21. Izzy
IZZY
Standing there, with three deliciously sinful men pressed close around me, something clicked inside me.
This was right. Having these men here with me was everything I wanted.
As much as they’d helped me realize I was a “boss bitch” and could lead people, that still wasn’t what I wanted out of life.
But this, this warmth, this closeness, this intimacy with these men. That’s what I wanted.
I wanted Vyns, my perfect angel. I wanted his spirit, proud and strong, mixing with mine. I wanted his pristine blue eyes and those feathery white-gold wings. I wanted his support and strength.
And Rook, I was so very thankful he was back to being a friend and lover. Despite feeling like he still held something back from me… I wanted his sinful and playful presence. I wanted his crude honesty and his banter. And let’s not forget his devilishly delicious orgasms.
With Koar, his stalwart and trustworthy dedication was becoming a fixture in my life, and I hadn’t realized how much I’d needed something like that, someone who was always there for me.
And I wanted Myel’s comforting presence. Even the anticipation of it soothed me. There was something to be said for the soft and persistent devotion of my beautiful Goth hero.
I couldn’t imagine any of them not being in my life. I needed all of them. We hadn’t said any vows… but they’d all become my husbands in essence if not in truth. Although maybe we had said vows. Maybe every promise, every word of support and care, maybe those were our vows.
I wanted all these men in my life, but the little voice of doubt in the back of my mind kept wondering: can I really have it all?
Would we all survive this coming war?
…or Valnea’s assassins?
God! Safir… I still couldn’t believe he was gone. I’d never truly known or understood that man. How could he have been so… happy sacrificing himself for me? How many others would die in my name?
And, what about Bayn?
Those thoughts and questions melted away as soft kisses and roaming hands forced my attention back to my body and the heavenly sensations these three gorgeous men elicited.
We had all evening to be together, but there was a heavy undertone of urgency in our play that night.
Once stoked, our fires all burned a little too bright.
What began as leisurely and playful removal of clothes became a hurried and awkward thing by the end.
The graceful union of three men working as one turned into fumbling and soft curses as they got in each other’s way.
Still, we managed to make it to the bed in the end.
Koar, who’d carried me, set me down right at the edge, then urged me to lay back as he knelt beside the bed.
I lifted my legs onto his shoulders and hummed with contentment as his perma-stubble scraped the inside of my thighs, the perfect roughness to counter the pleasure he provided with his tongue and lips.
Rook and Vyns lay to either side of me, and I reached out to find two thick erections as they took their time kissing all over my face and shoulders and chest. My head lolled over to face Vyns, and his lips found mine in a deep kiss, his hand stroking over my side and belly and arms. Rook’s heated kisses seemed to draw raw lust out of me, amplifying the work the others were doing.
And I massaged their lengths with slow strokes…
during the moments when pleasure wasn’t overwhelming me and I remembered I had hands to work with.
And when Koar slid a thick finger inside me to press on my G-spot while Rook’s sinful lips plucked at a nipple, a soft and soothing orgasm swept through me.
“Hmmm, yes, more!” I murmured through the low-rolling waves of pleasure.
But where there’d been an unspoken unity in their movements last night, the guys all seemed to get in each other’s way as they tried to shift around me.
Vyns somehow kicked Koar in the side of the head while Rook elbowed Vyns in the solar plexus.
Sorry, My Flame, Rook apologized directly into my mind. I should be the one coordinating this, but I’m too distracted by thoughts of being away from you… and convincing my kind to overthrow the dwarves and go to war.
I understand, I don’t want to be away from any of you either, I replied. I also sensed there was more going on in Rook’s mind, but those thoughts weren’t open to me.
And with the guys all getting in each other’s way, it seemed I’d have to take control like I had earlier.
“If you can’t work together, then you’ll have to take turns,” I said, tone stern, a bit frustrated at this awkwardness. And when it looked like they were about to start arguing over what order to go in, I spoke up again. “Vyns first, then Koar. Rook last.
Best for last? Rook chuckled into my mind.
Don’t tell the others that or you won’t get a turn at all.
Fair.
Because as much as Vyns and Koar could send me over the moon, Rook’s orgasms were on a whole other level. It was hard to compete with a sex demon.
So Koar and Rook slid to the sides of the massive bed while Vyns took his time with me.
The angel put the “D” in devoted attention, first ensuring I was well worked up again, his tongue and teeth and massaging fingers making me a sodden mess before he entered me.
And when he did, I wrapped my legs around him and he lifted me onto his kneeling lap.
We moved together slowly, savoring this intimacy, his arms tight around me as mine were around him.
His lips plucked gently at my breasts before he tilted his head back and I lowered my mouth to his as our merging culminated.
I moaned and shuddered as heated bliss took me.
He grunted with his release. Our bodies were pressed so close I could feel the beat of his heart through his chest into mine.
He flashed out his wings, so I could stroke the soft feathers behind him.
Then he wrapped them around me, a cocoon of downy warmth.
With me leaning over him, we hid behind the veil of my hair as our lips brushed lightly, foreheads pressed together.
Then I pulled back, rocking softly on him, to draw out more from this peak.
Our eyes locked onto each other’s. I was the only thing in his world and he the only thing in mine.
That might be the most intimate encounter I’d ever had.
Wow.
“I’ll miss you so much,” he breathed.
“And I you,” I replied.
I leaned in to kiss him again, long and lingering. And through that kiss we demonstrated how much we’d miss each other.
Then Vyns’ wings brushed away and he slowly lowered me back to the bed.
Koar let me rest.
“What do you need?” he asked between light kisses all over my face.
“Just you, however you want me, however you need me,” I mumbled dreamily, already feeling rather amazing. I’d forgotten all the awkwardness from earlier. It was astonishing what a good orgasm could do for you.
“Then relax,” Koar whispered.
That I could do. I was pretty darned relaxed as it was. Though I was a bit curious exactly what the big man was going to do with me while I was relaxed.
He stayed where he was for a while, kissing me from his side, while his free hand roamed over my body, sometimes gently massaging my breasts to pleasant stimulation, sometimes sliding down to softly stroke my clit or test my folds.
All of it kept me at a nice buzz… until his hand began to do a little more between my legs.
I hummed with rising pleasure as he slipped a thick finger inside me and curled it around as the base of his hand pressed over my clit. He rocked his hand back and forth, stimulating me inside and out. His lips drank down my moans as he got me all nice and wet and ready.
Then, finally, he shifted.
Still curious what he’d do, I watched as he straddled one leg and ever so slowly entered me. The delicious stretch of his thickness was like the best drug, sending tingling euphoria through me, all nice and relaxed and gooey.
My breath hitched with surprise when he slid my other leg in, now straddling both with his dick still inside me. And the way my legs squeezed around his thickness made him feel mind-breakingly massive as he gave gentle thrusts, deepening his contact.
My breath hitched again, when he shifted up my body, his legs now to either side of my torso as he leaned down to kiss me.
Oh! My! God!
The way his dick massaged my clit as he shifted in and out was next level good. It took all of three slow, delicious thrusts before I was coming hard, mewling and grunting and moaning against Koar’s smiling lips.
“Thought you’d like this,” he whispered.
I did.
A lot.
Very much.
Yes please!
He winced. “So. Tight!”
Yeah, I bet, given how colossal he felt.
Even so, he took his time picking up speed, drawing out my orgasm over several mind-blurring minutes before he finally lost his cool and with a series of hard, vicious thrusts which put my perma-orgasm into overdrive, he finally grunted and heat pulsed with his release.
“Damn,” he grunted. “You’re too fucking sexy.”
I was.
And so was he.
His lips played on mine as he finished. The other nice thing about this position was, he could put however much force on me he wanted, controlling the weight of his heavy body, not crushing me.
He leaned over me, putting the right amount of pressure everywhere as we ebbed down from that stunning high.
When I’d initially told the guys to go one at a time, it was to sort them out and make it less awkward, but I realized now, there was another benefit.
They’d each in turn give me an orgasm. And I had a feeling, as intimate as Vyns had been and as surprisingly powerful as Koar’s had been…
Rook was going to be an even more sinful delight.
“Can you stand… walk?” Rook asked as Koar rolled off me.