Chapter 44
Chapter Forty-Four
"I have only been asking for years, and you let her the first time she asks," Blaine pouts.
"She's prettier," Latham taunts, and I let go of his hand.
"Come on, Arabella. Or the grim reaper is coming for you." Latham smiles, his sharp teeth glinting back at me.
How many people can say they fucked the grim reaper and got to live after it? My random thought makes me chuckle, and Latham raises an eyebrow at me.
"Not many," he answers before holding his hands out to me.
I haven’t realized how badly they are trembling until I place mine in his and let him pull me onto his lap, so I straddle him.
His hands move to my hips, and I can feel his rock-hard length beneath me. I place my hands on his chest, adjusting my hips.
"It will hurt more, Arabella. Are you sure you wouldn't rather?"
I shake my head before he can finish, my heart rate quickening, making me wonder if I am making a mistake. But I am more petrified at the thought of not being able to fight him off. Not that I could, but knowing I could try is better than having no ability.
“They won’t let me kill you,” Latham answers, and I nod.
I look down; handprints mar my skin. Blaine's on my stomach and left breast; Xavier’s on my thigh.
Latham grips the back of my neck, dragging me closer, and I feel his cock slide between my folds.
I shiver. His lips crash against mine hungrily.
My nails dig into his chest as I lean into him, kissing him back.
His hand slides to the side of my neck, cupping it.
Xavier kisses my shoulder, and I feel his hand move down my back to my ass before moving between Latham and me. I lift my hips, refusing to break the kiss, while Xavier positions Latham's head at my entrance.
He feels so much bigger than Blaine or Xavier, and I fight the urge to look down, knowing I don't want to honestly know if his cock’s changed when he did. Latham chuckles against my lips.
"You definitely don't want to look down," he mumbles before kissing me deeper.
I press my weight down on him, taking in the head of him, and I jerk back as part of him slips inside my tight confines. A strangled gasp leaves me, and I try to pull away when Latham grips my neck tighter, and his other hand grabs my hip and slams me down on him, impaling me on his cock.
He swallows my pained, strangled scream as my eyes well with tears. I remain still, and Latham's lips move to my neck when I felt Xavier's hand cup my pussy before he rubs my clit with his fingertips in a circular motion, relieving some of the pain.
I moan as his fingers move quicker, and I feel Latham's cock twitch inside me when my walls clench around him. His cock becomes slick in his juices, and I roll my hips against Xavier’s fingers.
"That's it. Good girl," Latham growls as I move quicker, riding on his massive length.
Latham's hand on my hip tightens, and he slams me down on him, moving me quicker. I feel myself climbing higher when the hand on my neck starts to heat, the pain slivering like tendrils down my neck. Then I feel hands move to my hips and the bed dips between Latham's legs.
Lips brush my shoulder, and I look over my shoulder with half-hooded eyes to see Xavier.
He pecks my lips when I feel his magic slip over me, and the head of him presses against my ass.
I turn back to Latham as pleasure makes my stomach tighten and my skin heat.
My airy moans fill the quiet room when I feel something move between my cheeks before Xavier shoves his finger inside me, working it in and stretching me.
My head rolls forward, and my walls constrict around Latham, making him groan before I feel his finger leave me before he pushes the tip in.
I rock my hips against Latham, taking in Xavier inch by pleasurable inch when he slams into me.
At the same time, I jolt as searing pain radiates through my neck, making me grit my teeth.
My body tenses when I feel lips brush mine and a hand tug my hair back.
Blaine kisses me while Xavier rams into me.
The sensations are so different that I am struggling to focus on anyone.
Pleasure and pain ripple through me while the heat of Latham's hand bleeds into my neck and hip.
Latham's lips latch onto my nipple while Blaine's tongue assaults my mouth, stroking every inch with his tongue, tasting all of it.
I moan into his mouth when Latham's mouth moves up my neck. His hand on my hip rocks me against him while Xavier slams into me, and I feel the first flutter as my stomach twists and coils as my orgasm nears.
My clit pulsates, and my pussy grips Latham, when I am thrown over the edge violently. Blaine lets me go, and I scream my release when Latham's lips crash against mine.
His tongue moves across my teeth, and his hand on my neck moves slightly, allowing his thumb to hold my mouth open when fire so hot rages up my throat, and I thrash.
Feeling like my entire body has been engulfed in lava.
My throat scorches so badly that my scream dies out, and I forget the pain on my skin.
I can only focus on the blistering pain that sears through my chest and up my throat when it suddenly stops and is replaced with an ice-cold sensation that doesn't extinguish the burn but creates another one as it writhes through my chest.
Despite the agony, my orgasm still pulsates, and as he pulls away, I feel like I am floating.
Latham pecks my lips, and I feel Xavier shove into me again before stilling, and so does Latham.
I can feel both their seeds filling and coating me as I feel weightless, like I am floating and having some strange, out-of-body experience.
My eyes flutter as I fight the urge to pass out, and I can feel my sweat rolling down my skin.
"Is it gone?"
I see Latham nod, though he is blurry just before my eyes shut.
"So who was it?" one of them asks .
My heart beats erratically at his words as I am plunged into oblivion.
"Leviathan."