The Moon Priestess

“Your Highness is lying.” Jaydon’s raspy voice weakened her legs.

So she was. How the fuck did this damnable creature catch on my wildest fantasy? “How dare you!” She tugged at Vyler to get free, without any success. “The Moon Priestess doesn’t lie!” At least not always.

“She does when her mouth says one thing…” The blond man’s fingertip traced the contours of her lips. “While her body quite the opposite.” His eyes seizing her up undressed her as they went from head to toe, spreading the fire that had begun unbidden.

Keylar swallowed hard, unable to speak. As if on cue, Vyler’s hands slid from her waist to rub her cunt from above the clothes, which was really the end of her.

“You know…” Joining forces with Vyler, Jaydon pressed her on his lover’s hardening bulge, digging it between her ass crack. “I’ve always wanted to know you better.” His hand now went up her shoulder before dropping downward. “I like you, Keylar, but so far you haven’t given me the chance to prove it.” That her breast was his target became evident the second he cupped it, rhythmically brushing the nipple already hard in anticipation. “Lover…” He stared at Vyler who had not stopped stroking her most sensitive spot, dissolving all her qualms and shooting her craving to a feverish pitch. “Do you think she’s ready for us?”

“I’d say she definitely is.” Disjoining the sides of her long skirt, Vyler reached her naked flesh and parted her inner lips to plunge two fingers in what had become a streaming river of honeydew, causing her to moan and arch in Jaydon’s direction at the shock of the sudden pleasure. “But check for yourself.” Abruptly removing his hand, he stuck the same fingers into Jaydon’s mouth.

“Delicious.” Licking them avidly, the blond man made no mystery of how much he really liked her flavor. “But before we go any further, let me take a good look at her.”

She had no time to react. Without warning, they stripped her naked and spread her legs further apart. Then Jaydon slowly circled her, glancing at a few spots here and there, and Keylar felt like she was sure the horses did during market days—coldly evaluated according to some standards they could not possibly know anything about.

“Ah, she does look as mouthwatering as you said.” An appreciative flash lighting the gray eyes, Jaydon’s attention was on Vyler alone, talking about her as though she were not there at all.

“And you haven’t seen some of her best features yet.” The note of impatience transparent in Vyler’s voice, he made her bend until her hands touched her toes. “Like her ass.” So up in the air, so open, so defenseless, it was hardly surprising a wet fingertip rimmed the tiny ring at the center of the rift.

No, what was surprising was her clit throbbing twice as fast as Jaydon’s murmured his approval and probably added his own sensual tease, for she felt more hands on both cheeks.

“And she’s begging for it.” One of Vyler’s hands slipped to her cunt again, ravaging in no gentle terms the moist folds burning with desire. On her backside, Jaydon had taken firmer possession of her butt, continuing to entice her hole with his sensual play until something far wetter replaced his fingers.

Holding on for dear life, Keylar had to steady herself for fear her legs would buckle at the sensations wrecking her body. The rhythmical rib of her clit was bad enough, but the addition of the tongue lapping her tiny entrance drove her out of her mind. She swayed to tempt Jaydon to take the plunge into her rear, something he refused to do, thus increasing her maddening need for something more. Not just behind, in the front, too.

As though reading her mind, Vyler fell on his knees, and tongued the exact spot where the ball of fire was about to roll. She could not believe they could make her feel so good, so charged, so ready to explode with just a few licks of their adept tongues. So she wanted to prolong the moment, dancing on their tongue tips, pressing down to narrow Vyler’s efforts on her pounding knot, then throwing back to receive whatever Jaydon saw fit to give. And she would have continued for hours had not the men changed their strategies.

Too sudden for her to realize it, they stuck three fingers in her cunt and ass. It was simply too much. The orgasm burst uncontrollably, rocking her to the very foundation while she could not help screaming it out loud, which drained her energy, to the point she would have collapsed to the ground had Jaydon not clutched her waist.

“Now why don’t we let her have a taste of us for a change?” After setting her on the floor, Jaydon extended a hand to Vyler, inducing him to rise. “While we exchange hers.” Pinning Vyler to him, his mouth went for the other man’s, gluing greedily on one another.

Crouching on the ground, Keylar watched fascinated. In spite of her brash claim, she had never seen two men kissing before, convinced as she was that they would disgust her. She could not have been more wrong. Maybe it was the context or just Vyler—whichever the case, the fiery, wet exchange, with tongues sweeping the mouths opening up to have their fill, only added to the renewed desire already growing inside her. She wanted to see more, feel more from both men, particularly of their impressive bulges threatening to rip out of their pants any moment soon, incredulous at how hungry she was for the stranger. And they finally noticed she was there, too, breaking off their kiss to focus on her.

“Hungry?” Somehow, Vyler had no trouble reading her.

“Starving.” It was the bare truth.

Grinning widely, they both undid their pants, letting them fall to their ankles. Magnificent. It was the only word that came to mind as she neared the two amazing cocks, swollen and enormous, with the purplish head jutting out in a demanding stance. From which to start? Jaydon pushing slightly forward decided for her, the tip of his erection bumping on her nose before sliding inside her open mouth. He was bigger than her eyes had told her, able to fit little of his hardness, with the exception of the fat crown thrusting in her wet cavity. Opening wider helped accommodate it further, but not nearly enough considering its thickness and length. Still, she tackled it, curling her tongue around the attachment between the head and the mast to draw it deeper, sliding her hands on the soft skin to control its lurches that risked to gag her every time. Not that it displeased her too much. There was a strange sort of excitement coursing through her each time Jaydon reached beyond a certain point, drenching her cunt worse than it had been before. The taste and smell of him were also intoxicating, so she completely forgot she had another cock to attend to until a tug at her hair returned her.

“Now why do I get the feeling she really likes your cock, precious?” Vyler’s sarcastic comment echoed in her ears as he bobbed her head over to his needy equipment.

The tip seemed redder than before, if at all possible, maybe her fault for having left it out in the cold. A mistake she would not repeat and as her lips slid down to the base of Vyler’s shaft, her hand continued jerking Jaydon’s rigidity.

“‘Cause it’s fresh meat.” At Jaydon’s reply, they both laughed.

Not Keylar, her mouth too stuffed at the moment. Not true either. If Vyler’s taut beast was not the novelty Jaydon’s was, Keylar enjoyed it just the same, or rather more because she knew exactly where to lick and lap to get the reactions she wanted. And it rewarded her, playing to her tongue’s flickers, slipping to her throat without too many obstacles in its way, only slowed by the pressure of her grip. Then again, she had no time to relish her conquest, not with Jaydon yanking her hair and forcing her to release Vyler.

Switching to Jaydon, she engulfed his erection, this time fitting more inside. Perhaps she was learning how to do it right, which was great news since she could not afford to stay on him as much as she had previously. Springing back and forth between the two, her head moved on its own, sucking to the hilt before returning to the other monster waiting for its turn. Lapping them alternatively, Keylar was about to determine which she liked more when Vyler picked her up.

“Time to get seriously fucked.” He brought her to the double carpet he used as a bed. “Wouldn’t you agree, precious?”

“Absolutely.” Reaching them, Jaydon took Keylar from Vyler’s arms. “Come on. Lie down.” He swung her around. “And I’ll take care of all your needs.”

“Just until you take care of yours.” Vyler chuckled.

“Right.” Oddly, she did not feel threatened in Jaydon’s embrace, thrilled would be more accurate. Then she raised her gaze, and it was her undoing.

Jaydon’s mouth flew down on hers, darting his tongue inside to claim and possess what she so freely opened, requesting for her complete surrender. Keylar did not challenge him. Savoring him, she inhaled his scent deeply, perceiving him wanting more of her until, with a visible effort, he broke their passionate kiss. “Ready, lover?” Peeking down at the makeshift bed, he winked.

“What are you going to give me?” Lying down, beautiful body vaguely glistening with sweat, cock standing straight, Keylar realized Vyler had stripped while she had been tied up in Jaydon’s mouth. “Ass or cunt?”

“Her best part for sure.” Jaydon’s smacked his lips.

“Yeah, sure, and I don’t have to guess what you’re taking.” Neither did Keylar—at the forceful clutch on her ass, she knew exactly what he would take.

Turning her so she faced Vyler, Jaydon brought her down on the huge beast twitching in aroused expectation. Grabbing her hips, Vyler pulled her all the way to his balls, impaling her pussy and occupying the entire available space. Then, straddling her more comfortably, he lowered her head, so close his lips brushed her ear. “Now are you ready, honey?”