Chapter 12 #2
I reach my hilt, and realize I’m holding her hips too hard, then let go. We’re all breathing hard. The others watching. Her on top of me.
Ashton leans over and pulls her face toward him, and then his mouth is on hers.
Oberon leans over from the other side and sucks one of her hard nipples.
Her pussy gushes around me, enjoying every bit of their touches.
Cassius shifts lower on the bed, and then I glimpse him sliding his hands above my cock, stroking her.
Her entire body jerks, and she clenches me harder. I’m losing my mind. Trying to think about my people. This mission. The labyrinth. Anything to keep me from exploding before she does.
Gripping her hips, I start to slowly thrust in and out of her. Taking my time. Bringing her pleasure. I love this woman with all my heart. I won’t be a man deserving of her if I can’t make her feel incredible in bed. That’s my job, just as much as it is to protect her and provide for her.
I start moving faster and faster, and then she starts sliding onto my cock, meeting my thrusts the best she can. Each time we thrust together, stars explode in front of my vision, and my length trembles. Each time I feel myself getting closer and closer to the edge.
Ashton breaks their kiss. Sucking down her neck before finding her other nipple and sucking there too. Her back arches, and she buries her hands in Ashton and Oberon’s hair, pulling them closer. Her body shudders, and she absolutely soaks my length, not so subtle evidence of her desire.
As our rhythm increases, faster and faster, harder and harder, she begins to cry out my name, and the sound makes everything inside of me lose control.
I grab her hips hard and hammer into her while her cries get louder and louder.
Her inner-muscles clench me, and then she orgasms, riding me hard as the waves of her desire wash over her.
That’s it. That’s all I need. I got her there, and now… I just let go. My cock tightens, then explodes, my seed coating her insides. Every nerve along my erection is alive, and my body is pulsing with pleasure.
Sex has always been good. Always been something I enjoy. But this? This is something else. This is me creating a permanent bond with the woman I love. Linking us forever.
I’ll never let her go. Not after this.
She collapses on top of me, but the three men continue to touch her. Oberon and Ashton suck her nipples eagerly, while Cassius strokes her pussy. None of them seem to want to stop. Not that I blame them.
Alette settles against me, a little moan slipping past her lips. “You guys have to stop. I’m going to go again.”
“So, go again,” I tease.
She looks back at me. “I feel like I’ll come undone.”
I kiss her. “You’ve had enough for one night?”
She hesitates, but then nods.
“Our woman needs a break,” I say.
The others pull away from her with obvious regret on their faces.
I can’t imagine what Oberon and Ashton are feeling, but I also know she couldn’t have handled them too tonight.
Oberon with his fire, and Ashton with his complete and utter lack of self control, need to be with her when she’s more experienced.
I slide her off of me, and she rests beside me, her breathing already starting to slow, her body softening in a way that makes something in my chest tighten. I don’t move. I’d never move, if I had a choice.
The warmth of her against my side. The way her fingers rest loosely against me, like she trusts me not to disappear, it melts my heart. Just a short time ago, this woman was kicking me in the crotch and running for her life. Now, she’s in my arms.
I glance past her, briefly, taking in the others.
Oberon lies close on her other side, tense but contained, his gaze flicking between us and the fire like he’s holding something back by sheer force of will.
Cassius lies behind him, his expression quieter now, but there’s a shift in him I recognize.
Satisfaction, yes, but something deeper beneath it.
And Ashton, he’s watching, not even pretending otherwise.
There’s no humor in him now. Just awareness. Desire. All of it directed at her.
I look back down at Alette. At the way she fits here. Between us. With us. It’s truly perfect.
A quiet breath leaves me. Not long ago, I would have thought this impossible. Sharing anything of value with them, let alone someone like her, would have been unthinkable. We were enemies. Rivals. Bound by obligation and power, not trust.
And now I lie here, her body still warm against mine, knowing they all feel what I feel. Knowing none of us are willing to step away.
It should feel wrong, but it doesn’t. Because it’s not just her that’s changed. It’s all of us. The way Oberon holds himself back when it comes to her. The way Ashton watches instead of taking. The way Cassius yields control, but only when it matters. We’ve bent. Adjusted. For her.
Because of her.
I let my fingers brush lightly along her arm, slower now, careful not to wake her. I don’t want to break this moment. I want to just pretend for a night that this will be my life forever.
Lowering my head, I press a quiet kiss to her temple, lingering there for just a second longer than necessary.
She shifts slightly at the contact, her breath catching before settling again, and my chest aches at the sight.
I’ve always respected her strength. Admired it.
But this is different. This is knowing her.
Being trusted by her. Being chosen. Even if it’s not just me.
A faint, almost humorless breath escapes me. I never thought I would be grateful for that. And yet… I am. Because it means she’s here. With us. Still within reach.
My gaze lingers on her face as her breathing evens out completely, her body finally giving in to sleep. Peaceful. Unaware of the storm she’s left in her wake.
I study her, committing this woman to memory. The softness, the quiet, the way she looks when she’s not fighting to survive. I’m lucky. The word comes unbidden. But it fits. Despite everything. Despite the labyrinth. Despite the mistakes I’ve made. I am lucky.
I settle back slightly, careful not to disturb her, my attention never fully leaving her even as the fire crackles softly in the background. There’s no way to know what tomorrow will bring. But, for now, I don’t really care. Today’s blessings are enough.
Alette is enough.