Belladonna didn't waste time with words. She leaned forward, her dark hair brushing against Leo's thighs, and took him into her mouth.
Slurp.
She was aggressive, experienced. She took him deep, bypassing the tip and engulfing the shaft, her head bobbing with a rhythmic intensity that sent jolts of electricity straight up Leo's spine.
She made eye contact, looking up at him through her lashes, her gaze challenging, possessing. Mine, her eyes seemed to say. I can take all of you.
Seraphine, seeing her territory invaded, shook off her shyness. She leaned in from the side. She was gentler, worshipful. She couldn't fit him in her mouth alongside Belladonna, so she improvised.
She kissed the side of his shaft, her tongue tracing the prominent purple veins that pulsed with his heartbeat.
She licked the tip that peeked out of Belladonna's lips, swirling her tongue around the sensitive head, catching the pre-cum that Belladonna's deep throat coaxed out.
