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“That’s it, baby,” Mace murmured as he pulled down the
zipper of her skirt. The material released around her waist and dropped to the
floor. Mace slid his hand around her naked hip and nudged her legs apart so she
had no choice but to step out of the fallen skirt. “Damn, you did dress to
fuck, didn’t you?” His fingers slipped under the thin strap of her barely there
panties. They matched the bra that had disappeared beneath Cayl’s touches.

Mace moved his hand down, cupping her pussy through the
silk. “So wet.”

Cayl looked up. “She is. Already? Hmm, I have missed the
slick liquid on my skin.” He licked his lips.

Her knees weakened. The desperate need in Cayl’s stare
flowed into her pussy like a caress. She gripped Mace’s shoulder, using his
strength to keep her upright.

“Hmm, after she’s been punished, perhaps I could taste her.”

Mace nodded. “Come on, baby. Let’s get the pretty ass nice
and pink and then have you spread out for our cocks.”

She walked to the end of the bed, knees wobbling with each
step. She’d been in this position before but her mind had been confused by
Harken’s torment. Tonight, she knew what to expect, knew that the heat on her
ass would flood her pussy, make her desperate to fuck.

And she knew how excited it made her men. She stopped,
inches away from the bed, and hooked her thumbs into the waistband of her
panties. She pushed her ass out and tugged on the red silk, letting the
material scrape across her skin. A low grunt rumbled from one of her lovers,
Mace she thought. Cayl was much more vocal.

“I have missed the sight of her ass,” he announced. “My
memories are good but the reality is much better.”

Wiggling a little more than necessary, feeling none of the
insecurity she thought she might, she eased the panties down, letting them fall
to the ground. She glanced over her shoulder, her eyes meeting Mace’s, knowing
he was the one she had to push just little more.

“Would you like me to spread my legs…Sir?”

Mace’s eyes practically glowed and she remembered how before
Cayl left, the glitters from Cayl’s stare seemed to be invading Mace’s gaze.

“Bend over, baby.” Mace’s voice was more growl than human
sounds. “Hands on the crossbar and yes, I want you to spread your legs.”

Cayl hovered, his body practically vibrating. This new form
had less control than his previous one…or now he knew what he’d been missing.
He wanted to touch, to run his lips and tongue all over his lovers and slide
his cock into their tight holes.

He was a little disappointed that he wouldn’t be allowed to
fuck Mace tonight but he didn’t want to hurt him and if his larger shaft would
cause pain, he would request another form. He would suggest that to Mace as a
solution. Later. When he could think again.

His short time away had diminished his ability to control
these wild senses.

He reached out and stroked his fingers down the sleek curve
of Devin’s ass. The warm flesh trembled beneath his caress. Cayl looked at his
other lover, wanting to experience the different sensations he had with the
male.

“You are still wearing your raiment,” he accused. “I have no
access to your skin with the cloth covering you.”

A slight smile curved Mace’s lips. “Don’t worry. I’ll
undress here in a few minutes.” Mace reached out and hooked his hand around the
back of Cayl’s neck, tugging him forward. Cayl allowed himself to be drawn
forward. Mace turned his head and Cayl shifted to match, hoping, wanting
another kiss. The strong masculine mouth covered his and he groaned as Mace
pushed his tongue inside. It would be so easy to fall into the embrace, to beg
Mace to fuck him, but he wanted to feel Devin’s pussy around his cock.

Mace pulled back, leaving a breath between them, his lips
brushing Cayl’s as he spoke. “I think we should take care of Devin first. She
hasn’t had any cock in three weeks and I think that sweet cunt needs to be filled.”

Cayl couldn’t contain his groan. His cock leapt at the
images that filled his head. The human imagination was a powerful thing. It
went places that his memory could not go, anticipating, making him crave the
sensations.

“Yes, we must fuck her. I would feel her on my shaft.”

Mace’s eyes twinkled but the glitter that resided in Cayl’s
own gaze had faded in the three weeks he’d been absent. A growl echoed in his
throat. He’d liked seeing his lights in Mace’s eyes and needed to renew them.

During his time away, he’d researched how the lights had
been transferred and it had been through their sharing. He needed to come in
Mace’s mouth and have Mace come in his and the lights would return.

He licked his lips, imagining the sensation of Mace’s cock
sliding across his tongue. He hummed.

Mace chuckled. “I like wherever your mind went,” he drawled.
“Let’s get her fucked and then you can tell me what put the smile on your lips”

“I will tell you now. I was imagining sucking your cock.”

Mace flinched. The movement was small, just barely
noticeable. “Damn, all right.” He looked Devin. “Still with us?”

She straightened and turned, he eyes wide as she watched
them, her lips slightly open. Cayl let his eyes trail across her breasts to her
pussy. Her hand rested between her thighs, her fingers curled against her pussy
lips.

“I think our discussion has aroused her. She is stroking
cunt.”

Mace’s head snapped up and he followed the line of Devin’s
arm. “Naughty girl. We didn’t give you permission to touch yourself.”

Her shoulders moved back and her chin lifted but Cayl could
still see the hunger surging through her body.

“Now is the time to administer the punishment, yes?”

Mace nodded and reached down, plucking Devin’s hand from
between her thighs and drawing it up, carrying it to his mouth. Cayl realized
what Mace was doing and leaned in, wanting a taste as well.

The mellow flavor hit his tongue and he groaned. He lapped
at her skin, catching every bit of her pussy juices.

“I cannot wait to punish her. I must taste her now.”

He didn’t wait for Mace to approve or disapprove. He dropped
to his knees and spun Devin to face him. He dived in, spreading her pussy lips
with his fingers and trailing his tongue up the full length of her slit.

Her shocked cry filled his head and he hummed, flicking his
tongue against her clit. The memories of his earlier visit resounded in his
brain and he remembered what Devin liked, how she enjoyed having her clit
sucked and how she liked feeling his tongue sliding into her passage. He
fluttered his tongue along her pussy lips.

The delightful noises she made when he sucked her clit grew
muffled and indistinct. Those sounds belonged to him, he’d created them.

He looked up, ready to demand that Mace release her mouth
but the sight stopped him. Mace indeed had his lips on hers and his tongue, no
doubt, sliding his tongue into her heat. His hand covered her breast, squeezing
the firm mound, his fingers pinching her nipple. A gasp whimper teased the back
of his throat as she arched into the touch. A new rush of fluid drenched her
pussy.

He wanted all of it—to touch her and Mace and to have their
hands on him. It was too much.

He wrapped his hand around his erection and stroked. The
sight of his lovers in an embrace, the scent of Devin’s cunt, the delicate flavor
lingering on his tongue had aroused him so only a few passes were needed and he
was coming. The pleasurable sensations started in his cock and rippled into his
muscles. His come spilled across his fingers and he groaned.

Mace lifted his head, that dangerous smile curling his lips
as he looked down at Cayl.

“Feel better now?”

“Yes.” He felt his lower lip push forward. “But now I will
not be able to fuck Devin.”

“I think you’ll be able to get it up again soon enough,”
Mace said with a wink. “That’s a young body you’ve got there.”

“Hmm, yes. I remember reading that a younger male has a
faster recovery time.” He leaned forward and gave Devin’s pussy another lick.
His cock gave a small twitch. “I will have to experiment with this.”

“Won’t that be fun.” Devin’s comment was supposed to be
teasing but it came out more breathless, hungry. Mace smiled. Devin tipped back
her head. Lust ripped through her gaze and Mace needed to taste her. He bent
down and took her mouth in another soul-deep kiss. Her body moved against his,
her hips rocking as she fucked herself against Cayl’s mouth.

Needing to connect to them both, he reached down and slid
his hand into Cayl’s hair, feeling his movements as he ate Devin’s pussy. Fuck,
he could practically feel what Cayl was doing to her. Every shallow pump of
hips rubbed against his cock.

He slid his hand into Cayl’s black hair, letting the strands
slide through his fingers. Cayl turned his head and kissed Mace’s wrist, a
quick hot connection before he turned back, driving his tongue into Devin’s
cunt.

She arched her back, moaning into his mouth.

“That’s it, baby,” Mace murmured against her lips. “Fuck,
that’s so hot.” He skimmed his hand up her abs, letting his hand mold to the
soft curve of her stomach. Heat radiated from her body. He trailed his fingers
up, hand cupping her breast and savoring the heavy weight in his palm.

“So sexy. He’s going to make you come.” He bent down and
placed a hard, fast bite on her neck. “Then I’m going to fuck you, ride you
hard, fill this sexy little pussy that you’ve kept from me for three weeks.”

He pinched her nipple, giving her the slightest pain, a
sensual reprimand for keeping him from her.

Her gasped and pressed her chest forward, offering him more,
silently begging.

“So pretty.” He brushed the backs of his fingers across her
nipples, keeping the peaks tight and hard. “We’ll have to take you back to
Switch and put you on stage, fuck you in front of everyone.” He took one tight
nipple and pinch, sending a delicious shot of pain into her pussy. “Let
everyone see how our pretty slut loves to be fucked, to be filled with cock,
riding both our shafts.”

The words filled her brain and Devin cried out, rocking her
hips forward, driving her clit across Cayl’s tongue.

Wicked contractions moved through her pussy and she clung to
Mace, holding him, using his strength to keep her upright.

Cayl hummed and dipped his tongue into her passage, teasing
that first hypersensitive inch with the hard tip then drew back and sucked on
her clit, light deliberate strokes with his tongue. Tremors ran through her
pussy and a scream escaped her throat.

As if her orgasm was the last straw for him, Mace ripped her
out of Cayl’s grasp, tossing her on the bed. She landed and bounced but the
heavy male body rising over her gave her no time to panic. Mace yanked his
jeans open. His cock bounced free as he shoved the denim down, not bothering to
take them completely off. He guided the tip of his cock to her entrance and
stopped.

“Fuck, a condom.” He started to pull back.

“No,” Cayl commanded. “Do not leave her. I will find the
cover.”

She heard him fumble through the bedside drawer but she
couldn’t see, couldn’t move beyond spreading her legs wider, her knee wrapping
around Mace’s back, holding him. The head of his cock tapped her opening.

Mace reached over his back and dragged off his shirt. Devin
moaned and stretched out her hands, needing to touch. All those delicious,
strong muscles bared just for her. She pressed her fingertips into his pecs,
and sliding down, teasing the flat nipples.

His hands tightened on her hips as he pressed into her
caresses.

“Fuck me,” she commanding in whisper. She squirmed, trying
to work his cock inside her.

“Soon, baby…” He pulled one hand free and gave her ass—or
what he could reach of it—as smart tap. The pain turned to pleasure as he
petted the same spot. “Hold on. Just a few minutes and I’m going to be inside
this tight little pussy.”

She moaned, unable to speak, her body trapped in full-on
sensual response. Mace slid his cock between her pussy lips, not entering her,
teasing her, coating his cock with her pussy juices.

“Here,” Cayl announced. The square packet changed hands. “I
do not care for the taste of latex,” he said. “We much assure ourselves that
you are disease free so we may fuck without the cover.” He reached between her
thighs, his fingers sliding between her pussy and Mace’s cock. “I would love to
see your thighs coated in our seed.” He met Mace’s stare. “That would be a
sensual sight, would it not?”

“Fuck yeah.” Mace leaned back, not far, just enough to roll
the condom up his cock.

“And should I come inside you both, I will be able to
protect you better.”

Mace looked over. “Protect us?”

“Yes, when we combine fluids you take a little piece of me
inside you.” Cayl pressed up on his knees and leaned in to kiss Mace. “The
sparkles will return to your eyes and as before we will be able to share
thoughts through our own collective memory.”

Mace blinked. Devin could see his mind focus on Cayl’s words
and not on fucking her. There she was—naked and ready to fuck—and her lovers
were talking about alien physiology? I don’t think so.

“Please.” She released a soft moan and arched her back,
displaying her breasts and capturing her lovers’ attention. She deepened her
already husky voice. “I need you.”

Mace’s eyes glowed—not with the glitter that filled Cayl’s
but with a purely human hunger.

“Our little beauty needs to be fucked.” The way he drawled
the words made her ache.

“Yes, Mace. Put your cock in her and I will provide
attention on her tits.” Lust flared in Cayl’s gaze as he bent down, his lips
latching onto one tight nipple and sucking her. The strong pull sent a
lightning jolt into her pussy. She gasped and blinked her eyes open, staring up
at Mace. The edges of his lips curled up into a dangerous smile.