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I beam at him. “And I’ve been delighted to become your latest research project.”
Alek laughs and guides me down to the floor so my head is resting on Stavros’s muscular leg like a firm pillow, the ridges on my back cushioned by the blankets.
As the scholar tracks a path of the places along my neck and shoulders where he’s determined his lips and teeth have the most effect, the former general hums approvingly and combs his fingers through my hair. The graze of their tips over my scalp heightens every sensation Alek provokes.
The scholar laps the tip of one breast into his mouth and swirls his tongue around it. When I gasp and grip the thick waves of his hair, he exhales over the sensitized peak in a hot rush. Then he moves to the other side to repeat the effect.
He doesn’t linger on my chest long, though, before working his way down the side of my belly. There, he tugs my drawers down.
“The sweetest spot to study,” he murmurs, and lowers his head to my sex.
The swipe of his tongue over my clit has me bucking to meet his mouth. I catch a vaguely strangled sound from Rheave’s direction, but my mind has hazed too much with desire for me to linger on that fact.
I rock with Alek’s skillful attentions, another wave of ecstasy building in my core. He plunges his fingers inside me and curls them along my channel until he finds the headiest spot within.
As he suckles my clit and pumps his fingers against that blissful place, the sensations sweep through me even faster. Pleasure coils and unfurls and swells, sending a chorus of needy noises out of me.
“Fuck, Alek,” I mumble, and clutch his hair harder as the wave finally crashes over me.
My head sags back into Stavros’s lap. Alek dapples tender kisses along my inner thigh before sitting up with a satisfied expression that makes me want to kiss him all over again.
Before I can, Casimir is nudging me upright. He turns me around and pulls me against him so my back is flush with his toned torso.
He nibbles at my earlobe before murmuring in a silky tone, “And I know that our woman likes to be pampered and lose control.”
His hands glide over my body with the gentlest of touches, coaxing every flutter of bliss he can from my nerves. I lean into him with a sigh, giving myself over to his sweet adoration.
The courtesan is right that he’s discovered other approaches I find equally thrilling. When his hands reach my thighs, he yanks my hips back against him with a jerk. The force of the motion and the press of his rigid erection against my ass make my heart skip giddily.
His voice comes out in a purred growl that’s even more electrifying. “You’ll open yourself for me now.”
My legs slide farther apart automatically. I’d forgotten just how freeing it feels to let Casimir take charge of me. To know that if I let him, he’ll tend to me as only he knows how.
He aligns himself behind me and plunges into my already drenched sex. The rush of being suddenly filled after so much stimulation shocks a cry from my lips. I clench my teeth against it, not wanting to alert the entire apartment to what we’re up to.
Casimir works his way even deeper with a few steady thrusts from behind. He lifts one hand to fondle my breast while looking over my shoulder toward Rheave.
The daimon-man is completely flushed now, his hands dug into the folds of the blanket he’s sitting on. His eerie blue-green eyes flare with an even starker light than usual.
I can hear the courtesan’s smile in his voice. “One thing I know better than anything else is that two or more of us can offer Ivy even more pleasure than just one, if we work together. Would you like to put any of tonight’s observations to use right away, my friend?”
Rheave sucks in a shaky breath that turns into a rumble in his chest. His body surges forward, right toward me.
The daimon-man catches my face between his hands and kisses me so hard I could drown in him. I sway between my two lovers, wanting to give myself over to both.
Rheave drops lower, flicking his tongue over the tender flesh just below my belly button and then diving even farther.
Without any sign of concern about Casimir’s proximity, he presses his mouth to the spot just above where the courtesan and I are joined.
Casimir thrusts into me again, and I push against Rheave’s mouth. His tongue darts out across my clit, and I grasp his dark curls with a partly stifled moan.
“So good,” I rasp. “It feels so fucking good.”
Rheave’s pleased hum reverberates through my sex. I clutch on to him with one hand and Casimir’s arm with the other.
Why didn’t Alek’s erotic poetry book ever suggest this particular combination? Or maybe it did and we simply hadn’t gotten to it yet.
Either way, I’m caught between the two men in the most delicious possible way. With every pump of Casimir’s cock and caress of Rheave’s mouth, I careen higher.
