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Her lips barely separated from his skin as she started whispering to him, “I want to taste you when you come. I want to swallow every drop you have, just like last time.”
His muscles stiffened as her words broke through his blurred mind. His dick jerked within her which she seemed to have felt too. She lifted her hips and shifted her weight to slide off his lap and kneel between his legs on the floor. Taking Amon’s shaft in her hands, she licked her lips and leaned towards him.
Silas followed her to the floor, kneeling behind her to continue his pleasure game. Though he was wild and his hips fast, he was still being gentle, careful not to hurt their sweet little Gwendoline as he slammed his hips against her. Her head started bobbing to Silas’s rhythm over Amon’s dick. His tip hit the back of her throat over and over until he finally spilled his cum down her throat. Out of breath and panting, she leaned her cheek on his inner thigh and sucked every drop of his cum.
Even after she’d swallowed all of him, she kept sucking as Silas used her ass to climax. Her whole body shook, and her heart raced in her chest.
Amon wasn’t sure if she’d come already or if she was still in the midst of her orgasm. Her eyes were shut, her lips closed around his soft dick, sucking on it as if she needed it to soothe her spasming muscles. He started threading his fingers through her hair in an attempt to calm her.
Silas came with a loud groan, his dick buried deep within her. Almost as if her body took Silas’s orgasm as a sign to give up, her muscles caved in. Before she could flop to the floor, Amon quickly dropped to his knees and caught her in his arms.
“You did so well, my sweet love,” he whispered in her ear as Silas pulled out.
Before Amon could say anything, Silas disappeared and returned with cloths to clean her. She usually didn’t allow them to do that, but this time she didn’t seem to mind. Either that, or she was just too drunk on their blood to care.
After cleaning his mess Silas leaned forward and kissed her cheek. “You’re amazing.”
“And hungry,” she giggled weakly.
Amon picked her up and started walking to the kitchen. “Let’s get you something to eat then.”
“Bacon and eggs?”
“Where is Rayen when you need him,” Silas chuckled as he helplessly opened the fridge and looked around.
Amon set Gwendoline on a chair, afraid her weak body would fall off the counter. He then turned to help Silas, who had already pulled out the eggs.
Gwendoline’s quiet laughs were heartwarming as she watched the two of them try to cook her breakfast. After what felt like hours, she pushed her body off the chair and came to their rescue. With Silas’s arms wrapped around her, and with nothing but an apron covering her, she started to cook her own breakfast. She showed Amon how she liked her eggs–scrambled with a little milk, salt, and pepper.
Just as they walked outside to eat, a boat sped towards the island. They watched as it docked and Rayen stepped off before it detached and moved towards the mainland again. Rayen was carrying a large cooler in his arms and a smile on his face as his eyes met Gwendoline’s.
“I’m sorry, little bird. I didn’t think it would take this long.”
“No need to apologize.”
He sped off and returned just a moment later without the cooler. He leaned down to kiss her. “Do you have any plans for today?”
“Maybe swim a little or just relax in the hammocks.” She turned to Silas. “Did you bring any books?”
“I did and they are ready to be read to you.”
So that’s what they did. As they lay in the hammocks, she occasionally dozed off to Silas’s voice. Amon had never allowed himself to relax and enjoy the quiet. He’d never been able to enjoy it. Now though, watching Gwendoline swing in the shade, her eyes closed and her lips in a smile, he could get used to it.
The picture of Gwendoline and Marianna appeared again before his mind and he stood up, feeling the urge to put it on a canvas. Gwendoline opened her eyes and looked at him curiously.
“I won’t be far. I wanted to paint.”
“Is it a secret?”
“Nothing is a secret from you.”
She giggled and stood up. “Only a private island in the middle of nowhere.”
Silas laughed. “Just wait till she sees the castle in the middle of Germany.”
Her eyes widened. “You own a castle?”
“Maybe...” Rayen chimed in.
