Straddling Cyrus, I stroke him twice, then rub his cockhead against my wet lips. As I slide onto his cock, he moans, his hands taking hold of my hips. Emeric is at my back, his bare chest pressed against me as he nips and sucks at my neck and shoulder. Lowering his fingers, he gathers my wetness, then slides a finger into my ass. As I grind on Cyrus’s thick cock, Emeric adds another finger, my moans escalating as he prepares me for him. Pressing me down onto Cyrus’s chest, he pushes into me, easing in gently. After several thrusts, he grips my hips and takes me harder, his rhythm increasing the pace between me and Cyrus. Together, they work me toward an orgasm, the sensations intensifying with each thrust of their hips.
“You love this, don’t you, baby? Having us both in you?”
“Yes.”
Cyrus has a hand around my neck, the other on my hip, as he watches me take pleasure from both of them.
“How does it feel, gorgeous?”
“Like ecstasy.”
“Use your magic,” Cyrus says to Emeric, his mouth curling.
A red-orange glow billows out around Emeric and me, the heated sensation of his magic pouring through me. Cyrus releases his silver glow, and it combines with Emeric’s, pushing the heat through me in circular motions. It’s concentrated at my center, and seconds later, an orgasm bursts through me, my body trembling with pleasure.
“Shit, that feels good.”
Their thrusts don’t stop as a second orgasm follows quickly behind the first. I cry out in pleasure as they take me harder, both of them working to reach their own orgasm. Cyrus suddenly stops his thrusts, the magic fading.
“We’re switching,” he says to Emeric.
Emeric chuckles but is all too happy to oblige. He pulls out, takes Cyrus’s position, and lies back. As I straddle him, he jerks me down to his lips, kissing me hard and passionately, searing my lips with his fiery heat.
“I like this position, baby. I can see the pleasure in your eyes.”
I slide over him, and he grips my ass cheeks, tugging me harder onto him so he can go deeper. Cyrus puts a knee on the cushion, and with his hands on my hips, he thrusts into me, pushing me into Emeric, who’s holding my thighs still as they both pound into me.
Emeric is the first to release his magic, then Cyrus releases his. The intense pleasure swirls at my center, and another orgasm takes over. I can’t stop moaning through each thrust they give. It’s not until they both come, I collapse on top of Emeric, dizzy. Cyrus pulls out and kisses along my shoulder, then moves my hair to kiss my cheek.
“How do you feel?”
“So damn good. I’m not going to be able to move for a while.”
“You don’t have to.”
Emeric puts a hand behind his head, caressing my arm as I lie on him, depleted of energy. Cyrus sits next to us, caressing his hand over my ass cheeks.
“We didn’t take you too hard, did we?”
“She likes it hard. At least with us, she does. She likes it softer with Griffin.”
“How do you know that?”
Emeric caresses his finger over my wrist, and the red feathers brighten, warmth spreading over my arm.
“I pay attention.”
“Well, I like it soft with Cyrus, sometimes.”
“It starts that way, doesn’t it, gorgeous?”
“Yes,” I grin. Taking Cyrus’s hand, I kiss it. “I really enjoyed being with both of you.”
Cyrus leans down to kiss me. “I’m willing to tolerate him, for you.”
Emeric lightly punches Cyrus’s shoulder. “You know you enjoyed that threesome.”
Cyrus shrugs a shoulder. “You did all right.”
Laughing, I climb off Emeric. “I’m taking a shower while you two compare skills.”
“There’s nothing to compare.” Emeric puts a hand around his lengthy cock. “It’s a landslide.”
Cyrus grimaces at Emeric as he leaves the lounge chair.
“Stop waving your dick around, or I’ll kick you out the next time you interrupt us having sex.”
Cyrus picks up a mug from the tray and takes a drink as I grab a muffin. Laughing at their banter, I leave to take a shower.
When I come downstairs, Griffin hugs me as I enter the kitchen.
“Did you have fun this morning?” He winks behind his tea mug.
Grabbing a mug for myself, I pour hot tea into it.
“You should’ve joined.”
Griffin moves into my space, putting an arm around me.
“Would you like that? To have all three of us?”
The thought sends pleasured chills down my back, adding to the tingling caress of Griffin’s hand.
“Yes. I lo—” I stop myself short and awkwardly smile up at him. “That would be fun.”
“Selene, what were you going to say?”
“I love you,” I mumble as I bring the mug to my lips.
Griffin sets his mug down, then mine. Putting his hands around my lower back, he holds me close to him and gives a smile as bright as the sun.
“I love you too.” Lifting me onto the counter, he stands between my spread legs. “Do you have enough energy left?”
“Always for you.”
Griffin removes his green shirt as I unbutton his khaki shorts. Taking off my t-shirt, he tosses it aside, then shimmies me out of my shorts and panties. Holding his cock, he guides it between my legs, rubbing it up and down my opening until I’m wet with need. His sensual kiss claims my mouth as he slides into me, slow and gentle. The roll of his hips pushes me back on the counter, but he cups my ass cheeks, holding me still as he draws out the pleasure of each thrust. With Griffin, it’s never a sprint but a slow, steady marathon, bringing me to the same glorious finish every time.
My legs hold tight to his waist as his hips stay in sync with his lips. As my pleasure climbs, he releases his magic, the blue glow swirling around us as he takes my pleasure higher.
“Tell me again.”
“I love you, Griffin.”
His magic flows through me, adding to the
