Page 38 of Dancing With Demons
“Piper,” he hisses, and I grin before sucking more of his length into my mouth. There’s something about this giant demon crumbling because of what I’ve done to him that makes me incredibly aroused.
“Are you turned on, sweet girl?” Tolmond asks, shifting me up on my knees in front of Eth’tak and running a finger between my thighs.
I tremble, even with the fabric separating us, and I ease off Eth’tak’s cock to whimper out, “Yes.”
“I can smell you from here.” He nips at my shoulders as I keep stroking Eth’tak. Tolmond trails down my spine, reaching my waistband as heat sears across my skin. “Let me have a taste.”
Standing, I strip the pants free, and Eth’tak grips himself, his eyes tracking my movements as he continues to pump. Tolmond lays down on his back, his face right where my knees just were, and he tugs at me.
“Come here, sweet girl. Let me pleasure you.”
I swallow my nerves as I slide over Tolmond’s face, and he grips my thighs, spreading me wider as he kisses the insides of my thighs. I’m trembling, but I lean back up, wanting to feel them both. “Let me,” I tell Eth’tak, running my tongue underneath his erection as he grips the base.
“Oh, fuck.”
I grin, and with my efforts to take him deeper, it makes it easier to ignore the way that Tolmond is teasing me, running his tongue along the outside of my folds until my thighs are trembling.
“Tolmond!” I scream when he’s pushed me to my wit’s end. Even Eth’tak’s encouraging hands pulling at my hair–which is only making me wetter–can’t distract me from his incessant nibbling. “Please.”
He pops me on the ass. “Please what?”
“Please stop teasing me. Please put your tongue on my clit or inside of me or something before I throw you both out and do it myself!”
He chuckles, the air brushing across me and sending a shiver down my body. “So sassy,” Eth’tak murmurs, brushing my hair back so he can fist it and keep it out of my face. His thumb traces along my swollen lip and I tilt up to look at him. “I quite like our girl like this.”
My core tightens as he says ‘our.’ I am theirs, both of theirs, and they are okay with it. The thought sends a trill of pleasure through me.
“Make use of that smart mouth,” Tolmond tells him. “Let’s see how much fire is in her.”
He pulls me hard down on top of him, his tongue thrusting into my center, and I cry out. Eth’tak keeps a hold on my head, though, guiding his cock back into my open mouth, and I curve my lips around him, sucking as he starts to work back and forth.
Tolmond thrusts deeper into me, his nose tickling my clit, and I moan against Eth’tak, making him surge farther forward. When he hits the back of my throat, he starts to edge off, but I grip his muscular thighs, holding him there.
“Piper!” he grunts, and my walls squeeze around Tolmond’s tongue. Between the way Eth’tak is using me, pushing deeper into my throat, and all of Tolmond’s teasing, I’m already wound too tight. I’m going to come soon.
Tolmond pulls back from me as Eth’tak pops his cock out of my mouth, letting me suck in a lungful of air. “I think she likes to be used, dirty girl. She was more turned on when you were doing that.”
Eth’tak grips my chin, tilting my head to look up at me. “Is that true? Do you like my cock deep in your throat?”
I lick my lips, nodding bashfully. “I do.”
He chuckles, warmth spreading through my chest at the sound. “Youarea dirty girl.”
Tolmond drags his tongue up my slit, and I gasp, nearly lurching forward but his hold on me keeps me in place. “And she’s close.”
I whimper, nodding even though it wasn’t a question.
“What do you want?” Eth’tak says on an exhale, his erection still bobbing in front of me and my eyes drop to it. He catches the shift in my gaze, a smirk etching across his face. “I’ll give you more.”
Tolmond licks up my slit again, punctuating the movement by sucking my clit into his mouth. “Oh,” I groan out, but I never break away from Eth’tak’s gaze.
“Isn’t she so lovely when she’s about to come?” Tolmond’s breath makes my own hitch.
“Yes, she is.” Eth’tak grips his shaft, pumping up and down the length. “Do that again.”
Tolmond does as he says, licking up my slit and sucking on my clit until I feel that sharp heat in my stomach start to form. I’m panting and whimpering, and I’m so painfully close.
But there is still one thing I want.