Orgy

Havermouth, Five Years Before

“I’m not…” She swallowed. “I’m not sure what to do.” It had always been them doing things to her, not the reverse, she thought.

“Whatever you want to,” Heath invited. “He’s not going to stop you. That’s how this work. We do to each other what we want to do, and everyone gets off.”

“Over and over again,” Cameron murmured, his eyes almost closed and his body relaxed, entranced by Heath’s hands on him, as Aislen often found herself mesmerized when the Triquetra touched her. But there was a trust between Cameron and Heath that she didn’t hold for any member of the Triquetra, she thought. “Bite my nipples,” he breathed out.

“You heard him,” Heath’s voice was dark with lust. “Bite his nipples, Aislen.”

Aislen slid her hands up Cameron’s chest, and the down over his shoulders, feeling the flow of his muscle beneath his skin, before pressing her lips to his collar bone. His c-ck nudged against her stomach, and Heath deliberately rubbed the tip against her with