Page 46 of Librarian

The metal drips away, becoming a thin, flat ring encircling his balls and shaft. His cock immediately swells, rising to bob against my lips. Lambert’s movements cease altogether, making me arch in frustration as I kiss the tip, and Jasper’s breath hitches.

“Lambert, move,” I demand, rocking against him as I swirl my tongue around the flared head of Jasper’s dick.

I dip down, taking Jasper fully into my mouth for a brief second before I release him and look back.

Lambert chooses that moment to draw back and hammer into me.

“Lambert!” I half-scold, half-scream.

“Just making sure Leo gets the point, boss.” He drives into me again and again, drawing shocked moans from the depths of my soul with each smack of his hips against my ass.

Because having a cock in my mouth would muffle the noises I’m making, I realise.

Lambert Winthrop is a devious, devious man, something he proves all over again when he slows down and lets me go back to worshipping Jasper’s shaft with my mouth. His pace only picks up again when I draw back for air, and my inhale is cut short as I’m forced to abandon playing with Jasper’s ass and grip his thigh for support.

Lambert’s balls slap against my clit, adding bright shocks of pleasure to the twirling mass low in my abdomen. Jasper’s hand cups my jaw, gently guiding me back to my task, but Lambert takes that as a challenge and picks up speed again until my voice is hoarse and my concentration so broken that all I can do is press kisses to the swollen head.

When I come, Lambert’s breath catches in the way I’ve learned means he’s about to follow me over, so I abandon Jasper entirely and watch as his golden head tips back and pleasure suffuses his features.

It takes a moment for him to catch his breath and move away. When he does, I grip Jasper, turn, and press my back into the tapestry-covered door. Using his dick like a leash, I pull him forward until the scorching tip of him brushes against my sopping wet slit.

My calf rests over his hip, and he whimpers as the adjustment causes him to slip inside.

“Make me come again,” I order him, panting as I beg my body to adjust faster so I can take more than just the first inch of him.

Magic, I know he’s big, but this position makes the stretch more intense than ever. Still, I’m greedy enough that I wantmore. My hands wrap around his back, nails digging into the skin of his shoulders as I pull him into me fully.

He pauses, like he wants to give me a second to acclimate to the fullness, but I nip punishingly at his jaw.

“Now.”

“Aye, Mistress.” Those two words, broken by lust, send me spiralling all over again.

The first punch of his body into mine jolts me up onto my tiptoes, his body grinding against my clit as he takes me deep and fast. The hair on his chest tickles my nipples, keeping them rock hard and oversensitive as I alternate between kissing him and gasping for oxygen.

“More,” I order.

“So demanding, boss.” Lambert leans against the wall beside me, stealing my mouth in a drugging kiss.

“So perfect,” Jasper whispers, as his thrusts stutter. “Please, I can’t…”

Lambert’s fingers slip between us, finding my clit, rubbing it in harried circles.

That’s all it takes. Sparkles dance around the edge of my vision; the peak so close that all I need to do is reach out and take it.

“Come with me,” I demand, as my body tenses, toes curling as my head falls back under the rush.

Jasper’s knees buckle. Suddenly his full weight is crushing me against the door as his cock pulses. One of his forearms rests above me, the scent of us and sex filling my nostrils as I let my head fall forward to rest against his shoulder while we both catch our breath.

Then, from the other side of the door, closer than I care to think about, comes a single, amused huff.

“Sweet dreams, Librarian.”

Fourteen

Kyrith

Inever thought I’d find myself in a gymnasium, but Lambert woke up this morning and gave me those round puppy-dog eyes. So now here I am, in a relatively quiet corner, trying to work.