Neil watched as Isaac draped her legs over his thighs and then opened his legs. Neil stared at the pink glistening skin revealed to him. He licked his lips as he thought about tasting her sweet cream.
He couldn’t wait to taste her essence. Already, he could smell the light scent of nutmeg and knew the flavor would burst over his tongue, along with the creamy taste of her desire. He’d never smelled anything more intoxicating.
He knelt and leaned forward bracing his hands on the couch on either side of Isaac’s thighs. Naomi’s legs tightened. He didn’t know if anticipation pulsed through her or if she wanted to tease him a little. He wouldn’t mind her burning in anticipation, but teasing was out of the question when her desire had set fire to them.
He had to make sure that her desire flared hot enough to send her over with them. He wouldn’t leave her wanting. She’d come with him and then with Isaac. After that, if she had too much energy, they’d take her into the bedroom and start all over again. He didn’t mind giving his full attention to this task over and over again.
“I see your juices, baby. I can’t wait to lick them up and work my tongue over your clit.” He leaned in and placed a kiss on her thighs.
“Well, you’d better start or I’ll have to wrestle out of Isaac’s arms, because all this waiting is aggravating me. I don’t deal well with torment.” She frowned down at him.
“Not very good with patience are you?” He knew she had a lot of patience in certain situations, but delayed satisfaction apparently wasn’t one of them.
She bared her teeth at him. Looking up at her, he bared his, showing her the lengthened canines. He focused on the sweet pussy waiting for his attention. He swiped his tongue over the lips. The taste of nutmeg and cream burst over his taste buds.
With a firm grip on her thighs, he leaned in closer. He swiped his tongue up from her entrance over her clit. Her hands clasped his hair, pulling him toward her pussy.
He didn’t need the guiding tug. That pink flesh and the juices waiting there lured him closer. He intended to worship those sensitive tissues. Her responsiveness and the delicious flavor drew him back for more.
When his tongue flicked and dragged over the sensitive bud, she groaned. He sought to draw more than that soft sound from her lips. She needed to be trembling and gasping, teetering on the edge of coming before he drew back and let her do her best to him. He didn’t know how long he’d last.
The taste of her sweet pussy made him need her more. He needed to sink his cock deep into her and feel the walls pulling at him.
She writhed and her pussy inched a little closer. He enjoyed lapping at her juices and flicking at her clit. Her spicy nutmeg taste and scent filled his senses. He couldn’t get enough and leaned closer to get more.
It took him a moment to realize she’d leaned back against Isaac. He slid his finger over the slick folds and pressed a finger into her pussy as he lapped at her. The walls of her channel clamped down on his finger as if to hold it within her.
The immediate reaction drew a satisfied smile from him as he opened his mouth over her clit. He sucked the hood into his mouth. He added another finger to the one pressing in and out of her pussy.
Her fingers tightened in his hair. He hissed at the sharp pain. Her breath caught on a hitch and her body jerked in his hold. She teetered close to her peak. He didn’t need to look up to judge that. He could tell by the way her inner walls rippled and clenched.
“If you plan to fuck her before you bring her off, you’d better cut the teasing, Neil. She won’t last much longer. She’s trembling and her body is tightening.” Isaac put hand on Neil’s shoulder.
The words reminded Neil that they weren’t here to make her come and then bring her up again. Although it might help a little with her energy problem, he didn’t think it would burn enough energy to matter.
Neil eased back. Normally, he’d sprawl on the couch and let her ride him there, but he wanted to look up at her. Maybe he’d reach up to tug at the reddened nipples as she moved over him. He didn’t want to wait for Isaac to move out for the way. He yearned to see her straddling him.
“Come down here to me, baby.” Neil moved out to an open area of the carpet and relaxed on his back. He held out his hand.
Once Isaac released her, she stood and hurried over to him. She stepped across him until her feet rested on either side of his hips. As he looked up at her, he wondered if he’d ever seen a more beautiful woman.
She lowered down until she knelt over him. He gripped her hips as she reached between them to guide his shaft into her. He drew his hand up and down her thigh. The soft, smooth warmth of her skin kept his hand gliding over her as he strained to keep his hips still. She moved almost too slowly.
He clenched his teeth as her slick juices coated the head of his cock. As her sweet channel clenched around his invading shaft, he closed his eyes. That felt so damn good he nearly lost all control.
“Ride me, baby. I want to watch you moving over me as we get rid of a little of that energy making you wild tonight.” Neil drew his hand up her back.
His eyes locked on her nipples. The hard, reddened tips begged to have a mouth sucking at them. He held back. She had the lead for now. If he became too aroused, he’d flip them over and start driving into her. The idea sounded great, but she needed something else tonight.
She began with a lazy canting of her hips. Her hands braced on the floor near his shoulders. She lifted her hips. He glanced down their bodies and saw where they joined. His cock glistened with her juices as she moved upward.
She lowered onto him again. Her inner muscles tightened around him. He gasped as the rippling contraction nearly ripped away his control.
He cupped the back of her head, his fingers threading through the silky strands of her hair. Unable to resist the temptation, he drew her down until he could lift up and close his lips over one of those beaded nipples.
He captured the bud between his lips and sucked hard for a moment. She gasped. He didn’t know what caused the sound, but the press of her lower body down onto his cock showed her enjoyment.
The taste of nutmeg teased his senses as he lapped at her nipple. She plunged down hard when his teeth scraped over the bud. He teased the taut peak until it reddened and tightened even more. She moaned and her breast pushed closer to his lips in silent demand.
He knew what she wanted, but savored the opportunity to entice her for a few moments. He couldn’t hold out much more than that. He longed to wrap his lips around the flesh and suck again.
Her hips rolled in a sensuous dance that pushed them both closer to the edge. He lapped and scraped at the sensitive peak of her nipple before finally drawing it into his mouth. She moaned as her hips ground against his.
He could feel the tremble surge through her body. Her climax rose within her. He grasped her hip with his free hand and guided her in a hard, fast pace designed to send them both right over the edge. He sucked hard at her breast. His cheeks hollowed out with each draw.
She rode him. Her hips twisted as she searched for the pleasure she craved. From the frustrated moan, she needed a little something extra to go over. He reached between them to flick her clit. Her inner muscles clenched on him. She tensed and gulped in air. Her body shook and a hoarse cry erupted from her throat. She collapsed onto his chest in a near boneless heap.
The feel of her channel rippling over his cock sent him right over the precipice. He dove into the waiting pleasure. His hands tightened on her hips as he continued moving her as he came. Fiery pleasure washed out from his center, sizzling over his skin and leaving him shaken and panting.
He savored the warmth and weight of her body as the sweet bliss faded. He knew that Isaac would be waiting for his turn soon. Until then, he’d enjoy this chance to cuddle with her. He liked the fact that she’d turn to them when she’d needed them as much as he liked being able to provide what she needed.
Chapter Twenty-Two
Isaac savored the sight of their woman
sprawled on top of Neil. She looked well-fucked and nearly exhausted, but as the pleasure faded, the energy tightened her muscles. She’d need at least one more round to burn through what she’d taken into her. He didn’t mind providing her with that.
She pushed herself into a sitting position and looked over at him. He smiled at her held out his hand. If she didn’t have any plan for this round, he had some definite ideas.
She stood and shook her head as if to clear it. He could understand that action. Making love with her left him needing some time to think of anything else.
“Now, it’s your turn to help me get rid of a little energy. Think you can handle it as well as Neil did?” She strolled over to him, her hips swaying with each slow step.
“I can. How do you want to do this?” He raised a brow. If she left it up to him, he’d go with his desire to have her bent over something as he pounded into her from behind.
“Why don’t we start with you heating me up? As much energy as I have, I’m not quite as ready as I was when Neil and I started. We’ll get to the position a little later.” She smiled as she pushed him down into a chair and settled on top of him.
Her aggressiveness provoked the dominance within him. He pushed it down for the moment. He didn’t know if he’d make it through teasing her without responding to it. For now, he liked the confidence and determination she showed.
The position she’d taken was absolutely wonderful, as well. Since she straddled him, her pussy remained open to his manipulation. Her breasts hung tantalizingly close. He only had to lean down and open his mouth over one of the reddened peaks.
He did just that as he slipped his hand between their bodies. He wanted to get her hot and ready before he lost grip on his control. If she showed much more aggression though, he’d have her exactly as he needed her. While she’d love it, she wouldn’t think it was what she desired at the moment.
He glided his fingers between the lips of her pussy and found her slick from her play with Neil. He stroked his fingers over her clit. Her hips jerked. He enjoyed the small sound, but hungered to draw more from her.
The jut of her hardened nipples enticed him to give them a little attention as he played. He tongued the reddened peak of her nipple and sucked on it. Her distinct taste hit him. The bite of cinnamon burst through his mouth and the cream undernote lured him back for more.
While he feasted on her breasts, he teased her with his fingers. With slow strokes, he circled her clit. He caught the hitch in her breath. Her head tipped back. She arched into his touch. The move pressed the mound into his mouth.
“Isaac, you’re driving me crazy.” She shook her head.
“That’s the idea, baby. I need you hot.” He slid two fingers into her channel. The muscles rippled over his fingers. He loved the tugging contractions. “Watching you ride Neil nearly sent me off like a young boy. I want to finish inside your pussy.”
“I want you inside me. Your fingers are great, but they aren’t what I need.” Her nails sank into his arm. The slight sting shot through him.
He pulled his head back and stared at her as he grazed his thumb over her clit. “A little more and you’ll be ready.”
“I’m ready now.” She leaned forward and nipped his neck.
The sting raced over him, drawing a growl. He panted trying to grasp his flagging restraint. Part of him wanted to give her what she asked for. He leaned down and drew his lengthened fangs across her shoulder in silent warning. The woman tempted him, even if she didn’t realize it.
Her hands clutched at his shoulder. She nuzzled the spot she’d nipped. Her tongue swiped over his flesh. He pulled her closer. Tremors ran over his body. He held onto his control by the tips of his fingers. Much more and he’d lose it.
Her teeth once again closing on his skin jolted through him. He stiffened and sprang to his feet, holding onto her as he did. She gasped and tightened her arms around him with the sudden movement.
That was it. He couldn’t take any more of the torture. She’d pushed at him until he couldn’t hold out any longer. Thoughts of pressing her to the ground and holding her in place as he fucked her rolled through his mind. When his eyes fell on the chair, a better idea hit him.
He stalked around the chair, putting her on her feet once he reached the back of it. He spun her to face the open room and pushed her forward.
“Brace your hands on the arms of the chair.” He couldn’t hold back the growl in his voice.
Her aggression pushed him close to transforming into his alternate form. He didn’t want her to see that primitive side of him yet. Not until she started to feel some of the drives developing within her and she could understand.
“Damn it, Isaac, this is my turn.” She tried to turn around to face him.
“Was your turn. You should have kept to the kisses and nuzzles. Those bites proved to be the last straw. Now, it’s my turn.” He kept her facing away from him as he moved in until his body pressed against hers.
“I want this my way.” She turned her head and glared at him.
“Tell me that you don’t want this any way you can get it.” He swept his palm over her stomach and down to the mound of her pussy.
He drew his fingers over the slick lips. Her juices coated his fingers. He traced the seam back and forth but didn’t press between them. Need pounded through him, but he didn’t surrender to the urge to plunge deep into her. He wanted her to admit the truth before he gave her what they both wanted.
She gasped. Her hips rocked forward, trying to force his fingers into solid contact with the nub between the folds. The sway of her hips drew him closer to her. He wanted to feel the movement against his cock, the heat of her skin, and the glide of her juices. Although, he didn’t intend to join them until he had her admission.
His cock slipped between her legs. Her cream slipped over his cock as he brushed against her folds. She pressed back against him, seeking his fingers on her clit.
“Damn, Isaac, touch my clit.” She rocked forward forcefully.
“When you tell me whether you need it your way or any way that gives you pleasure.” Isaac kept his touch light, knowing that it would drive her crazy.
She groaned. “I need the pleasure any way I can have it.”
One of his hands cupped her breast, playing with the hardened nipple as he slipped his fingers between the plump folds and stroked his fingers over the sensitive nub hidden there. She shivered. Her hips rolled into the slow rhythm of his fingers. He knew that pleasure rose in her. Tension tightened the muscles in her body.
“Don’t tease.” She pressed her hips back into him.
He laughed at the demand. She’d driven him and Neil out of their minds and she told him not to tease. He didn’t have the stamina to prolong the torment. With the raging desire writhing inside of him, he was surprised that he’d made it this far.
He pulled back far enough to fit his cock to her entrance. She moaned until the head began to nudge into her. As if that broke her hold, she rocked back into him. He hoped for enough control to last beyond a few strokes.
She had to come first. He gritted his teeth as he pushed into her. The lazy pace ripped at the last shreds of his restraint. He wanted to drive deep and fast into her. He resisted the urge for the moment. His body burned. He knew he wouldn’t be able to hold out for long. The feel of her inner muscles rippling over his cock made it worse.
He settled his fingers over her clit and drew them in circles, determined to take her over the edge. Her breath hitched. She drove her hips back against him. Her back arched. A low groan escaped her lips and she trembled as she pushed back into each thrust.
Her inner muscles clenched around him. She gasped as the pleasure took her. He let loose of the last of his control. With a groan, he sank deep, pulled back, and plunged again. His pace increased as his body tightened with the need to come.
As he sank into her, the pull of her sweet sheath drove his desire higher with each stroke. He hauled her back against him, enjoyi
ng the cushion of her buttocks with each drive of his hips. Heat swelled through him.
Desperately, he plunged into her. The passion swelled within him. He came. His hips continued ramming against her. He tried to grasp every bit of pleasure waiting for him.
As he leaned over her, he spread kisses over her shoulder. The bite of cinnamon tormented him, making him hunger for more as his body pulsed with the recent bliss. He smoothed his hand over her stomach.
Naomi leaned against the chair. Her head down, her breathing a little rapid. She didn’t seem half as keyed up as she’d been before, although he’d seriously looked forward to letting her exhaust herself with them.
“Do you need to milk a little of your energy before you can rest tonight?” Isaac leaned down and placed a kiss on her shoulder. The urge to bite right there rolled through him making his canines ache and his cock begin to harden again.
“Well, I was going to say that if you needed a break, Neil could give me some time, but, apparently you don’t need any type of break.” Naomi put her hand over his and squeezed.
“He might not need a break, but he’ll get one as he watches you and me.” Neil stepped forward and strode around the chair. Judging by the heat in his stare, watching had made him hungry.
“I’ll enjoy watching. I’ll be hungry and eager to get my hands on you when you’ve come for him.” Isaac smiled and stepped back.
He groaned as his cock slipped free from her body. He’d like to go to sleep buried deep inside her. Anyone who disturbed them better have a good set of legs or wings. They would face one angry Gargoyle.
Chapter Twenty-Three
Isaac bolted up, wide awake, uncertain of what woke him. He knew that morning hadn’t arrived yet. It wasn’t close to time to get up. He lifted his head, remaining silent. Darkness cloaked the room. The dim beam of light from the waning moon streamed through the window.
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