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Devion's lips hooked up, affecting Khal. There was no need for verbal communication as they understood each other just by their gaze alone.
Ayen felt a premonition, not bad but something that would surely stimulate him into another mind-blowing release. Sure enough, when Ayen realized that the two had decided to pleasure him together again, it was too late.
His mouth parted, and his head leaned in on Khal's shoulders as Devion thrust upwards, dry humping him. The clothes seemed to help with intensifying the friction, thereby making it more pleasurable.
Khal bit Ayen's shoulders as his hand sneaked inside Ayen's pants and palmed him inside. His thumb encircling at the tip, and the precum leaking from it.
Ayen could only moan, letting the two touch and do whatever they wanted in his body.
A few minutes later, Ayen almost cried, groaning in difficulty.
"I want..."
"What do you want? " Khal whispered at him.
Ayen's unfocused eyes searched for his eyes.
