Bestow of Three Henchmen - x Male Reader

Chapter 13 - Night Camp (2)

Present Time...

You almost forgot how hot inside a human's mouth is compared to vampires'.

A great wave of familiarity crashed within you when a calloused hand of Gavin enwrapped your shaft, followed immediately by the excessive warmth of his mouth.

Without the existence of fangs, the feeling of safety heightens all the more your length's comforts resting in him, while Gavin employed his hand conjointly with his head back and forth between both yours and Nicholas' thighs, twisting his tongue craftily over your tip throughout the voyage.

Howbeit, in your dread, now without the augment of Nicholas' provocation in your arse, it takes forever from your part to sense the soar of your rapture in your cock, that in result forcing you to jerk your hips forward in order to gain more pleasure.

To that pitiful attempt of yours, Nicholas chuckled amusedly. "Why, Your Highness?" he whispered huskily into your ears. "Need my assistance?" As opposed to his offer, though, he presses your crossed arms against your own chest instead, and belts your waist below using his other arm. "I think you are more than capable of doing so yourself, my prince," even with that too gentle way of encouragement, you caught the inconspicuous cruelty beneath.

You fathomed somehow, that it was related to how you never had chosen the triplets over other men in the past. But what you thought odd was how Nicholas didn't say more after, almost as if he was considering the possible shift of titillating mood in the chamber if Gavin was to get upset by his elucidation.

Weren't vampires' supposed to be unconcerned for other beings? Unless, of course, there could always be another ulterior motive...

In any case, you shut your eyes, effortfully pushing yourself to savor Gavin's proficient service—if only you hadn't come to get used by your hole being filled with more than one penis at once in recent days. Despite the availability of a slim chance for you to oppose this small game, you wished not to actualize it, reckoning Nicholas may use the stake of your family's and other castle's inhabitants' fate to his advantage.

Thick layers of sweat coated your entire form when long after you sensed finally the imminent of your ejaculation. Alongside the hopefulness, there was also a relief, knowing your endeavor will soon come to fruition.

Gavin, from the perennially of copulating with you, certainly had memorized well signs of your incoming peak. Just about you parted your lips to notify him, the small man already had made his own decision as he fastened his fist and abandoned your pulsating cock off his mouth.

He seldom made attempt to deny your climax in former times...

"No..." you murmured languidly. You pressed your eyelids in disappointment, realizing that the horse master had chosen a side—to unite with and please Nicholas. As attested by how the man glanced up as if seeking Nicholas' approval.

"Have you always dreamt of this opportunity, Gavin?" asked the vampire. "To unite with me in servicing the crown prince?" A thin smile of contentment bloomed across Nicholas' face. "What a smart lad." He unloosed one arm from around your waist to pat Gavin's cheek lightly—to which the small man shut his eyes in reverence as though had long yearned the very contact from Nicholas. "But, for now, you are allowed to grant him his release. Don't waste his seeds."

"Didn't intend to do that," following that mumble, Gavin slackened his fist suffice so as to stroke you without mercy, licking and sucking a bit passed down your tip while at it.

"G-Gav—" you stammered desperately at the pleasant sensation that was scarcely delayed now concentrated back rapidly in your cock. You extended your arm toward the top of the horse master's head, but were preempted immediately by Nicholas.