Nyxara Rising
Rowan flipped her onto her side, lifting one leg over his shoulder as he entered her from behind, his curve hitting deeper angles, making her toes curl.
Kael knelt in front, guiding her mouth to his shaft. Nyxara opened wide, sucking him down, tongue pressing along the underside as she bobbed, tasting herself on him. Rowan's thrusts rocked her forward, forcing her to take Kael deeper, gagging slightly but pushing on, saliva trailing from her lips. The bond linked their pleasures—she felt Rowan's building tension in her core, Kael's pulse on her tongue, all converging to push her over the edge.