“Partly, but also because we’re selfish, impatient bastards who want you safe,” his fingers traced the lower edge of her bra and had it unhooked a scant moment later.
She wished she could see his expression clearer but the moonlight simply enhanced the angles of his features. “Safe from who?” she asked.
“Everything” Scorch dropped to his knees in front of her, lifting his face to nuzzle the underside of her breasts.
“Anything” Her bra straps rode Griffin’s fingers as he caressed her arms from shoulder to wrist.
The air had felt cold and ominous before, now heat blazed against her skin calling out to a deep vibrant lust churning inside her. Scorch flicked his tongue against her navel, as Griffin cupped her breasts the sensation melted into her feeding the craving that demanded more. The situation started to feel so surreal; she doubted the reality of it all.
Men who shape shifted into dragons, mysterious shacks filled with weapons, sex in the middle of a forest with the men she’d be lusting after at work. “It’s a dream.”
“Nope, it’s real.” Griffin kneaded her breasts with his fingers, teasing her nipples into tight nubs while pressing open mouth kisses against her neck. “Not the best timing but I can’t wait any longer.”
Scorch undid the button on her capris and she felt the material drop down her legs. She reached down to grab his hair, as if to stop him, but the moment he pressed his mouth against her panties and breathed hot air through them a deep craving roared to life and all thoughts of stopping him were long gone. She arched her back, pressing her shoulders against Griffin and gripped Scorch’s short black hair as best she could. She heart the soft tear of fabric and then his mouth was on her, his tongue spearing between her folds.
“There we go, now you feel it don’t you.” Griffin whispered in her ear like a devil on her shoulder. “The hunger, the need for us, you finally stopped questioning and holding back. Let us take care of you.”
“But, but,” she wanted to say it was too soon, too fast, but Scorch flicked his tongue around her clit and right in that moment she didn’t give a damn about anything. All she wanted and desperately needed was more.
“Take it all, Chrysta. Be selfish, don’t let Scorch get lazy.” A firm pinch to her nipple punctuated his words, the bite of his fingers shot electrified tingles straight to her pussy. She kicked off her shoes and let Scorch lead one leg to his shoulder, opening her to his view.
His large hands were wrapped tightly around her thighs, as his tongue made lazy circles around her clit. The demand for faster, harder, more sat on the tip of her tongue.
She rocked her hips against Scorch’s face, her arms wrapped back around Griffin’s neck as she stretched out her body, loving the languid arousal he created. Griffin supported her body as Scorch slide his hands up her inner thighs to the top. She held her breath as he teased her with little touches around her pussy and vaginal entrance.
“Scorch,” she ground out between her teeth.
“Tell him what you want,” the large devil currently nipping at her shoulder whispered.
“I need more, please touch me, faster, make me come.”
He moaned against her pussy and trapped her clit between his lips and flicked it mercilessly with his tongue. Chrysta thought she would lose her mind at the divine pleasure but his fingers eclipsed the sensation when he pushed one inside of her.
Her body clamped down on the digit, the invasion was a rare occurrence but the voracious craving slammed against her senses. More I…We want more. For a second she felt as though that thought hadn’t been her own, but Scorch pushed a second finger inside of her and all her concerns melted under the incredible heat that burned through her torso. He pumped his fingers and she rocked her body in counterpoint. With one hand still gripping Griffin’s neck she reached down and gripped Scorch’s head again. Pressing his mouth against her body, she swirled her hips, chasing the incredible feeling building inside of her. Scorch slipped his fingers up her pussy and parted the puffy lips to bare her throbbing clit, continually stroking it with a combination of flicks and swirls at an insane speed.
“God, yes. Fuck yes, more. More!” She demanded, echoing the thoughts in her head. She’d never felt as powerful as she did right now. Pressed between two men completely focused on her pleasure she selfishly took everything they offered and demanded more.
“Give it to him.” Griffin’s deep voice pulled at her soul. The orgasm she’d been chasing raced up on her, cresting over her sensations like a fireball. It burned away the latent memory of any man who’d ever touched her because what she’d felt was nothing compared to the intensity of this moment.
Her entire body quivered with aftershocks and she couldn’t stop the soft whimper that escaped her throat as Scorch slowly withdrew his fingers.