Chapter 4 #2
I had the sudden mental image of making them watch as I licked my fingers clean, and my inner walls fluttered around Malice’s fingers, my body eager for me to do exactly that.
Sin pulled out of my throat and sat back on his heels as he composed himself.
I didn’t have the chance to interact with him, though, because Grim tugged me down the pillow and claimed my mouth with his.
“So pretty painted in our cum,” Chaos said, trailing one finger through the mess he’d left on my chest.
“She’s fucking perfect,” Sin grunted, voice still hoarse from his release.
“Made for us,” Grim whispered against my lips as he pulled back.
Malice was still hard at work between my legs, so his voice sounded in my mind. “You taste like my favorite meal. I think I might need to start eating you every day.”
I had an entire reaction to the silky promise, and he chuckled, leaning back just far enough I could see my arousal glistening on his lips and chin.
“Come here,” I ordered, crooking my finger at him. I wanted to taste myself on his lips. I didn’t care about chasing my orgasm anymore. I would get there eventually. There wasn’t a world where the four of them would leave me wanting.
He crawled up my body, the others moving to give him space as I tugged him down and hungrily claimed his mouth. The salty and sweet taste on his lips was enticing, but that was my succubus nature. I was made to crave. And to make others crave.
I might be a predator, but at least my prey would die with a smile.
It was a dark thought, but one I didn’t mind nearly as much as I might have six months ago. My horsemen taught me to embrace all facets of myself, especially the dark ones.
Malice backed away, breaking our kiss with a grunt of protest. Opening my eyes, I quickly registered the situation. Chaos had pushed him back, determination on his face.
“You’ve had more than your share of time with her. It’s my turn now.”
A needy whine escaped me, part of me not ready to let my usually reserved mate go.
But then Chaos grabbed me and lifted me until we were face-to-face.
He slid home in one smooth thrust as I wrapped my legs around his waist. The moment he was seated as deep inside me as he could get, my mind went blank.
“Fuck, Merri. You always feel so fucking perfect. Made for me.”
“Made for us. All of us,” Grim said, his breath skating across my shoulder as he came up behind me. His palm slid over my back before he leaned close, lips at my ear. “Tilt your hips back for me, wildflower.”
The warmth of his hands on my hips was the only encouragement I needed to obey. I couldn’t get enough of these men. With Chaos buried inside me, it took Grim several slow, tantalizing attempts to work his length into my ass.
Grim bit down on my shoulder, his voice a velvety rasp as he whispered, “Let me in.”
Thank God Chaos was fully supporting me, because the combined sensation of them filling me had rendered me boneless.
Grim pushed deep, his cock filling me fuller than I thought possible as Chaos remained completely still, barely breathing while we waited.
I was a heartbeat away from coming, and Chaos’s soft grunt only added to the intensity surrounding us.
“Look at our girl,” Sin said, his voice hushed. “She’s trembling.”
“She’s fighting her orgasm so hard. She doesn’t want this to end yet,” Malice said.
“Greedy girl. She won’t have enough until she’s drained us dry,” Sin said, my eyes finding his over Chaos’s shoulder.
He was smirking, but his eyes blazed with hunger.
I wasn’t the only greedy sex demon in the room.
He’d just come and was clearly ready to go again, his dick swollen and glistening at the tip.
But then Chaos and Grim moved, each in opposite directions, creating the most delicious friction inside me. I couldn’t concentrate on anything other than the two of them.
“I . . . oh, fuck. I’m going to . . .”
“Come all over me, Red. Milk my cock for every drop I have.”
I couldn’t have stopped it if I’d tried.
My climax crested, bliss washing over every nerve ending and spilling over onto all of my men.
Chaos crushed his mouth to mine and swallowed my scream of pleasure as Grim stiffened behind me, fingers digging into my hips while he pulsed inside me.
My warrior’s cock jerked over and over, punctuated by soft groans against my lips.
“You took us both so beautifully, wildflower. You are so good to us. The perfect little mate,” Grim murmured, lips feathering across my shoulder as he slid out of me.
The loss of him made me frown, but Malice snagged my attention with his demand.
“Bring her here, Chaos.”
Never in my wildest dreams—okay, maybe my wildest—would I have imagined these four sharing me so naturally. Each of them, with the possible exception of Sin, was incredibly possessive. But in this moment, they were all passing me around like they’d done so a thousand times before.
Chaos strode across the floor, his still mostly hard cock inside me, and kissed me soundly before lifting me off him and placing me on my wobbly legs in front of Malice. He was seated on the sofa, his sculpted body bare, fist closed around the base of a very beautiful erection.
“Come here, hellcat.”
Seconds ago I was doubting my ability to stand, but his husky order had me planting my knees on either side of his thighs and sliding down him before either of us could blink.
Being with him—with all of them—like this felt like coming home.
“So slick and warm. They got you ready for me, didn’t they?” Malice crooned.
“Yes,” I whimpered, rocking my hips back and forth. With every roll forward, my overly sensitive clit brushed him, and I clenched around his thickness.
“Fuck, yes, just like that.”
“God, I could come just watching her,” Sin groaned.
I loved that idea. Listening to my men find their peaks, watching them come apart because of me, it all spoke to my baser instincts. “Stroke yourself for me, Sin. You can come as many times as you want.”
“But I want to save my cum for you. It belongs inside you. It’s yours. Always.”
His words, combined with Malice’s cock rubbing against the perfect spot inside me, had a second climax swiftly building.
“Malice,” I whined.
“I’m right behind you, hellcat. Fuck, you feel incredible.”
“What a perfect picture you make, Red. Riding Malice like your life depends on it.” Chaos’s words were breathy, like he was on the edge of release himself, and when I looked back at him over my shoulder, I found him standing feet away, palm shuttling over his swollen length as he stared me down.
“Eyes on the man you’re claiming,” Grim snapped, the stern tone sending tingles through me. His shadow reached out and guided my face back toward Malice’s.
His cheeks were flushed, eyes hooded as his thrusts lost some of their rhythm. He was close, and there was nothing I needed more than him spilling himself inside me.
“Come for me, Malice.”
“You first.”
He reached down between us, fingers pressing and rolling over my clit. Taking his face in my hands, I leaned down and kissed him.
An orgasm, just as powerful as the first one, hit me hard and fast. I broke our kiss and tossed my head back, riding the high with abandon.
Malice’s lips covered one nipple, his teeth biting down just hard enough that even more pleasure rushed through me.
Then he stilled and came with a long, guttural moan.
I heard the others join us and vaguely wondered how they had anything left to give.
As I was coming back to my senses, I felt Sin’s presence behind me. His lips were gentle against my shoulder as his hands came around to cup my breasts.
“Do you have one more in you, kitten? One left for me?”
I leaned back into his chest and nodded, allowing him to pull me off Malice and position me on the floor where we’d started.
From this vantage, I could see the other three loosely surrounding me.
Malice was still reclining on the sofa, his expression satisfied but still filled with interest. It was much the same for the other two.
They might not be the ones with a vested interest in getting me off, but they were no less engaged in the process.
“I’m not going slow this time, Merri. It’s going to be hard and fast. I’m going to wreck you.”
“Yes,” I breathed, eager for the experience of Sin in all his unhinged glory.
Sin wasted no time sinking inside me and setting a furious pace.
This wasn’t going to be a long, drawn-out affair, and frankly, I didn’t need it to be.
There was something about the rough, almost frantic thrusting of his hips that was the perfect counterpoint to the way this had started.
A nice little cherry on top of my sex sundae.
Sin wove his fingers through my hair, tugging my head back until my neck was arched and his lips were at my ear. “Give it to me, Merri. I want to hear you scream my name. I want every person in this realm to know who fucking owns you.”
I didn’t say anything. I couldn’t, not with the way his cock was pounding my cervix. It was equal parts pleasurable and painful.
“Say it, Merri. Tell them who owns this pussy.”
“Fuck,” I whimpered.
“No. Wrong answer.” He drove home again and I cried out. “Try again. Who.” Thrust. “Owns.” Thrust. “This.” Thrust. “Cunt?”
“Y-you,” I stuttered, my breaths little more than ragged gasps.
“Say my name,” he growled, eyes blazing as they found mine.
“Sin!” I screamed, my orgasm blinding me as it hit out of nowhere.
I think I blacked out for a moment, because when my vision returned, Sin was smirking down at me, his body relaxed and sated.
“That’s my good fucking girl.”
I would have responded, but he was right—he had wrecked me. All of them had. I was boneless and so blissed out I couldn’t keep my eyes open. As my eyes lost the battle to stay open, a voice softly whispered my name.
But it wasn’t any of the men in the room with me.
It was the newest of my mates. The one I’d had to leave behind.
Lucifer called to me, and there was no way I could ignore him.
“Merri.”