"Fuck…" Zen muttered, his hand tightening in Nyx's dark hair while his other rested heavily on the back of Valeria's neck, guiding them both.
Nyx took the challenge personally. She relaxed her throat and pushed forward, taking him deeper until her nose pressed against his pelvis.
She held him there, her throat constricting rhythmically around his cock as she looked up at him with glowing purple eyes full of obsessive devotion.
Valeria made a frustrated sound and sucked harder on the base, her hand stroking what Nyx couldn't fit. The wet, messy sounds of two powerful women worshipping his cock filled the room.
Nyx suddenly reached up with both hands, sliding them under Zen's open shirt. Her fingers found his nipples and pinched them sharply, rolling the sensitive buds between her fingers with precise pressure.
Zen's hips jerked hard, a low growl escaping his throat as fresh pleasure shot through him. "Nyx…"
