loves them high on P-squared. He grips under her arms, dropping her like an ironing board, holding her with a hand under her neck and one on the base of her back, forcing her to down the Pravus Potion, flicking the emptied chalice into the air where it vanishes, and then sticking his tongue down to her tonsils to check she's consumed it all.
He's so strong and wild! My gawd! reaches me from Sherry's head.
Gulping mine down, I turn and aim the goblets at Darise when a tall god blocks my trajectory.
“ Evening Jowendrhan.”
Shit.
“ Hiya Erra. How's things?”
“ Dramatic, as always.”
He spins a babe across the floor and I watch when his right hand man Sven catches her. These guys are nothing but testosterone on god juice. They have rocket fuel in their veins and shuttles for muscles.
Noticing they're up to as much good as I am, wiling away an eternity playing with their food, I give Sven a nod of acknowledgement, turning back in time to catch Sherry, gripping her tight, lifting her up to my level to kiss her again.
“ How do you feel about getting to know trouble, intimately?” I drawl in her ear.
“ Oh, I dunno. My heart is bursting and my head is spinnin'.”
“ Don't struggle baby, it's your turn to have some fun.”
“ What?” she squeaks.
Cradling her thighs hard up against me, a hand covering an ample tush caught tight, I roll her hiney in my palm, “I wanna feel all of you, sugar.”
Her thoughts are clear to hear now that we've kissed her, Oh my gosh! Hell baby, you can ride me to Tennessee if it'll make ya happy.
Seithe blocks the view I have of the club, pressing hard up against her spine, slipping hands between her chest and mine, openly fondling her nipples in the privacy of our hold, “Say yes. Let us take you home so we can show you heaven.”
Lust smacks me, her hips automatically sinking into my hands when she writhes against my hard-on, “Yeeees,” she gasps, drunkenly sagging her head back against his collar bone.
I can't help but notice how incredible her nipples are. They're looking mighty fine between Seithe's fingers. And that neck is soft and supple and just begging for a deep bite.
That's not all that's begging for a deep bite, Seithe says back.
The lights flash between black and red and I just catch a glimpse in the red strobe of Erra and Sven with a babe sandwiched between them. A woman who can only be her sister is pressed between two more Sibitti bodies right next to them.
I see the storm's brought out the best in all of us, I think to Seithe.
Who are you kidding? Those boys probably called this storm in the first place.
True , I nod. Let's lose this place, those guys just make us look like teenage beanpoles .
Agreed.
Boxing around Sherry, I pull her legs up, closing them around my hips, uncaring of how ladylike this pose is or isn't when a woman chooses to wear a dress around us.
In an instant we're back in her home and Seithe glares at the stereo, forcing it into playing the same music that was throbbing across the dance floor in Pravus.
“ Bedroom?” I ask him, quirking an eyebrow.
He nods and we move immediately, upstairs fast as a wink, finding her bedroom.
It's pink , he snarls.
She'll match it the second her clothes are off and her legs are spread, I laugh, finding this infinitely amusing.
While I drape her onto the divan, Seithe waves his hand and we're all immediately naked.
My eyes are glowing, I can feel it, and inhaling her scent I know my vipers are showing.
Chapter 3
Sherry:
The world is spinning round and round like a rodeo calf, heaving and buckin'.
I can't tell them apart again and I don't rightly care a dayam.
I have one of them rolling my nipple around with his tongue, fingers stroking through my hair, his thumb pressing tight up under my chin keeping my head locked back, and the other one is rolling my lurve button around with his tongue, stroking a soft touch up and down the inside of my thighs.
JAYSUS!
It's
He's so strong and wild! My gawd! reaches me from Sherry's head.
Gulping mine down, I turn and aim the goblets at Darise when a tall god blocks my trajectory.
“ Evening Jowendrhan.”
Shit.
“ Hiya Erra. How's things?”
“ Dramatic, as always.”
He spins a babe across the floor and I watch when his right hand man Sven catches her. These guys are nothing but testosterone on god juice. They have rocket fuel in their veins and shuttles for muscles.
Noticing they're up to as much good as I am, wiling away an eternity playing with their food, I give Sven a nod of acknowledgement, turning back in time to catch Sherry, gripping her tight, lifting her up to my level to kiss her again.
“ How do you feel about getting to know trouble, intimately?” I drawl in her ear.
“ Oh, I dunno. My heart is bursting and my head is spinnin'.”
“ Don't struggle baby, it's your turn to have some fun.”
“ What?” she squeaks.
Cradling her thighs hard up against me, a hand covering an ample tush caught tight, I roll her hiney in my palm, “I wanna feel all of you, sugar.”
Her thoughts are clear to hear now that we've kissed her, Oh my gosh! Hell baby, you can ride me to Tennessee if it'll make ya happy.
Seithe blocks the view I have of the club, pressing hard up against her spine, slipping hands between her chest and mine, openly fondling her nipples in the privacy of our hold, “Say yes. Let us take you home so we can show you heaven.”
Lust smacks me, her hips automatically sinking into my hands when she writhes against my hard-on, “Yeeees,” she gasps, drunkenly sagging her head back against his collar bone.
I can't help but notice how incredible her nipples are. They're looking mighty fine between Seithe's fingers. And that neck is soft and supple and just begging for a deep bite.
That's not all that's begging for a deep bite, Seithe says back.
The lights flash between black and red and I just catch a glimpse in the red strobe of Erra and Sven with a babe sandwiched between them. A woman who can only be her sister is pressed between two more Sibitti bodies right next to them.
I see the storm's brought out the best in all of us, I think to Seithe.
Who are you kidding? Those boys probably called this storm in the first place.
True , I nod. Let's lose this place, those guys just make us look like teenage beanpoles .
Agreed.
Boxing around Sherry, I pull her legs up, closing them around my hips, uncaring of how ladylike this pose is or isn't when a woman chooses to wear a dress around us.
In an instant we're back in her home and Seithe glares at the stereo, forcing it into playing the same music that was throbbing across the dance floor in Pravus.
“ Bedroom?” I ask him, quirking an eyebrow.
He nods and we move immediately, upstairs fast as a wink, finding her bedroom.
It's pink , he snarls.
She'll match it the second her clothes are off and her legs are spread, I laugh, finding this infinitely amusing.
While I drape her onto the divan, Seithe waves his hand and we're all immediately naked.
My eyes are glowing, I can feel it, and inhaling her scent I know my vipers are showing.
Chapter 3
Sherry:
The world is spinning round and round like a rodeo calf, heaving and buckin'.
I can't tell them apart again and I don't rightly care a dayam.
I have one of them rolling my nipple around with his tongue, fingers stroking through my hair, his thumb pressing tight up under my chin keeping my head locked back, and the other one is rolling my lurve button around with his tongue, stroking a soft touch up and down the inside of my thighs.
JAYSUS!
It's
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