24 | Silver
Iflop back onto the bed, boneless, just as Z pushes up from his seat.
Dammit, I should have known this whole thing would be too much for him. Not that I orchestrated getting the three of them in a room together, or their plan to give me lots of orgasms. I just didn’t argue when Ro suggested it to me.
“That’s one,” Dante says as he strips off his shirt and suit trousers. “But you’re going to give us at least another two, aren’t you, Silver?”
It’s not a question. Not really.
Demanding, orgasm-giving Dante is sexy as hell.
Roscoe drops beside me, kissing me fiercely before pulling back with a wide grin. His eyes scan my body and his fingers trail down, down between my breasts all the way to my clit.
“So wet,” he moans.
“Lie down, Roscoe,” Dante orders.
Ro follows his directions without question, throwing himself onto his back and grinning up at me. “Fuck yes.”
“Straddle his legs, Silver. I’m going to fuck your pretty pussy from behind while you suck Roscoe’s cock. How does that sound?”
My brain’s a mess of frayed wires fritzing all over the place, but I know that there’s not much I want more than to feel filled to the brim with these men.
My men.
Glancing over my shoulder at Z’s empty chair, a pang goes through me. Oddly saddened I couldn’t have the full set.
It’s greedy, I know. But there’s always at least one person missing. Today, though, it seems like there’s going to be two.
“Are you joining in, or are you going to stand by the door watching?” Dante asks. When he shifts his body slightly, I can see Zeph standing with his shirt off and his cock pressed up against the front of his pants.
“Not sure yet,” he growls.
The fact he’s still here is enough. I glance up at Dante as he smoothes a hand down my back before slapping my ass.
“Hands and knees, angel.”
I scrabble to do what he asks, remembering his first set of instructions and lowering myself until I’m eye-level with Ro’s impressive dick. My mouth waters and I lick a stripe up the underside of it, relishing in the way he moans helplessly.
“No teasing, sweetheart, or I’ll blow in two seconds.”
I grin up at him and then let out a little yelp as Dante’s hand gives my soaked clit a little slap.
“You ready, Silver?”
“R-ready.”
I open my mouth and let the head of Roscoe’s dick slide inside right as Dante slams his cock into my dripping pussy with no warning.
Fuck.
The stretch is delicious. He fills me up before pausing and checking in with me again.
I let out a garbled noise around Ro’s dick, causing him to moan again.
Dante then snaps his hips back, his fingers finding my clit and massaging it with sure circular movements as he slams his cock into me again.
He fucks me hard and fast, the sounds of slapping skin and mine and Ro’s joined moans filling the room.
“You feel so good. Your perfect pussy is so tight and wet, it’s addictive. I could lose myself in you like this,” Dante growls.
“Don’t stop, sweetheart. So good. You’re swallowing my cock so good,” Roscoe mutters before letting out an incoherent groan of curses under his breath.
I’m vaguely aware of movement to one side and then Zeph is there, naked and on his knees, facing me on the bed. He jerks his cock with hard strokes, his eyes focused intently on my face and the pleasure he can no doubt see written all over me.
It’s all I can do to focus on sucking Roscoe’s cock deep while keeping purchase on the top of the bed with my hands as Dante fucks me with abandon.
I’m so full. Pleasure courses through me and I tingle all over as another orgasm smacks into me hard enough for me to see stars. I swallow Ro’s cock deeper as I come and he moans helplessly as his own release takes him over and he unloads down my throat. I swallow eagerly and then suck in a breath.
Zeph is still fucking his fist without taking his eyes off me and I feel like I’ve been electrified as my orgasm seems to go on forever.
Dante curses under his breath, his hips stuttering as he comes hard inside me, coating my inner walls with his cum. He then pauses and presses kisses down my sweaty back, murmuring soft words.
“You feel so good. I can’t believe I got lucky enough to find this with you, Silver.”
The words are intimate, the kind of thing you might only ever say when it’s just the two of you in darkness, but he’s sharing them in front of my mages. Opening himself up to all of us.
My chest is flung wide open and warmth fills me as my arms finally lose the battle with my body weight and I flop down onto the bed, panting hard.
“It’s not time to rest yet, angel. We said three,” Dante says. “And your storm mage hasn’t come yet. You won’t deny him the orgasm you’re both owed, will you?”
“You don’t have to,” Zeph rumbles. “If it’s too much, we can stop.”
He’s still beside me on the bed. Still rock hard, with his cock fisted and pre-cum dripping from his fingers.
I shake my head. “I think I can manage one more.”
I’m generous like that. Sure, it might kill me, but damn it, I’ll push through.
Z growls deep in his throat and settles his powerful body over me, trailing one finger lazily down my body, sending a pulse of sensation through me. I shiver and then moan as he cups my pussy, staring down at me with a possessive intensity.
“Nice of you to get her wet for me,” he says casually to Dante, his face breaking into a dangerous smirk.
He thrusts his fingers inside me, not seeming to care that Dante’s cum is still leaking out of me. He just continues to smirk while slowly fucking me with his thick fingers.
“Spread your legs wider for me.”
I do as he says, and he stares down at my soaking core, his eyes heating. “You look fucking gorgeous like this. Look at that perfect pussy.” He presses his hard cock against my clit and I suck in a breath. “This is gonna be hard and fast, baby. That good for you?”
I nod frantically. I might have come twice already, but I’m desperate to feel him inside me.
Zeph grins and I’m surprised at how at ease he looks. His shoulders are relaxed, and he’s entirely focused on me as he pushes inside me.
I moan as his fat cock fills me. I tip my head up to see the erotic sight of him stretching me around him. My pussy pulses and Zeph curses under his breath.
“You look damn good stretched around my cock.”
“So damn sexy,” Roscoe mutters from where he’s lying on his side with a couple of feet separating us. He pumps his cock slowly with a lazy grin on his face.
Z fucks me slowly at first, bracketing me on either side with his thick arms. “Fuck, you feel good.”
I tighten my legs around him, wrapping my ankles around his lower back and tugging him closer. He kisses me long and hard, almost desperately, like he’s trying to communicate every wild emotion inside him and pass them along to me.
I tug on his hair as he draws one of my legs higher, resting it on his shoulder and fucking me into the mattress. It’s hard and fast and deep as hell. I cling onto the bedsheets with one hand, unable to tear my eyes away from the point where we’re connected.
“So damn good,” he mutters, giving my clit a little slap.
The slight pain is a shock, and it quickly melds into pleasure as he continues to pound into me, his eyes scanning my face like he’s checking my reactions.
I’m so lost in pleasure, I almost miss Z’s next words as he turns to Dante, who has taken Zeph’s previous position in the corner. When I glance over, his amber gaze is focused on us.
“You think you’re done, old man?” Zeph asks Dante. “One orgasm and it’s all over?”
Dante shakes his head slowly.
“How about you get over here so Silver can sit on your face while I fuck her.” He’s still fucking me as he talks, but he slows the pace slightly and gyrates his hips almost lazily as he has a fucking conversation while his massive cock is inside me.
“What do you think, Silver? You want to be fucked and have the vampire eat you out until you come so hard you see stars?“
Dante’s up and striding over to the bed in a shot. He’s wearing underwear but is otherwise still naked, his broad chest on display.
“Are you sure about this?” he asks Zeph.
It’s only from Z’s slight tightening of his fingers around my ankle that I can tell he’s not one hundred percent easy breezy like he’s making out. He takes a breath and then nods.
“I’ll let you know if I’m not.”
Dante nods and then turns his attention to me. “And is this all right with you, angel?”
I nod, unable to form words. I might be about to lose my mind with pleasure, but I don’t miss how big a deal this moment is.
The level of trust Z is displaying is blowing my mind. No matter how we position ourselves, his cock is going to be inches from Dante’s mouth—and his vampiric fangs.
Zeph rearranges me until Dante’s the one lying flat on the bed and I’m straddling his face. He tugs me down until I’m fully seated and lets out a guttural groan as he starts to eat me out just as Zeph recommences fucking me.
Pleasure floods through my veins and my pussy clenches around Zeph’s cock and he curses again.
“Holy shit, your pussy is soaked. Tight and wet and taking my cock so deep.”
Z fucks me hard, pistoning his hips, and then he gives my nipples a little tweak, sending another spark of sensation straight to my clit just as Dante sucks the little bud into his mouth.
And that’s when I lose it.
Pure sensation goes through me like fireworks beneath the surface of my skin, warmth filling me as Zeph jerks and groans as he comes inside me as my pussy pulses around him, milking his fat cock. I black out for a second, stars forming just beneath my eyelids as I flop back onto the bed—just like Z promised.
“Holy shit, that was intense.”
Zeph leans down and kisses me, not seeming to care that I just had Dante’s vampire blood in my mouth. He cups my cheek and leans his forehead against mine for a moment before pulling away.
“All right?” Dante asks him.
“All good, man,” Zeph rolls over, pulling me against his chest as Roscoe snuggles against my back.
Dante stares at us for a moment and for a second, I think he’s going to join us. He then disappears from the room, the door closing quietly behind him. My chest constricts slightly as disappointment surges through me.
But with Zeph’s thick arm wrapped around me from the front and Roscoe pressing soft kisses to the back of my neck, I let out a contented sigh.
There’s the sound of the door opening and I can’t bring myself to lift my head. Warmth presses between my legs and I grumble.
“Wh-what?”
“Relax, angel. I’m just cleaning you up,” Dante says softly.
He cleans me up for a moment until Z grumbles. “Don’t do it too well, man. I want to know that there’s still some of my cum inside of her.”
I shake my head. “My birth control potion is still active, dummy.”
Zeph grunts, pressing a kiss to the top of my head. “Doesn’t matter. Don’t care.”
To my surprise, Dante then joins us on the bed, lying on the other side of Ro, who then rearranges himself, moving down the bed so his head is resting on my stomach so Dante can cuddle up to me on the other side.
I let out another soul-deep sigh of contentment, feeling like I’m exactly where I need to be.