Chapter 4
Chapter
Four
MERRI
Malice’s whispered words were the catalyst that set us all in motion.
Chaos got to his feet without a word and began clearing a space in the living area.
The chair where Mal had been sitting slid across the room, a few pillows were tossed onto the plush rug, and before I knew it, the lights were dimmed and Chaos was stripping down.
“So, I guess we’re doing this here,” Sin said.
“The beds aren’t big enough for all of us,” Chaos answered, his eyes finding mine as his fingers moved to the waistband of his pants.
My mouth went dry, and I wasn’t paying attention to what the others were doing until Sin grabbed me by the belt and started to take it off.
“On the floor, pretty girl. Grim has a pillow ready for you and everything.”
Nodding, I moved toward Grim, who stood over said pillow with desire written all over his face. “Head or hips?” I asked, glancing down at the firm velvet square.
“Head for now,” he said, leaning close and brushing his lips over my ear. “Hips later.”
Arousal flooded me, and I pressed my thighs together to try to ease the sudden ache in my core. It had only been a couple of hours since I’d had Grim inside me, but the way my body was reacting right now, you’d have thought I’d spent the past two years as a nun.
The belt in Sin’s hand made a soft clinking sound as I gracefully sank to my knees and got in position.
“Arms up,” Sin purred.
I did as I was told, eyes on Sin’s the whole time. He smirked before positioning his feet on either side of my hips and binding my wrists together with the belt. Then he dropped to his knees, straddling me as he slowly pushed my arms back over my head.
“Hold her for me, would ya, Grim?” he asked. “She’s got too many clothes on, and I need to help her out.”
“Way ahead of you,” Malice said, his palms softly scraping my thighs as he slid his hands up my legs.
I spread them open to give him more room as he leaned down and replaced his hands with his mouth, kissing and licking his way to the bottom of the shirt dress I was wearing.
“No knickers? Hellcat, do you mean to tell me you were in a meeting full of people with nothing but that shirt covering your pretty pink cunt?”
Malice’s words vibrated along my inner thigh as he pushed the shirt up over my hips. I wished I could see him. His eyes on mine as he feasted on my pussy would be a thing of beauty.
I hadn’t realized I’d let my mental barriers fall away until Malice chuckled. “Move, Sinclair. Our girl wants to watch.”
Sin glanced over his shoulder. “How can you tell?”
I could hear the smirk in Malice’s reply. “I pay attention.”
“Is he right, kitten? Do you want to watch him go down on you?” Sin undid the top button on my shirt, then the second, before slipping his hand inside and cupping my breast.
It was harder than it should have been to answer his question, but between what he was doing, Grim’s fingers dancing up my arms and playing with my hair, the feel of Malice licking across my center, and a naked Chaos looming over my body watching everything with raw hunger on his handsome face, my mind was an absolute mess.
“Y-yes,” I finally panted. “But don’t go far.”
Sin let out a sexy laugh as he moved off me. “Oh, I’m not going anywhere. I’ll be right here the whole time.”
“So will I,” Chaos said, moving to my other side and making quick work of the remaining buttons hiding me from them.
Where Sin had used his fingers, Chaos used his mouth. The heat of his lips and tongue teased me as he worked his way down my torso.
I sucked in a breath, my mind scrambling to process the sensation of two mouths on me at the same time. We’d only just started, but I was half-convinced the apocalypse had succeeded and I’d landed in my own personal heaven. Because this couldn’t possibly be real life.
“Oh, fuck,” I whimpered as a rush of sensation flooded me.
Malice’s mouth on my clit was overwhelming enough, but add to it Sin’s lips wrapping around one nipple while Chaos ran his large palms over my belly and up to my other breast, and I was lost. Then Grim tugged my arms back harder before his other hand ghosted across my throat.
He leaned down and said, “Be a good girl for us, wildflower. Let us take care of you.”
I whimpered. “I don’t want to come yet. You’ll all finish when I do, and this will be over.”
Sin laughed. “Haven’t we proven to you by now that’s never the case?”
“You’re looking at it wrong, Sinclair. I think I just heard her say she wants us to edge her,” Malice drawled, the vibrations of his voice over my pussy doing wicked things to my insides.
“That’s what I heard,” Chaos agreed, his fingers rough as he tweaked my nipple.
“It’s not what I said.”
“Oh, baby girl, it is. You said it without words.” Sin kissed his way up to my lips as Grim released my throat and threaded his fingers in my hair.
“We will make you come, but not until you’re begging for it.” Grim’s voice was a velvety promise as his lips feathered over my forehead.
Their teasing only ratcheted up from there.
Malice’s eyes found mine as he devoured me, while Sin and Chaos took turns worshipping my breasts.
Grim continued threading his fingers through my hair, his fingers alternating between lightly scraping over my scalp and massaging the muscles in my neck. I’d never felt so adored in my life.
The edges of an orgasm began to close in, but I wasn’t there yet. I needed more. I needed someone inside me.
“Malice,” I moaned. “More, I need more.”
Instead of giving me what I wanted, he stopped completely and lifted his face. “More what, love? More of my tongue? Or would you like my fingers?”
“Fingers,” I panted, lifting my hips in search of friction.
He stopped me with a large palm splayed across my lower belly. “You’ll take what I give you, hellcat.”
A mewl of frustration left me, much to the horsemen’s amusement.
“This is what you asked for, remember?” Sin teased.
“This is the opposite of what I asked for,” I pouted, only for my breath to escape me in a sob as Chaos scraped his teeth over my tender nipple.
“So sensitive,” he whispered, repeating the move.
This time I shouted and bucked because Malice sucked my clit and slid two fingers inside me while Chaos bit down just hard enough to send delicious pain through me.
I was so overstimulated that despite my preference to make this last, I wasn’t sure I could fend off my approaching climax. That train was coming whether I wanted it to or not.
“I need more,” I panted, my eyes finding Sin’s. “Please. Let me taste you.”
Some of the cocksure bravado left his face, and his throat bobbed before his signature smirk returned. “I mean, since you asked so nicely.”
Sin stood, the sound of his zipper sending anticipation through me. I wanted his cock in my mouth so badly I could already taste him on my tongue.
“Switch places with me, Grim,” he said.
Grim’s fingers slipped to the belt around my wrists. In a couple of deft moves, he undid my bindings and moved away from me. “Here,” he murmured, dropping the belt and snagging a second pillow. “She’s going to need this.”
There was something about him looking out for my comfort that sent tingles all through me. Sin adjusted my position so the pillows supported my shoulders and my head was tilted back, throat exposed, eyes only able to look up his long, lean body.
“Hi,” he murmured, reaching down and stroking my cheek before he grabbed his straining length. “Open for me, baby.”
Eager to obey, I did just that. Malice proved once again just how much attention he was paying, because the second Sin slid inside my mouth, Malice’s fingers curled inside me.
The dual sensation had my eyes rolling back in my head.
I let out a garbled moan, which caused Sin to suck in a tight breath.
“She’s close,” Chaos said, voice thick with desire. “I can feel it.”
“Me too,” Grim agreed.
They were right, damn them. I didn’t want them to know because if they were edging me, they’d stop. Malice slowed his attention to my clit, tracing around it with the tip of his tongue rather than the tight circles he’d been using. That build of pleasure receded, and I groaned in frustration.
Mal chuckled against my oversensitive skin, entirely too pleased with himself.
There wasn’t anything I could do to retaliate against him, but the others were all in play.
Hands now free, I was able to snake them down to both Grim’s and Chaos’s laps.
My touch was teasing at first, just a few glides of my fingertips along their thighs, but then I reached for their jutting lengths, my hand tightening as it curled around them until I heard twin grunts of pleasure.
Sin rocked his hips forward, fucking my mouth, and it was all I could do to relax my throat for his invasion. From this angle, deep throating him was easier than I expected, and the way he was shuddering and breathing told me everything I needed to know.
Increasing my suction, since it was really the only thing I could control, I did my best to spur him on.
“Fuck,” he gritted out, fingers tangling in my hair as I swallowed purposefully around him. “I’m gonna come.”
From the way they twitched and stiffened further in my hold, Grim and Chaos weren’t far behind. A surprisingly competitive part of me wanted to see if I could get all three of them off at the same time. Or, at the very least, see if I could get them off before Malice got me off.
Precum coated both of my hands as Chaos and Grim reacted to my touch.
Sin gripped my hair and bucked into my throat as he came with a guttural moan.
I couldn’t even taste it, didn’t have to swallow him down, he was already so deep.
The succubus part of me kicked into overdrive at the proof of my mate’s pleasure, and I think my power flared out of me without my conscious bidding because Chaos and Grim both came with startled cries, their seed warm and sticky in my hands and on my skin.