Chapter 16
“Listen up, gentlemen,” Bael said. “I’ve seen into Nix’s subconscious; I know what she likes. Even if she doesn’t realize it yet.”
Thierry rolled his eyes as Bael dramatically stepped onto the bed and stood on the very edge, looking down at the four of them.
Bael grinned wickedly. “Our Nix, here, likes being dominated. So, we’re going to need to kick this up a notch.” Bael nodded at the men on either side of her. “Ryker, Stoney, pin her wrists behind her head.”
Nix’s fingers slipped from Persius’s hair as Ryker and Thierry each restrained her hands on the pillow behind her. “Hey…”
Thierry and Ryker kissed over the length of her arm and shoulder as they handcuffed her wrists in their fingers, pinning the backs of her palms to the head of the bed.
“Shh,” Bael cooed at her protests. “Focus on the tongue between your legs, baby.”
Bael leaned down and shoved Persius’s face back into Nix’s pussy. Bael bunched his fingers into Persius’s light, wavy locks as he ground Persius’s mouth over the top of her sex.
Persius happily jumped right back to eating the hell out of her. His fingers sped back up, spearing her slick sheath. She was so wet, his digits made a sloshing noise as he drilled them into her.
She choked on air as the building orgasm swooped back through her, building and building. Closer and closer.
“That’s it,” Bael praised her. His low, sensual voice sounded right at her ear, even though Ryker and Thierry occupied those spots on either side of her. “Watch him while he feasts.”
Nix met Persius’s intense gaze. The pegasus shifter’s pupils were dilated into animalistic spheres of primal lust. She panted as he alternated between sucking, kissing, and licking her swollen clit. Getting too sensitive. Tension building.
“Ohhh,” Nix whined as Persius’s tongue batted her clit.
His thumb pushed through the rim of her back entrance, and she gasped. He kept it still for a moment, feeling how tight she was back there, before dipping it further in, then easing it out. In, out. At a slow, steady pace, differing from the fast jerks of his fingers in her pussy.
It felt different. Tingly. Forbidden.
In, out. As he told her how good she was at taking his fingers, what a good girl she was.
Nix released a mindless, guttural noise at the dual sensation. Even just a thumb triggered something inside her she had not known was lurking in the depths.
“You like that?” Persius asked her between long, patient licks over her clit. “So tight…”
His thumb breached deeper, sinking through her clenched rosebud, demanding passage. His thick digit pushed against the taut, unyielding inner walls.
“We haven’t played with that perfect ass yet,” Bael told him. “I bet she’s clenching that thumb so good.”
“Perfect,” Persius repeated as he settled back to suckle her pink and puffy bundle of nerves.
He played with her clit so much, she wondered if the whole organ was ballooning itself because it wanted to create more surface area for him to work with.
She just felt so swollen. So…
“You like being so full?” Thierry rasped onto her neck.
Yes. Full. Overwhelmed.
The incredible privilege of not having to think and feeling safe with them, where her only job was accepting pleasure, and she didn’t have to worry about the future. Wetness coated her inner thighs, and her legs began shaking.
Yes, suffice it to say, she liked it.
“But I bet that’s still not enough for you, huh?” Bael asked. “Does your wet little pussy need more?”
Incapable of words and panting from Persius’s expert fingering and mouth, Nix stretched out on the silk sheets and seductively spread her legs wider.
“I don’t think fingers are enough to get you off anymore,” Bael rasped. “You got spoiled by dragon dick and a vibrating incubus tail earlier, didn’t you?”
“Mmmm.”
Persius began working his thumb and fingers inside of her two entrances in unison. When his thumb entered her back passage, his fingers slipped out of her pussy. In, out. In, out. A constant tease.
“Ry’s dick hit you so deep, and now you can’t come from just fingers. Our beautiful little slut needs more.” Bael hopped off the bottom of the bed and blurred to Thierry’s side. “Are four men dedicated to your pleasure enough for you?”
Bael grabbed both of Nix’s hands from over her head and laid them over Thierry and Ryker’s engorged erections. Their hard cocks seared her palm and fingers as she instinctively clasped them and squeezed.
The men groaned loudly onto her neck, and she lightly jerked their shafts in unison. They were so hard. And full. And hot in her hands.
She squirmed at each of the hot puffs of air Ryker breathed onto her neck as she played with his arousal. Soft grunts on each downward stroke. Up, down, grunt. Up, down, grunt.
“Aw, looks like she’s melting,” Thierry murmured. “Your hand feels so good on us.”
Ryker jerked his head in a nod. “Perfect.”
How had she ever lived a version of this life without them? Without this?
She moaned again, and her hips bucked. Bael was right; she wanted more. She wanted one of their bulky, appetizing frames lurching over her, grunting his pleasure with each punch of his hips, whilst thrusting his big, mouthwatering dick into her.
“Is that what you need?” Thierry asked in her ear between kisses on her neck and chest. “To be fucked by something bigger?”
Yes. More.
“But what cock to take first?” Bael wondered aloud, tapping his chin.
Her nipples were both loudly sucked as Persius fingered her and attacked her clit with his tongue.
“Nnnhggh.” She could not form words through the mounting pleasure.
“Oh no,” Bael teased. “She can’t think. Too horny to think with three men’s mouths on her.”
Persius eased his nimble thumb in and out of her tight back entrance as he added a third finger to her soaked pussy. His tongue lashed her clit again and again.
“Here, let me help you think.” Bael tangled his fingers into Persius’s hair again. He pulled Persius up, yanking to get him to move. Holding onto his hair, Bael guided his mouth up Nix’s body.
The pegasus shifter reluctantly relinquished her soaked sex to kiss up her body, leaving her needy pussy still wrapped around his fingers. “MINE,” Persius snapped, diving down to kiss her throat.
The action shoved Thierry and Ryker to the side, off her pink, hickey-ridden breasts. Her soft chest molded to Persius’s muscular, tan pecs as he pressed to her.
Persius was so damn hard against her. A rod of steel beneath silky skin. His hot, stiff length scalded her and left no question as to the full size of his arousal.
Nix gaped. “Oh…my.” She was cut off as Persius kissed up her jaw and devoured her lips.
The pegasus shifter was…hung like a horse. Yes, he had appeared stunningly endowed without his towel when he raced from his shower to the living room earlier, but now he was hard for his mate, and that was an entirely different experience.
His shaft was thicker than her wrist, and his bulbous cockhead was an angry purple, like it was mad to not be inside her.
Would a shaft that large even fit inside her? She had originally questioned Ryker’s girthy size as well, but this…
Still, Nix undulated her hips from beneath him, kissing him back desperately.
“Aw, look at those hips beg for it.” Thierry moved back in and smirked onto her neck. “Do you want his cock?”
Bael rasped, “I bet it’ll stretch you so good.”
Ryker grunted, nuzzling his face into the other crook of her neck, not occupied by Thierry. She tightened her grip on Ryker and Thierry’s virile lengths, and the men rocked their hips, thrusting their flushed erections into her hands.
“Look at how hungry she looks for it.”
“Starving to get fucked.”
“A wet, little mess.”
Nix whined and spread her legs wider as Persius kissed over her collarbone.
How did he have so much self-control with his pupils dilated like that? Wasn’t he overcome by shifter instinct to fuck his mate and claim her? Ryker had fucked her through a window for their first time.
Persius’s tan skin glistened with a sheen of sweat from restraining himself from immediately fucking her. He had acted as if he could have feasted between her legs for hours, yet his bulging, veined shaft strained against her skin between them.
She bucked her hips for him, and he wasn’t inside her yet. Her impatience grew as the waiting felt more and more like sexual torture.
“Aw, her face is flushed. So cute,” Bael mocked. “Looks like she is in need of a good, hard fuck.”
“Mmmmm.” She jerked Ryker and Thierry’s stiff cocks faster in her hands. She watched Persius grip the base of his shaft and position himself between her legs. “Yes. Please.” Finally.
“So polite,” Thierry whispered adoringly.
“Pleading me to fuck you.” Persius clenched his eyelids closed and groaned. “My perfect mate.”
“Thankfully, Nix, you don’t need to decide which cock to take first.” Bael announced, “Cause you’re going to take all of them.”