was like it was winking at me, daring me to help it bring Yanna to her knees with pleasure. Dana followed, eyes locked on that ass like she wanted dessert before dinner. I stepped in behind them, my breath already shallow, dick straining against my slacks, begging to be set free.
We didn’t speak. Didn’t have to.
Yanna turned, her lip caught between her teeth. “You,” she whispered, eyes half-lidded. “You’ve been looking at me like you wanted to touch me the whole damn night.”
“You weren’t wrong,” I growled, stepping into her space. “And now you’re mine.”
Before I could grab her, Dana was already behind her, wrapping her arms around Yanna’s waist, palms moving like silk over her body as she slid the straps of her dress from her shoulders, causing it to pool at her feet as her hands grabbed her hips. Their skin together looked like afucking dream. I watched, transfixed, as Dana’s hand traced the curve of Yanna’s ass, fingers grazing the base of it with wicked purpose.
Yanna moaned, her head falling back onto Dana’s shoulder. “Goddamn…”
I pulled off my shirt slowly, letting their eyes drink in every inch of me. When Yanna’s hand slid over my chest, brushing the gold chain around my neck, I was already pulsing. “Do it,” she said. “Touch me like you’ve been starving for it.”
So I did.
I cupped her full breasts, warm and soft, tweaking her nipples just hard enough to make her cry out. Dana devoured that moan with a kiss to the back of her neck while her hand slid between Yanna’s legs, playing with her clit like she owned it.
“Help me make her cum,” Dana purred, eyes locked on mine. “So we can ruin you after.”
That lit something in me.
I dropped to my knees, gripping Yanna’s thighs as she widened them. Dana held her steady, whispering filth into her ear as I buried my face between her legs. Her taste? Fuck. Sweet, heady, like heat and everything forbidden. I tongued her clit slow, then fast, then sucked it hard while Dana rolled her nipples and rocked against her from behind.
Yanna came fast and loud, trembling against my mouth, gasping my name like it was gospel and sin all at once. “Knox—fuck! Right there. Mmmmmm—”
I didn’t stop until her legs buckled.
Standing up, Dana pulled me to her and kissed me, licking Yanna’s release from my lips like it was her favoriteflavor. “Sit down,” she ordered, her voice suddenly full Domme. “Let us take care of you.”
I sank into the velvet lounge, legs open wide, dick hard and heavy, precum leaking down the shaft. Dana dropped first, licking me from base to tip, slow and nasty. Yanna followed, tongue circling my balls, and my gooch as she spread me open and kissed the rim of my asshole. My body jerked as Dana sucked me to the back of her throat and hummed as Yanna pushed her tongue completely in my asshole and stroked in and out like it was a dick. Their mouths worked in rhythm, wet and messy, yet perfect.
“Fuck. Just like that,” I groaned, fisting Dana’s short curls gently. “You two are gonna make me lose it.”
They moaned together, the vibrations on my dick and asshole in tandem before their tongues met together and began to slide over each other, trading spit and precum like it was sacred.
“You ready to feel magic?” Yanna asked, voice dripping with temptation as she bent over, spread her dripping pussy lips apart before standing up and licking her fingers. “Or you need one more round?”
“I need both of you, now.”
Dana climbed into my lap, straddling me, and I slid inside her in one deep, filthy stroke. She was so fucking wet, I could feel her arousal running down my shaft before I even moved. She rolled her hips like she was riding a wave, grinding her clit against my pelvis while I held her ass, feeding her every inch.
“Pussy so fucking tight,” I groaned, fucking her deep and slow at first, then faster, my hips snapping up to meet her bounce as I slapped her ass.
Yanna didn’t wait as she slid behind Dana, kissing her,hands roaming her body. When Dana leaned forward to suck my tongue, Yanna moved down between us and started licking my dick before licking Dana’s asshole, causing her pussy to clinch around me before licking where we were connected.
That shit wrecked me.
