Chapter 5
Chapter Five
Fayanna
I pressed my mouth against Rafferty’s and closed my eyes. He growled and pulled me onto his lap, his hands disappearing into my hair and pulling on my hair with enough force to make me moan.
“You like that, don’t you?” he whispered to me, and my wetness pooled between my thighs.
He groaned when he scented me, and I watched as his eyes turned into the most gorgeous golden colour. His dark red hair fell around his face and into his golden eyes. He was stunning, with a swimmer-type muscular build. I wanted to lose myself in him, in all of them, and I wanted to drown in them.
“You are so beautiful,” I said, reaching up to touch the small horns rolling back behind his head.
“Not as beautiful as you. Now I can’t control myself. The fire—”
Without thinking, I moved my hand down the planes of his chest and down the front of his baggy black pants he wore.
I didn’t know when he took his shirt off, but I certainly wasn't complaining.
I moved my hand around his shaft and began pumping his cock.
He groaned, muttering a small "fuck” under his breath.
I smiled and kept pumping, moving my hand rapidly to keep him from being in pain.
He groaned in pain and began writhing. I kept rubbing it more, pumping my hand up and down his thick shaft.
I increased my speed, making sure I didn't hold it too tight.
And kept going. He threw his head back and hissed in a breath as I kept running my hand up and down his shaft.
I watched him closely as his writhing increased and he began screaming.
I was in a trance, unable to think properly as I kept rolling my hand.
His screams turned to moans as a thick rope of pinkish cum came out of his cock.
On instinct, I leaned down and took the whole thing in my mouth.
The cum tasted faintly of strawberry, a far cry from the castle cleaner's son with whom I used to sneak around.
I smiled around the thickness and pulled back.
Rafferty was looking at me with a hunger in his gaze and another emotion I didn't dare name.
"Lie back," He instructed.
I tilted my head, but did as he said. I lay back on the soft mattress and looked up at the flat ceiling.
His hands drew my legs apart, and without any warning, I felt his tongue move between my legs.
The forked appendage feels like heaven and sends sparks through my body.
I moaned in pleasure and thrust my hips, needing, craving more contact.
He chuckled, sending vibrations through me.
He took his tongue off, and I groaned in frustration. I looked down at him, and Rafferty looked up at me with a smirk, his golden eyes and red hair reminding me of fire.
"You want it, baby? Beg for it," he instructed.
I gulped, suddenly aware of all the eyes on us. I glanced over and saw both were pumping their cocks.
"Come here," I said to Tarian before rolling my head over to look at Quillon. "You don’t have to if you don’t—"
"I want to." He moved forward, and I hesitated a moment.
I looked him in the eye, and he nodded. I wrapped my hand around his thickness, and he sucked in a breath.
He moaned as I began pumping him up and down.
I moved my other hand to Tarian and did the same to him.
Rafferty chose that moment to suck on my clit, sending electricity cascading through me.
I moaned as he kept licking and sucking—feasting on me—while I pumped his friends' cocks.
"Your hand feels so good," Tarian moaned, and Quillon just grunted.
I moaned and kept going, his praise fuelling me.
I kept going, even when the pleasure built inside me and started to fill me like I was a tank of water.
I threw my head back and screamed as stardust exploded behind my eyes.
My magic beamed out of me, forming a ring and flying out.
It vanished, dissipating as soon as it hit the wall.
The guys next to me grunted as they sprayed their cum all over my bare breasts, the warmth coating them.
I moaned at the sensation, the warmth feeling amazing on my heated skin.
Rafferty sat up, and the next thing I knew, he pulled me onto his lap. The tip of his large cock, the biggest of all three of them, gently pushed into the very tip of my entrance.
"Fuck," I moaned and looked him in the eye.
"Do you want me to fuck you, princess?" he asked.
"Yes! Please fuck me!" I begged, needing to feel his cock inside me.
He smiled and moved his hand with his cock so it slid inside me. I was surprised there was only a flicker of discomfort with how large he was. I threw my head back as he filled me up.
"Tell me when you are ready for me to move," he said.
I waited a second before nodding. "I’m ready."
He began thrusting in and out of me, rolling his hips. I clung to him desperately as he held my hips and started helping me move up and down. I gasped at the feeling of being stretched and moved with more vigor, needing him to feel as good as I did.
"You look so good taking him," Tarian said, and I had to stop myself from cursing again at his words.
"So good. So eager to take it," Rafferty said he moved me faster.
I screamed and threw my head back as my body began to shake.
I couldn't think, couldn't string together a coherent thought.
They were like broken chain links floating through my mind.
He kept holding me and thrusting in hard and deep.
I could only hold onto him as he used me to fuck himself.
The sounds he was making went straight between my legs, and suddenly, my orgasm burst through me like the purest magic.
I collapsed against him, and he grunted once as warmth filled my vagina.
I sighed in contentment, knowing I was safe with these men.
Tarian picked me up from his friend and placed me down. "Open your legs," he said softly.
I moved my shaking legs apart, and he moved a small towel between them and started wiping me clean.
It was intense, but also made me feel closer as he wiped away his friend's cum.
When he was done, he threw the towel aside, and he lay down next to me, pulling my back against his front.
Rafferty slid in next to me on the other side, our chests touching.
Quillon had his distance, but that was okay; I could still feel his presence.
Certain words were on the tip of my tongue, but I knew that would be ridiculous so early.
Instead, I shut my eyes and fell into the best sleep I had in years.