Arix sighed, "Look how you take this." His knuckles were already kissing the ring of muscle. "Feels like I could get in you to the wrist." His voice dropped, husky with arousal. "I'll bet I can. Want me to try? Ystav. Get the hell over here."
A grunt from Ystav. "What?" He didn't open his eyes.
"I want Shory to have a little audience for this. He's going to take my hand to the wrist, and you're going to watch."
A heartfelt whimper escaped Shory. Arix was testing his power again, even more than he was testing the endurance of Shory's flesh. "No. Arix, please..."
Shory felt Arix's other hand stroke the small of his back in a soft gesture that didn't match his snarl. "Ystav, get your hand off your prick and get over here and put it to better use."
Another grunt from Ystav. "Thought we weren't going to trust his mouth just yet."
"Your hand, not your prick, you idiot. Come here."
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