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The sound of rending fabric echoed in my ears. My “Drink up, Witches” shirt hung open in the middle as Declan tore it open with his sharp claw. Reverently, he cupped my exposed breasts. Immediate relief washed over me at his touch.
His thumbs run hypnotic circles over my nipples, teasing them mercilessly. A look of focused concentration masked his face. “My only regret is that I did not file down my claws to prepare for the hunt next week. They are sharp, and I do not want to hurt your soft skin.”
“Mine are still blunted,” Jalen said.
“Some of mine are, too.”
I glanced at Jalen and Rothgar. They had divested themselves of their shirts and stood in their loose pants. The massive tenting was obvious. They both absently stroked their impressive lengths as they watched Declan and me.
“Good,” Declan responded absently. He descended upon my body, loud sucking noises at my neck before traveling down to my aching nipples. I had needed them sucked for so long. It was cruel of him to keep me waiting.
I arched into his touch, cradling him against me. I needed to be touched. My hips rocked of their own volition, but I needed something between my legs. I couldn’t get off and I wanted to, needed to. The pressure building up was likely going to kill me soon.
Declan’s rough, calloused hands skimmed up my legs until he cupped my backside and squeezed. “Rothgar, hold her.”
I’d been leaning against the wall one moment, the next Rothgar enveloped me in his strong arms. His body was a steel vice wrapped with velvet. My back molded against his formidable chest, which rumbled in a contented purr.
I sighed.
Rothgar lifted me higher, one arm across my chest, just under my breasts, his other hand buried in my hair, tilting me so he could place a kiss on the fluttering pulse at my neck. My breaths came in shallow gasps. “Do you like how I feel against you, my beauty?”
“Yes,” my answer came out in a hiss as Declan adjusted my legs, spreading them wide to accommodate his shoulders. I was on display for him. Rather than shrink from his probing gaze, I reveled in it. I had needed this for so long, but never allowed myself to want. To need.
And I needed it now. Desperately.
Declan trailed his fingers down my sides, his claws skimming dangerously over the surface of my skin. “I will remember this night always,” he said reverently, before he plunged that charming tongue of his between my legs.
I arched against Rothgar, flinging my arms up so I could clutch at him. “That’s my beauty,” he said in low tones. “My good little witchling. Does his tongue feel good in your sweet pussy? Soon, he will make you come. He wants your cream all over his face. He’s been waiting for so long for you. We all have.”
Between Rothgar’s heated words and Declan’s skilled mouth, I skimmed the edge of pleasure, and tipped over to the other side without missing a beat.
A litany of wordless moans tumbled out of my mouth until the sensation became too much. I didn’t know if I actually said the word stop, but the next thing I knew, Rothgar was carrying me off to the bed.
He laid me flat on my back across the corner of the bed. He shrugged off his shirt, and I was treated to a view of his well-muscled torso. His pants were next. His cock jutted out from his hips, thick and proud. Pre-cum glistened at the tip.
I reached for him, and he obliged me, allowing me to skim my hand over his length. He pumped against me slowly. Damn, I could barely wrap my grip around him all the way.
While I was entranced with Rothgar, Jalen pressed against me. He propped himself on one hand, teasing my body with the other. Gently, he caressed my leg, dragging his finger along my skin. He swiped along my seam, dipping his finger into my heated core and swirling around my tender pearl of flesh.
My breath came in eager gasps.
Declan cupped my breasts, gently teasing my nipples until they were hard. “Remember what I wanted, my little witch?” His breath was hot along my skin.
I nodded.
“Tell me with your words that you remember.”
I swallowed a moan. “You want to watch as Jalen and Rothgar take turns with me.”
“And?” he prompted.
“And you want my mouth.”
He hummed in pleasure. “That I do, little witch. I want all of you.” Declan let go of my breast and buried his hands in my hair, pulling my head back. He kissed me.
I’d never been kissed like this before. It was soft and tender, but still possessive. His tongue flicked and teased at my lips. Gently, he nipped and sucked until I opened and welcomed him inside. His tongue darted in and out of my mouth, mimicking what he had done to my pussy.
Jalen’s fingers parted me, and he slid a finger deep inside, seeking my G-spot. I moaned into Declan’s mouth, and it was all the encouragement he needed. He broke the kiss, but his mouth didn’t leave me. Instead, he sucked on my lower lip as Jalen worked a second finger inside of me.
