44. Crew
CHAPTER FORTY-FOUR
CREW
M y chest is tight with unfamiliar emotions as I stare up at my little menace.
Camilla is always beautiful, but right now she surpasses beauty. There aren’t words for how incredible she looks with swollen lips from our rough kisses and Kovu’s cock. Her hair ruffled from how we’ve each gripped it. Her flushed cheeks from the orgasms we’ve forced out of her.
She’s breathtaking, and the way she looks down at me makes my chest ache with need.
I want to give her everything, and I realize there’s nothing I won’t do to keep her, nothing she could ask of me that I wouldn’t give her.
Is that dangerous as hell? Yep.
But do I care? Fuck no.
Camilla reaches between us and grasps my cock in her palm, moving the head through her soaking wet folds. You’d never know she was a virgin before she met us. Not by the way she takes control, positioning me at her entrance and slowly sliding down onto her throne.
Her walls flutter around my cock, and I choke on a moan. She’s so wet and warm after how the others have fucked her, and I can barely believe she’s all ours.
She rolls her hips as she seats herself on me, pausing for just a second before she lifts her hips until just the head of my cock is still lodged inside her perfect cunt.
A long groan tears from my throat as she slowly lowers herself again, her pussy clenching around my length, and she smiles down at me in triumph.
“You’re trouble,” I grit out.
“I know.” She smirks as she repeats the same move over and over again at a maddening pace.
Kovu climbs over my legs and hers, positioning himself behind her, but he doesn’t move to stop her from riding me. Not yet, at least. Her allure will become too much for him any second now, but for now he seems happy trailing kisses along her bare shoulder.
He sinks his teeth into the place where her neck and shoulder meet, and she lets out a sharp cry at the same time she clenches around me, causing a rough moan to escape my throat.
Kovu chuckles as his wild blue eyes meet mine over her shoulder. Staring back at me isn’t the scared teenager I found covered in his parents blood and terrified of human touch. No. The man staring back at me is someone I never thought I’d know. Not before Camilla came into our lives. She’s made him feel alive in a way no one ever has. She’s brought out the fun-loving man he never had the chance to be, and I’m proud as fuck of his progress these past few months.
“You ready for me, Little Lamb?” he rumbles against his bite mark. She’s going to be covered in bruises tomorrow, which I’m not ashamed to admit will make each of us happy as hell.
“Yes,” she breathes as she lowers herself over my chest, and I immediately wrap my arms around her. If I could spend the rest of my life buried inside her, I sure as hell would. Even when she’s not moving, her pussy is better than anything I’ve ever felt.
I give Kovu a subtle nod and tighten my hold on our girl. We’re pushing her limits here, and even though we’ll stop if it’s too much for her, I want to make sure she doesn’t hurt herself during the initial bite of pain.
Kovu presses his head against her entrance, and Camilla’s eyes widen as her breath hitches. She thought he was going to fuck her ass, but we have other plans.
I hear the cap of the lube click open, and Kovu makes quick work of slathering his cock with it before it’s thrown on the bed beside us.
Bishop and Kaos have recovered from their orgasms and are watching us with heat, their eyes locked on how Camilla trembles in my arms.
“I’ve got you, Little Menace,” I murmur against her temple.
“I know,” she whispers. “I trust you.”
My chest clenches at the words, and I thank a God I’ve never believed in for bringing us the perfect woman. The only woman on earth I’m convinced could handle the four of us the way she does.
Kovu presses forward, and Camilla buries her face into my throat, a strangled whimper tearing from her as he stretches her impossibly.
I didn’t tell her this, but this is the first time any of us have done this. It’s been something we’ve wanted to try for a long time, but the women we’ve shared have never felt right to try it with.
Until her.
“Holy shit,” she cries out.
“You can say that again,” Kovu grits out at the same time I chuckle roughly. Camilla is already tight as hell, but adding another cock to her pussy is making it almost impossible to breathe.
Bishop leans over and presses a kiss to Camilla’s swollen lips. “You’re doing so good, love,” he praises.
Kovu is slow and methodical about how he fills her, but every inch he slips deeper makes Camilla’s breath hitch and a low whine slip from her throat.
“Almost there,” Kovu rumbles roughly.
“Fuck, this is hot,” Kaos groans from our other side where he’s stroking his already hard cock in hard pumps.
Camilla whines above me, and I tighten my hold on her. This is the perfect form of torture for the both of us, but I already can’t wait to make her come so hard she won’t be able to walk afterward.