Chapter 11 For a Heartbeat
Seri
Before I could ask any more questions, Zane’s mouth was on mine, hot and insistent, while his fingers worked at my shirt buttons.
His lips were hungry and demanding in a way that made my body respond instantly, like dry tinder catching a spark.
His fingers made quick work of my buttons, exposing my skin to the cool air and the heat of his gaze.
I still marveled at how they looked at me, all three of them, like I was something precious and desirable, not the burden I’d been told I was for so long.
“Look at you,” Zane breathed as he reared back to strip off his own shirt. “So damn beautiful, it hurts.”
I flushed from my cheeks to my chest, still unused to such raw admiration.
Before I could reply, his mouth was back on mine, his tongue slipping past my lips to tangle with my own.
The bed dipped as Koa and Casimir joined us, their clothes disappearing in a rustle of fabric and soft thuds against the floor.
Koa’s lips found the sensitive spot where my neck met my shoulder, and I gasped into Zane’s mouth. Casimir’s large hands slid beneath me, deftly unhooking my bra and drawing it away, leaving me bare from the waist up.
“Gonna make you feel so good, blossom.” Zane’s fingers worked at the fastening of my jeans. “Gonna make you come so hard, you’ll see stars.”
The things he said when we made love had shocked me at first, but now his words sent molten heat pouring through my veins. There was something thrilling about his desire, the way he narrated exactly what he planned to do to me. To do with me.
“Wanna taste every inch of you, baby,” he mumbled, tugging my jeans and undies down to my knees, where Casimir took over, whipping them off in one smooth motion. “Wanna feel you come on my cock.”
I whimpered at his words, my core tightening almost painfully. My thighs fell open for him, an invitation I no longer felt shy about extending. Our nights of lovemaking had taught me that they liked when I embraced my desires rather than concealed them.
Koa’s mouth moved to my breast, his tongue circling my nipple before drawing it between his lips. Casimir claimed my other breast, his touch more controlled, but no less intense. Four hands, two mouths, all overwhelming me in the most exquisite way.
Zane settled between my legs, his fingertips ghosting over my folds before his thumb swept inside them. I gasped, my back arching off the bed as he found the little jewel that sent lightning shooting through my core.
“Like heaven,” he groaned against my belly. “So soft and wet for us already. Love how responsive you are, sweetheart. Love how you don’t hide how much you want this. Want us.”
One of my hands tangled in Koa’s hair as the other gripped Casimir’s shoulder, the pleasure building inside me like a gathering storm. Casimir’s fingers tweaked and rolled my nipple, sending sharp jolts straight to where Zane’s clever thumb worked its magic.
“That’s it,” Zane urged, sliding two fingers inside me. “Let go for me, darling. Come on my fingers before I fuck you blind.”
His encouragement, combined with his fingers pumping inside me and his thumb swirling my swollen jewel, pushed me right over the edge. A cry tore from my throat as pleasure crashed through me.
“Need to be inside you, angel. Need to feel that pussy squeezing me.”
He thrust into me in one smooth motion, filling me even as I rode the aftershocks from my climax. He set a punishing pace, driving into me with fast strokes that had me screaming his name in seconds.
“Night’s teeth!” His eyes locked with mine, wild with desire.
Koa and Casimir kept their mouths busy with my neck and breasts, turning my skin into one giant nerve ending, hypersensitive to every touch, every kiss, every gentle scrape of teeth. It was almost too much, yet I wanted, needed more.
“Almost.” Zane’s rhythm grew erratic, his breathing harsh. “Almost … there.”
And Casimir’s forefinger made sure I shattered as Zane groaned my name, spilling inside me, his body shuddering. For a moment, he collapsed against me, his forehead on mine as we both gasped for breath.
Then, with a final kiss that was surprisingly tender given the intensity of what had just happened, he rolled to the side, and Casimir took his place, hovering over me, his eyes bright and gleaming.
“May I?”
“Please, Simmy.”
Instead of covering my body with his as Zane had done, he rolled onto his back, his strong hands gripping my hips to position me above him. Understanding dawned, and I straddled him, lowering myself slowly onto his length.
I moaned as he stretched me in a different way than Zane had. Casimir was longer, which allowed him to reach places inside me that sent sparks dancing behind my eyelids.
“That’s it, my love,” he encouraged gruffly, his hands guiding my hips as I began to move. “Take what you need.”
I moved hesitantly at first, unsure of myself since I’d never done this with him, but grew bolder as pleasure built once more. His hands on my hips helped me find a rhythm that worked for both of us, lifting me and bringing me back down with increasing urgency.
Koa knelt beside us, his fingers slipping between our bodies to circle my sensitized jewel and quickly pushing me toward another peak. I moved faster, chasing the sensation, my thighs trembling with exertion and excitement.
“Come,” Casimir commanded, and something in his tone broke whatever restraint I’d been clinging to, and I cried out as my inner walls spasmed around him.
He thrust up one final time, burying himself to the hilt. Wet warmth flooded through me as his body shook, his deep groan rattling the headboard.
I fell onto his chest, breathing hard, deliciously spent. Before I could fully recover, I felt Koa’s firm hands on my hips, gently rubbing my backside, spreading my cheeks. Casimir was still inside me, my breasts still squashed against his chest, and I wondered what Koa planned to do.
Seconds later, Casimir’s softening length dropped out of me with a wet pop, and I whimpered at the loss until Koa lifted my hips and slid in, his thicker girth filling me full to bursting.
He rocked forward, his thighs bumping my backside, and I groaned at the feel of him, so different from either Zane and Casimir, but no less incredible.
“Is this okay, baby?” His chest against my back, he leaned forward to whisper in my ear. “I can stop if you’re too sensitive.”
“I want you, Koko,” I gasped into Casimir’s throat. “Don’t stop.”
He needed no further encouragement. His thrusts were deliberate and deep. One arm wrapped around my waist as, beneath us, Casimir grunted and cupped my breasts in his broad palms, his thumbs massaging my nipples.
“So beautiful,” Koa crooned between kisses down my spine. “So damn beautiful.”
I trembled as his hips jolted more urgently, his breathing ragged against my ear.
“Come, beloved,” he urged, his fingers slipping inside my folds. “One more time, sweet girl.”
My body obeyed in an instant, fracturing into a thousand pieces at his words. Moments later, he groaned and pulsed inside me, and I dropped my head to Casimir’s chest as little hums of satisfaction rippled from my throat.
“Damnation!” Casimir hissed as Koa dropped on top of me, panting and mumbled words I couldn’t hear.
“Are we too heavy, Simmy?” I asked as I kissed along his right collarbone, then paused to suck the hollow at the base of his throat.
“You, little wife, have aroused me all over again with your bouncing and moaning on top of me as Ko pleasured you.”
“Then have me all over again,” I invited as Koa pulled out with a chuckle and dropped next to us on the bed, crowding Zane over and earning a curse from my redheaded husband.
“You’ll be sore,” Casimir tried to warn me, but I covered his lips with my fingertips.
“Only at you if you waste this chance to… What did Zoodle mean, anyway? What’s bareback b—”
“This,” Casimir snapped as he rolled us over, spread my thighs, and impaled me again. “Nothing between us.”
His strokes were deep and hard, and I couldn’t contain my moans. Zane was suddenly there again, his mouth sealing over mine as he pinned my wrists to the bed, holding me fast as Casimir pounded into me. I whimpered when Zane let me up for air and nibbled along my jawline.
“Tight. Wet. Hot,” Casimir grunted, driving in deeper as his fingers latched onto my quaking thighs. “Good girl. Good girl.”
Releasing my wrists, Zane stood on his knees, his brown eyes burning with want as he stroked himself, his hips bucking forward and his hand moving faster up and down his shaft when he saw my gaze on him.
At the same time, Casimir’s rhythm grew erratic, his hands shoving my legs higher and further apart as his thighs crowded under my backside.
“Now, Seri,” he growled. “Come now.”
“I can’t,” I whined.
Koa’s hand reached across my belly from my other side, sinking between us to spread my folds with his middle and index finger so his thumb could torment my jewel. Shaking, I came apart once more, an orgasm ripping through me like a tidal wave as Casimir’s thrusts grew more urgent, more desperate.
“Seri,” he panted at last, pumping heat inside me.
Reaching up, I gathered his long hair away from his sweat-slick back and wound it around my fist. Tugging gently, I smiled a little as he tilted his chin up, and my mouth latched onto the column of his throat, sucking lightly, not nearly as hard as he and Zane had with me, but it made him twitch inside me, and I grinned.
“That was twice, Cas,” Zane chuckled. “You have to share, bro.”
With a grumble, Casimir pulled out of me and rolled us onto our sides, but it seemed Zane wasn’t above using any position to get inside me.
One of his hands hooked behind my knee and tossed it over Casimir’s hip, then he drove into me, his hands tight on my bottom as he took me over the brink with four quick thrusts, my body in such a pleasure haze that no one even needed to touch my jewel.
“Zane!” I keened.