Fever Hitch by Ayla Ruse

Fever Hitch by Ayla Ruse

Author:Ayla Ruse
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: BIN 07008-02257
Publisher: Changeling Press LLC
Published: 2023-01-09T00:00:00+00:00


Chapter Seven

Extending a hand toward him, Felicia caught his gaze. “Slate. I need you, too. Please join us.”

He hesitated, but she’d seen the slight shift of his body before he settled back in place.

She tried again. “Slate. I love the way Ry is loving me, but I have too many cravings. Earlier, you both made me so” -- her breath hiccupped when Ry flicked her clit with tiny, whisper-like touches of his tongue. When she caught her breath once more, she continued in a breathy voice, “You’re making me uncomfortable… way over there… you should be here… with us.”

She entreated him with her eyes, not wanting to break down and sincerely beg. He remained still for another minute but she would not look away, she would not let him back out when she knew he wanted in, too.

He finally moved, and without hesitation he dropped his clothes to the floor. He walked to the bed and just as with Ry, the color of his skin faded until his form encapsulated another universe. His pinpoints of light moved more than Ry’s had. Almost chaotic. And the lights in his eyes were a blue so faint, so icy that looking at him almost hurt, yet proved addicting to see.

All of a sudden she cried out as her climax came out of nowhere and surged through her body, leaving her quivering and boneless. Ry rode her climax out, his tongues easing to soft licks and nibbles.

As soon as she could catch her breath, Slate leaned over and set his mouth to hers. She closed her eyes and sighed into his mouth, the firm press of his lips feeling as natural as her skin. He kissed her deeply, opening her mouth wide and exploring her with his tongue. She shivered and grabbed onto his arm. Now Ry stabbed both tongues into her, his upper lip rubbing her clit. Both tongues probed her, demanding, and she came apart again. And again. Little shocks of ecstasy that tumbled one after the other.

Felicia let herself be carried away by their attentions. She didn’t think, only felt. Highs and lows, she lay lax and open to them, knowing they would give her pleasure as no other. The constant tension she’d known all evening from the insistent need to come was gone, but she didn’t think it was completely over. If Slate and Ry stopped right now, she could sense that her body would start up once more. Having them touch her, take care of her, made the ache fade, as if her body knew everything would be all right. At least, for the next little while. She didn’t want to contemplate how long this condition would control her.

* * *

When her climaxes slowed, Slate gently kissed her lips and nibbled on her neck. She sighed deeply, her eyes closed, her face flush and her soft body pleasantly quivering. If what he’d read about her condition was right, though, it wouldn’t stay this way for long.

“Let’s turn her over,” he told Ryker, who didn’t seem to want to move from between her legs.



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