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"Mm, I knew this was your thing." And then Eladehl kissed me.
I tried to reach for him, but Wraythe had my arms. He was also getting hard against my back, and quickly. A part of me wanted to look to see what Anver was doing, but I couldn't. Eladehl didn't give me the chance. Both of his hands caught my face, and he pressed into me, using Wraythe's body as his wall.
Then I felt hands sliding up my sides. Large ones, and they'd found their way beneath my shirt. "A tap will stop me," Wraythe whispered. "Or a word. Even if it's just a grunt."
I did none of those things. Instead, I reached up and behind me to grab both of his shoulders, getting my arms out of his way. Eladehl smiled against my lips, but he kissed me again before I could say a word. Our mouths danced, slipping over each other, angling the other way, feeling almost frantic. Wraythe's hands reached my breasts, pulling down the cups of my bra so he could feel actual skin. When his fingers pinched lightly at my nipples, my hips lifted from the ground.
Right into Eladehl. His hand caught my thigh, and he ground his hardness into me. I gasped, moaned, and would've begged if I could've. Something there felt so good, and I didn't even care that we were still dressed. When he pressed my ass back into Wraythe, it was even better. Every time Eladehl slid his length between my legs, my ass shifted higher, right across Wraythe's hardness until the guy groaned out something that sounded like a yes.
"Zeal’s balls," Eladehl breathed. "Keep that up, Wraythe, and I'm gonna cum in my pants."
"I wanna seehercum," Wraythe panted. "I wanna hold her when she does it."
"Then tease those nipples," Eladehl told him before kissing me again. "And you, beautiful? Hold on."
He leaned forward on his knees with his hips bent into me. Every press of his body was like a snake, sliding across my seam from my asshole to my belly. Then he did it again. The whole time, Wraythe teased, rubbed, flicked, and even pinched my nipples. I hooked a leg around Eladehl's thigh, getting enough purchase to guide him to that part that felt so good, and then I bucked in time with him.
"Lift her shirt," Eladehl begged.
Wraythe fumbled, but somehow managed, and then he cupped my breasts, holding them up. Eladehl bent to kiss one, nipping the aching peak lightly without slowing his body, then he moved to suck at the other. I couldn't even think. This was the best feeling, like a cross between tingling and pressure, and I wanted just a little more of it. Then my boys began to work together. While Eladehl sucked one side, Wraythe toyed with the other, and each press against my body came from both of them.
Something broke, and it felt even better than I'd expected. My back arched, my core pulsed, and I had to clench my jaw to keep from making too much noise. Pulses wracked through me, my hips flexing with each one, grinding my ass hard into Wraythe.
"Fuck," he gasped, wrapping his arm around my waist to hold me still. "Oh, fuck." And he was panting.
Eladehl just leaned back. "I think that was a two-fer."
"Three," Anver whispered.
I turned myself that way to see him tucking himself back into his pants. His cheeks were red with embarrassment, but he also looked a little shocked. Eladehl just murmured proudly as he leaned back.
"Hope you plan on washing this blanket," he said, reaching his hand into his pants.
I was putting my breasts back into my bra. "Fair's fair. I wanna see."
Eledehl opened the front with his other hand without looking away from my eyes. "Yeah, that's hot," he groaned.
And then he began to stroke himself. In theory, I knew how it worked, but I'd never seen a man touch himself like that before. It was... amazing. The tendons in his hand flexed, his fingers curled, and his head tilted back. Closing his eyes, Eladehl didn't care at all that we were watching. In truth, I was pretty sure he loved it.
His hand began to move faster, then faster still, until his abs tensed, and he gasped. A second later, white ropes began to spurt from the end, landing on my blanket, but he still couldn't move. For a few more seconds he gulped back breaths until he could release himself and put his pants back in place.
"Everything you hoped for?" Wraythe asked.
"That's... sexy," I breathed, unable to find better words.
"Really?" Wraythe sounded shocked. "He just made a mess of your blanket. Shit'll be crusty soon."
"And he can make sure it gets washed," I said, twisting to curl up against Wraythe's side. "But it's still sexy. I like the way his hands look on his dick."
Eladehl just chuckled. "Promise I will jerk one out for you anytime you want, Nari. Do it enough alone, and I do like an audience." He lifted his chin at Anver. "You know, you don't have to stay over there. You're still a part of this mess."
"I, uh..."
"First orgasm?" Eladehl asked.
"Yes," I said before he could make my friend feel uncomfortable.
Then Anver whispered, "Yes."
