Page 86 of Hell on Wheels
The narrow-eyed glare makes my entire body tingle with anticipation.
Reb lifts his hips, shucking the boxers faster than I can blink, and I lick my lips as I take him in. Neon green hair, swirling Fae eyes, ink from head to toe—I had no idea it waseverywhere, but I’m fucking impressed with his gorgeous markings. The steel accessories on his face, his nipples, and further to the ladder down the ridge of his thick, inked cock. My lips curve up when I see his other ornamentation, but that delicious piercing alone would have been enough.
“Be gentle with the metal,” I remind him as I lower my head. Blowing over the thick head, I let my hair fall over my shoulders so they don’t all see me inhale his scent like a fucking addict. I’ve waited so long for this, but I’m almost afraid to fuck it up.
Screw that. I know what I can do, and Rebel Kelly is going to lose his mind.
Chuckling softly, I flick my tongue over the slit as he lets out a groan that vibrates between us. I grin, using the tip to rim the ridge of his crown before I take him into my mouth fully. I suckle lightly, continuing to tease him by almost sliding his dickdeeper, then pulling away. The feeling of power his trembles give me is more intoxicating than the booze we’ve been drinking, and I want more, so I lean forward to brace myself over his thighs.
As I slide Rebel’s cock further into my mouth, I breathe in through my nose, moaning as the scents of my mates’ arousals fill the room. I can smell Archie’s leonine musk, Javier’s clean sky, and the spicy heat of my demons as I go down on their friend. Sounds of clothes being cast aside make me smirk and my teeth scrape over the hardness slipping in and out of my mouth.
“Fucking shit, Rogue… do it… again…”
I almost forgot about fangs; how silly of me.
I let my pointed incisors descend as he did earlier, using them to graze his dick as my tongue swirls around the piercings slowly. The slow speed is helping me memorize the shape of him, find all his sensitive spots, and taste his magic to gauge what he likes. That would normally take several sessions of sexy time with someone to figure out, but our Guardian bond connects us deeply, and even in this, I feel my stepbrother as if he’s linked to my very soul.
The thought is so enticing that I rub my thighs together, aching for more than the edging of the game so far. My head moves quicker, bobbing over him in a steady rhythm that draws whines and snarls from Reb that I’ve never heard before. His hands bury in my hair, pushing me down, but I allow it because despite the drool leaking from my mouth, I’m enjoying thefuckout of this. In fact, I go faster than his urging on my own now, raking him with my fangs and cheating with magic so I don’t have to breathe as often.
“Mother of Brighid, Rogue, I’m going to…”
Loud smacking sounds fill the room as I continue sucking him like my life depends on it. I’ll get what I need once I show them all who’s in charge here, even if it’s by getting on my knees. My hands lift and I grab the base of his dick, stroking there as I let him fuck my face until his body tenses and magic practically permeates the room. I inhale it, knowing it means his wings are out, and he’s struggling to hold on to the climax that’s desperate to break free of his iron control.
I let his cock slip out of my mouth with a soft ‘pop’, then give my stepbrother a wicked look as I say, “You may come now, big bro.”
That said, I dive back to his dick, taking him to the back of my throat as far and fast as I can, so by the time he shudders, I have him right where I want him. Hot cum shoots out as his cock pulses in my mouth, and I swallow every bit down greedily.
Rogue Kelly does not allow anyone else to run her show, and they’d all better get used to it fast.
Get Down Tonight
Watching Rogue take charge is sexier than I thought it would be—especially when she’s controlling the most ornery member of our family. Rebel’s been pining after that girl for as long as I’ve known him and she’s done the same. His hands in her hair as his hips buck and his wings flutter is the moment everyone but them knew would come.
Speaking of coming…
My dick is throbbing, and the lion prowls inside of me as our girl drinks my brother down. Craning my neck, I stroke myself firmly, squeezing the base of my cock to help stave off the need for release. “Fuck, Wheels. I don’t think you know how you guys are right now.”
Something brushes against my foot as I bite my lower lip, and when I follow the sensation, it ends with the flicking tail of my make-out partner from earlier. Thinking about it makes me twitch again, and I move my foot against the leathery appendage experimentally. I hear a soft gasp, and my lips curve up as I do it again. Damon’s head turns slowly, his eyes moving from the place where his tail is tickling along the arch of my foot up my body. He gets stuck halfway and I chuckle darkly.
Yeah, I know it’s a pretty fucking specimen, man.
When our gazes lock, nervousness flutters in my gut. I’m interested, but I don’t have the breadth of experience D does, and I’m not sure what the right move is. Flicking my eyes to Rogue, I catch her smirking from across the circle. Reb has her pulled up to his chest, and he’s grinding against her pussy while Angelo works the lube into her ass. She winks at me and I blush fiercely—seems like my mate is happy to share the love amongst our little group.
“Ready for a third, Dragonfly?” Javier crawls toward them, then rises to his knees so he’s even with her head.
Damn, that girl’s going to be airtight and I fucking love it.
The tail slips up past my knee and I rip my eyes away from Rogue to see Damon coming toward me with a wicked gleam in his eyes. He looks more confident as he crawls over and covers my body with his. I swallow hard, feeling his muscles against mine as we fit together. Shivering when our dicks touch, I bite my lip again.
“D…”
He gives me a smug smile as his wings flip up behind him, blocking the view of anything but him. “Don’t be scared, Arch.”
I frown, wrinkling my nose in protest. “I’m not scared; I’m?—”
His lips cut off my response. From that second on, whatever I was going to say disappears. His tongue sweeps through my mouth, twirling with mine hungrily, and I groan low. My arms wrap around him, pulling him closer to me as he dominates the kiss. When we break for breath, Damon tugs my lower lip between his teeth playfully, then flashes his fangs.
“You have no idea how long I’ve wanted to do that, Archer Glaser,” he whispers. “Even if we do nothing else tonight, I’m content to kiss you until you're breathless.”