Page 66 of Warrior Witch

My nature witch chose that moment to slam back into Bruin, and his deep groan ghosted over my flesh. My whole body felt hypersensitive, wrung out, and completely satiated. Bruin dragged his tongue up my slit, gathering Hendrix’s release with a hum that sent chills through my body.

“Don’t you fucking dare touch yourself.” Kylen warned him. “You come hands free, or not at all.”

Bruin huffed a laugh, flicking his tongue over my clit before spearing it inside me for a couple of lazy strokes.

“You say that like it’s a threat, but I’ve been waiting for permission since Hendrix told me to eat his cum out of our girl.”

Kylen cursed, his pace stuttering as he curled over Bruin’s back.

Bruin continued to lap lazily at me, somehow knowing that I needed his attention more than another orgasm, and when Kylen had recovered his voice, he growled, “Come.”

With a gasp, Bruin let go and streams of cum pumped on to the sheets beneath us. As he caught his breath, he pressed a sweet kiss to my inner thigh.

“Love you, Sparky.”

Gods, I loved these men. Each of them, in their own way. They fucking owned me, and I was more than fine with it because I owned them right back.

Fate had brought us together through a curse—even Hendrix couldn’t deny it—but it was our choice to stay together.

Forever.

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