Chapter Fourteen
W yatt was right. My heat hits hard about an hour after we finish eating.
The two of us are sitting on the couch when I start complaining about being hot, and he just grins at me.
I make a face, annoyed by his arrogance. “You’re an asshole.”
“Only sometimes, but that doesn’t change the fact that your heat is starting.” To soften his words, Wyatt leans over and brushes his lips against mine. “You’re still good with them being here, right? I can send them packing if you’ve changed your mind.”
I wave off his words. “They’re already here, and they’ve already proven that they can walk away after a heat, so I’m sure they’ll have no problem doing it again as soon as mine is done.”
Wyatt winces. “Ouch.”
“Too much truth?”
He scoffs. “Too much bitterness—not that it’s not completely understandable—but I’m not going to lie. It’s not a good look on you.”
I shrug, not really giving a shit what he thinks right now—which is my first clue it’s time to head for the bedroom.
“Yeah, I’m not sure having a conversation with me right now is a good idea. It’s coming hard and fast.” I push to my feet, dropping my robe to the floor, and head toward my bedroom.
Wyatt chuckles, his voice trailing behind me as I hear him call out, “Heat is on, boys!”
I feel my annoyance slip away from me as need rises within me. My belly cramps slightly as I climb onto the bed. Rolling onto my back, my hands trail over my body as I grow wet. Pinching my nipples, my eyes haze over as five men come barreling into my room in various states of undress.
“Yes,” I hiss. “I need you. Please.”
“I’ve got you, babe.” Wyatt’s already naked when he climbs onto the bed, staying on his hands and knees as he crawls to me, hunger in his dark blue eyes. Desire and lust fill the room, and I’m unsure if it’s from his powers or my heat. Either way, I don’t really care. “You don’t have to worry. We have you. We’ll make you feel so good.”
My eyes fall from his face to his swinging cock, and I lick my lips. What I wouldn’t give to have my lips wrapped around his massive cock.
“My eyes are up here, babe.” Wyatt chuckles as he settles between my legs, leaning forward to brush his lips against mine. “But feel free to look at my cock like that anytime you’d like.”
“Fuck me,” I demand, and he just chuckles.
“Not yet. One of you needs to get up here and occupy her mouth. She’s a mouthy little shit when she doesn’t get what she wants.” Wyatt ducks down, closing his mouth around my nipple as his fingers trail along my pussy.
A mewl falls from my lips, my back arching as I beg him for more. My words are already failing me, so I have to use my body to demand what I want.
A shadow falls over me, and I turn my head to find Ty settling beside me. He’s not wearing his glasses, allowing me to stare into his beautiful green eyes.
“Hey,” he whispers, leaning in until our lips are almost touching but not quite.
I scoff, leaning forward to kiss him. This cautious bullshit is going to have to go. I want the Ty from ten years ago—the demanding one who surprised the hell out of me.
Running my tongue across his lip, I bite down on it when he doesn’t open for me. He gasps before deepening the kiss as Wyatt pushes into me with his fingers, tearing a moan from me that Ty swallows down.
I can feel the bed dipping around us, telling me the others are joining us, but right now, my focus is solely on Wyatt and Ty. Wyatt’s mouth moves back and forth between my nipples, licking and sucking before biting just hard enough to hit that line between pain and pleasure. With each thrust of his fingers, he pulses them against my G-spot and sends shivers of pleasure throughout my body.
Ty’s demanding kiss distracts me from being sent over the edge entirely too soon, but my orgasm is building and building with each thrust of fingers and swipe of tongues. My hips jerk up to meet Wyatt’s fingers, the haze of my heat becoming heavier and heavier.
When someone’s mouth finds my clit, I detonate, coming hard and fast as Ty breaks our kiss and allows me to scream out my pleasure. My entire body is taut as wave after wave of pleasure crashes through me. Neither Wyatt nor Carter, whose mouth is wrapped around my clit, let up until I collapse back onto the bed, panting.
“One down and a million more to go,” Oliver says with a chuckle, his face appearing in my line of sight. “You’re still the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen—especially when you’re coming.”
His words do something funny to my stomach as it flips, but I can’t seem to grasp onto the thoughts trying to flood my head. My heat is well and truly started, and all thoughts beyond dicks and being railed into the bed are gone.
“I need your cocks. I need to be filled up. I need it. Please,” I beg, shuffling on the bed, even as my legs tighten around Wyatt’s hips.
Wyatt smirks. “You’ve already had my cock, babe. It’s time to let some of these other sad bastards fill you up.”
I shrug, turning my attention to Ty. “I want to ride your cock.”
“And who the hell says no to that?” Ty mutters, eyes wide as he rolls onto his back.
Wyatt lifts me like I weigh nothing—how fucking sexy is that—and settles me so I’m straddling Ty. I grasp his hard cock, eyes going wide when I realize it’s pierced .
“Ohhh, I like this. Can’t wait to suck your cock, Ty.” I trail my fingers lightly over the six bars piercing his length, grinning up at him. “But that’s for later.”
Hovering over him, I lower myself onto him slowly. My eyes roll in the back of my head as the piercings rub along my walls as I take him all the way to the hilt.
Oh, yes, I am a fan of pierced cocks.
Leaning forward, I kiss him as my hips begin to lift and rock against him. The kiss is sloppy as the two of us moan together, but I wouldn’t have it any other way.
“Do you need more, precious?” Turning my head, I find Oliver kneeling beside me and Ty, his hand stroking his cock.
“More. Yes. That.”
I’m not really sure what he’s offering, but my body says more is better.
A hand strokes over my ass, startling me. Never stopping my movements as I ride the work of art that is Ty’s cock, I twist to see Carter kneeling behind me. He holds up a bottle of what I’m assuming is lube, and I lick my lips.
“Yes,” is all that spills from my lips as I turn my attention back to Oliver, surprising him when I lean forward to take his cock between my lips. A hum leaves me as Oliver’s hand finds its way into my hair and tugs gently. He makes things easier for me by pushing his weight onto his knees instead of sitting on his feet, making it so I don’t have to reach so far as he pushes into my throat, and I swallow around him.
“Fucking hell,” Oliver hisses. “I forgot how magical this mouth is. You’re taking us so good, precious. Carter is going to prep your ass so he can fuck you there. Then you’ll be so full, you won’t know what to do yourself.”
I whimper around his length as lube spills between my cheeks before being rubbed into my puckered hole. I greedily suck down Oliver’s cock as Ty takes over, fucking into me from below. My body goes taut when one of Carter’s fingers breaches me before I relax into the hold the three of them have me in.
My body feels like it’s on fire as different sensations rush through me—the weight of Oliver’s cock in my mouth, the taste of his pre-cum on my tongue, the tightness that somehow feels amazing as Carter adds a second finger, the feel of Ty’s pierced cock dragging along my walls and hitting my G-spot over and over again.
It’s all too much, and I come. Oliver backs off, his cock falling from my mouth as my body shakes while the other two continue to fuck into me.
When I can breathe again, I collapse on Ty’s chest as he stills and Carter’s fingers disappear from my ass. A whimper spills from my lips as they leave me wanting—always wanting more.
More. More. More.
I don’t realize I’m speaking out loud until Ty’s lips brush against mine. “We’ll give you more. You just have to be patient. Your heat makes you feel invincible, but you’re not. Just breathe.”
“You look so hot, precious.” Oliver lifts my chin until I meet his blue eyes. “Look at what you’re doing to Aidan and Wyatt.”
He turns my head so I’m looking on the other side of Ty, my eyes immediately finding Aidan and Wyatt as they lean against the headboard. Their eyes are filled with heat as their hands stroke up and down their cocks—their delicious-looking cocks.
I want their cocks in my mouth. Mmmm…Yes, that sounds amazing.
I feel Ty chuckle beneath me, and I wonder if I’ve spoken my thoughts out loud once again. Before I can ponder on that for too long, Carter’s cock is pressing into me .
I sigh as he seats himself fully, loving the feeling of having two cocks inside of me, but I need more. Turning my head to Oliver, I drop my mouth open and stick out my tongue.
“Yes, precious.” Oliver chuckles, sliding back into my mouth. I hum my approval around him as the three of them begin to move. At first, they take turns, but it’s not enough for me. I end up fucking myself between Ty and Carter as I suck down Oliver before they get the idea.
The four of us move together in a synchronized dance older than time, sweat dampening our skin, but all I can focus on is how their dicks feel inside of me and an overwhelming pleasure that hums inside of me as I build up once more.
Oliver’s hand tightens in my hair, his movements growing jerky before he spits out, “I’m going to come.”
He tries to pull away so he’s not buried so deep in my throat, but I’m having none of that. I swallow around him, jerking my head forward until I’m taking as much of him as I can, and he explodes.
“Fuck, Lila. Your mouth is heaven. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. ”
I swallow his cum—or at least most of it—and smile as he pulls away. As he collapses back onto the bed, my lips find Ty’s and when his mouth falls open, I use my tongue to push the remainder of Oliver’s cum into his mouth.
Ty groans, stiffening before his hands close around my hips, and he hammers into me from below. I swallow his groan as he comes, his hips grinding into me and sending me right over the edge with him.
This time, it’s Ty who swallows my groan as I spasm in his and Carter’s hold. Carter lets out a long, low moan as he slows his movements, filling me with his cum as he thrusts in and out of me.
The three of us collapse into a heap, but my eyes are already on the only two who haven’t come yet—Wyatt and Aidan. They’re both stroking their cocks with quick, short movements, and I know they’re close. I wiggle between Ty and Carter until they slide out of me, and I’m able to crawl across the bed.
Aidan is the closest, so I slide my mouth over his tip as my hand slips to his balls. One more stroke and he’s coming undone in my mouth. I swallow him down before lifting my head, shooting him a smile, and moving over to Wyatt.
“You want my cum, don’t you, babe?” Wyatt pants, and I nod. He continues to stroke himself while wrapping his free hand in my hair. He yanks me down on his cock as his hand falls away, pulling me all the way down his significant length until he’s buried deep in my throat.
This time, I know it’s his magic at play as a wave of lust rushes through me, and I come hard as his cum fills my throat. He fucks my mouth as I collapse onto the bed, his hold the only thing keeping my head upright.
Finally, he pulls me off his cock and sags in relief. He lays my head gently onto his thigh, and I sigh as sleep calls to me now that I’ve been fucked and filled with the cum my heat demands—at least until it comes back with a vengeance.
For now, I’m going to rest, knowing the five of them will take care of me while I rest my body. I hum in pleasure as someone settles at my back, their hand finding my cunt and pushing the cum back inside of me with their fingers. It takes me a moment to realize it’s Ty, who has apparently picked up a breeding kink in the last ten years?
Not wanting my mind to drift down that trail, I allow sleep to drag me under.