Kade swallowed her mewling as he sucked her tongue into his mouth. Moments later, he forced her to open and thrust his own tongue in to tangle with hers as their mouths fused. A firm thumb on her jaw kept her positioned for deep kissing, and the other hand Kade tangled in her hair to stop her head from escaping.
She relaxed her body into the hands capturing her, feeling pleasure steal her tension.
War thrust quick and hard against her sudden capitulation. His cock rubbed up against Bastion’s trapped dick, the two only separated by a thin, sensitive membrane.
Her scream of pleasure, arching from her core as her whole body clenched in response, was released as Kade pulled up from their kiss. His stormy eyes were dark with lust, a beast that was barely leashed. He’d fucked her hard before and was prepared to do it again.
Kade knew when she needed it gentle or rough.
Keir scraped his teeth along the top of one of her breasts, just barely skimming the nipple. The twin to the guy looking at her with dark promises in his eyes brought his own head up and gave her dual commanding gazes.
They were practically in each other’s familiar heads, and they knew how to work together best to get her to scream their names.
“You ready to suck our dicks?” Keir asked.
“And let us fuck your tits?” Kade added, a modification of their initial plan.
Bastion fisted her hair from behind, his hand over top of Kade’s grip. He pulled her head back another inch.
“Open your mouth and grab your breasts, squeezing them together,” Bastion ordered.
War punctuated it with another thrust, pulling back and going in deep, slowly. She moaned long and low in response, unable to move even an inch with all the holds the guys had on her body.
They were going to fill her, all fuck her at once.
“Hurry!” she demanded.
Keir painted her lips with his salty precum, rubbing the silky wet glans over her mouth, then slapping the heavy head against her tongue as she opened wide.
Slippery lube squirted out on her chest, sliding down between her breasts.
The twins thrust together. She groaned as Bastion and War moved their hips a moment later, all of them taking pleasure as her body squeezed and she sucked.
There was no finesse in their movements. One body pushed and another gave. War flexed his biceps against the back of her knees as he tipped her for a better angle. Someone nipped her thigh as she twisted, someone else sucked a hickey onto her shoulder. Bastion took over holding her breasts with thumbs on her nipples. Her fingers scratched down whatever hard, muscular parts she could grasp.
She climaxed and knew they weren’t done with her.
“That’s one,” Bastion ground out. He yanked her spasming body down hard on his thighs.
“I can count, Bossy,” she spat as Keir freed her mouth of his cock. She gave it an appreciative lick.
“Good, Pumpkin. My brother and I never settle for just one of anything when we’re competing,” Keir said in an evil assurance.
The sensual torment was to continue.
Kade fed her his cock before she could say anything more, the strawberry-flavoured lube they were using sweet on her tongue.
War bounced her pelvis between his faster thrust into her pussy and Bastion’s slow rock of his hips from behind. Keir licked and nipped a path up her neck, his fingers replacing Bastion’s on her tits and rolling both nipples. Bastion moved his hand back up her sides, one finding the hair at the nape of her neck again and fisting her hair for control of her head. They all moved and moaned in pleasure.
Keir’s pierced dick rubbed against her hip, finding her sweaty skin the perfect friction as he humped her side without hesitation.
Another slap echoed.
“Keep your dick between her tits, Trouble,” Bastion snapped, using her nickname for Keir.
Keir must have come too close to crossing swords. Or maybe it was his mouth on her neck, so close to licking Bastion’s hand fisting her hair at the nape.
Bastion’s firm hold on both of them, verbally and physically, made her even wetter. The tension between them all ratcheted up. None of her guys were less than alphas, but Bastion was the Dom with the capital D.
He’d share her on his terms.
Keir would steal her for a quickie alone if he got the chance, just to stick his tongue out at Bastion.
Kade popped his cock from her mouth. “Suck my brother’s dick until he begs for mercy, Pumpkin,” Kade suggested. “I’m about to add cream on top of your strawberry tits.”
“Just wait,” War bit out.
He pinched her clit and pushed into her hard, taking advantage of the twins’ distraction to be rougher. There were no pierced dicks in her mouth, less hands holding her still.
She climaxed as if on command.
“That’s two,” War rumbled out.
Kade snagged one of her hands and put in on his dick, helping her stroke him. “Make it three before she either sucks Keir off or jerks me off over her tits,” he challenged.
Bastion bit her left ear, sucking on the lobe. He released the tiny hurt and whispered into her ear, just for her.
“Don’t be afraid to use a little nails and teeth, Kitten. They’re closer than they want to admit and need it rougher to push them over the edge.”
Timely advice. Keir gave a sexy hiss as she caught the sensitive edge of his glans against her teeth, going in. Kade mimicked his brother’s sharp sound of pleasure as she ran her nails lightly down the shaft of his cock with her next stroke.
War pulled up on his grip under her knees, his thrusts picking up pace, shorter and more brutal. Bastion groaned behind her, feeling every body-shaking piston of War’s hips driving into hers as War pushed for his own orgasm.
There was no denying that the third time she climaxed was embarrassingly quick on the heels of her second orgasm.
War followed.
Keir got one shout of triumph as Kade shot his release across her chest before Keir lost the battle to hold out his climax and joined them.
She swallowed, sucking gently on Keir’s cock for every last drop as his reward. He gasped her name, cupping her face and bending right in half to kiss the back of her head. Slowly he pulled his cock from her lips.
“Third time’s the charm,” Bastion said.
He took over War’s hands under her legs and lifted her more firmly onto his thighs as the other guys backed away. War slid warm and wet from her sore pussy, her sheath clenching on the absence of his fullness, the semi-hard cock still capable of penetration. Their combined release slicked her thighs as Bastion reached between them and found her aching clit with his fingers, mindless of the mess.
He had one goal.
“All of us. Give me one last climax,” he coaxed.
He pulled her back against his chest, slowly rocked his hips so she felt his cock shift in her ass, the penetrating connection between their bodies. His fingers barely moved on her clit, cautious of her tenderness after War’s hard pounding.
“Come, kiss our pretty girl, pet our Kitten,” Bastion said as the other three guys eyed her sweaty, slick body for dessert.
She closed her eyes.
Kade’s lip ring brushed along the tense muscles of one side of her neck as she arched to bare more skin to his hickey. War’s lips kissed her mouth with sweet softness and the rough purr of her nickname in his rumbling accent. Keir fingered her pussy as he felt inside her sheath for that spot that made her shiver and cry out for the intense spike of pleasure that shot through her body.
Bastion’s hips jerked beneath her, uncontrolled as he joined her final orgasm. It burned and filled her in a way that promised to remind her tomorrow that he’d had her longest.
Greedy, dark prince.
She pulled up out of his arms and twisted around the moment he released her. Rode his chest the rest of the way down with her hands on his shoulders. Kissed his mouth until both of them had to stop for breath.
“Last one in t
he water is a rotten egg,” Keir taunted.
Tess whipped her head up.
“Or has to wear Pumpkin’s kitty-boxers to school for a week,” Kade proposed, taking off running.
“Guess that means Tess-girl will be wearing her kilt proper regimental if someone else has her shorts?” War said with a whoop, joining the race to the water.
Tess elbowed Bastion hard in the gut.
“Remember this, Bossy: payback’s a kitten!” she yelled, determined to get ahead.
Bastion laughed, not even trying to get up.
“It’s like you want me to know you’ll be breaking school rules, Pumpkin. Just looking for an excuse to be bent over in an empty classroom and spanked for misbehaviour,” Bastion taunted her as she ran.
Every bit of his authoritative bossiness came through that impertinent proposal, putting a hitch in her gait as she looked back at him.
She stuck her tongue out.
“Catch me if you can!”
End
Maeren Series
Every Witch Demon but Mine
No Witch Way Out
Witch Darkness Follows - coming soon
Victory Lap Series - Complete
Impetuous
Duplicity
Faerie Series - Complete
No Faerie Tale Love
Falling Into Faerie After
Faerie Cursed, Nevermore
Faerie short - Wild Ride
Standalones
The Bully Switch novella
About the Author
I’ve enjoyed cafe sua dau on a Saigon street. The binary system is a language and I remember the first thing I ever cooked in a microwave (hotdog) and when I was the only girl in a classroom full of boys and noisy computers. It was no typing class. I heal people and soothe souls for those that can’t be cured. I’m a fangirl. I believe in fairness and rescuing kitties from trees. You can depend on me. Book recommendations are the best gift next to a smile. Humour is a must. You live a lot to learn. Be kind.
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