Chapter Nine #2
At one point, she skates right up to me, close enough to touch, then spins away at the last second. When Riven tries to anticipate her next move and reaches out to grab her, she jumps—actually jumps—over his outstretched arm.
“Show off,” I mutter.
“You ain’t seen nothin’ yet,” she calls back, and then does something that makes all three of us stop skating entirely.
She launches into a short figure skating routine, complete with jumps and spins and moves that look impossible on ice skates. When she finishes with a dramatic bow, we all stare at her in shocked admiration.
“Ten minutes,” she announces, checking the phone she somehow managed to keep in her pocket this whole time. “I win.”
“That was . . .” Knox starts, then trails off.
“Intoxicating,” Riven finishes for him.
“That was amazing,” I add, skating toward her. “Where did you learn to do that?”
“Thirteen years of lessons,” she says, suddenly looking a little self-conscious. “Before I put on weight and stopped.”
“Your body is perfect.” I skate right up to her and scoop her into my arms, hoping like hell I don’t face-plant and ruin it.
She laughs as I skate across the rink. My blades cut a sharp line as I stop, spraying up ice as I reach the boards, and I set her down on the ledge of the rink. Her legs swing, and her skates clunk against the boards.
“Since you won”—I lean in close, keeping my mask pressed to her cheek—“what do you want for your prize?”
She bites her lip before she whispers, “Blindfold me.”
“Blindfold?” I echo, grinning behind the mask. “Fuck, baby, you sure?”
She nods, closing her eyes, her hands braced on the edge.
Knox is already tugging at the hem of his shirt, peeling it off in one smooth motion. “This’ll do,” he says, handing it over.
I bunch it in my hands, turning the soft cotton into a strip, and loop it gently around her head. “Perfect,” I murmur. Then I crouch and unlace her skates one by one, sliding them off and dropping them to the ice. She wiggles her toes beneath her thick socks.
“Leggings and that shirt,” Riven says from behind me. “She won’t need them.”
I hook my fingers into the waistband of her black leggings and drag them and her underwear down slowly, savoring the reveal of her skin inch by inch. She shifts on the ledge, blindfold in place, her lips parted. When the fabric pools at her ankles, I pull it free, leaving her bare.
Knox takes over, tugging her long-sleeved top and bra off, careful not to disturb the blindfold as he pulls it over her head. She shivers when the cold air hits, and her nipples tighten into stiff peaks.
“Fuck, you’re gorgeous,” he mutters.
She’s sitting there in nothing but the blindfold, socks, and her necklace. Her legs dangle freely over the ledge until Riven steps between them, spreading them wide with a grip firm enough to make her gasp.
I kneel on the ice and duck under his legs, my mask still on. “Guess it’s me who gets the first taste.”
I pull it off and sit it next to me, then press my mouth to her pussy. As my tongue strokes over her, and the taste spreads over my tongue, fuck, now I know it will be so much harder to let go of this girl when the time comes.
I eat her like I’ll starve without her. Every flick of my tongue makes her arch, her thighs pressing tight against my ears until Riven pries them apart.
Her moans shudder through me as the taste of her dripping cunt runs over my tongue, I suck harder, wanting to hear her whimper until her body shatters and she screams out.
The blades slip on Riven’s skates, so I quickly rise from beneath him to grab her waist and slide her off the ledge, shifting her right into Riven’s waiting arms. He catches her, spinning around while holding her under the shoulders, then lifts her easily into his arms as her blindfolded head falls back against his chest and he leans up against the boards.
I pick up my mask and slip it back into place.
“Trust me,” Riven murmurs into her ear. “We won’t let you fall.”
She nods, trembling, already spreading her legs as Knox steps between them. He shoves his skates wide for balance, pulls out his cock, and lines himself up. He drives into her in one hard stroke as her cry echoes in the empty arena.
Riven holds her steady from behind, his arms a cage around her while Knox fucks her, the scrape of his skates loud with every thrust. Her breasts bounce against Riven’s forearms.
“Cold?” Riven whispers. “Bet you love it.”
“I do,” she gasps, her voice raw. “Fuck, I do.”
Knox snarls, pumping into her faster and rougher, until the ice squeaks under his blades. He buries himself deep, groaning, then pulls out abruptly.
“My turn,” I say, tugging her down with me as my balance gives way. We crash together onto the ice, my ass hitting the chilled surface hard, but I don’t care. I make quick work of freeing my cock and drag her over me, her thighs spread wide across my hips.
She gasps at the shock of the ice under her knees, then moans, rubbing her pussy along my aching shaft.
“Ride me,” I order, gripping her hips and positioning the head of my cock at her entrance.
She moves, fucking herself onto me. As her hips undulate, she arches back, hair sticking to her neck, and she moans with every thrust.
“Good girl,” Riven praises. “Take him deep. All the way.”
She’s loud now, and the sound of her slapping down on me echoes around us. My fingers dig into her ass, spreading her wider as her pussy squeezes me.
“Switch,” Riven says.
I groan, but Knox and Riven lift her off me and push her onto her hands and knees. Leila hisses as her hands hit the ice, so I rip off my shirt, laying it on the ice, and help her place her hands on it as Riven does the same and puts his under her knees.
Riven drags her forward, his hand firm on the back of her neck. “Good girl,” he murmurs, tilting her chin up. “Open that mouth for me.” He leans back against the edge of the rink before guiding her to his hard cock.
Knox doesn’t wait. He kneels in behind her, his hands gripping her hips, and with one hard thrust he buries himself deep, fucking her forward onto Riven’s cock.
She chokes and gags but Riven only groans and threads his fingers into her hair to hold her steady.
His free hand takes the chain and pulls.
My dick goes hard as steel as I watch her being used.
Her body rocks between them, and every thrust from Knox drives her mouth deeper onto Riven’s cock, drool spilling down her chin. I grip myself, stroking slowly as I look on. Fuck, she’s beautiful like this.
“You’re doing so well, Kane,” I rasp, crouching low. “Fuck, watching you take them is the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen.”
Knox slams into her harder, the sound of his hips smacking against her ass echoing through the empty rink.
Riven groans, thrusting and letting her throat squeeze around him as he praises her again. “That’s it, baby. Good fucking girl. Take us.”
I fist my cock tighter, watching her gag and moan, every inch of me wanting to bury myself in her too. A man could get used to this. It started as a fun way to fuck with her brothers, but now I don’t plan on letting her go so easily.