Chapter 22 #2
Oberon begins circling to the foot of the bed, watching with possessive satisfaction. I can feel his gaze burning into me, and it makes me squirm harder. Knowing he likes watching this. Knowing he likes watching me.
“Don’t you dare finish yet,” Oberon warns Ashton. “I want to see her filled up in every way.”
“Then take your turn, fire-king,” Ashton grits out. “I can’t hold back forever.”
Oberon disappears from sight for a minute before I hear the bed shift behind me. I can’t turn to see with Cassius in my mouth, but a minute later, I feel Oberon’s heat behind me.
The fire king gives my ass a slap, then spreads me from behind. I don’t know what he’s doing when I feel his slick tip pressing into my asshole from behind.
Jerking away from Cassius’s cock, I turn around. “What are you doing?”
“Why, my queen, I prepared my cock for you, and now I’m going to fuck you in the ass. Is that alright with you?”
My pussy clenches around Ashton’s cock, and a string of swear words spring from his mouth.
“Will it hurt?” I ask, a little hesitant.
Oberon’s voice gentles. “I would never hurt you.”
Sylvian is breathing hard, pumping his length harder into my hand. “You’ll like it, sweet one. Trust us.”
I do trust them. Even though this seems crazy.
“Okay,” I say softly.
“Say the word ‘labyrinth,’ and it stops,” Cassius tells me, his voice ragged.
Oberon works himself in, centimeter by centimeter, waiting for me to adjust before going deeper each time.
For a man as ruthless as he is in my pussy, he’s surprisingly gentle and patient with my ass, which I’m grateful for.
Still it’s tight and uncomfortable, so I focus on Ashton’s cock in my pussy, on Sylvian’s length sliding in and out of my hand, on Cassius in my mouth, on the electric pressure building everywhere at once.
I curl my nails deeper and deeper into Ashton’s shoulder as Oberon finally manages to sink all the way inside of me, and then I sit there, breathing hard around Cassius cock in my mouth, feeling full in a way I never have before.
It’s overwhelming, but… amazing too.
“Ready?” Oberon whispers, giving my ass another slap.
I nod, because that’s all I can really do.
And I swear to the gods that these men must have done this a million times together, because they work as one. Cocks thrusting at the same time. Cocks pulling out at the same time. Over and over again.
Something crawls up the back of my brain. Shoots through my body. Makes every nerve in my body stand on end, and turns my nipples hard as glass.
Ashton leans up and grabs my breasts, sucking on one as they continue to plunge in and out of me. My vision wavers. Changes. The hairs on my arms stand on end. It feels… so good. So right. Better than anything I could’ve ever imagined.
I realize I’ve been holding myself completely still, and that realization smacks me out of it. I begin to move between Ashton and Oberon, making them both groan, and I eagerly start to suck Cassius and pump Sylvian, drawing curses from Sylvian, and a hiss of breath from Cassius.
We move together. As one. Perfectly made for each other.
Pleasure builds and builds. I feel myself coming undone, and then I’m exploding, my pussy throbbing with pleasure. My nerves singing and alive.
I’m panting, sucking, moving, riding. Four cocks.
Four incredible men. My orgasm sweeping over me, threatening to shatter me into pieces.
My vision goes black. Everything’s gone, and then it slowly begins to come back as I feel them coming all over me, on me, inside of me, their seed warm and sexy.
A sign they want me just as much as I want them.
When we finish, none of us moves for a long time before Oberon slaps my ass and pulls out of me from behind. Then, they take their places around me, and we just lie there, being together. Enjoying this moment of perfection.
After a long time, I start to feel like myself again. My nipples are still painfully hard. My pussy is still throbbing, and my ass aches, but I can actually think.
I’ve come back to the ground.
“I never imagined a life like this,” I admit softly, my voice thick with emotion. “I never thought I could be this happy.”
Oberon’s hand finds mine, his fingers lacing through mine with a possessive tenderness. “You deserve this,” he says firmly. “You deserve all of it.”
Ashton grins, his playful energy already returning. “And you deserve your wedding gifts.”
I blink, momentarily caught off guard. “More gifts?” I ask, laughing softly. “What could you possibly have left to give me?”
Sylvian’s green eyes sparkle with mischief. “We retrieved your horse from the human realm,” he says, his tone light but sincere. “He’s safe in the stables.”
My heart swells at the thought, and I can’t help but smile. “Thank you,” I say, my gratitude spilling over. “That means so much to me.”
They have no idea… or maybe they do.
Cassius’s voice cuts in. “And the fae you wanted dead is dead.”
Oberon’s grin is sharp, almost feral. “Very dead,” he confirms, his tone filled with satisfaction.
Relief washes over me, mingling with a sense of justice. I glance at each of them, my heart so full it feels like it might burst. “I have the best husbands in the world,” I say, my voice trembling with emotion.
They laugh, pulling me closer as if to remind me that this is real, that this is ours.
And as we lie together, the crown of bones glinting faintly in the candlelight from its place on the nearby table, I know that no matter what challenges lie ahead, we’ll face them together. As a family. As a kingdom. As one.
Thank you so much for reading Into the Labyrinth.