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She was gasping and holding onto his robe. He was smiling. She could feel it against her skin. There was a low rumble, and after a moment, she realized Benjiro was purring.
Feng made a sound like a whine and a growl.
Benjiro licked at his mark before he lifted his head. “Feng, now do you see what she needs? She will give you everything but will wither and die if you don’t return the favour.”
“I understand.”
“And once the mark is set, you will be able to feel what she feels.”
Feng smiled. “What is she feeling now?”
“Aroused and embarrassed.”
She muttered, “He is aroused, smug, and pleased with himself. There is also something I don’t understand.”
Benjiro murmured, “I will explain it later. Are you ready to go to Feng?”
She clutched at him and lifted her head to him. He gave her the soft kiss she craved, and she turned her head to see Feng waiting. He was wearing a robe to match Benjiro’s. Taio sat in the corner in another matching robe.
She turned toward Feng, and he reached out for her, pulling her onto his lap. He smiled calmly. “How are you feeling?”
“Slightly nervous. I associate you with pain.”
He tensed. “Really?”
“Yeah. You were one of my teachers when I first started training. It hurt then, too.” She smiled.
His eyes widened. “When was that?”
“Eleven years ago. Maybe ten. I know I bumped into you eleven years ago because that is when the mark on my back appeared. I didn’t know what it meant until two years ago.”
“Are you stalling?”
She blushed. “Why would you say that?”
“If you lean any further back, you will be in Benjiro’s lap again.”
Benjiro muttered, “Feng, get a grip.”
The euphemism became an order, and Feng pulled her up against him with one hand on her back and the other in her hair. He went straight for her neck, licking and sucking until she was squirming against him and gasping. Her neck had always been vulnerable. He tugged her head back and kissed her, stroking his tongue along hers. She threaded her fingers into his hair and dug her nails in, holding his head to hers as she whimpered and took in the taste of him. She felt the fingers moving between her thighs and tensed. He slowly moved his fingers against her sex, teasing her opening, coaxing her into relaxing. One finger, two, and then three slid into her. She whimpered into his mouth and felt herself getting closer to cumming. His thumb grazed her clit, and she gasped. He moved to her neck, and she came when he bit, his thumb pressed, and his fingers flexed. She moaned long and low while she hung onto him. When she went limp, he released her and licked her slowly. He chuckled. “Oh, yeah.”
He kissed her, and flame poured into her body. It lit up her new marks, and she dropped into his arms. Feng stroked her hair and was laughing, and so was Benjiro.
Taio muttered, “How did she do that?”
She had her eyes closed and knew by the tingling that her hair was the issue. “Just wait until I open my eyes. Shits gonna get weird.”
Feng eased her upright. “Show me.”
She opened her eyes and arched a brow. He stared into her eyes. “Oh, that’s lovely.”
Benjiro leaned over and grinned. “It’s stunning.”
Taio blinked. “Holy shit.”
“What colour did they end up?”
Benjiro smiled. “Electric blue with lightning.”
