Chapter 28

"Oh, goddess!" At Eislinn's whimper they both turned their attention back to her. She sprawled on the bench with her eyes heavy and her legs splayed. One hand rubbed at her right nipple, while the other had pushed aside her thong to reach her clit.
Callum grinned at Lothan. "I think it's time for somebody's spanking, don't you?"
Lothan nodded. "Yep. Why don't you make sure she's ready while I go get a couple things?"
The elf's green eyes glinted wickedly. "No problem, Lothan. But don't take long."
Both of them swiftly removed their remaining clothes while Eislinn continued to watch. She pulled her hand out of her pussy and licked her own fingers. "Hurry up, boys," she urged. "I've been very, very naughty."
"Yes, you have." Callum went down on his knees beside the bench. "When are you going to learn to stay out of trouble?" He tugged her bra out of the way and took her nipple in his mouth. Lothan groaned at the beauty of the sight but then moved to a cabinet beside the bed. When he turned back a few seconds later with a couple of toys in his hands, Callum was sucking hard and had two long fingers stuffed up inside Eislinn's pretty pink pussy. The turquoise bra and underwear were nowhere to be seen.
"When my real life is exciting enough to keep me interested?" she gasped out between strokes of Callum's hand. She looked up at Lothan and held out the hand that wasn't clasped in Callum's hair. "Think you boys can do something about that?"
"I think so," Lothan agreed. He knelt beside Callum and cupped her other breast in his palm. With his other hand he stroked his own erection, which was aching to be buried inside Eislinn's wet heat.
"Suck me, Lothan." She tugged at his hair to bring his face closer to her nipple. It was swollen to nearly twice its normal size and flushed to a dark rosy pink. He licked his lips then wrapped them around the luscious nub. She didn't have to ask him twice. He rolled it between his lips, then circled it with his tongue, reveling in this first taste of her in far, far too long. He sucked hard, as if he could swallow her whole. Her hand fisted tight in his hair, holding him close while she writhed beneath their attentions.
A damp hand nudged his aside and took its place on his penis. He glanced over to see Callum lift his face from Eislinn's breast and smile. "Time for the spanking, before we all come," he murmured.
"Right." Lothan reluctantly disengaged his mouth from Eislinn's creamy flesh. "Ready, sweet thing?"
"Oh yes." Eislinn stretched and stood. "Do your worst, boys. I'm all yours."
Lothan pulled the bench away from the bed. He felt the possessive growl that rose in his chest, heard its counterpart emerge from Callum's lips. The elf loved her too, he realized. And his claim went back a lot further than Lothan's. If it came down to a choice, he had no idea which one she'd pick. That uncertainty scared him more than death.
Callum lifted the satin blindfold Lothan had set on the floor by their feet and fitted it into place over Eislinn's eyes. She wriggled happily and panted. Callum didn't think he'd ever seen her so turned on - or himself for that matter. Lothan's dark, smooth body was hairless and marked by a line of silver runes that ran from his left nipple up over his shoulder and down his back to his right butt cheek where it curled around his hip to circle the base of his cock. A row of tiny silver barbells dotted the underside of his cock from tip to scrotum. The whole package was so blindingly sexy that he could have made a jellyfish hard and Callum couldn't wait to have that thick dark cock in his mouth - or his ass. Preferably at the same time as his own cock was fucking Eislinn.
Lothan turned her around and bent her lengthwise over the bench, until she rested on her belly. It was exactly the right length for her willowy torso. Her pert ass jutted into the air at one end while her hauntingly lovely face was turned to the side on the far edge of the vinyl cushion. Her long chestnut hair trailed across the hardwood floor and she obediently lifted her hands to the small of her back, as if anticipating the handcuffs that Callum snapped into place around her dainty wrists. Lothan fitted a spreader bar between her ankles, wrapping the soft leather cuffs around her ankles with tender care. Oh yeah, the demon knew Eislinn's tastes as well as Callum himself did. He pushed aside a twinge of jealousy. He and Eislinn had called it quits over a century ago. He loved her but there had always been something missing in their relationship. He hadn't been celibate in the interim. He had no right to mind that she hadn't. And looking at Lothan, he could definitely understand the attraction.
"Ready?" Lothan stood after testing the ankle cuffs.
Eislinn wriggled on the bench. "Ready." Her thighs were slick with cream and Callum couldn't resist leaning down for one quick taste. He swiped his tongue along her slit, then straightened and brought his hand down hard on her sweetly rounded ass. Lothan smacked her other cheek at exactly the same time.
"You've been a very bad girl, Eislinn." The demon's low bass rumble sent a tremor of arousal from the base of Callum's spine straight to his taut and heavy balls.
"And naughty girls have to be punished, don't they?" Callum smiled over at Lothan, letting all his desire for both of them show in his gaze.
The look Lothan gave him in return was smoldering. As one they both slapped Eislinn again. Her squeal held a trace of pain but a wealth of pleasure. The spanked her again, their movements timed as perfectly as if they'd been doing this together forever.
"You frightened us, dearling," Callum reprimanded. Another spank. "You need to learn not to do that."
"When there's danger, you call us, damn it," Lothan growled. Eislinn's creamy white ass was turning a lovely shade of pink. Rivulets of fluid were beginning to trickle down her thighs as her arousal heightened with every stroke.
"You don't fight demons on your own." Callum finished.
"Y-yes." her words and breath were fractured but she nodded her understanding.
"Yes what, sweet thing?" Lothan reached up and fisted a handful of her reddish-brown tresses. He pulled hard enough to make her bend her neck back.
Callum ran a finger along the curve of her spine. "Use your words, Eislinn."
"I promise. I'll call next time."