16. Lily #2
It shouldn’t feel this good to just please them.
But it’s not enough.
I need more.
I rise to my feet, and as if on cue, my robe slides down, pooling at my feet.
Their gazes devour my naked skin with hunger. I feel exposed in the best possible way, and my skin prickles with anticipation under their stares.
“Fuck, Lily,” Leo groans, his hand ghosting up my stomach, cupping my breast, his thumb teasing my nipple. “You’re perfect. So goddamn perfect.”
Raph glides over behind my earlobe with his tongue, drawing a breathy moan from my lips. “I could just eat you alive,” he growls, his fingers sliding between my thighs, teasing. “And we will. Every. Single. Inch of you.”
I’m panting now, my body wound tight, my hips rocking shamelessly against Raph’s teasing fingers. “Take me now. Both of you.”
Raph grins with pure sin, pushing me onto the bed. “Oh, don’t worry sweetheart. You’re going to have us. Over and over again, until you can’t take it anymore.”
“Until you’re screaming our names and the entire Haven knows who you belong to,” Leo adds, rubbing my clit in long, torturous circles.
“But first,” Raph murmurs, dropping to his knees, spreading my trembling thighs wider. “We’re going to taste you. Make you come on our tongues again and again until you’re a shaking, sobbing mess. Then, we’re going to knot you so deep and hard, you’ll feel us for days.”
His mouth is fire and silk, his tongue flicking, lapping, devouring me like he hasn’t eaten for days. The first drawn-out stroke makes me cry out, my thighs shaking against his shoulders.
Leo’s fingers never stop, teasing, stroking, pressing inside me with unbearable precision.
A deep growl vibrates against my lips as Raph grips my thighs tighter, spreading me open, holding me exactly where he wants me. Pinned, perfectly angled.
“That’s it, sweetheart,” Leo murmurs, his breath hot against my ear as his fingers work me open. “Let us hear you.”
A cry spills from my lips as Raph’s tongue circles just right, the pressure relentless, teasing me to the edge, pulling me back just enough to keep me hovering, desperate.
My hands fly to his hair, tugging, gripping, demanding more.
Leo chuckles, indulgent. “You’re so wet,” he muses, rolling my nipple between his fingers before soothing the ache with his tongue.
Raph hums against me, the vibration sparking another moan from my lips. “You’re soaking for us,” he murmurs, lifting his head just enough to meet my dazed stare, his lips wet, his expression sinful. “You taste like heaven, sweetheart. And we’re not nearly done with you.”
I whimper as his mouth crashes down on me again, harder, more insistent, wrecking me.
Leo’s hand slides up my throat, tilting my chin, forcing me to meet his gaze. Dark. Intense. Possessive.
“Ours.”
Pleasure slams into me, my body locking up as I shatter apart.
I come, trembling and spent.
But it’s still not enough.
Because this is just the beginning.
Because they are my Alphas.
And I want them to ruin me.
“Fuck me now,” I demand, my voice wrecked, breathless. “Make me come harder.”
Raph groans, gripping my thighs, his hold strong and sure. “You have no idea what you’re asking for, sweetheart.”
Before I can catch my breath, Leo shifts above me, settling into a perfect 69 position, his weight pressing me firmly into the mattress. His tongue sweeps over my clit with precise, torturous intent, sending a shudder through me as his cock hovers temptingly close to my lips.
I moan, opening for him, taking him in as he groans above me.
“Fuck,” Leo rasps, his hips pressing forward just enough to push deeper. “You make me wanna come, babe.”
Heat flares through me, but Raph is about to wreck me.
His hands grip my hips, lifting me just enough to position himself. The thick head of his cock presses against my entrance, teasing, stretching—until, with one smooth thrust, he buries himself inside me.
A strangled moan escapes, vibrating around Leo’s cock as Raph fills me completely, pushing deep, hitting a spot that makes my whole body tighten.
“Shit,” Raph groans, his fingers digging into my hips. “You feel so goddamn good.”
He pulls back, then thrusts again, taking his time, every inch dragging against my walls, making me shudder.
Leo hums approvingly against my clit, his tongue working in rhythm with Raph’s strokes. Being filled and devoured sends white-hot pleasure burning through my veins.
I whimper, hands clutching at Leo’s thighs as I take them both.
Pleasure coils, sharp and unbearable.
Leo thrusts into my mouth, groaning as he watches Raph wreck me. “Shit, I’m gonna cum,” he pants.
His words send me over the edge.
Raph’s pace quickens, his grip tightening. “Ours,” he growls, his voice rough with possession, as his knot swells.
My whole body seizes, my back arching as my climax rips through me in waves, wringing out every last coherent thought.
I shatter around them, my body trembling, drowning in the intensity of it.
Leo groans as I moan around him, his cock pulsing against my tongue before he spills deep into my mouth, a guttural sound ripping from his throat as his release overtakes him.
“Fuck,” Raph curses as my pussy clenches around him, pulling him deeper. He snarls, gripping my hips hard and slamming into me one last time. “Oh, fuck!” He explodes with a brutal thrust, filling me with hot cum, locking us together completely.
I melt between them, nothing but heat and pleasure.
Shattered and whole all at once.
Completely theirs.
***
I blink slowly, my body deliciously sore, every nerve still humming with the aftershocks of pleasure.
Raph’s chest is pressed against my back, his breath warm at the nape of my neck. Leo is in front of me, his hand curled possessively around my thigh, hitched over his hip, our foreheads resting together.
I’ve never felt so safe.
I shift slightly, and Leo’s eyes flutter open, a satisfied smile pulling at his lips.
“Hey, princess,” he rasps, his voice sleep-rough and unfairly sexy. His breath is warm and clean as it fans over my lips.
He kisses me—languid and intoxicating—before trailing lower, his mouth capturing a mouthful of my breast. His tongue flicks over my nipple before he pulls back, letting it drag against his lips.
A sharp gasp escapes me.
Leo hums in approval, sliding his hand between my legs. His fingers stroke me teasingly before his thumb circles my clit. Measured, precise, devastating.
I whimper, arching into his touch, seeking more.
Behind me, my ass grazes Raph’s cock, and he lets out a short, instinctive growl in his sleep.
“Come inside me,” I gasp as Leo’s fingers press into me, stretching me open.
With effortless grace, he shifts above me, settling between my thighs.
One smooth thrust, and he fills me to the hilt.
The stretch is excruciatingly perfect, his knot already beginning to swell.
“Christ,” he grits out, his fingers digging into my hips. “You’re still so fucking tight. It’s like you were made to take me.”
His hips move, rolling with slow, controlled thrusts, dragging pleasure out of me with every deep stroke.
We stay like this for long, languid minutes, wrapped in a sleepy haze of pleasure, moving in sync.
Until I can’t take it anymore.
A shiver runs through me, pleasure so sharp it borders on pain.
Leo presses his forehead to mine, breath ragged, and I break.
I orgasm quietly, my cunt clenching down around his cock.
“Fuck baby,” he groans, “you’re so sexy.”
I’m still trembling when my hand drifts next to me, fingers wrapping around Raph’s cock. It’s hard, hot, and heavy in my grip.
I glance back and see him watching, his fist lazily stroking himself.
“I want you in my mouth,” I pant, squeezing him.
Raph smirks, something dark flashing in his gaze. “Well, aren’t you eager?”
Then he slides into my mouth.
The weight of him on my tongue makes me moan around his cock. Leo groans at the vibration, his hips snapping forward in response.
Pinned between them, their bodies moving in perfect rhythm, I am drowning in heat, scent, and sensation.
Raph pulls back, a thin strand of saliva connecting us, his gaze dark and possessive. “You’re fucking perfect,” he growls, his voice rough with satisfaction.
Leo’s pace turns ruthless, his thrusts dragging me up the bed with every snap of his hips.
“I’m gonna cum so deep,” he rasps, grip tightening.
Raph slams back into my mouth, his movements becoming erratic, his breaths sharp. “Swallow me,” he demands, voice rough with need.
I hollow my cheeks, sucking harder.
“Fuck,” he groans, his body locking up as he spills hot and thick down my throat.
The taste sends me spiraling.
I convulse around Leo, a second orgasm ripping through me, my scream muffled around Raph’s cock.
Leo groans at the same time, fingers flexing against my skin as he spills deep inside me, his knot locking us together.
I am shaking, overwhelmed, consumed, wrecked in the best way.
Raph’s lips brush over my mating gland, sending a shiver down my spine. “You’re divine,” he murmurs.
Leo collapses beside me, pulling me into his chest, still locked inside me.
“Rest, princess,” he mumbles into my hair, his heartbeat steady beneath my cheek.
Warm hands, soft kisses—one to my temple, another against my shoulder.
And I fall into a deep slumber.