Chapter 35 #4
Ace shifts above me, lifting one of my legs over his shoulder, opening me to him completely. His cock slides against my entrance, teasing, building the tension until it’s unbearable.
Something glides over my lips, soft as velvet, and I smell vanilla and spices.
“Open,” Koen demands. “Keep your mouth open for me, relax your throat, and breathe through your nose.”
My body obeys instantly, my lips parting, my tongue peeking out as he presses against me, filling my mouth inch by inch. I couldn’t close my mouth if I wanted to, and that thought alone sends a thrill through me.
Ace thrusts forward at the same moment, sinking deep inside me, a groan tearing from him as he bottoms out. The force of it pushes me farther onto Koen’s cock, and the sensation is overwhelming in the best way.
“Good girl,” Koen murmurs, his hand cupping the back of my head as he begins to move. “Take all of me.”
Nicholas groans and hisses a low “Fuck,” and I know all their eyes are on me.
Ace’s thrusts are slow, while Koen’s hips rock in time with his, and I’m caught between them, helpless in the best way as pleasure surges through me.
They’re using me for their pleasure like I’m a fucking doll, and I love every second of it.
“Fuck,” Koen groans out, his fingers tightening in my hair, still gentle, still controlled. “I get why you’re into this, Sy. She looks so fucking perfect like this.”
Fingers find my clit, making the pressure inside build higher again, my senses overwhelmed by the heat of them, the scent of skin and sweat, the low, needy sounds they make as they lose themselves in me.
Ace’s pace quickens, his hand pressing against my hip to keep me steady as he pounds into me harder, his fingers rubbing my clit just right, while Koen’s thrusts become shallow before he pulls out, brushing his thumb across my bottom lip. “Such a good girl for us.”
I want to moan, to gasp, to beg him not to stop, but my body is still trapped in this exquisite surrender, even if inside, I’m close to the edge again.
“Now,” Sylus growls out.
“Wake up.”
My body jolts to life, a loud moan tearing from my throat, my hands clenching the sheets as the orgasm wracks me. Ace shudders above me, a broken moan escaping as he drives deep, his release following mine.
“Holy shit.” My chest heaves, my limbs trembling, the world spinning as I come back to myself. “That was… incredible.”
Ace’s lips curve into a smile, his eyes softening as he brushes a kiss against my temple. “You’re incredible.”
Ace pulls out slowly while kissing down my body, the warmth of Nicholas’s, Sylus’s, and Ace’s combined releases dripping from me. My muscles are loose from pleasure and overstimulation.
But even in my haze, my eyes find Koen.
He stands at the edge of the bed, his gaze fixed on Nicholas, who’s still watching. “Still good?”
Nicholas nods, his tongue darting out to lick his lips. Next to him, Sylus leans against the wall with his arms crossed, his smirk softening into something tender despite his dick already being half hard again. Ace sits down on the desk chair, panting, his eyes half lidded.
Koen’s shadow falls over me as he searches my face. “Are you done, precious?”
I quickly shake my head. My limbs are heavy, my body spent, but the fire under my skin still burns.
His eyes flicker with hesitation. “You look done.”
Frustration flares inside me, and I push up onto my elbows. “Now you’re telling me how I feel?”
“I can always tell how you feel.”
“Then tell me,” I challenge, sitting up and meeting his gaze head-on. “Tell me how I feel.”
His eyes search mine, the tension in his shoulders unraveling as understanding dawns. Concern flickers, but it’s quickly overtaken by a smoldering heat. “Fuck.”
I know he sees it, that raw, aching need. The craving for him to take me the way he does. A way that leaves no doubt of who’s in control.
“I want you.” The words hang between us—a challenge and a plea.
Koen’s fingers brush along my cheek before he grips my chin, tilting my head up to meet his gaze. His lips are a whisper away from mine. “You want me to own you?”
Fucking hell.
“Yes.”
He captures my mouth, the kiss claiming, his teeth grazing my bottom lip. His other hand cradles the back of my head, anchoring me in place as the slow burn builds in my core again.
He bites my lip hard, then pulls back, murmuring against them. “Sleep.” My body relaxes into his arms, my eyes slipping shut. “You’re safe.” He lowers me back to the bed, his thumb stroking my jaw. “Feel how I own you, precious.”
Koen’s hands slide up my legs, gripping behind my knees as he lifts them to his chest. Then, he thrusts into me hard, stealing the air from my lungs.
But I can’t gasp, can’t moan.
“Look at you. Taking me so well.” His grip tightens around my legs, pulling me closer, harder. The pressure, the fullness, it’s dizzying. My mind floats, tethered only by the sensations flooding my body.
“Wake up.”
I suck in a sharp breath as I come back to awareness, my eyes snapping open. Koen’s gaze locks onto mine, molten heat and fierce control swirling together, his pace unrelenting as he fucks me hard.
A low, strangled sound comes from Ace.
“Color?” he rasps, sweat beading along his brow.
“Green,” I gasp, the word spilling out in a breathless moan.
A wicked smile curves his lips, and then his teeth sink into my ankle. The jolt of sharp sensations makes my core tighten.
“Sleep.”
The world dims again, but the pleasure stays. I’m weightless, adrift in sensation as Koen pulls out, and I’m being shifted, moved like a doll. My stomach meets the bed, my head turned to the side, my cheek against the sheets.
He’s behind me as his hand threads into my hair, pressing me into the mattress. “You’re so damn sexy.”
He thrusts into me again, the angle making everything tighter, sharper. Each of his movements pushes me into the mattress—the friction delicious—while his hand in my hair anchors me, pulling just enough to send sparks through my body.
“Damn, Koen. I didn’t realize we could play rough like this when she’s under. This opens a whole new world, Sparkle.”
A flicker of amusement brushes against my consciousness, but I’m too far gone to react.
“That’s it. Take everything I give you.” Koen’s grunts are rough, the sound vibrating through me as he praises me. “Every inch, every thrust. So damn good for me.”
The pull on my hair intensifies, and then his arm slides under me, pulling me upright. My back presses against his chest, my head lolling onto his shoulder.
His breath is hot against my ear. “Wake up.”
The word is a command and a release. I moan as awareness crashes back into my body, my hands flying to his arm around my chest, clutching his forearm desperately. But still, he doesn’t stop thrusting into me.
“Color?”
“G-green.”
“Good girl, precious,” he growls out, the words vibrating through my body. “You’re going to come for me one last time.”
A low groan is followed by a muffled “Fuck” from Sylus like he just lost the ability to think like I did.
I’m molten, weightless, suspended between pleasure and exhaustion. Each thrust sends delicious sensations through me, but the thought of another climax seems impossible.
My head lolls back against his shoulder, and I pant. “I… I don’t think I can.”
Koen’s teeth nip my earlobe, sharp enough to make my breath hitch. His fingers graze my forehead. “Sleep.”
The world falls away, and I’m adrift again. Floating, held together by the force that is Koen Lane driving into me.
A shaky breath escapes Nicholas, followed by the softest, most desperate whimper, like he’s barely holding himself together.
My body stays upright, pinned by Koen’s relentless grip, my muscles slack, my mind a kaleidoscope of sensation.
“Sy,” Koen grits out. “She thinks she can’t come again. Want to help me prove our girl wrong?”
A dark chuckle rumbles from Sylus, and the bed dips as he joins us on it. I hate that I can’t open my eyes and see what he’s doing, what he…
His tongue is hot and wet, gliding over my clit.
A silent scream shatters through my mind.
The combination of Koen’s deep thrusts and Sylus’s expert tongue sends fireworks exploding behind my closed eyes.
I want to thrash, to beg, to moan, but my body stays still.
I’m a prisoner to this delicious torment.
Koen’s hips snap against me, his rhythm faltering as he fights for control while Sylus laps at me, unhurried and thorough, apparently not giving a flying fuck that traces of Nicholas’s, his, and Ace’s cum are leaking out of me, which only makes this ten times hotter.
His tongue flicks lower, and I feel a jolt of sensation where Koen’s cock is buried inside me.
“Jesus… focus, man,” Koen grunts out.
Did he just… lick the base of Koen’s dick?
“Sorry,” Sylus murmurs, though the smirk in his voice says he’s anything but.
A laugh bubbles up somewhere deep inside me, but it dissolves into a wave of pleasure as Sylus’s mouth returns to my clit and sucks it between his lips, pushing me closer to the edge. My nerves are frayed, my body a live wire, and yet the orgasm builds again.
I’m screaming in my head, my mind fracturing into white-hot ecstasy. My insides clamp down, pulsing around Koen, and he groans. “Wake up.”
The command shatters the trance, and I come crashing back to reality. My eyes fly open as the orgasm rips through me. My body shudders violently, and my hand reaches out to fly into Sylus’s hair, pulling his face away from my overstimulated pussy. He chuckles, standing from the bed.
Koen’s thrusts stutter, his fingers digging into my hips as he drives deep one final time, spilling inside me with a ragged curse.
I collapse forward, boneless and trembling. Koen follows, his weight careful as he peppers kisses along the sweaty curve of my neck, then my shoulder blades. He pulls out of me, and I can’t stop the shiver as warmth trickles down my thighs.
The combined cum of my men.
Fuck.
Koen kisses my shoulder once more before his weight leaves me completely.
“Come on, Trouble.” The sound of running water echoes in the room, and when I lift my heavy eyelids, Ace is there, smiling softly as his arms slip under me. He lifts me effortlessly into a bridal carry, and my head comes to rest against his chest. “Let’s get you cleaned up.”
We pass Nicholas in the doorway, who wordlessly reaches out to brush my foot, his touch a reassurance. The bathroom glows with soft light, steam curling in the air as exhaustion pulls at me, but there is also insecurity. Maybe this was a one-sided, otherworldly experience for me.
Maybe they didn’t feel the same?
“You were so good for us, precious,” Koen praises from somewhere beside me, having read my thoughts again.
Fucking mentalist.
“You did amazing, Trouble,” Ace reassures me, too, as we step into the bathroom, only the two of us inside. “I was worried this would be too much, but… damn. You’re everything. This, us, it feels like we’ve fallen into place, right where we were always meant to be.”
“We found it, Ace,” I agree in a whisper.
His lips press against my forehead, a gentle benediction. “Sleep, Trouble.”
And this time, it’s not a command to fall into a trance but a blessing.
I let the world fade away, safe in the knowledge that whatever happens tomorrow, we’ve found a home for us.