Making Demons Purr (Flushed and Fevered Book 2) by Selena Illyria

suction, bobbing her head faster.
    “Going to come,” Carver grunted. He pistoned his hips in and out of her faster and faster, his wet flesh slapping against hers, abrading the sting of her previous spanking. The feeling only increased the fire that burned in her sex.
    Tingles raced throughout Sera’s body as another orgasm ramped up. Carver came with a growl. His cock jerked inside of her. For a split second she felt disappointed at having to use condoms. But the sentiment didn’t last long.
    Thorn’s shaft jerked in her mouth and he came with a grunt, spurting jets of cum down her throat. Among all the noise she could hear Ariel’s soft cry.
    Sera let Thorn’s now-flaccid penis slip out of her mouth and looked into the hallway at her friend. Ariel’s features were relaxed and she had a shy smile on her face. She ducked her head and turned, then disappeared into the darkness, her gait unsteady.
    “She’ll be fine, sweetheart,” Thorn murmured.
    Sera bobbed her head and then let out a gasp as Carver pinched her clit once more. She came again, with a cry. Her body shook. Carver held her as she shook in his grasp. Thorn bent down and pinched her aching nipples.
    Aftershocks rocked her body until she didn’t have the strength to stand, and her arms ached from being held behind her back. Carver pulled out of her clenching pussy. She groaned as the action reignited more embers of pleasure.
    Thorn stopped playing with her throbbing peaks and murmured something to Carver. “I’ll be back, beautiful,” he whispered and then left the room.
    Carver undid the belt and carried her over to the chair. He set her down and began to massage her arms. “You were so beautiful, sweetheart. So perfect.”
    She mumbled something. Her brain was swathed in cotton and tiny fires continued to burst and simmer as her muscles jumped and twitched. She groaned and cuddled into his touch.
    “Shh, just lie still and let us take care of you.”
    Thorn returned with a damp cloth and began to clean her up. She was grateful that they had thought of even that. In the dim glow of the room, Thorn’s skin had become a pale tan. The soft white of his skin and the black of his nails had returned to their usual buff color.
    As Sera’s thoughts coalesced and the arousal died down, she felt a sense of peace descend upon her. She’d never known such bliss, acceptance, and appreciation before. And she had Thorn and Carver to thank for it.
     

Chapter Eight
     
     
    By the time they got back to the party, Carver was ready to go another round. His hunger for Sera surprised him. He hadn’t felt this way about any of his past partners before. Not even in his fumbling beginnings when he first started to explore sex had his demon felt so close to breaking his seal. It had never wanted to claim a woman before. Nor had he ever felt so complete before now. He doubted he’d ever again feel contented now that he’d made love to Sera. There would always be a hunger for her. He couldn’t imagine them not pursuing their attraction to each other.
    This wasn’t a onetime thing for him. This was the start of something that would last forever. He knew he had to take Thorn aside and see how he felt about this, make sure they were all on the same page. He couldn’t imagine going forward without his friend with them. They were a triumvirate or nothing.
    Then there was Sera to consider. How would she feel about dating two men? He’d seen a few ménage à trois couples around town who seemed to be doing well. There were even a few shifters involved in relationships with multiple partners at once. They could make it work. They just had to set the rules and talk it over. In any case, he couldn’t let her go now that he’d gotten a taste.
    Carver reached over and brushed a tendril of hair from Sera’s eyes.
    She turned toward him and smiled. “Thanks. Oh! Ariel and Donna. Let me go talk to them and then we can leave, OK?” Sera dug into her skirt pocket and handed