Cerys's eyes widened, her tongue darting out, licking the warmth from her lips. "So much… as always," she whispered, her voice a mix of awe and hunger. Her lips closed around his tip, greedily swallowing the next pulse.
Serelith leaned closer, her tongue catching the stray droplets from Cerys's cheek. "We can't waste a single drop," she murmured, her voice trembling with desire. Their faces drew nearer, their tongues meeting, licking, tasting each other, tasting him.
Their soft moans mingled, the heat between them growing, their hands tracing each other's cheeks, smearing his essence across their skin, their lips locking in a heated kiss, sharing his taste.
Mikhailis's chest rose and fell, his mind a haze of pleasure and disbelief. His voice was a husky whisper. "You both… really know how to entice me, don't you?"
Serelith's gaze lifted, her violet eyes burning. "We've only begun." Her voice was a sultry promise.
