Page 88 of Undying Thirst

Jax’s golden head moved as his tongue swiped the blood and my need clean.

I whimpered and Asher removed one of his arms from around me. The zip of his pants echoed, and his warm cock prodded my spine. The cool bead of his Jacob’s ladder piercing rubbed my skin.

His chest moved and something crinkled—like a packet. Asher slid fingers between the cleft of my ass and smoothed them over my entrance, leaving behind a wet consistency.

“Is that . . . lube?”

His chuckle sounded husky.

“Mhm, I know how you tense up, it should make it feel better.” His voice deepened with need.

“Well, aren’t you prepared,” I said drolly and then stopped talking as his silky shaft nudged between my ass. His cock piercings rubbed against me delightfully.

Then lower . . . and lower until his tip pressed into the entrance.

I stiffened with fear at the prod of his cock.

“Shhh,Älskade, I have you.” His soothing words settled over me like a balm, my fear fading. He pushed the tip in. My ass gave way, and I sucked in a breath. Jax rose to his feet, his mouth wet. His cock was hard in his jeans. I reached for the thickness, caressing it from the outside. He groaned and his hips jolted toward my touch. He made quick work of his jeans, and his thickness bobbed a few inches from me. I wrapped my hand around the steel shaft.

He shuddered and crowded me against his brother.

Asher fit another inch inside me in a smooth glide. The ridges of his Jacob’s ladder piercing rubbed my entrance, but the lube made it easy to take him. His hands wrapped under my thighs and he braced me as he lifted me. Oh God, he was right about the lube, it felt so good. My upper body fell back. I was utterly at their mercy.

Asher presented me to Jax. His eyes reddened and he slid into my core with a smooth glide. My wet pussy allowed his invasion. At the same instance, Asher inched the rest of himself into my ass.

I grunted at the fullness.

Jax’s eyes returned to normal. His features strained. He seemed to be working through something. I lifted one of my arms away from Asher and touched his cheek lightly. He exhaled and leaned into my touch. He glided out and slammed back in.

Me tensing forced Asher to grunt. His hand wrapped around my chin, and he forced my head to the side so I faced the mirror where I had a full view of us.

“Watch us fuck you.”

My nude body was sandwiched between their large bodies. Jax rammed into me again, jostling my breasts. Asher ground inside my ass. He was so deep it verged on hurting. I whimpered—I was a noodle between them. I could not gather any strength. Jax slid out and rutted into me again. I couldn’t look away from the concentration on his face. For such a stoic male, his lips softened endearingly as he slammed into me. His pace picked up with the static of electricity traveling up my shaking legs. My cries became louder and louder.

Jax clasped my cheeks, staring into my eyes as he pumped in and out of me. His eyebrows were furrowed and tight. He slammed into me again and again. I couldn’t keep my head up any longer, and the fire blazing up and down my spine exploded. I jerked between them, desperately pulling at Asher’s hair. My pussy clamped onto Jax, forcing his release free. He pinned me against Asher, setting his forehead against mine as his cock throbbed inside me.

Asher groaned in my ear and his arms around my sides and his hands cupping my breasts stiffened. Fullness expanded my lower half as they filled me with their cum. To the point that it felt like some leaked out.

We panted in a mass of limbs. It was a good thing they were holding me up because I did not have a working bone in my body.

“Take hold of her,” Asher said. Jax’s arm snaked around my back, the other hooked under my knees, and pulled me to his chest, nestling me close. I drooped against him while Asher disappeared.

I didn’t have the energy to glare at him or fight his gentle hold. Asher returned with a long hoodie and some underwear.

Jax set me on my feet and when I swayed, he wrapped his arm around my waist. Asher tossed him the sweater and knelt to take one of my feet. My flats had slipped off in the flurry of sex. He poked my feet into the underwear, jerking them up. I smacked at his hands and pulled them up the rest of the way.

Jax shoved the hoodie over my head, and I wiggled my arms into the holes. The hem fell to my knees. Jax swept me back up into his arms.

The ‘human girl’ peeked around the corner and seeing that everything was PG, walked in the rest of the way.

“I have everything packed up as well as the dress you liked. It is ready to be loaded into your vehicle.” Her face was flushed, her eyes were wide, and she was breathing hard. How embarrassing, she probably heard us going at it.

“Perfect.” Asher plucked the pooled dress off the floor. “We’ll take this one, too.” He tossed it over his shoulder. I closed my eyes, lulling in Jaxon’s arms as he held me with more care than I anticipated. The sway remained steady, and I mentally mapped the return to the front.

“What did you two do to her?” Tobias snapped. I jostled in Jax’s cradle as another pair curled under my torso. Jax’s grip didn’t loosen, and a frowning Tobias acquiesced.

When we arrived at the van, the hatch was slowly closing, packages neatly piled inside. Tobias scooted into the passenger seat and Jax slipped me into the middle seat next to Asher.