Page 109 of Crucible
“Oh, no,” Aurelia says.
“Mm-hmm,” Seth hums his agreement. Rolling my eyes, I’m on my way to the kitchen to dig up lunch when I hear Seth ask, “Can you take one more?”
Pausing, I look back in time to see Aurelia give a nervous nod.
Seth smiles and pecks her shoulder.
A moment later, Aurelia tenses, her head tipping back as she moans his name softly. “Seth.”
Forgetting my empty stomach, I sneak over to the living room as Seth continues to read aloud.
“Hardened warriorsscreamedin terror and trembled in fear at the sight of the terrifying dragon with black and gold scales. Many ran for their lives, but there was no escaping Mantonoth the Bane. Each who ran met a fiery end. The bravest became a feast for the hungry dragon.”
“Oh, God.” Aurelia starts writhing in his lap now. There’s no way she finds the story that enthralling. “More, Seth.”
I round the couch where they’re sitting to see Aurelia with her peasant dress bunched around her waist, one leg slung over the couch arm, and three of Seth’s fingers lodged deep in her pussy, and from the sounds that fill the space between her moans, she’ssopping.
Aurelia’s eyes flick toward me and quickly darts away upon realizing she and Seth aren’t alone anymore, but she doesn’t ask him to stop. Taking a seat in Khalil’s recliner, where I’ll have the best view, I get comfortable.
Seth ignores me as he continues to read and finger Aurelia’s pussy. “The tyrant Fae king looked on helplessly as, one by one, his soldiers and army fell to the claws, teeth, and fire of his grandfather’s greatest enemy. None were a match for Mantonoth the Bane.”
I can see her puffy lower lips parting for him each time Seth tunnels his fingers inside. I can even see her arousal coating his fingers when he pulls out just to push them deep again.
As the tension in the story rises, so does Seth’s pace until Aurelia is crying out for him.
His unintentional edging exacts its toll on our thorny little cum dumpster, and Aurelia bites into her bottom lip, the divot between her brows deepening as she squirms in agitation. “Seth…please.”
I can see Seth’s hand pause in uncertainty, and I give myself permission to stop biting my tongue and help him out.
“Her clit, Seth. She needs you to stimulate it so she can come,” I remind him. The advice draws Aurelia’s grateful gaze to me, and she doesn’t look away even when Seth withdraws his fingers and beelines for the engorged nub.
She’s still staring at me when Seth finds it, her muscles seizing as she comes with a sharp cry.
I stay where I am until Aurelia is relaxed and Seth is reading again, and then I force myself to stand. I can feel their curious gazes following me as I disappear inside my bedroom right off the living room.
I head straight for my nightstand, where I keep the lube.
Aurelia’s already soaked, but a little extra insurance won’t hurt for what I have in mind.
When I return to the living room, my gaze zeros in on Seth’s hand, which is now idly rubbing the inside of her stretched thigh as he finishes the chapter.
“The once green meadow became an oasis of blood and body parts and death as Mantonoth exacted his revenge on mankind for the death of his beloved. His mate. Ollantia.”
Seth closes the book and sets it aside.
“Did everyone die?” Aurelia asks sleepily.
“Of course. Gruesomely.”
She sighs in contentment, then leans her head back and closes her eyes. “Good.”
“Sorry about that,” I say as I reach them. “Aurelia seemed so greedy for your fingers. I thought she might need a hand.”
Seth tears his face and nose away from Aurelia’s hair, where they were buried, and raises his brows in question. His gaze drops to the lube in my hand and then returns to me several times before understanding finally dawns in his green eyes.
He’s always been fascinated with that particular kink. Now’s as good a time as any since Aurelia’s already come once and doesn’t hate him at the moment. She’s nice and pliable.
“Go slow,” I warn when I toss the bottle next to him.
