Chapter 9 #2
As if summoned by his words, footsteps approach from down the hall, not hurried, but deliberate. Purposeful. My heart hammers against my ribs as anticipation builds. Because they’ll see me, laying over a table, Leif running a calloused fingertip down my spine.
Davi appears first, his dark eyes widening at the sight of me bent over the table. Enzo follows close behind, his pants pulled on but unbuttoned.
Davi? Davi is still naked. I’m not sure he ever put clothes back on after Leif stripped them off of him.
“Sharing is caring,” Davi says, his voice a low rumble that sends shivers down my spine.
Leif’s hands grip my hips, positioning me as Enzo approaches from the front. The air between us crackles as he moves around the table to stand at our side.
“We’re going to ruin you,” Enzo murmurs, tilting my chin up to meet his gaze. “And you’re going to love every second of it.”
Three men. A museum hallway. Two-thousand-dollar dress on a bench somewhere behind me. Six months ago I would have died of the shame of this. The shame is in the room. It is just not the loudest voice in the room.
My lust is.
I know logically I shouldn’t tease the bear, but I do. “Prove it.”
Enzo’s mouth crashes against mine as Leif enters me from behind in one smooth thrust. The dual sensation of fullness and pressure makes my vision blur at the edges.
Enzo’s tongue dives into my mouth swiping before he pulls away too soon. His eyes are completely black and full of me.
Leif pulls out of me again but this time he grabs me and hauls me to his chest, his forearm holding me to him. “You think you can take him?” He licks the side of my neck from my shoulder to my ear.
“I already did.” I push back into Leif because he isn’t giving me what I want and what I want is his dick.
“In this tight little ass?” Davi laughs.
Oh. He wants. “You mean?”
Davi holds out his hand. “Do you trust us?”
“Hell no.” I laugh. “But I trust you enough not to fuck my ass raw.”
“Never.”
“Go slow?”
“This time,” he says it like there is the promise of another time and it sends a shiver of anticipation through me. It wasn’t the deal. But I pocket the hope for a rainy day when I want to remember them. In detail.
“Enzo. Lay down.” Leif’s voice holds a hard edge to it as he instructs his friend.
“Wait.” I’m looking around because the floor is tile and the tile is cold. And I’m not about to have some bruised knees for a good time.
“Sleeping blanket.” Davi tosses it green side down.
“Where the hell did you find that?”
“I’ve got secrets.” He shrugs.
Enzo lays on the blanket. Naked, again. His cock purple and straining up to the ceiling. Precum drips from the tip and I lick my lips because I need to know how he tastes.
“Walk over to him,” Leif says. “Cowgirl.”
I walk over to Enzo and step over him, giving him the perfect view if I do say so myself.
“Turn around,” Leif corrects quietly. I face Leif, who has all the control right now, and from the looks of it he’s turned on by it.
I spin then kneel on either side of Enzo, cowgirl style.
Enzo is getting a full face of ass but I’m not so sure he cares. Especially not when he drags a finger down my crack.
I reach between us, wrapping my fingers around his shaft, feeling the heat and hardness of him. The anticipation builds as I guide him to my ass. His breath catches when I lower myself, taking just the tip inside.
“Here.” Davi kneels beside me, in his hand is a bottle of lube that I’m almost positive he pours onto Enzo’s shaft. “Better.”
It is. With a soft pop I slide down over Enzo. His cock drags against my ass inch by excruciating inch. I’m not an anal girl. Not by choice, but if the mood strikes and the guy is gentle then yeah, I am an ass girl.
“Fuck, Hadley,” Enzo groans, his fingers digging into my flesh.
Leif appears in front of me, his body pressing against my front. “That’s it,” he murmurs, his lips brushing my ear. “Take him in slowly.” His hands roam over my body. Softly, gently. Before brushing against my nipples, causing me to jerk my hips and moan with pleasure.
I sink down further, feeling Enzo stretch and fill me. The sensation is overwhelming, pleasure mixed with a delicious fullness that makes my head spin. When I’m fully seated, I pause, adjusting to the feeling of him inside me.
“Move,” Enzo commands, his voice strained.
I rock, finding a rhythm that makes us both gasp. My hands brace against Leif’s chest, feeling the rapid beat of his heart beneath my palms. His eyes never leave mine, watching my every reaction with an intensity that makes me feel exposed in the best possible way.
Leif’s hands settle over my hips, helping to guide my movements. “Perfect,” he whispers. “Now, lean back.”
It’s awkward. But Enzo helps by guiding me as I lay on top of him. Leif holds his cock in his hands. “Ready for all three of us?”
Nope. No. Yes. Fuck yes.
My breath catches in my throat as Leif positions himself at my dripping pussy, his cock nudging against me alongside Enzo’s. The pressure is intense, bordering on too much, but when I look into his eyes, that strange, almost supernatural glow, I nod.
“Yes,” I whisper, the word barely audible even to my own ears.
Davi moves closer, his hand gentle as it strokes my hair away from my face. “Open.”
I do, letting him slide his thumb between my lips. The intimacy of the gesture makes my heart stutter. These men, who think they’re vampires, are showing me a vulnerability I never expected.
I’ve never felt.
Leif pushes inside, and the sensation is overwhelming, being filled from both ends, stretched in ways I’ve never experienced. I moan around Davi’s thumb, my body trembling as it tries to accommodate both men.
“Look at me,” Davi commands softly, replacing his thumb with the head of his cock. “Watch me while they take you.”
It’s too much and not enough all at once. The locker room falls away. The hallway goes next. The dress on the bench disappears. I am down to the part of me that has no opinions and no plans.
“Take all of me.” Leif’s voice is strained as he pushes deeper.
Enzo’s hands grip my hips, helping to guide me as the three of them move in a devastatingly coordinated rhythm.
His hands slide up my torso, cupping my breasts as he continues to move beneath me and pinch and twist my nipples until they’re red and straining.
The sensation is overwhelming, being filled, surrounded, worshipped by these three men who should be strangers but feel like something I’ve known all my life.
“Look at us,” Davi murmurs, his thumb tracing my bottom lip as he watches me take him. “Look what we’ve done to you.”