by Aubrey Ross
"You've certainly waited long enough to claim your prize.” Humor was unmistakable in his tense tone, then tenderness filled his mind and he added, “Fuck me, love. I want your cock inside me."
Sophie trembled. Her body stretched tight around Teladorian, yet she sensed his body as well. Azariel smoothed lube around and into Teladorian's tight hole. Desire blazed from him, warming Sophie from the inside out.
"You still with us?” Azariel asked, pausing to stroke her hip.
"Always."
He shifted his stance slightly and worked the head of his cock into Teladorian's ass.
Teladorian gasped, his cock jerking inside Sophie. Heat and excitement flowed freely between them. The fullness pushed through Teladorian and into Sophie as Azariel introduced his shaft inch by inch.
Azariel drew back then slowly drove a bit deeper. Teladorian groaned and shuddered. He wrapped his arms around Sophie, drawing strength from her as he submitted body and soul to Azariel.
With his cock lodged deep inside Teladorian, Azariel paused to caress his lovers. His hands stroked sides and rubbed shoulders until Teladorian relaxed enough to mimic his movements. Teladorian caressed Sophie, his hands greedy, yet tender.
They hung suspended in the sensual haze, gathering energy for the coming storm. Azariel pulled back then drove inward, filling Teladorian with one slow stroke. He pulled back again and Teladorian followed, fucking as he was fucked.
Sophie shut her eyes against the pleasure. She was surrounded with and filled by sensations so intense they threatened her sanity. Slow and steady only inflamed their mutual desire. Soon Azariel's pace sped and Teladorian followed suit. They rocked as one unit, driving the pleasure higher than it had ever gone before.
She threw back her head and cried out as her orgasm ripped through her. Teladorian wrapped his arm around her waist, holding her still while he thrust fast and hard then joined her in completion. Azariel was half a second behind, driving deep as he shot his seed into Teladorian's warm body.
For a long time they didn't move. The men held their weight off her without disrupting the union of their bodies.
"If this is punishment,” Teladorian said a few minutes later, “I fully intend to misbehave."
Azariel laughed and finally found the strength to move. “This is one of many punishments. I can paddle your ass while Sophie sucks your cock."
"Or I can paddle his ass while you suck his cock,” she proposed.
"Or I can paddle your ass while Azariel licks your pussy,” Teladorian countered, laughter brightening his tone.
"The combinations are endless.” Azariel stretched out his arms and hugged them both. “And I have a feeling we'll try them all."
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Epilogue
Cadin paced in front of Emit, too infuriated for immobility. They had just returned to the Duarte fortress when Cadin materialized in Emit's favorite form. The buxom blonde seemed particularly inappropriate given Cadin's mood. “You incompetent fool!” she cried, her voice almost shrill. “They made you look like a terrified puppy and you allowed it."
"I had no choice,” he snapped, looking around the deserted kitchen to make sure they weren't overheard. “Teladorian's spells are—"
"Teladorian is a demon bastard like any other. I could have found another before anyone realized Teladorian's spells were gone."
"Why didn't you tell me that before? I know you were there, watching, plotting. You're always plotting. I can sense it.” He stalked toward her, suspicion twisting his features.
Excitement stirred within Cadin. Whenever his father's strength flared to life within Emit it made Cadin horny as hell. It wouldn't do for Emit to realize just how often he was manipulated or how far Cadin's plots extended.
"You promised to leave Sophie alone,” she reminded him. “That doesn't mean you can't seek revenge elsewhere."
Emit grabbed her by the shoulders and spun her around. Odd sensation stirred within her body, prickly tingles and melting heat. He pushed one hand up under her blouse, roughly cupping her breast.
"Do you want me to fuck you again?” Emit whispered the question in her ear as his fingers tugged on her nipple. “I think you've developed a taste for physical pleasures. I'm not even sure you realize how often you materialize when we're alone."
Cadin shivered. Was he right? Had the fleeting pleasures of the flesh lured and intoxicated her? She should disintegrate and prove him wrong, but already her pussy ripened, ready for a good, long fuck. “If you make me come really hard, I'll tell you what I'm plotting."
He tugged her pants down and bent her over the counter. “No. If I enjoy this well enough, I might listen to what you have to say.” He thrust into her aching body without further warning. “If not, I'll banish you to oblivion."
She grasped the edge of the counter and moaned. His cock felt so good as it pounded into her. She didn't care if they were seen. Nothing mattered but the thick, hard slide of his flesh inside hers.
Harder and faster he thrust, slamming her knees against the cupboard with each impact. She arched, desperate for the burst of sensation awaiting her at the end of all the grunting.
Suddenly he stopped, his cock lodged deep inside her. “Now tell me what you're up to and I'll let you come."
"No!” She tightened her inner muscles, trying to detonate the sensations herself.
"I'm not as foolish as you thought, Cadin. And I'm aware of a whole lot more than you realize.” He slipped his hand between her thighs and gently tugged on her clit.
She cried out and wiggled wildly. “All right! All right. I'll tell you, just let me come."
He continued to pluck on her clit, while he resumed a slow, deep rhythm. She sprawled against the counter, momentarily surrendering to his demands. She could leave him whenever she wanted. She'd survived for decades without these sensations and she could do so again. She? When had she begun to think of herself as one gender or the other?
The pleasure crested and she cried out, shaking with the force of her orgasm. So he wasn't as useless as she thought. Wasn't that a good thing?
"Talk.” He held her down, his cock still buried inside her.
"Darius Zoltan has three sons.” She sounded breathless and dazed. “Your father targeted the wrong clan from the beginning. A direct assault makes far more sense."
"Go on. I'm listening.” He pulled her chest away from the counter and cupped both breasts, his thumbs abrading her nipples.
"All we need to do is show his sons, one by one, that the modern world can be a very dangerous place indeed..."
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Aubrey Ross
Award winning author Aubrey Ross writes an eclectic assortment of erotic fiction. From power struggles between futuristic clans, to adventurous Mystic Keepers, her stories are filled with passion and imagination. Some of her recent awards include an EPPIE finalist, Passionate Plume finalists, and a CAPA nomination from The Romance Studio.
With a pampered cat curled on the corner of her desk, Aubrey dreams of fascinating worlds and larger than life adventures—and wouldn't have it any other way! Visit her website at www.aubreyross.com. Join Aubrey's news group at: groups.yahoo.com/group/Anything-but-Ordinary/.
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