close to Thalia’s lips. Her muffled moan vibrated through Leraye and into Zepar, setting off another round of tremors.
For a moment, no one in the room moved. The only sounds were their heated breathing.
Leraye eased his tongue from Thalia’s body. She whimpered and lifted her hips as if begging for more. He tilted his head and pressed a gentle kiss on the inside of her thigh. “Patience, angel,” Leraye murmured against her soft white skin.
Zepar took that as his cue to slowly withdraw from Leraye. And then Zepar stood behind him. Still separate. Still alone.
Zepar watched as Leraye pulled his softening cock from Thalia’s lips and then stood. Still and strong and broad.
Leraye held out his hand to Thalia. Without hesitation, she let him pull her to her feet.
Thalia swayed in front of them. Her lips reddened and plumped and her mouth slick with Leraye’s cum.
Leraye grinned at her and licked his lips. The shadow of his beard was shiny with Thalia’s juices. Leraye curled one arm around Thalia’s shoulder and tugged her to his side. He kissed her with a fervor Zepar had rarely seen.
And for a moment, he felt left out.
Zepar took a step back.
Leraye’s hard palm grabbed his neck and jerked him into the circle of their embrace. Thalia and Leraye turned to Zepar and together they kissed him. Joy burst within him.
Their lips, one pair soft, one pair hard, assaulted his mouth. Zepar was embraced on both sides, Leraye’s thick muscular arm around his back and Thalia’s softer palm on his buttocks.
Their essences mingled in his mouth, an exquisite blend of male and female. The taste was highly erotic. Zepar closed his eyes and savored.
As if unable to help himself, Zepar pulled Thalia closer to him and slithered his tongue down her throat, and traced the same path that Leraye’s cock had taken, then pulled out of her mouth.
“Zepar,” Thalia gasped as she rubbed her breasts against his chest.
“Yes, love,” he answered.
"What would you do to make things right?" He had thought things were right. But now he knew he would do anything.
It was Leraye who questioned. “Thalia?”
“Anything.” Responded Zepar.
All of her attention was on Zepar.
“You watched us.” Thalia’s tongue played with Zepar’s nipples even as he slid his fingers to her sex and toyed with her clitoris.
“Yes,” Zepar answered.
“In the dungeon?” she probed.
“Yes.” He held his gaze steady on Thalia.
“Are you willing to give Leraye what he really wants?” She asked softly, her attention still on Zepar, but she’d managed to pull Leraye in to her snare as well.
“What do you think that is?” Zepar asked. He'd stopped breathing in anticipation, as if he couldn’t wait for her next words.
“He wants to put his cock in your ass,” she said baldly.
SEVENTEEN
Everyone stilled.
It was as if Thalia had unleashed an elephant in the giant chamber and everyone feared that if they moved, the elephant would crush them.
“It’s not necessary.” Leraye denied and pushed away from Thalia, away from Zepar.
The words, his actions, cut Zepar in the heart.
“I think it is.” Thalia countered. “Do you love me?”
“Yes.” They answered in tandem.
“Yes," Zepar said again. The word was more emphatic and more sure the second time around.
They both loved her.
“I love you, too.” She smiled, a serene, elegant yet somehow wicked smile. “And I want you to fuck each other.”
Zepar’s cock jerked at the coarse words. Of course he’d trained her in what to say to Demons to get them to respond but her words evoked images that he’d banished years ago.
He’d never been breached. That act was the last stronghold to deny what lay in his heart. He would only fuck Leraye. Zepar had never allowed the reverse. He’d let the Demon suck him off while chained and trapped but his ass remained inviolate.
“Do you agree?” Thalia’s harsh words broke into Zepar’s memories.
“Yes,” he said hoarsely.
For a moment, no one in the room moved. The only sounds were their heated breathing.
Leraye eased his tongue from Thalia’s body. She whimpered and lifted her hips as if begging for more. He tilted his head and pressed a gentle kiss on the inside of her thigh. “Patience, angel,” Leraye murmured against her soft white skin.
Zepar took that as his cue to slowly withdraw from Leraye. And then Zepar stood behind him. Still separate. Still alone.
Zepar watched as Leraye pulled his softening cock from Thalia’s lips and then stood. Still and strong and broad.
Leraye held out his hand to Thalia. Without hesitation, she let him pull her to her feet.
Thalia swayed in front of them. Her lips reddened and plumped and her mouth slick with Leraye’s cum.
Leraye grinned at her and licked his lips. The shadow of his beard was shiny with Thalia’s juices. Leraye curled one arm around Thalia’s shoulder and tugged her to his side. He kissed her with a fervor Zepar had rarely seen.
And for a moment, he felt left out.
Zepar took a step back.
Leraye’s hard palm grabbed his neck and jerked him into the circle of their embrace. Thalia and Leraye turned to Zepar and together they kissed him. Joy burst within him.
Their lips, one pair soft, one pair hard, assaulted his mouth. Zepar was embraced on both sides, Leraye’s thick muscular arm around his back and Thalia’s softer palm on his buttocks.
Their essences mingled in his mouth, an exquisite blend of male and female. The taste was highly erotic. Zepar closed his eyes and savored.
As if unable to help himself, Zepar pulled Thalia closer to him and slithered his tongue down her throat, and traced the same path that Leraye’s cock had taken, then pulled out of her mouth.
“Zepar,” Thalia gasped as she rubbed her breasts against his chest.
“Yes, love,” he answered.
"What would you do to make things right?" He had thought things were right. But now he knew he would do anything.
It was Leraye who questioned. “Thalia?”
“Anything.” Responded Zepar.
All of her attention was on Zepar.
“You watched us.” Thalia’s tongue played with Zepar’s nipples even as he slid his fingers to her sex and toyed with her clitoris.
“Yes,” Zepar answered.
“In the dungeon?” she probed.
“Yes.” He held his gaze steady on Thalia.
“Are you willing to give Leraye what he really wants?” She asked softly, her attention still on Zepar, but she’d managed to pull Leraye in to her snare as well.
“What do you think that is?” Zepar asked. He'd stopped breathing in anticipation, as if he couldn’t wait for her next words.
“He wants to put his cock in your ass,” she said baldly.
SEVENTEEN
Everyone stilled.
It was as if Thalia had unleashed an elephant in the giant chamber and everyone feared that if they moved, the elephant would crush them.
“It’s not necessary.” Leraye denied and pushed away from Thalia, away from Zepar.
The words, his actions, cut Zepar in the heart.
“I think it is.” Thalia countered. “Do you love me?”
“Yes.” They answered in tandem.
“Yes," Zepar said again. The word was more emphatic and more sure the second time around.
They both loved her.
“I love you, too.” She smiled, a serene, elegant yet somehow wicked smile. “And I want you to fuck each other.”
Zepar’s cock jerked at the coarse words. Of course he’d trained her in what to say to Demons to get them to respond but her words evoked images that he’d banished years ago.
He’d never been breached. That act was the last stronghold to deny what lay in his heart. He would only fuck Leraye. Zepar had never allowed the reverse. He’d let the Demon suck him off while chained and trapped but his ass remained inviolate.
“Do you agree?” Thalia’s harsh words broke into Zepar’s memories.
“Yes,” he said hoarsely.
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