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I knelt down so I was level with her face. “A silly boy who loves you—so please give him an answer.”
She wriggled to the side of the bed, and blessed my lips with a gentle kiss. “I didn’t leave because I was afraid you were going to be great, Val,” she said when she pulled back. “I left because I knew you already were.”
It was my heart’s turn to bloom at hearing that—and then we both heard Xelrim loudly stomping in his room beneath us.
“I felt you using magic, boy! You’d better not be doing what I think you’re doing with it!” he shouted, and both of us tensed.
“Run away!” Shayla hissed and giggled, and I sprung up, ready to escape, then paused.
“Tomorrow night?” I asked her quickly, and all of her being lit up as she smiled.
“Ofcourse.”
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Thank you for reading A Wooden Heart! Wyrval the Green is an important side character in my Transformation Trilogy, set a few thousand years in the future, beginning with Bend Her: A Dark Beauty and the Beast Fantasy Romance—it’s the story of Rhaim the All-Beast, a cruel beast mage doomed to die at the hands of the woman he must protect at all costs, and Lisane, the sheltered Princess of Tears, who has been given into his care and who needs him to teach her magic so she can be free—no matter how much it might hurt her.
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This time,it was like a long slow slide into something better between them, one of them there to give, one of them there to take.
I twisted my head to catch Jo’s mouth in mine, and heard Reeve make a deep sound of approval, as he gave a heavier shove.
“She’s gonna open up and take me and I’m going to come on the spot from watching you two,” he complained. I saw Jo flip him off out of the corner of my eye and I laughed, and then Reeve grunted. “Oh lamb—I’m so fucking so close—fucking—yes—” he hissed as I groaned into Jo’s mouth as Reeve’s hips met mine and my eyes rolled back.
Jo stopped kissing me. “You okay?”
“Yeah,” I gasped. “Just—full.” There was already so much pressure built up inside me—I felt combustible.
Reeve ground his hips against mine. “Oh, lamb, lamb, lamb—when you come, it’s gonna feel so good. I can already tell your tight little cunt’s gonna try to squeeze me out.” He made a snarling sound and brought his knees closer to the two of us. “Kiss him more, lamb—it’s like watching my own goddamned porno while I fuck.”
I was incapable of doing anything else. Jo took his arm from around me and ran his fingers into my hair, to hold me still for his lips and tongue, while Reeve started to rock into me, grinding Jo’s fingertips against my clit.
“I promise I’ll be careful,” Reeve swore, and then he started to actually thrust. I moaned, feeling nerves light up that I didn’t even know I had, as the thick girth of his cock slicky pulled out and pushed into my entrance, and then the head of it, oh God, the head of it, ran up against everythingrightinside, before landing deep. I fought free from Jo to rise up so I could look down, in sex-high awe. “I’ve got you,” he said, with a hint of triumph. “See? You’re ours now.”
I could feel Jo’s abs, tensing beneath me—and I wondered how it felt for him, still inside my ass, if he could feel Reeve’s movement too.
“I’m gonna stroke too,” he warned me, and then started to thrust.
I couldn’t make words; I just started moaning. Reeve would piston in, in short, fast strokes, while Jo began taking longer, delicious strokes in my ass, and his fingertips kept rubbing me, while Reeve’s mouth had caught one of my breasts.
It was everything, all at once, my whole body on overload. I wanted it to last for forever, but the truth was I wouldn’t make it. “I’m—I’m—gonna come,” I warned them, and they both growled, pumping faster, so they could push me over.
“Fucking take us with you, lamb,” Reeve grunted, pounding into me, making both Jo and I shake with his ferocity. “I wanna feel your pussy.”
“Lizzy—Reeve—” Jo warned, from beneath us both.
“Not yet,” Reeve snarled. “Lamb comes first.”
The thing was, all of a sudden, I didn’t know if I could. I’d reached some strange high plateau of dizzy pleasure, where my blood was ringing in my ears and pulsing in my cunt. “I—” I began, trying to figure out how to explain where their attentions had taken me too, when Jo’s finger pulled at my clit like it was a tripwire, the same time as his cock thrust, and Reeve shoved—I exploded.
I started screaming, flailing between them, my nails clawing on Reeve’s shoulders, my hips thrashing, taking each of them in turns.
“Fuuuuckkk,” Jo groaned, like he was hurt.
“Fill herup,” Reeve commanded.
I didn’t think I could take anymore—I couldn’t even breathe. My legs were wrapped around Reeve’s hips, my heels clattering against each other while he fucked me with heavy grunts and then I felt both of us bounced by the force of Jo’s thrusts from below, and heard him groan.
