Chapter Twenty-Eight
He turned the cornerinto a small alcove and black surrounded us, only a thin trickle of light slashed across his face from one of the torches in the hall as he slammed me against the rocky wall. I smiled against his mouth as he kissed me hard, grinding me into the stone behind me.
He pulled back a little. “Watching you in that dress all night was driving me crazy.” He spun me around so my front pressed into the wall. “I wanted to do this.”
He kissed and licked a trail down my bare back, making me shiver and my nipples tighten in response. He followed the opening all the way to the upper curve of my ass, nipping the flesh before he slid his hands beneath the sides of the dress to reach around my front and cupped my breasts. I gasped and pushed back into him, thrusting my behind into him, his length hard and stiff against me.
“Did you think we wouldn’t notice you stealing her away?” Aster’s voice whipped my head around and my jaw dropped in surprise at the sight of Aster, Whist, and Saber standing in the hall outside the alcove.
“I figured you three would follow us eventually.”
Whist disappeared from sight and the light from the hall went out, casting us all into complete dark. Four warm bodies surrounded me and I was turned around to face them. My other senses stretched out with my vision black and I heard their heavy breaths and shuffling footsteps and quiet whispers as they plotted what they wanted to do to me.
Four sets of hands brushed against me, stroking my hips, neck, backside, breasts. I arched against them, wanting more, already panting and wet for them. I had no idea which hands were which and at the moment, I couldn’t have cared less. I was in my favorite place in the world, at the center of my guys.
One of them slid his hand into the slit of the skirt of my dress folding it open and baring my legs. Someone lifted me and wrapped my legs around his waist as he pressed me into the wall. Another set of hands stretched my arms above my head, trapping my wrists against the rocky surface. Their scents had merged, so I had no idea who held me up by the top of my thighs and plunged their cock inside me.
Harsh fingers plucked at my nipples through the fabric of the dress, pinching and twisting them, the sensation shooting through me straight to my pussy. The one fucking me pounded into me furiously, his breath gasping in my ear. A moan escaped me, ringing around the tiny alcove.
A hand covered my mouth, muffling my cries as the inferno inside me raged and bubbled and exploded. I bit the palm of whoever had their hand over my lips and their hand slid lower to wrap around my throat, a mouth replacing the hand, their tongue sweeping into my gasping mouth to dance with mine.
The grip on my throat tightened, and I shuddered, coming again, the orgasm thundering through me so hard my ears popped and rang, floating with euphoria.
When I came back to myself, I’d been repositioned—my hands flat against the wall, someone still holding them captive, my body bent over with my ass in the air, the dress parted from the slit and hanging on my side.
Warm breath tickled the inside of my thighs, the only warning I had before a mouth descended onto my center. Still sensitive from my prior climaxes, I jerked and squealed, wanting him to stop and wanting him to keep going.
Strong fingers dug into the flesh of my hips, keeping me still. Something slick and warm trickled over my bottom. Oil. Guess they’d unearthed some from somewhere. I was willing to bet Sky was the one who found it.
A hand spread it between my cheeks before pushing into me, coating me with the lubricant, readying me for something larger. I wiggled my hips, silently begging for more, always more. A palm cracked against my left cheek, then my right, the sound reverberating in my ears. I moaned and wiggled again, hoping he’d do it again. I was sure it was either Whist or Aster since they enjoyed the rough play. It might have been Sky, but so far he’d been dominant, but the harsher side of him had only come out once. Usually, he preferred to give orders rather than pain. But there’d been an edge of desperation to him since we were reunited, so I couldn’t count him out as the one resuming the spanking I craved.
Once my ass burned and ached, a hard cock pushed inside, slowly at first, then it slammed in to the hilt. I smothered a scream as I was stretched and opened wide and the mysterious mouth returned to my core, licking and sucking at my clit, fingers sinking deep into me to press against the soft spot inside. A hot mouth began spreading kisses across my back and two hands returned beneath my dress and around my front to play with my breasts.
They encircled and teased me, everywhere all at once. A cock nudged my lips, and I opened to take it into my mouth. Cocks and fingers filled me, keeping me riding the edge of pain and pleasure, lust a heady sensation making me dizzy and breathless.
The dick in my mouth swelled and stiffened before spilling down my throat and sliding from between my lips, triggering my own release with a suddenness that shocked me. I cried out as the waves of pleasure coursed through me, trying to drown me in desire.
They didn’t let up, demanding more from me.
The mouth below me disappeared, and the two switched places, a new cock in my mouth, a new mouth on my pussy, this one rougher with harsh sucks and nips. I whimpered around the length in my mouth, trying to move with them all, but another strike on the flesh of my ass stilled me.
There was a new edge to our play tonight. Something public and dark and walking along the ledge of taboo. And I loved it. I loved my one on one time with each other them, but there was something powerful when we were all together like this.
It was my first time with all four and it wasn’t even over and I already wanted more.
One of the hands on my hips released me and slid to my pussy, joining the fingers already pumping in and out of me. Two hands spread me open, twisting inside of me. The only thing muffling my scream was the cock almost strangling me.
I came completely apart, shuddering and bucking as fire raged through my veins, every nerve lit up and burning. Heaviness weighed down my limbs and the only thing keeping me from collapsing on the stone floor were the grips of my kindreds.
They unearthed a cloth from somewhere and cleaned me up, adjusted my clothes, and let me lean on them. I had no idea if they all reached completion or not, I hoped they did, but they didn’t seem to care if they hadn’t. They were focused on caring for me.
Fate truly had blessed me.