Because in his heart, he wanted exactly what Leraye and Thalia wanted.
"Not without you, Thalia,” Leraye said. Zepar knew in that moment that Leraye would protect Thalia at all costs.
Thalia agreed breathlessly.
Leraye took charge. “Bed. Now.” A shiver of arousal skimmed over Zepar.
“Thalia, lie down. Spread your legs,” Leraye said.
She lay on the velvet duvet and spread her legs wide. The glistening folds of her sex beckoned. “You haven’t had your cock for the day, have you?” Zepar said.
She twitched as if trying to suck in a cock that wasn’t there. Her fingers moved toward her pussy.
“Don’t touch yourself.” Leraye ordered her. “Watch us first.”
Zepar’s cock was already hard again as he stood by the side of the bed. Leraye came up behind him and pressed his hard muscled chest against the tense planes of Zepar’s back. The sensation was unfamiliar and yet he relaxed into the embrace. Leraye’s chest hair crinkled against his back and the hard rod of Leraye’s erection rubbed in the cleft of his buttocks.
And then Leraye reached around his waist and gripped Zepar’s cock in his masculine hand. The rougher, bigger palm should have been more like his own and yet, Leraye was shaped differently, so he felt the change from the tip of his cock down to his toes.
Leraye circled Zepar’s throbbing, aching cock and squeezed.
Zepar stiffened.
And Leraye swiped the ball of his thumb over his weeping head repeatedly. Until Zepar’s hips involuntarily began to move, trying to initiate harder contact.
Thalia whimpered.
“Don’t worry, angel. I’m just getting him ready for you.” With one final swipe, Leraye released Zepar's cock. Leraye’s stubbled jaw brushed his shoulder and Zepar felt the lightest of kisses on his neck. Leraye’s voice rumbled in his ear. “Turn around.”
Zepar turned slowly to face Leraye. Despite his harsh commands, a certain vulnerability hovered in Leraye’s pale blue gaze. And Zepar sought to reassure him the only way he could.
Zepar cupped Leraye’s jaw in his hand and slowly brought his mouth to his friend’s. The first touch of their lips was tentative. A mere brush of their mouths. But then as if a torrent of sensation released within him, Zepar grabbed Leraye’s hips and jerked their bodies together.
Everything about kissing Leraye was harder. Thicker jaw, harder lips, and even harder pressure against his mouth. The thick broad planes of Leraye's chest against Zepar’s and the hard rod of his erection as they rubbed their cocks together. And Zepar loved it.
Leraye’s arms curled tight around Zepar’s ribs and he thrust his tongue inside of Zepar’s mouth. Suddenly the contact was rough, intense as their tongues dueled for supremacy and they rubbed their cocks against the softer skin of their bellies. Pre-cum leaked from Zepar’s slit and coated Leraye’s belly and Zepar wanted to claim this warrior.
Zepar groaned and Leraye broke out of the embrace.
“Fuck her, gently,” Leraye said.
Zepar climbed on the bed and hovered over Thalia. Heat rose from her aroused body. Her nipples were reddened and puckered and begged for his mouth. Zepar bent down and sucked one hardened tip into his mouth. She tasted of sex and love. Her regal body flushed. Red love bites marred the insides of her thighs, the marks from Leraye’s mouth.
Thalia’s gaze was glued to Zepar’s cock. He’d never been so hard in his life. “Please.”
Slowly, Zepar eased his cock into her wet folds. Her sex suctioned him in as if she had been long without a cock and was starving for one. The contact was feminine and sweet and erotic as she softly, gently kissed him.
Her kiss was nothing like the invasion from Leraye yet touched a tender place inside of Zepar. A sense of completing their circle swept through him.
Zepar pulled back out, and teased her clitoris with the head of his cock, rubbing back and forth with just enough pressure to have her squirming. The sensual
"Not without you, Thalia,” Leraye said. Zepar knew in that moment that Leraye would protect Thalia at all costs.
Thalia agreed breathlessly.
Leraye took charge. “Bed. Now.” A shiver of arousal skimmed over Zepar.
“Thalia, lie down. Spread your legs,” Leraye said.
She lay on the velvet duvet and spread her legs wide. The glistening folds of her sex beckoned. “You haven’t had your cock for the day, have you?” Zepar said.
She twitched as if trying to suck in a cock that wasn’t there. Her fingers moved toward her pussy.
“Don’t touch yourself.” Leraye ordered her. “Watch us first.”
Zepar’s cock was already hard again as he stood by the side of the bed. Leraye came up behind him and pressed his hard muscled chest against the tense planes of Zepar’s back. The sensation was unfamiliar and yet he relaxed into the embrace. Leraye’s chest hair crinkled against his back and the hard rod of Leraye’s erection rubbed in the cleft of his buttocks.
And then Leraye reached around his waist and gripped Zepar’s cock in his masculine hand. The rougher, bigger palm should have been more like his own and yet, Leraye was shaped differently, so he felt the change from the tip of his cock down to his toes.
Leraye circled Zepar’s throbbing, aching cock and squeezed.
Zepar stiffened.
And Leraye swiped the ball of his thumb over his weeping head repeatedly. Until Zepar’s hips involuntarily began to move, trying to initiate harder contact.
Thalia whimpered.
“Don’t worry, angel. I’m just getting him ready for you.” With one final swipe, Leraye released Zepar's cock. Leraye’s stubbled jaw brushed his shoulder and Zepar felt the lightest of kisses on his neck. Leraye’s voice rumbled in his ear. “Turn around.”
Zepar turned slowly to face Leraye. Despite his harsh commands, a certain vulnerability hovered in Leraye’s pale blue gaze. And Zepar sought to reassure him the only way he could.
Zepar cupped Leraye’s jaw in his hand and slowly brought his mouth to his friend’s. The first touch of their lips was tentative. A mere brush of their mouths. But then as if a torrent of sensation released within him, Zepar grabbed Leraye’s hips and jerked their bodies together.
Everything about kissing Leraye was harder. Thicker jaw, harder lips, and even harder pressure against his mouth. The thick broad planes of Leraye's chest against Zepar’s and the hard rod of his erection as they rubbed their cocks together. And Zepar loved it.
Leraye’s arms curled tight around Zepar’s ribs and he thrust his tongue inside of Zepar’s mouth. Suddenly the contact was rough, intense as their tongues dueled for supremacy and they rubbed their cocks against the softer skin of their bellies. Pre-cum leaked from Zepar’s slit and coated Leraye’s belly and Zepar wanted to claim this warrior.
Zepar groaned and Leraye broke out of the embrace.
“Fuck her, gently,” Leraye said.
Zepar climbed on the bed and hovered over Thalia. Heat rose from her aroused body. Her nipples were reddened and puckered and begged for his mouth. Zepar bent down and sucked one hardened tip into his mouth. She tasted of sex and love. Her regal body flushed. Red love bites marred the insides of her thighs, the marks from Leraye’s mouth.
Thalia’s gaze was glued to Zepar’s cock. He’d never been so hard in his life. “Please.”
Slowly, Zepar eased his cock into her wet folds. Her sex suctioned him in as if she had been long without a cock and was starving for one. The contact was feminine and sweet and erotic as she softly, gently kissed him.
Her kiss was nothing like the invasion from Leraye yet touched a tender place inside of Zepar. A sense of completing their circle swept through him.
Zepar pulled back out, and teased her clitoris with the head of his cock, rubbing back and forth with just enough pressure to have her squirming. The sensual
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