The Moon, the Madness, and the Magic (23 page)

Dane moved to a position where he could pay close attention to stimulating Celeste’s breasts, nuzzling and licking her hard, erect nipples. He released a wet nipple and nipped the soft skin beneath her ear. She groaned and whimpered as he held her legs sprawled open wide for Rourke’s access.

Rourke smiled and knelt between her legs, looking his fill. Her pussy lips glistened with the moisture seeping from her inner core. “See the way her clit protrudes from her labia, all pink and swollen with arousal?”

She lay like a wanton feast before them. She arched her back, and Rourke lifted her hips to take her pussy to his mouth, turning to wink at Dane before he buried his head against her mound. Spreading her legs wider, he went down between Celeste’s legs, suckling her clit and laving her while Dane watched.

“God, she’s so wet, Rourke. Give me a taste.”

Rourke stuck his fingers deep inside Celeste and pulled them back out, offering Dane the honey dripping from his hand. Dane licked at Rourke’s fingers, sucking them into his mouth. “She’s delicious. I’ve never tasted anything so exotic before.” He groaned, and so did Rourke.

“It’s my succubus rising.” Celeste barely got the words out between strained breaths.

“Your taste is irresistible.” Dane thrust his tongue into her mouth and lightly pinched her nipples. She gasped and squirmed beneath them.

For now, Rourke concentrated on her pussy, licking, nipping, and nuzzling the delicious, plump lips between her thighs until he felt her tension build to a frenzied peak and liquid heat burst into his mouth. “Mmm, you taste like honeyed brandy.”

He hummed against her nub and elicited a scream of pure pleasure as more liquid fire poured out of her. “Rourke, do that again, pleeease,” she begged.

“Here, let Dane have a taste.”

Dane leaned down her body, his long hair skimming her delicate skin, his muscular, golden length draped over her, and he buried his face in her folds, licking at the remnants of her climax.

Her hips collapsed, limp in Rourke’s palms. He watched Dane’s mouth pleasuring her, and she whimpered as he finished licking her clean. When Dane lifted his head, Rourke leaned into him for a kiss. He sucked Dane’s tongue into his mouth and swallowed Celeste’s flavor. “She tastes good on your lips.”

“My turn,” Celeste said and
pulled Dane against her, allowing his kiss.

Rourke moved off the bed and grabbed Dane by his hair, pulling him out of his way. Then he smiled, backed up, and leaned down to kiss her himself. Sticking his tongue down her throat, he indicated what he wanted from her, what he would expect from her. He handled his cock. “Now, come over here and suck me.”

Dane moved behind her and helped position her on her knees on the floor in front of Rourke. She tilted her chin up. Rourke repositioned his throbbing cock at her lips and waited for her tongue to stroke him. When she opened her mouth and whipped her tongue across the slit, he moaned and pressed himself between her lips. She opened up for him and took his length down her throat. He picked up the rhythm and fucked her mouth, closing his eyes, allowing the pleasure to wash over him.

He wondered if Dane could bring himself to suck him, wondered if he would offer his ass to him in submission or if he’d have to be seduced by the succubus inside Celeste. The other man’s musky scent swirled around him, turning Rourke on instead of putting him off.

He opened his eyes to the sight of Dane on his knees next to Celeste. Cocking an arched brow at Dane with the obvious matter unspoken, the words came out deep and passionate, hoarse with arousal, when he finally voiced the question. “Are you ready for your turn?”

Dane said nothing but motioned Celeste aside. He bent over Rourke’s cock, and by assuming his submissive position, relieved some of Rourke’s concern.

He took Rourke’s cock in his mouth, held his hips in his hands and drove the length of his cock down his throat, tonguing the sensitive underside the way only another man would understand. He followed a few deep, quick strokes by licking his balls and sucking them into his mouth and rolling them over his tongue. Dane devoted all his energy to sucking and licking Rourke until his balls rode high and tight and his own hard cock stood mounted between his thighs like a monument.

Once Rourke was satisfied with Dane’s submission and the tingling sensation rose up like a snake behind his balls, his cock began to lurch, and he gripped Dane firmly to stop him. He didn’t want to come like this, and he’d enjoyed the magic of his tongue almost too much.

They moved back to the bed, and Rourke took the initiative to bend Dane over within reach of Celeste’s cunt so he could smell her. But what he really wanted was to watch Celeste’s pussy lips devour Dane’s cock while her mouth sucked his own cock to completion.

Rourke encouraged Dane's hips between her thighs, positioning his friend’s dick at her opening, rubbing the head in her juices. Dane’s knees bent, and his hips flexed as Rourke pushed the flared, mushroomed head into Celeste’s hot, wet slit. Rourke realized touching Dane’s cock felt strangely familiar. He could almost feel the sensation in his own cock when she contracted around Dane’s thick shaft. Was it his imagination when he sensed the pleasurable fullness she experienced as Dane filled her and powerfully drove into her white-hot depths? Or was it their connection?

Dane rocked into her, going farther still. Rourke’s hands spread her knees wider. She arched up off the bed to take Dane’s thick cock deeper inside her, all the way to her womb. Lifting her hips higher, she thrust while he stroked.

She reached up to caress Rourke while arching her hips into Dane’s thrust. She seemed insatiable, but no more than they had expected.

Rourke asked, “Do you want us both, Celeste?”

Her lowered lids barely raised, but she nodded. Rourke straddled her face. She moved one hand out of Dane’s hair and took Rourke’s cock in her hand and started sucking and licking his long, hard length. She licked his balls then sucked them into her mouth, twirling over them with her tongue before returning and taking him down her throat. Pre-cum bubbled at his tip.

She paused for a breath and said, “God, you taste good.”

The way she said the words convinced Rourke he’d found a woman who really loved sucking cock as much as he enjoyed fucking her mouth.

While Dane fucked Celeste with a primal energy Rourke felt at his back, she feasted on Rourke’s cock like it was her last meal. He pumped in and out, knowing he’d hold out, enjoying the edge of the orgasm for the first time in forever. His climax waited pleasantly just out of his reach, not as desperately as it usually did.

He slipped his cock in and out of her sweet lips with quick, even thrusts as the illusion of the wolf consumed him. He pulled out. She licked her lips and opened her eyes wide. He groaned when he saw they’d glazed into the crystalline, diamond gaze of the succubus, white-hot heat and cold fusion wrapped up in a penetrating, sensual demand. It was then he realized she was going to pull their orgasms from them as nothing before ever had.

He might rule in many things, but in this—how they had sex, what they would do, and how long they could last—well, with her succubus rising, he and Dane wouldn’t have much control over the outcome. She was the ruler of orgasms. She could suck their very souls from their bodies if she wasn’t careful, so what was another orgasm or two?

Celeste raked her nails down his chest just as the triggering hitch warned them Dane was about to come. The hot streams of cum shot off inside her while he dragged his extended claws down Rourke’s back. She reached deep into Rourke’s mind and sent the pain he needed through him. The dragon inside him roared, and she laughed.

The pressure behind Rourke’s balls increased with his pace until he couldn’t hold back. He howled with the sensation of having her draw the cum from his body like a vacuum, and then she filled his mind with sensations of unbelievable pleasure. He couldn’t stop. His climax exploded more powerfully than any he could ever remember. He pumped spurt after spurt into her demanding mouth, and she took it all. This was too good to be true. He hoped their connection would control the dragon when the beast consumed him.

“She’s got a tight pussy and a hot mouth. How did we get so lucky?” Dane had rolled to his side, spent for the moment, but not too spent to react to the sound of Rourke’s moans of satisfaction as Celeste’s demanding mouth finished stroking him to completion.

Rourke moved back on his knees, lifted her arms over her head, and straddled her breasts. He had to kiss her, taste his cum in her mouth. He cupped her face in his hands and bent down to touch is lips to hers. She opened her mouth and took his tongue inside, sucking it like she had his cock.

He moaned. The taste of his cum in her mouth pleased him, and to his surprise, turned him on all over again. His cock slid between her breasts as he moved down her body, kissing his way past her nipples and the soft underside of each breast, teasing and stroking her belly on his way to her pussy.

He pushed Dane out of the way so he had better access to all of her. She was still sensitive when he touched her clit and very wet when he slipped a finger inside her. All this pleasure from this woman, and she was all theirs, meant for them. It scared him spitless.

“I don’t know why, but I’m hard as nails again, and I don’t think she’s finished with us yet. How you doing over there, Dane?”

“Perfect. This cock works great.” Dane rolled to his back and waited, his hands pumping his own cock back to erection while Rourke examined every nook and cranny between Celeste’s spread legs.

“I see the blood pumped back into your groin fast enough when you got a look at this.” Rourke lifted her knees and pushed his fingers deep into her cunt. He bent over her mound. His mouth engulfed her succulent clit. He licked her nearly to another orgasm before stopping.

“Think about this.” Rourke lifted his head to look at Dane’s cock, running his tongue over his lips. “I’m sucking your cum from her pussy.”

Dane’s cock jerked, stood higher, more erect at his words, when Rourke asked, “So, do you enjoy the erotic thought of having me suck you off? Don’t get too excited yet. I have something else in mind first.”

Before Dane could get too caught up in the image, Rourke flipped Celeste over onto Dane’s chest and positioned her so she straddled his hips with her hot, slick pussy hovering directly over Dane’s raging erection. Rourke watched as Dane’s hips lifted to enter her, and Rourke pushed her hips down until she had the entire length of Dane’s cock inside her.

She let out a soft, satisfied sigh, and Dane groaned. “Fuck, there’s nothing like having a hot woman impaled on your rock-hard dick.”

“There’s nothing like being the one being impaled.” She smiled and arched her back, giving both Dane and Rourke the opportunity to admire her breasts.

They were tempting, rounded, and ripe, with large, pink areolas surrounding darker, pink-tipped nipples. Rourke cupped her full breasts from behind, pinching the pretty, erect nipples gently, while Dane’s hand steadied her hips.

Dane kept one breast in his hand as Rourke took the other. Then Rourke released her breast to play with her clit. She was wet and swollen. He liked the way she let out little mewling sounds as he tested her readiness. When he heard her suck in short, deep breaths as he circled the nub with his middle finger, he felt empowered. She screamed out his name when he applied just the right amount of pressure.

“God, Celeste, you know I love it when you come with my name on your lips.” Faery dust and pheromones released in the air. “And you smell so damn good.” Rourke’s voice sounded rough with need. “I need to be inside you, too. You know what I want.”

She nodded weakly.

“Are you ready for this?”

“Oh, God, yes,” she said.

He bent her forward on Dane’s chest, angling her ass up for better access to her cunt. While Dane took one nipple between his lips and teased it with his tongue, Rourke held her hips in place, struggling for control as his cock jumped. It throbbed with need as he watched Dane’s hard, pulsing penis sliding in and out of her bright pink pussy, shiny and wet with her own lubrication. They’d done that to her.

Dane’s cock pulled out all the way, and she cried out at the loss. Still outside her cunt, Rourke jacked Dane’s cock once or twice. Then he stuck his fingers into Celeste’s slit, scissoring her wider. Pulling some of the dripping pussy juice, he wiped it all over his shaft until it glistened, and then he wiped more over Dane’s cock and her pussy lips. He tested her entrance with three fingers, then four. She was tight, but they’d fit.

Rourke took Dane’s cock in hand, gripped it firmly against his own, and then re-entered her with both cocks, stuffing her tight cunt full.

Celeste cried out as they filled her.