Ayen could not describe the pleasure he was feeling, nor did he have the time to think about it. It was as though he had entered a new territory where his brain had yet to register them, and Ayen had no way to express what he was feeling except his moans.
His moans completely overtook the whole space. Earlier, he still had the strength to form coherent speech and at least to call the two espers names, but as the two sped up with their moments, Ayen had already forgotten all about it.
Ayen gripped Devion's hair tightly as the other bobbed his throat around Ayen's girth, while Khal's fingers, which had now become three, were thoroughly tormenting Ayen's sides.
His eyes rolled back. Something in his mind just clicked that Ayen almost lost his sanity because of it. The pleasure was truly overwhelming that Ayen thought he was truly losing his mind.
