The Silvia Saga: Boxset

Chapter 20

Chapter Twenty

Dara

Rolling over, I bump into a hard body. Opening my eyes, I find Blair asleep. I reach out my other arm and feel Oliver there. I sigh in relief knowing that last night wasn’t just a dream. It actually happened, and fuck, I feel on top of the world right now. I reach down between my legs and start rubbing my sweet spot as I replay the night over and over again—the way Oliver did me from behind while Blair pleasured me from below. I stiffen when I feel a hand over mine, encouraging me to move faster. Turning, I see a shit-eating grin on Oliver’s face.

“You didn’t think you’d get all the fun, did you, Princess?” he asks in a husky voice.

I shake my head. Blair stirs next to me, then I feel a hand on my breast, playing with and flicking my nipple. I’m on the verge of an orgasm when the door flies open. I look over to see Harlan standing there in nothing but a pair of shorts.

I freeze, unsure how Harlan will react to what he’s seeing. He surprises me when he smirks and walks over to the bed. He sits down, leaning over my naked body and closing the distance between us. When our lips meet, Oliver increases the pressure on my pussy, rubbing my fingers faster. Blair is still massaging my breasts as Harlan claims my mouth. My whole body shudders and I moan as I’m hit with one, two—three orgasms. When my body finally stops writhing, I open my eyes and blush. Declan is at the foot of the bed, touching himself. Fucking hell. That’s the hottest thing I’ve ever seen.

Harlan says, “You have all of us to pleasure you, Princess, so just remember that when you feel like touching yourself. Declan and I were going crazy last night hearing your moans. And then this morning …” He shakes his head slowly, his gaze pinned on my face. “We just had to come and join in.”

My cheeks begin to burn, but Blair reaches over, turning my face to him.

“Don’t you ever be embarrassed. You touching yourself is the hottest.” He smirks. “Now, tell me what you were thinking about.”

I keep my mouth shut, not giving him the satisfaction.

“Enough gang-banging, you lot. We have work to do,” Jolie yells from the hallway. Her footsteps get softer as she retreats back down the stairs.

Oliver gets up from the bed, stretching his arms above his head, and I take a moment to ogle my sexy, cheeky warrior. “She’s right. As much as I want to stay in this room all day doing kinky shit, we have a wall to smash the fuck up.”

I am so blessed to have these men in my life.

Declan reaches out to grab my hand as I unwrap myself from Blair and Harlan. “First you need a good clean, sweetie.”

He pulls me off the bed and drags me towards the bathroom.

He turns the shower on, then checks the temperature before stepping inside. I follow him in, closing the door behind us. I relax into his arms, my heart melting when he kisses the top of my head softly. Declan has grown so much. My once-reserved warrior is now the kindest guy I know. He’s always been protective of me, but now he isn’t shy about it—he just takes the lead.

I look up into his vibrant green eyes. Putting my hand behind his head, I pull him towards me, closing the distance between our lips. With water streaming down both our faces, we slowly and passionately explore each other’s mouths with our tongues. When I moan into his mouth, he pulls back, looking down at me.

“You have no idea how beautiful you are, Dara,” he growls out. His confession causes my belly to flutter in delight. “Stand back. I want to wash you.”

I do as I am told, standing back as he puts a dollop of shampoo in his hand. He massages the shampoo into my hair, lathering it up. I close my eyes, enjoying the way his hands feel against my head. He pulls me back under the water, rinsing it out. He does the same with the conditioner, taking his time in massaging my scalp.

After taking the loofah from the shelf and loading it with peppermint bodywash, he kneels down in front of me, washing each foot carefully before slowly making his way up my legs. When he reaches my pussy, he looks up, his hot gaze meeting mine. He doesn’t look away as he uses some of the soapy water and guides it between my legs, washing between my folds. After rinsing away the soap, he moves his mouth over my pussy, hesitating, looking to me for permission. Like he fucking needs it. I widen my legs, inviting him in.

He licks my clit, instantly causing me to lose it and let out a scream of pleasure. I close my eyes, enjoying the way his tongue flicks and laps up my sweet spot.

“Eyes open and on me, Princess. I want to see you,” he growls possessively.

Obeying his order, I watch him lap me up. His face is covered in water, and rivulets run down his sexy body. Without warning, he fills me with one, two, fuck! Three fingers. I grab hold of the wall, trying to keep my balance while Declan finger-fucks me and tortures me with that magic tongue of his. Screaming out his name, I let go, releasing. Slightly embarrassed, I watch as he smiles up at me, droplets of water dripping down his face.

“So delicious. Now I want a taste every single day.”

Oh my god. Just when I thought Declan couldn’t get any hotter, he comes out with that statement. Yes-fucking-please. I can’t wait for the day when we are all free, living every day as we please.

I help Declan up off the shower floor then grab the loofah. I lather it up with bodywash and return the favour, washing every inch of him, enjoying every curve of his abs.

“Hurry up, you two. Jolie is going batshit crazy,” Oliver says from the doorway.

With a sigh, I finish washing Declan then step from the shower into a towel held up by Oliver.

“Oh, what a perfect gentleman. Thank you, kind sir,” I tease.

“Only the best for you, Princess,” Oliver says with a smirk.

After drying off, dressing, and grabbing a quick bite to eat, I meet everyone in the dome. We all stand in front of the dummy wall Jolie created, everyone silent in their own thoughts. I’m ready to bring this sucker down, though …

“Let’s get this shit started,” I say, clapping my hands.

Oliver lets out a loud chuckle. “Someone’s in a cheerful mood. I wonder why that would be. Did you let off some steam?”

I grin at him, deciding not to give him the satisfaction. Clearing my throat, I change the subject. “Yes, for your information, I feel fucking fantastic. Now, let’s do what we came here to do, shall we?”

The look on all my warriors’ faces says it all; they know, and they’re smug that they’re the reason for how I feel right now.

“All right, enough sex talk,” Jolie says, rolling her eyes. “Let’s get going. I think we should repeat what we did yesterday, then you guys use your strength against the wall at the same time.”

Everyone nods. We can only try and see what happens. Then if it doesn’t work, we can come up with another strategy.

Jolie grabs my hands, and together, we relax our bodies, calming our breaths—getting in the zone. Once there, we release our hands and join the guys in front of the wall.

We repeat exactly what we did yesterday—bringing out our magic, chanting out the spell.

“Let light rise out of darkness. Let light rise out of darkness. Let light rise out of darkness …”

Once I feel it’s time, I yell, “Now!”

We release our magic onto the wall. At the loud crack, the guys run at the wall, pushing it, punching it, letting out everything they have. Just as a large crack goes down the wall, I get thrown back, landing on the ground, my energy zapped. Dust and debris cover everyone, but once the fog clears, I get a good look at the damage we’ve caused.

There’s a large gap big enough for a body to fit through in the centre of the wall.

“Oh my god! We did it. We actually did it,” I yell out in excitement.

All of my warriors pick themselves up off the ground. They must have fallen down from the impact like I did. Declan walks over to the wall to inspect the crack.

“It’s small but a body will fit. I think it’ll be enough to do the same to the real cave wall.”

I look to Jolie, and she smiles in victory despite looking just as exhausted as I feel. There’s no way we can bring down the real thing right now.

Reading my thoughts, Harlan says, “This took a lot out of us. Everyone get some rest and tomorrow, we’ll head out.”

None of us complain as we make our way out of the dome. Climbing the stairs, I can’t see much as it’s dark apart from a bit of light shining up the stairs from the living room.

What the hell? Did it really take us all day to just do that? It only felt like minutes, but apparently, it’s been hours. My stomach starts to rumble, and I realise I haven’t eaten anything. Spinning back around, I bump straight into Harlan, his arms land on my waist keeping me from stumbling all the way back down the stairs.

“Food?” I ask with a yawn.

“Oliver is on it, he’ll bring it up to us,” Harlan says, wrapping an arm over my shoulders, leading me back up the stairs.

Fried rice and dumplings good for you, Princess? Oliver mentally asks.

Hell yes, you’re amazing you know that?

You just love me ‘cause I feed you. He replies instantly, and I grin.

You know it.

We head into my room and Harlan kicks the door shut with his foot.

“Can I sleep with you tonight?” he asks, jumping on my bed and getting comfortable.

I raise my eyebrows at him. “It looks like you’ve already made yourself at home.”

As I settle in next to him, he pulls me flush against his body. All of the worries from today fade away. With my warriors by my side, I can do anything.