10. Double Trouble
Double Trouble
Rez
Delicious smells and someone moving my arm rouse me from some good sleep. Cracking an eye open, I find JP at the stove and Zeke crawling out of our makeshift pile on the living room floor.
Oh, so he’s the one I ended up cuddled up with.
“Morning, kitten,” Knox whispers into the nape of my neck as he presses his sizable morning wood into my backside.
Chills automatically run down my body as I become aroused at the prospect of working up a full appetite before breakfast. Looking over my shoulder, I spy the short hallway to my bedroom and bite my lower lip as I meet Knox’s green eyes.
They sparkle back with promises of wicked things as desire floods our shared link.
Yum. Okay, I’m down.
Before we can move, a shadow falls upon me, and a tattooed hand stretches out before me.
“Want some help?” Electric blue eyes shine down at me while a sly smile slowly appears on Ryker’s face. “Food isn’t the only thing I’m hungry for.” He plays with his lip rings as he runs his eyes down my body.
I’m still wearing my oversized shirt and leggings, but he’s eyeing me as if I’m wearing a string bikini. For once, I’m stunned speechless.
“Come on, let’s see if we can jump-start you speaking in tongues,” Knox growls, as Ryker swoops me up and over his shoulder.
As we head to my bedroom, I spy Chester and Moni having the same idea as they head down their hall, and I swoon a little as I catch the rest of the guys cuddling while catching more Z’s before my door closes.
Ryker sets me down in the middle of my room, and my arms are immediately pinned against Knox’s side, my ass against his rapidly growing cock. Things are definitely looking up.
“You are wearing too many articles of clothing, Goddess.” Ryker’s lust and hypnotic voice flow over me like a lover's caress, pebbling my nipples as he drops to his knees.
He slowly rolls my leggings down my sepia skin as he licks and kisses places that have no business being erogenous zones, as Knox kisses and nips along my neck, making every woman’s wet dream come true.
Knox’s hands travel up my naked thighs until he meets the hem of my shirt, where his fingers lightly draw circles along my hip bone, causing chills to run throughout my body in anticipation, while Ryker pulls my leggings off of me one foot at a time.
I swear these men are killing me. Where are my rough and demanding Alphas like that time in the cave?
“Killing you, Kitten?” Knox purrs before he slips an earlobe between his teeth and nibbles.
I lay my head against his chest as he pushes my shirt up along my ribs, exposing the cooler air along the way. It’s a mixture of heat as his fingers trail up my body and the cool air chases his path as his hands slip higher until he finds and gently squeezes my breast, making me moan.
Riiiiiiip
The sound of shredding fabric pulls me out of my trance, and I look down to see a wolf-like smile on Ryker with the remains of what used to be my underwear in his hands.
“Oops.”
Oh my God, this crazy man did not just tear my panties off like a starved, insatiable Alpha.
“You should know better than to walk around with underwear on.” He discards the scraps of clothing before grabbing a leg and placing it over his shoulder, positioning himself in front of my dripping pussy.
“Especially,” he leans in and takes a deep inhale before he continues, “when you smell this good,” and proceeds to grab my ass and run his tongue along my slit, collecting what wetness I have just from their teasing, causing me to almost buckle in his hands.
“Mmm, and definitely this delicious. Don’t tell JP, but you’re better than anything he could ever cook up. ”
As if Knox and Ryker have preplanned all of this, they move as a unit, sleek, precise, and all about getting the job done.
Thank the fates, the job is me getting orgasms, and all my men are professionals in the business.
How Knox and Ryker move though, I almost wonder if they have a secret connection between them.
Knox rips off the rest of my shirt, leaving me topless, and lifts me so both of my legs wrap around Ryker’s head.
Ryker wastes no time grabbing my ass and burying his tongue deep into my pussy, sucking, licking, and tongue-fucking my cunt.
My eyes almost roll back as my legs start shaking, and an orgasm rushes to the surface.
“Lean back, Kitten. I got you.” A roughness seeps through Knox’s voice as he directs me, and it only turns me on more. “Ride his face.”
Yes, Alpha.
I do as he commands and lean into Knox’s body, trusting him completely, and let loose.
I grab Ryker’s hair and yank hard, causing him to groan and grab my ass harder as he vibrates his tongue against my clit.
I roll and buck my hips in such a chaotic mess, and I don’t even realize what Knox is doing until I feel the sharp sting of him pinching one of my nipples that sends me over the edge with a moan.
Knox quickly moves to capture my moan with his kiss, and I melt against him and Ryker, who is still attached to my pussy as he tries to lick me clean.
Giggling, I pull away from Knox and try to pull myself free from Ryker, but the damn octopus won’t let go of me.
“Ryker, that’s sensitive,” I tell him, trying to catch my breath, but before I can actually do anything, my feet are in the air, and I’m thrown onto my bed.
Pushing my wild curls out of my face, my jaw drops slightly as I take in the scene before me. Dear Fates One, Two, and Three. I don’t remember what Knox and Ryker wore to bed, but I sure as fuck know what they are wearing now: just their birthday suits and the Demstone jewelry I made for them.
Knox is looking delicious, standing at his full height with his black spiky hair disheveled, his heated green eyes devouring me, and his sword nipple studs catching the morning light.
I don’t know when he lost his sleep pants, but I’m glad for the view of his cock standing at attention.
Ryker, on the other hand, looks more like a predator stalking its prey, all sleek lines down his body as he crawls to the bed, covered in his ink.
His eyes warn that there’s no escape, while his cruel smirk only dares me to try.
Something tells me to go for it, but I have a feeling they won’t be nipping at my heels if I do.
“Touch yourself, Kitten,” Knox demands as a bolt of lust hits me. Ryker chuckles as he stands up and slides his hand along his pierced dick.
I don’t waste time disobeying like my inner brat wants to.
I want some damn dick, and the double thick dicking in front of me is calling my fucking name.
Widening my legs, I lean back on my pillows and run my hand between my folds, showing my men how wet and needy I am for them.
Closing my eyes for a moment, I get lost in the feeling of my fingers flying over my clit and the pressure I like as my hips swivel with the movements, and I catch myself moaning.
I hear echoing moans, causing my eyes to crack open to find Knox joining Ryker in slowly stroking their cocks, and my heart speeds up at the visuals.
Knox is spreading an ample amount of precum along his shaft with a shaking arm as his hooded gaze takes in my naked form.
A shiver of desire rolls over me, wanting me to bear down on…
well, more than what I currently have between my legs.
I like what’s before me, and it’s a shame it’s not inside of me. Let’s correct that.
My Alpha is barely holding on.
“Need something, Alpha,” I purr. Facing away from them on the far edge of the bed, I get up on all fours and lean down so my ass is in the air. “Anything. I. Could. Do?” I tease, shaking my ass in the air and giving him a wink.
It’s enough to send him over. Gone is my sweet Alpha. Knox growls and springs onto the bed, grabbing my waist with a grip that will leave me with bruises.
“You asked for it,” Ryker mocks, bringing my attention to him standing in front of me as he reaches for my jaw. “But since you asked nicely…” He smugly smiles down at me.
“I do believe I said ‘Alpha’,” I reiterate, giving him a coy look.
“Last I looked, I was one,” he tells me and slams his mouth against mine right as Knox forcefully enters me.
FUCK!
I see an explosion as they both claim me in ways I didn’t know I desperately needed.
Knox doesn’t wait for me to accept his size, which makes his cock seem that much rougher.
But we all know I like a little pain with my pleasure, so bring on the burn, baby.
Ryker claims my mouth and playfully swipes at my tongue ring before he pulls back and leaves me breathless for a moment.
“Still question if I’m an Alpha?” he asks, and all I can do is give him a goofy ass look.
Yeah, I’m the whipped one here, I’ll admit it.
Taking my look for his answer, he gives me his signature smirk.
“Now be a good girl and worship your Alpha in the first tongue you speak,” he says as he guides his cock to my parted lips.
Yes please. I practically drool as I open wide and allow the underside of Ryker’s cock to run across my tongue and take him as far as I can before I slowly pull him out with a loud pop. I lick around his head and Prince Albert, and down his shaft, playing with his Demstone arrow piercings.
“Goddess,” Ryker pleads, and I grin up at him, enjoying him begging for more.
Smack.
“Oww.” I glare over my shoulder to find Knox’s feral smile and his hand on my burning ass cheek.
“Keep playing, and I’ll really make it burn,” he tells me as I feel him pull himself out of me. My jaw drops in devastation, and all Knox does is raise an eyebrow as he rubs himself along my pussy, causing me to arch my back against him.