Page 28 of Fae Games

“You have gorgeous breasts,” Prince Caulden murmured around his mouthful.

“And a gorgeous pearl and oyster,” Prince Rory muttered into my folds. “You taste like the finest wine.”

A ball of pleasure gathered behind the sensitive bundle of nerves, building in size and intensity with each stroke of his hot, wet tongue. My thighs trembled, and Prince Rory’s breathing quickened, adding to the slick heat.

“So delectable.”

“Mmmmmm…” I arched my back, urging Prince Caulden to match his brother stroke for stroke.

The pressure continued to build, rolling and picking up speed with the intensity of Prince Rory’s ministrations. He hummed and growled into my pussy, the vibrations making me shiver and twitch.

“Oh, shit.” If I didn’t do something to distract myself, I would come sooner than I wanted over Prince Rory’s face.

“Stand up,” I said to Prince Caulden.

He raised his head from my nipple. “What?”

“I want you in my mouth.”

The Winter prince scrambled to his feet, revealing a thick erection straining from the crotch of his academy breeches. With a sleight of hand, he unbuttoned his fly and out popped a prick that looked like it had been carved out of a huge lump of alabaster.

My mouth watered, and my tongue darted out to lick my lips.

Prince Caulden’s breathing quickened. “No cock-ring this time, please.”

“No.” I wrapped my fingers around his dick, making him lurch forward.

A bead of precum glistened on his rosy cock-head, and I ran my tongue along its slit, gathering up the moisture. He tasted of ice melting off a snowdrop, which was probably due to his winter magic.

Prince Rory changed his strokes to quick, wet swirls around my clit, which was now so engorged, it felt ready to explode. I squeezed my eyes shut, breathing hard to process the new sensations and tightened my fingers around Prince Caulden’s shaft.

“Unity, please,” said the winter prince.

“R-right.” It was so hard to concentrate, being pleasured by two guys at the same time, but I swirled my tongue around Prince Caulden’s cock-head in sync with Prince Rory’s swirls around my clit.

The winter prince threw his head back and gasped. “You’re fantastic. Don’t stop.”

Right now, even an attack of the academy’s wards couldn’t separate me from that huge dick. It was thick, it was juicy, and it was all mine. Parting my lips, I slid his length down my tongue until it reached the back of my throat.

Prince Caulden hissed through his teeth, and a pink hue formed on his pale cheeks.

I bobbed my head up and down his shaft, lashing my tongue on the underside. Throughout this, Prince Rory continued licking my pulsing clit.

“You look so perfect with your lips around my helmet,” murmured Prince Caulden.

I swallowed back a laugh at the funny word and engulfed him to the hilt, eliciting a strangled noise in the back of his throat.

With a low growl, Prince Rory sped up the strokes of his tongue and added suction.

The ball of pleasure around my clit swelled to the point of pain, but he continued adding to the pressure with his licking. It was too much. It wasn’t enough. I needed to climax, and I needed it right now. Without meaning to, I clamped my thighs around the autumn prince’s head and squeezed.

Prince Caulden took over the blow job, moaning as he pumped his hips, sliding that huge dick back and forth along my tongue. He pinched my nipple, sending a burst of ecstasy down to the ball of banked pleasure behind my clit.

Something snapped.

It was an explosion of ice and fire, pleasure and pain, sobs and laughter. Wave after wave of ecstasy rippled through my core, which clenched so hard that it hurt. I cried out, but the sound was muffled by Prince Caulden’s prick.

“Mmmmmm…” Prince Rory lapped up my fluids. “Delicious.”