42. Bishop
CHAPTER FORTY-TWO
BISHOP
T he command in Crew’s voice probably isn’t needed given how close Camilla was to her release, but the tremble that runs through her body tells me she appreciated it nonetheless.
He holds the vibrator in place as his relentless fingers work her clit, and then she’s coming.
Her entire body shakes as her release rolls through her, and right as she tips over the edge, Crew pulls the vibrator free and doubles his efforts on her clit, causing her juices to gush from her pussy.
The sight is so fucking erotic, I can barely breathe as I watch the way she shakes beneath the pressure of her release, soaking the brand-new sheets beneath her.
Fuck, if I have it my way, we’ll never wash them. I want to remember this moment for the rest of my fucking life.
Camilla’s cries fill the room as I stroke my cock, desperate for my own release despite how restrained I’ve been. Honestly, watching her suck Kovu off is enough to get me close to my own release, but then add the way her ass stretched around the toy and how Kaos worked her pretty cunt, I’m fucking desperate to get inside her.
“Good girl,” Crew praises. “Fuck yes, Camilla. Look at how you’ve soaked the comforter.”
A tremble racks through her body while her moans begin to subside as she comes out of the thick of her release.
“That was the hottest fucking thing I’ve ever seen,” I rumble.
“Right?” Kaos agrees. “I didn’t think our girl could get any more perfect, and then there she was squirting all over Crew’s office.”
Camilla’s body sags as the last shocks of her orgasm move through her body, and Crew gently removes his fingers from her clit, leaving her empty aside from the plug still in her ass.
“Are you ready for us to fill you up, Little menace?”
Camilla tilts her head slightly as her eyes droop closed. She may be tired, but we’re a long way from being done with her yet. She gives a slight nod before a yawn escapes her.
“Bishop, lean against the headboard,” Crew instructs, and I don’t waste any time, quickly crawling across the mattress. I throw the pillows off the side of the bed and get myself situated against the headboard with my legs on either side of Camilla’s exhausted body.
Crew moves to kneel beside her and brushes his fingers across her cheek. Her eyes open, and she looks up at him with such affection my heart squeezes at the sight. I never thought the four of us would know what love meant, and yet every time she looks at us, I see it shining back at me.
“You doing okay?” he asks.
She nods.
“Can you take more?”
A small smile tips up her lips. “I can take whatever you throw at me.”
He chuckles and shakes his head. “So perfect for us.” He brushes her hair from her face and cups her cheek. “I’m going to give you an option here, Camilla, because you’ve been so good for us.”
Her breath catches in her throat, but she gives him another nod.
“Do you want one of us in each of your holes? Or would you like us to stretch that pretty pussy?”
I groan at the thought and give my cock a few hard pumps. Jesus, if we keep this up, I’m going to blow my load before I can even get inside her.
“I want one in each hole this time,” she whispers, her cheeks turning the most delectable shade of pink.
He nods with a smirk. “Good girl.” He presses a gentle kiss to her lips before pushing himself up and nodding to Kaos. “You take her ass. Kovu fuck her throat.”
“Come here, love.” I reach for her and carefully help her crawl further up the mattress until she straddles my thighs and her soaking wet pussy brushes over my aching cock, and we both let out a mutual groan. “Why don’t you put me inside you?”
Without hesitation, Camilla reaches between us and positions me at her entrance before slowly sliding down on me. We both moan as she stretches to accommodate me, but I hold her steady once I’m seated deep inside her with the plug rubbing against me through her thin wall.
“Hold still so Kaos can get you ready for him,” I murmur. How the hell he’s going to fit is a mystery to me. She’s already so fucking tight with just the plug inside her.
Her body jolts when Kaos presses the plug deeper before he pulls it free altogether, dragging a gasp from her throat.
I press a palm against her cheek and coax her face to mine, pressing my lips to hers in a slow kiss that isn’t nearly as filthy as this moment is. I pour everything into the kiss, saying everything I wish I could express with words, and she gives it right back as her hips shift back and forth, rubbing her clit against my pubic bone.
Somewhere in the room I hear the bottle of lube pop open and then someone pours it over her asshole, causing it to drip down to where we’re joined.
Kaos crawls across the mattress until he’s positioned behind her, his huge body making her look impossibly small between us.
“You ready, Princess?” he asks as he grasps her hips and repositions her on top of me, giving him the angle he needs.
“Yes,” she murmurs.
“I’ll go slow.”
“Don’t.”
A rough chuckle tumbles from my lips, and I meet Kaos’s eyes over her shoulder. I give him a small nod, confirming she’s okay, and then he notches himself at her ass, and Camilla drags in an unsteady breath.
“Hold on tight, love.”