Maverick Danker [Beyond the Marius Brothers 5] (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour ManLove) by Joyee Flynn Read Free Book Online Page A

was thinking I might drink from you and play a bit if that’s okay. Until we get some lube later?”
    “I would be honored to provide my mate with the sustenance he needs,” he answered with a nod. I didn’t mean it to be a formal affair, but I took it as the way fae did things and let it go.
    “Can I suck you off while he fucks me?” Tyler asked, his cheeks turning bright red as he moved off my lap.
    “Hey, there’s no shame in what we share together, cub. Never be embarrassed to ask for what you want.”
    “But Asterio needs to know.” Tyler’s face was filled with such shame that it broke my heart.
    “Learning each other’s kinks is half the fun, Tyler,” Asterio said playfully as he lifted Tyler up as if he weighed nothing and threw him over his shoulder. “I know you like kinky and to play the slut. That’s enough for now. I’ve always wanted someone I could be wild with in bed. I hate to admit it, but for my age, I’m not very experienced and have only had white sex.”
    “Wait, huh?” I asked, drawing my eyebrows in confusion. “You’ve only had sex with white guys?”
    “No, we have darker-skinned fae as well,” he answered, but then realized the problem. “I heard one of the vampires speaking about how he was thinking of breaking up with his girlfriend because she was only into white ice cream sex and he needed more.”
    “Vanilla,” Tyler exclaimed, biting his lip to keep from laughing. “Vanilla sex, not white sex, big guy. Vanilla is white ice cream but the phrase is vanilla sex .”
    “Oh, okay, so I’ve only had vanilla,” Asterio mumbled. “I’m not sure what sex has to do with ice cream, but I do like ice cream.”
    “There’s all sorts of ice cream, like types of sex,” Tyler explained patiently with a smile as Asterio set him on his feet. “Vanilla is considered plain ice cream, no extra stuff added. So when people talk about plain sex, missionary style, very calm and reserved, they just say it’s vanilla.”
    “But you were just in that position with Mav and it wasn’t very reserved.”
    “No, not all missionary is vanilla,” Tyler purred, leaning forward to lick Asterio’s nipple. “We threw on some hot fudge, whip cream, and lots of cherries and nuts.”
    “I like nuts,” Asterio whispered in a breathy tone. “You want me to take charge of our coupling, yes?”
    “Uh-huh.” Tyler looked a little like his brain had left the building at the question. But then again, his cock was so hard and leaking I didn’t think there was much blood left for the rest of his body.
    “Good,” our massive warrior growled. He spun Tyler around and pushed him over the side of the couch, spreading his legs wide. I watched as he pushed his massive cock into Tyler slowly. “You will suck Mav off, take him all the way in your hot little mouth. When you are close to coming, I want to hear you scream your pleasure as he comes all over your face.”
    “Yes,” Tyler whimpered. I quickly grabbed my undershirt and dipped it in the glass of water I had brought in with me before cleaning myself up. By the time I was done, Asterio was fully inside of Tyler, who seemed to be loving it. “Oh god, Mav has such a fat cock that stretches me perfectly. But I’ve never taken anyone so long before. Fuck! You use my hole so good. Slap me!”
    “What?” Asterio gasped, pulling back out of him immediately. “I will not hit my mate!”
    “No, his ass,” I said gently, when Tyler buried his head in the cushions in shame. “Not beat him. Spank his firm ass.” Asterio gave me a worried look but nodded. He did as I said, Tyler moaning and squirming. “You wanted to try new things and not have vanilla sex. This is what our mate likes.”
    “I find I do, too,” he whispered in awe, staring at the handprint he’d left. “Promise to tell me if I hurt you, cub.”
    “I will,” Tyler mumbled as he lifted his head and looked at me. He mouthed thank you and I smiled. I moved to kneel on the