Free Making Demons Purr (Flushed and Fevered Book 2) by Selena Illyria Page B

to watch red spots appear on her skin.
    Carver lifted his gaze from her ass to Thorn. She had taken Thorn’s cock into her mouth; his friend’s head had dropped back. One hand was fisted in her hair, controlling her actions as she sucked him.
    Carver returned his attention to his own task. He stopped only to check to see how wet she’d become. Her cream dripped over his fingers. The scent of her need was pungent on the air. He inhaled deeply and let the perfume become his oxygen.
    He gave her a few more swats, this time with his palm, and stroked the pain away. She whimpered around Thorn’s penis but didn’t let go of him.
    Carver repositioned himself at her entrance and pushed in with a shallow thrust. He withdrew and then drove deeper. Her pussy clamped down on his cock, as if to hold him there and not let go.
    He was in heaven. Pure unadulterated bliss slipped over his body, and he lost himself to the basic mating rhythm. He gripped her hips and fucked her slow and steady, matching his friend’s pace as Thorn drove into her mouth.
     
     
     
    Sera gazed up the line of Thorn’s body and watched the pleasure play over his face. His features were so open that she could read every emotion he had. His face was a mélange of lust, passion, and pure need. It was all there for her to see.
    His skin had turned a marble white and his fingers had blackened. Instead of being horrified by these changes, Sera watched in fascination. His torso, arms, and neck had turned the color of snow. Only his face was the same golden color it had been before. More frosty white glints showed in his eyes, dancing among the stormy gray.
    Pleasure rocked her body with each thrust. Just being able to give Thorn some joy added to the bliss that rolled through her. Tension sung along her legs and arms and all through her body. She was helpless between them and loving every minute. There was no thought. She just allowed them to use her, and in return she received pure delight. With each thrust they murmured words of praise and told her the filthy things they would do to her later.
    Carver’s pace sped up. She could only imagine what it would look like when he shifted. Her senses expanded and moved around the room. She felt rather than heard the scuffle of feet on the wood floor. She turned her attention to the source of the sound and spotted Ariel as she slipped into the room, jaw open in an O, eyes as wide as saucers.
    Rather than move deeper into the room or say something to indicate her presence, the lynx shifter melted back into the darkness of the hall beyond the room.
    Sera watched Ariel go from a state of shock to a state of lust. A light scent of lynx pheromones drifted on the breeze to mingle with the aroma of sex on the air, and Sera watched as Ariel lifted her own skirt. Her hand disappeared under the folds of fabric and the material started to shake. With her free hand she massaged her breast through the thin fabric of her top.
    Sera groaned and returned her attention to Thorn. His grip on her tresses tightened as Carver held her hips tighter. Her men fucked her harder and faster. She didn’t hesitate to relax her gag reflex and swallow Thorn’s cock down. They seemed to fill up every part of her until she thought she’d burst like a balloon. Pleasure and pain switched back and forth until she couldn’t tell the difference.
    Carver released one of her hips to slide his hand over her damp stomach, over her mound and between her folds to find her clit. He pinched and released it. That was all it took to slip over the side of the precipice. Stars burst in front of her. Her cries were muted by Thorn’s shaft.
    Fireworks boomed overhead as she felt Thorn’s shaft jerk in her mouth and Carver’s cock thicken inside of her.
    “I’m going to come, lovely, do you want me to come in your mouth?” Thorn gazed down at her with so much desire it hurt to stare into his eyes. All she could do was hollow out her cheeks and increase the