Her Fae Lovers

Puca lapped at her center as he looked up Lola’s body, his cock throbbing painfully. He didn’t stop his gentle teasing as he moved his tongue in and out of her channel. Loving the way that her body shook as Bodach pulled his now flaccid cock from her lips.

Lola let out a whimper as she moved her hand to grip the back of the couch as Puca kept up his onslaught. He watched how Bodach leaned down, his thumb catching the spilled cum on bottom lip before he pressed his lips to hers.

The small groan that slipped from the other mans lips made Puca shiver. He moved back up to her clit, pulling out another orgasm from her.

Lola panted his name, a begging whimper as he gently nibbled the engorged nub. She tangled her other hand in her hair. Pulling at the strands as Bodach trailed kisses across her sweat drenched skin.

“One more,” Bodach said as he pulled her shirt out of his way and bit at her shoulder. His eyes meeting Puca’s “Can you handle that?”

Blinking slowly, he dragged his hand from her thigh, roughly massaging himself through his jeans. His lips moved roughly over Lola’s clit and she let out a sobbing sound before she panted his name.

“I don’t think she can’t take much more, aon stòlda.”

Puca closed his eyes, focusing on the sounds that she was making. Hating the way that Bodach tried to take control of everything. Yet he loved it at the same time. The way that Lola quivered beneath him, panting his name like he was god.

Her legs shook as she let out a keening sound, fingers roughly tugging at his hair. Her other hand moving to Bodach’s as he kissed her breast with closed mouth, teasing kisses.

Bodach pulled back with a smirk, “I’m going to get cleaned up.”

Puca planted kisses along her inner thigh as she caught her breath. Everything in him wanted to take her, and he wanted to demand that the other man come back in here. So he could bend him over the couch. He didn’t want to risk hurting Lola, if he took her the way that he wanted to right now.

“Lola?” He asked, his voice thick with arousal.

“Hmm?” She asked, licking dry lips as she adjusted her shirt.

“Did you enjoy that?” He asked in a growling tone that made her eyes widen.

She bit her lower lip as her eyes met his hungry ones. They were luminescent in the dim light. She nodded her head as he mouthed her thigh, nipping at the soft flesh. Lola let out a moan as he moved to stand.Content © copyrighted by NôvelDrama.Org.

She brushed her hair away from her face as she looked at the bulge in the front of his slacks. “Puca.”

“Yes, go halainn?”

“Did you, umm, did you want me too?” She stumbled over her words, trying to get them out. She didn’t know why she couldn’t say it after what they had just done.

“Why don’t you and I go clean up?” Puca asked, the tip of his tongue peeking out between his lips as his lips twitched into a slow smile. He heard the door to the bathroom swing open and the soft slap of Bodach’s bare feet as he walked towards the bedroom.

Nodding her head, Lola slipped her hand into his and he pulled her flush against his body. Enjoying the way her breasts felt pressed against his chest. The way her cheeks heated with a blush as she felt the heat build back up between them.

Puca turned, pulling them towards the bathroom. He turned the water on and turned back to face her. His fingers moving against her stomach as he dragged her shirt up and over her head. Lola brought her arms up as she shyly looked up at him.

“Lola, do not hide from me.” He pressed his lips against hers. She sighed against his lips as she dropped her arms. His hands moved to the clasp of her bra and he undid the hooks. Dragging the material down her arms and letting it fall to the floor.

His thumbs brushed over her nipples and the flesh hardened into sharp points that he dragged his fingertips over them.

“I love the way you respond to me.” He whispered against her lips as his hands moved down. Mapping out her flesh as his hand moved lower to her tender folds. “Undress me.”

Lola shivered as his fingers pressed against her and she moved her hand to the front of his jeans. Fumbling with the button as she tugged at it with shaking hands.

“Slowly.” He whispered, working a finger in and out of her wet core.

Lola let out a shuddering breath as she stilled. Enjoying the way that he was building her body back up. She undid the button and slowly pulled down the zipper. Freeing his thick cock, she brought her fist down to caress his shaft. Dragging the foreskin back so she could run her thumb over the glistening tip. She moved her finger through his pre-cum and brought it to her mouth.

Puca brought his finger to his lips, savoring the heady taste of her honey.

Her eyes on his as she took the digit in her mouth, her tongue swirling around her thumb. Tasting him as he pulled his fingers from his mouth.

Puca tangled his hands in her hair. His lips pressed against hers as he backed her up until her ass pressed against the sink. His lips, hungry and devouring her with a soul consuming need. Lola brought her hand to his penis, marveling at the soft yet hard felt feel of his skin in her fist as she guided him between her folds.

“Ah ah ah,” he teased. His hand moving over hers as he moved the head of his cock against her clit. “I’ve already said how I want you to fuck me, and this isn’t it.” His other hand moved to her breast as he tugged at her nipple.

“Puca.” Lola gasped out as he stroked his cock against her. She tried to tilt her hips, so he’d penetrated her. He let out a dark chuckle. Her body clenched up and he smirked down at her.

“Let’s take a shower.”