26. Chapter Twenty-Seven #6
His knot stretched me enough to make my thighs shake and pulled a broken moan from my throat before it seated fully. I couldn't lift the way I had before, so Luca wrapped one arm around my waist and held me close while his hips worked beneath me in shorter movements.
Tavian kept his fingers on my clit. Malek's mouth traveled along my neck without touching the gland, and his hand covered mine where I was still stroking him.
The combined pressure pushed me over the edge.
My orgasm tightened through my stomach and thighs, my pussy clenching hard around Luca's cock while slick escaped around the knot holding us together.
Luca came with me, his face tightening as his cock pulsed deep inside.
The steady vibration in his chest broke apart when I collapsed against him, still shaking around his knot.
While Luca remained locked inside me, Tavian moved close enough for me to take him into my mouth.
I opened for him willingly, tongue sliding along the underside of his cock while Malek kept one hand gently in my hair and Luca moved his palm slowly over my back.
Malek leaned over my shoulder and kissed Luca. My pussy tightened involuntarily around Luca's knot.
“You liked that.” Tavian told me as I pulled my mouth away long enough to breathe, his thumb brushing across my damp lower lip while his attention stayed on my face.
“Yes. Again.” I told Tavian as I wrapped my hand around the base of his cock and looked toward Malek. Malek leaned down and kissed Luca again, slower this time, while Luca slid one hand into the back of Malek's hair.
I took Tavian back into my mouth and worked him with my tongue and hand until his breathing turned rough, then reached for Malek with my free hand.
All three stayed close enough that every shift put me against somebody else, and by the time Luca's knot finally softened enough for me to move, all four of us were damp with sweat.
“Easy.” Luca told me as he caught my hips and steadied me while I carefully lifted away from him, his hands remaining there until my legs stopped trembling.
I kissed him before turning toward Malek.
After what had happened at the terrace, there was no part of me that wanted him guessing about what I wanted tonight.
“I want you next, Malek. Harder than Luca.” I told Malek as I climbed onto my knees in front of him and pressed one hand against his chest. “I want to feel you.”
His hands went still at my waist for a moment, cedar and earth strengthening around us while his cock remained hard against my thigh.
“Tell me how you want me.” Malek asked as his thumbs moved once over my skin, leaving the position to me. I turned and lowered onto my hands and knees, facing Tavian and Luca while Malek moved behind me.
“Like this.” I told Malek as I spread my knees wider and looked back over my shoulder. “And don't hold back because of what happened.”
“I'll listen to what you're telling me now.” Malek assured me as one palm moved slowly down my back, his expression serious. “If you want something different, tell me.”
“I will.” I told Malek as I pushed my hips back toward him, making the invitation clear.
Then he entered me. Malek was thicker than Luca, and I was already swollen and sensitive from the knot. He pushed in slowly enough for my body to adjust, but when he was fully inside, his hands tightened around my hips.
“More.” I told Malek as I turned forward and reached for Tavian, deliberately pushing back into him. His next thrust drove deep enough that my arms bent. Tavian caught my shoulders and pulled me toward him so I could brace against his chest while Malek settled into the harder pace I'd asked for.
Luca stayed at my right side, one hand moving between my thighs to work my clit while his other hand cupped my breast. Tavian kissed me until Malek's thrusts, Luca's fingers, and Tavian's mouth occupied all of my attention.
When I reached for Tavian, he guided my hand to his cock. Malek's hips struck against me hard enough to shift the blankets beneath my knees. His purr roughened into a low growl, but every time my body changed, he noticed and adjusted.
“Deeper.” I told Malek as I pushed back against him and tightened my fingers around Tavian. Malek moved one hand to my lower stomach and changed the angle.
The next thrust made me cry out.
“Yes, right there.” I told Malek as Luca's fingers moved faster over my clit and my croon broke around the words. Malek kept the angle. My body tightened around him with each deep thrust while Tavian's cock slid through my hand and Luca kissed my shoulder.
Then Malek bent over me. His lips touched the side of my neck, warm against the swollen gland beneath my skin. A moment later, his teeth rested there.
He didn't bite.
My body responded anyway. More slick coated my thighs, the gland throbbed beneath his mouth, and Malek stopped moving even though his cock remained deep inside me.
“Not yet.” I told Malek as I turned my head enough to make sure he heard me clearly, my voice unsteady from arousal rather than doubt.
“I know.” Malek told me as he pulled his teeth away immediately and pressed one closed-mouth kiss against the aching gland. I reached back and caught his wrist.
“Keep going.” I told Malek as I pushed my hips toward him, squeezing his wrist once so he understood that my answer applied only to the bite.
He thrust into me again. Luca returned his fingers to my clit, and the orgasm hit hard enough that my knees tried to draw together despite Malek between them. I clenched around his cock while Tavian caught my face and kissed me through it.
Several thrusts later, Malek came. His hands held my hips as his cock pulsed deep inside me. His knot began thickening against my entrance, but he kept the swollen base outside instead of pushing it into me after I'd already taken Luca's knot.
Malek stayed over me until the trembling in my arms eased, then withdrew carefully and kissed the center of my back. When I turned around, Tavian had become unusually quiet. His cock was still hard and wet from my mouth and hand, but whatever remark would normally have been waiting had disappeared.
“Come here.” I told Tavian as I reached for his wrist and pulled him toward me. Tavian settled over me, planting one hand beside my head while his hair fell across his forehead.
“You okay?” Tavian asked me as his other hand settled against my hip, the question quiet and serious.
“Very.” I answered Tavian as I wrapped my legs around his waist and reached between us. I rubbed the head of his cock through the slick covering me.
“I love you.” I told Tavian again as I watched his expression change. His eyes closed briefly.
“You really shouldn't have figured out what that does to me this quickly.” Tavian told me as he opened them again, a little humor entering his voice but not covering the emotion beneath it.
“I meant it.” I told Tavian as I guided him against my entrance.
“I know.” Tavian replied, and this time there was no joke attached.
He pushed inside. His first few thrusts were slower than I expected, but the restraint didn't last. Tavian kissed me hard and began moving with more urgency, his body familiar enough now that I could feel the difference between playful energy and the emotion driving him tonight.
Malek settled along my left side and moved one hand over my stomach.
Luca stayed on my right, kissing my shoulder before his mouth closed around one nipple.
Tavian's thumb found my clit.
“I love you too.” Tavian told me as he slowed for one thrust and pressed his forehead against mine, his voice rough. “I needed you to know that part wasn't a joke either.”
“I know.” I told Tavian as I cupped the side of his face before pulling him down to kiss me.
His next thrust went deeper. The rhythm built quickly after that.
Slick and come already coated my thighs, making every movement wet and easy.
Malek's hand stayed warm over my stomach while Luca moved between my breasts and neck, and Tavian's thumb worked my clit until I was struggling to keep my hips from jerking away from the intensity.
I took over touching myself when Tavian's thrusts became less controlled. His attention dropped immediately to my hand.
“Fuck, Evie.” Tavian groaned as his hips stuttered before driving into me again, his breathing rough against my cheek.
“Don't stop.” I told Tavian as Malek kissed the side of my neck and Luca linked his fingers with the hand I'd stretched above my head.
Tavian didn't. I rubbed faster while he drove deep, and the pressure built until my body clenched around him.
I came with his name in my mouth, the cry breaking into a long croon while my thighs tightened against his sides.
Tavian followed seconds later. He buried himself fully and came inside me with a rough groan, his cock pulsing while his knot swelled against my entrance.
After Luca's earlier knot, he kept the thicker base outside rather than forcing another lock.
He stayed pressed against me until his breathing started to slow, his forehead resting against my shoulder while the vibration in his chest ran through both of us.
For several minutes, none of us had much interest in moving.
My thighs shook when I tried to straighten them, every part of me between them was oversensitive, and the nest was nowhere near as carefully arranged as it had been when the evening started.
One of the pillows had been shoved against the wall, Luca's blanket was twisted around my calf, and Malek's charcoal shirt had somehow migrated halfway beneath his thigh.
Our scents had soaked into the bedding and each other until I couldn't breathe without smelling all four of us.
Malek was the first to get up.