Two figures rotated around him. He was still standing, his cock solidly sunk inside the woman, but now her legs were wrapped around his hips and she had wings. His body tingled with the buzz of pleasure. He’d only hoped for one brief moment of pleasure with one of them. Now that it was done, it hit him that no, this was barely scratching the surface. Her lips were definitely not light on his own when she kissed him. It was the kiss that finally made him stumble and kneel on the ground, shaky from the orgasm. “I did it,” he mumbled to no one. “You did,” a male voice murmured in his ear. A pair of lips brushed against his shoulder, sending delicious tingles through him. “My sister marked you already, it’s my turn. Formality, you understand.” Dimitri cupped the girl’s ass and squeezed. The other figure knelt beside him and a strong hand gripped his chin, gently urging him to turn his head. Soft lips fringed with coarse blond hair met his, the man’s velvety tongue insistent as he delved between Dimitri’s lips.
