Ayen's thighs twitched at both the pain and pleasure; the combination of the two was making him lightheaded.
Devion inside him and Khal sucking at every part of his skin... Ayen had never been so stimulated like this before. He gripped Khal's hair and did not suppress the desire that was rising in his gut and his whole being.
Devion licked the bite marks he created in Ayen's skin and sucked bruises around it; his hips continued pistoning that same spot that made Ayen almost lose his sanity.
The debauched sounds they elicited continued to echo inside the room.
Khal licked Ayen's jaw and whispered darkly, "Don't suppress your voice, Ayen. There's no one here but us." His blue eyes flashed in anticipation of his turn.
Ayen felt Khal's thumb around his lips, parting them, and leaned, his tongue making its way to Ayen's mouth again. Devion watched the two, becoming aroused by the sight.
