Page 136 of Librarian

Dakari’s grimoire is out. He mutters a spell, and a moment later he’s climbing a set of invisible stairs through the air to reach us.

“I don’t mind an audience,” I tell him. “But if you interfere, I will burn off your dick.”

“Do your job, and I won’t have to,” he retorts, stopping just out of Kyrith’s reach. “But she’s new to this, and sharing is caring.”

He’s there for her, gauging her reactions to make sure she enjoys herself. I can accept that, I suppose. Just for this first time, anyway.

She flinches when the cold lube hits her skin, and I rub her spine through her shirt with my free hand as I work it into her. My finger slides in to the first knuckle again, and she makes a soft noise of enjoyment. I thrust into her pussy a few times, distracting her as I work a second finger into her ass, massaging deeper.

Dakari’s eyes are fixed on her face, watching for any sign that she’s not enjoying herself, but Kyrith is taking to this better thanI could’ve hoped. Three of my fingers are buried in her ass as she moans and bounces on my cock.

It’s so tempting to give in, to finish inside the warm, wet heaven of her cunt, but I selfishly want to be the first to take her ass. Not because I want to gloat about it or anything like that. No. I just want to be etched in her memory as deeply as she is in mine.

No one forgets their first time.

The heat in Dakari’s dark eyes is almost enough to make me issue the invitation I know he’s waiting for, but I don’t. She’s mine when I’m fucking her. I’ll take his help with this because I want her to love it. After that…maybe I’ll eventually relax enough around the other heirs to consider it. Maybe not.

When I can’t physically last another second, I ease myself from Kyrith’s clasping heat. My balls ache, tortured by the almost-release. I squeeze the base of my cock in an effort to force back my impending orgasm before I coat myself with even more lube and press against her back entrance.

“Relax for me,” I croon against her back, pressing a kiss to her nape as the head of my cock pops past the ring of muscles at her entrance.

“Ohh.” Her hands reach back, as if she can’t decide whether to push me away or pull me closer.

“Good?” Dakari checks.

I pause, hating him for the interruption but needing her answer more than my next breath.

“Slower,” she gasps. “It burns a bit.”

“You’re doing so well, baby girl,” he murmurs as I grab the lube and dump a whole load more on the place where we’re joined, working it in with shallow, gentle thrusts until she sags over the banister once more.

She’s reaching for him now, grabbing his hand.

“Better?” I check.

Dakari nods for her, eyes not leaving her face. “Want more?”

She nods. “Yes. Please.”

I press deeper, and she moans as I bottom out. Magic, she’s tight. Her ass is tensing around me like a fist, and I start counting backwards in my head from a thousand as I fight to give her time to get used to me.

“Move on me, darling.” I reach around to rub circles over her clit.

I’d rather she set the pace than I hurt her, but I shouldn’t have worried. Kyrith’s gasp as she pulls away then rocks her hips back is pure bliss. The noises only grow louder as she gets more confident. Her butt jiggles as her rocking turns to bouncing, and I swear I’ve never seen anything hotter in my life.

My own breaths are strangled. Inarticulate. If my fingers move faster on her clit, it’s pure self-preservation. I’ve been holding off my own orgasm for too long, and watching her fuck me with her ass stretched wide around my cock is the final straw.

“Pierce!” she screams as I give in and pinch the nub. Hard.

I’m too caught up in my own pleasure to really appreciate the full body shiver that runs through her. I come so hard my vision goes dark for a second, cum filling her as I finally let go.

“Two isn’t bad,” Dakari comments as I pull myself free of her body and conjure a cloth to clean her up with. “I would’ve made her come at least twice more.”

“If you’re so good, why didn’t she know she could squirt until two weeks ago?” I retort.

A delicate hand lands on my chest, Kyrith’s head already shaking.

“If you’re sharing my bed, then your rivalry stays out of it,” she says hoarsely. “I refuse to become just another way you can one-up each other.”