Page 31 of Devastation
Whatever will we do with this alone time? I can think of quite a few sinful things.
However much Luke and I want her, we also agreed that we would let her initiate with us when she's ready.
Shockingly, she turns her gorgeous swirling, multi-colored eyes to me with a demure look. "You threatening to burn him from the inside out was extremely...hot. Pun intended"
"Oh, you liked me threatening to kill a god for you, did you?"
A tinkling laugh comes from her. "I mean, what more could a girl ask for than a man threatening to kill anyone who dares to even think of harming her."
Lightening the mood, I joke, "Well yeah...I am the best mate ever. These other scrubs have nothing on me." I end my phrase by pushing Luke's shoulder behind Lana's back in jest.
Of course he pushes me back but crosses his arm in front of her to shove me, effectively trapping her between us. The tension between us feels tangible as she glances up at us with her cheeks stained pink and her mouth parted ever so slightly.
Looking between us a few times, a decided look settles over her and she reaches up for my neck, pulling me down for a searing kiss that steals my breath. Pulling back from me, she turns and reaches for Luke to do the same to him.
My cock hardens painfully at the sight, and my mind flashes back to our time with her in the shower in the witch realm.
I, for one, was ready for a repeat.
Luke deepens the kiss with her and lightly pushes back on her chest. She willingly crawls back and lies flat on the bed. Reaching out for both of us, she demands softly, "Make love to me. I feel your love for me in every touch and word, but I want more. I want this. Tomorrow isn't promised for any of us, and with a war on the horizon, I don't want to let my fear hold me back from enjoying this moment with you."
Sharing a look with Luke, he nods at me, and as if we are one, we crawl up the bed to her sides and reach to remove her clothing. He removes her tank top as I remove her shorts, dragging them down her long legs slowly.
Kissing a trail up her calf and to her inner thigh, her legs part instantly, giving me access to her heat. Glancing up, I see her back arch slightly as Luke removes her bra and tosses it to the side. Instantly, his mouth is on one of her pink nipples as he tweaks and pulls at her other one lightly.
Her moans begin to float through the air, and I brush aside her thong with one finger and latch my mouth onto her swollen clit, ready to hear her cry out our names multiple times before we even think of taking it further with her.
It's easy to get swept up in a moment of passion, and we want her to be sure that she wants to take this the whole way.
We're more than happy to give her as many orgasms as she wants in other ways, until her legs are shaking like a newborn deer.
Suckling on her swollen bud while my brother works her sensitive nipples, I feel her hips buck against the sensation and lightly hold her down with a palm on her navel. I don't want her to feel trapped, but damn, I need her to not buck me off her beautiful pussy.
"You must be doing something right down there, Leo. Our girl is panting and begging for more," Luke grins down at me like a Cheshire cat.
Smiling against her pussy, I swirl my tongue around her nub before moving down lower to punch my tongue in and out of her entrance while moving my thumb to rub her clit. Her legs begin to shake and she cries out, "I'm so close...please...".
Her begging makes me ravenous to devour her completely. Pulling my free hand to her entrance, I switch my tongue back to her clit as I gently stroke her, building up the fire within her as an idea pops into my head.
Fire and ice would be an excellent dual sensation.
Lifting my mouth just enough to speak to Luke, I hint at it to him. "Don't you think she'd enjoy a glimpse of our powers?"
His eyes dance mischievously as my mouth latches back on her clit and his does the same to her nipple. I imbue a gentle heat to my mouth and fingers as I pleasure her. An icy chill from my brother's breath over her nipples blows down onto my forehead as she moans, "Yesssss. Fuck."
Moments later she shatters for us, screaming out her pleasure.
We sit back from her and allow her to bask in the glow of her orgasm, but instead of the serene bliss we thought she'd feel, her face turns angry.
How could we fuck up an orgasm so badly?
Pushing up to her elbows, she glares at us with fury, "Why the fuck did you stop touching me?"
A breath whooshes from me as my head drops in relief. Thank the goddess that's what she was mad about.
Luke strokes her cheek tenderly and leans down to kiss her lightly, "Are you sure?"
Her face falls and an ounce of grief pools in her eyes, "I love you both so much for wanting to quadruple check that I'm ready, but all it does is remind me of why I've hesitated. I don't want to keep being reminded. I want those memories to be replaced by ones full of love."
