Chapter 27

Eislinn sagged back into her chair, suddenly limp with frantic arousal. Her gaze darted back and forth between the two males. Both were tall and powerful but otherwise as different as night and day. Callum was whipcord lean with sandy hair that barely covered his pointed ears. Lothan was as broad as a tree trunk with coal black skin and fangs in his demon form. In his human guise he had a dark chocolate complexion and straight black hair to his waist. In either form his eyes were an eerie intense silver. Right now they were thoughtful and looking back at Callum. One black eyebrow rose.
"You don't have a problem with me being a demon?" Elves were known for being racist, elitist pricks, which is one of the reasons Eislinn spent most of her time in the human realm. Life was much more fun when you mixed things up.
"No." Callum stood and held out a hand to Lothan. "Not a bit."
Eislinn goggled at the flare of attraction. It wasn't all for her, though she could tell plenty of it was. She'd had fabulous chemistry with each of them. But what was really turning her on right now - almost to the point of pain - was the strong magnetism that she sensed between the two men. Both were hard and full beneath their trousers as they gazed at one another. Then they both turned to look at her with blatant desire. Each held out his free hand, inviting her to close the triangle. It was all she could do not to pant. Her hands trembled as she lifted them. Her hands were small and pale and she whimpered in arousal at the sight of them being engulfed, one in Callum's callused tan fingers and the other in Lothan's ebony grip.
"Upstairs," Lothan muttered thickly. Eislinn saw the taut line of his jaw and gloried in it. He was as turned on as she was.
"Hell yeah." Callum licked his lips and tugged Eislinn to her feet. She felt the energy that prickled along his skin. He was primed and ready too.
For a second Eislinn wondered if maybe she had been killed by the demon and she'd somehow found her way to heaven.
The stairs weren't wide enough for the three of them so Lothan expedited the process of getting to his bedroom by picking up Eislinn and tossing her over his shoulder. She was tall but so slim she weighed hardly anything. He'd waited five long years to get her back into his bed, he wasn't taking any chances now. He was damn attracted to the other elf as well and was looking forward to seeing Eis taking the other man's cock as well as his own. His race wasn't typically hung up on the arithmetic of love and sex. As long as all parties were consenting adults, no one cared what went on. He loved Eislinn but he liked and respected Callum and he lusted after them both.
Callum was right on his heels as he led the way into his bedroom. He mentally flicked a dozen or so fat white candles alight and set Eislinn on her feet beside the bed.
"You still have the bed we bought," she said, somewhat unsteadily. The wrought iron canopied bed was big enough that the mattress and bedding had to be custom-made. It would easily hold the three of them with plenty of room to play. In the back of his mind Lothan wondered if this was perhaps the reason they'd commissioned the monstrosity. Had they sensed that what had been missing in their relationship was a third party?
Callum looked around and nodded in approval but his heated gaze lingered on Lothan instead of on the space. "Nice."
Eislinn gulped and Lothan smelled the rush of cream that further soaked her panties. Gods, he could practically taste her on his tongue, even after all this time. His own wool slacks were way too tight, threatening to cut off his balls if he didn't get out of them soon. A glance down showed him that Callum was in the same state. Lothan hardened even further at the thought of taking the other man's cock in his mouth as well.
"Time to get you naked, my lady," Callum reached up and yanked Eislinn's sweatshirt over her head. He had exactly the right touch with her, Lothan noted. Rough but careful enough not to damage her.
Lothan took a second to admire her small firm breasts, their nipples tightly beaded against the turquoise silk of her bra. Then he took the waistband of her jeans in both hands and ripped. The fabric gave right along the zipper, all the way to her crotch, revealing a very wet scrap of turquoise silk - almost exactly the color of Eislinn's eyes.
"Hurry," she whimpered. She sat back onto the padded bench at the foot of the bed and lifted her feet. "Please!"
Callum pulled off one of her sneakers while Lothan removed the other. In tandem the two men tugged the shredded jeans off her legs, leaving her clad in nothing but the absurd bits of silk that passed for underwear.
"Gorgeous." Callum murmured as he ran one long slim finger along the seam of Eislinn's pussy. "Even more beautiful than I remembered."
"Me too," Lothan agreed. He took a step back and unzipped his own pants before he amputated his cock. He couldn't remember ever being this hard in his life.
"Let me," Callum murmured. He stopped petting Eislinn and raised his finger, shiny with her juices, to Lothan's lips. Lothan sucked the other man's digit into his mouth and moaned at the mingled tastes of male skin and female musk. Meanwhile Callum took his other hand and eased Lothan's cock out of his open fly, then shoved the slacks down around Lothan's ankles. Lothan sucked in a deep breath when that long, strong hand closed around his cock and pulled.
"You're fucking hot yourself, demon," Callum murmured. He pulled his finger from Lothan's mouth and moved in close for an open-mouthed kiss that left Lothan trembling.
"And you have too many clothes on, elf." Lothan growled back when he managed to pull his tongue out of the hot cavern of Callum's mouth. He quickly flicked open the buttons on Callum's fly, releasing a cock that was even longer than his own, if not as thick. The hard flesh pulsed strongly into his hand and Lothan rubbed the tip with his thumb. A droplet of pre-cum slicked the heart-shaped head.