A deep keen leaves my lips as Aeron finally brings his fingers to my apex, still teasing as he circles my clit.
“Aeron, please,” I whisper, thrusting my chest towards Tarl, ignoring my aching ribs, and I move my hips to get Aeron where I want him. My thighs part, allowing him better access as I plead with my body for him to touch me.
“Yes, Dove? Please, what?” he says, his voice a low, husky rumble as he continues to tease me like a fucking dick.Speaking of…He growls when my hand wraps around his rock-solid length under the water, and I feel his abs tighten against my side when I play with the piercing at the tip. “Dove…”
“Yes, Devil Man,” I murmur back, pumping my fist up and down slowly, watching the way his brows furrow, his hooded eyes boring into mine.
“You’re not playing fair,” he breathes out, his other hand gripping the outside of my hip tightly, his fingers digging in.The fingers on my clit don’t let up their teasing strokes, still not touching the place that I’m desperate for any kind of friction on.
“Do you ever play fair?” I ask, my voice just as low and breathy as his. It’s an effort not to close my eyes as Jude sucks a love bite into my neck, and it feels like he’s tugging a wire that’s anchored at my core, sending vibrations of pleasure across my body. Tarl moves to my other nipple, and my grip squeezes Aeron hard with the combined feel of them worshiping my body. The fucker just groans, his eyes rolling as if he loves the rough treatment.
My eyes go wide when a finger plays with my puckered hole, and I snap my attention to a grinning Knox kneeling between my splayed thighs.
“Couldn’t have you forgetting about me, Little Bird,” he tells me, his voice far too fucking sexy for this earth. I gasp as he pushes against the tight ring of muscle, the tip of his finger dipping inside me.
“Oh, fuck,” I moan, my hand moving on Aeron’s dick in a faster rhythm as Knox pushes his finger further inside me. “Aeron, please, please, please.”
My chest is heaving, Tarl grasping it gently and avoiding my hurt ribs as he tries to keep me steady for his attention. I watch Knox as his other arm, the one not between my legs, pumps up and down, the sight of him masturbating building me higher.
“I want your cum,” I tell him, my mouth watering at the thought of him filling it with his seed. “All of yours.”
They pause, Aeron, Tarl, and Knox looking at me as if I’m their dream come true.
“As you wish, Princess Nightingale,” Jude whispers, his lips brushing against my ear before he licks the shell of it, making me shiver. “But ladies first. Us Tailors pride ourselves on being gentlemen, don’t we, boys?”
The others don’t respond, just double their attentions on me, and fuck if I don’t start spiraling in the best possible way. I don’t let up on Aeron though, my hand pumping him underneath the water, and he gives a pained chuckle.
“You aren’t going to make it easy for me, are you, naughty Dove?”
“All’s fair and all that,” I rasp back, my pinnacle drawing closer with each caress, each swipe of a tongue. Knox finger fucks my ass, and Jesus, I never knew ass play could feel so good until I met these guys.
“True,” he admits, the deep timbre of his voice adding to the sensations running through me. “In that case.” His finger circling my clit picks up speed, still not touching it, but fuck me seven ways till Sunday, the teasing is doing it for me. “Come for us then, my love.”
Without warning, he pinches my clit hard, and I can’t fight the way my climax slams into me with all the force of a fucking freight train. My body goes rigid as I cry out, my vision blurring when the waves of pleasure drag me under and threaten to drown me in a sea of bliss. I can’t see, can’t think, and can barely breathe as it rips through me, leaving all of my nerve endings snapping and firing like I’ve been struck by lightning.
“Take her,” I hear Aeron order, his voice gruff, and I’m passed into someone else’s arms. My eyes feel too heavy to bring my lids up, but I think that it’s Tarl who holds me now, his spicy scent still there even though we’re in a tub full of Aeron’s smell. “Open up, Dove.”
I do as commanded, feeling the tip of him jerk against my lips as I peel my lids open enough to see him standing above me, veins on his forearms standing out as he pumps his dick fast and hard. My tongue comes out to trace his slit and the metal that glistens against it. That’s what does it, his hot cum hittingmy tongue and chin seconds later as he orgasms with a ragged growl.
I swallow what I can, loving the taste of him and the fact that he’s covered other parts of me in his release, marking me as his. I don’t question that need, just roll with it.
“You are so fucking beautiful covered in my cum,” Aeron whispers, his thumb swiping along my chin and then pushing inside my mouth. I lick and suck the digit, cleaning off the cum that clung to it.
“My turn, boss,” Knox teases, and I swing my gaze to see him standing up, his hand wrapped around his impressive length. I shuffle in Tarl’s lap, suddenly desperate for Knox to be in my mouth, so I drop to my knees, Tarl’s hands on my hips, keeping me steady as I reach for Knox.
Aeron steps aside, Knox coming up to me and placing the tip against my lips. I open without need for his order, and immediately swallow him whole, moaning as he fills my mouth.
“Fuck!” he yells, his hands going to my head, fingers tangling in the hair that he just washed. My hands grasp his peachy ass, my fingers digging in as I pull him even closer, then I bring my head up, taking a huge gulp of air before repeating the move.
“So desperate for our dicks, aren’t you?” Tarl whispers in my ear as I work Knox up into a cursing frenzy. “Let him fuck your face,Eshgham.”
My thighs clench, even though I’ve not long climaxed, but I relax, rolling my eyes to look up at Knox, my mouth still wrapped around him. I moan deep in my throat when Tarl angles me so that I have a stream of bubbles right in between my legs.
“You want me to fuck your face, princess?” Knox asks, his voice a low rumble as one hand strokes down my cheek. I make a noise in the back of my throat, telling him with my eyes that yes,fucking please, I do. “Such a good fucking girl. Such an obedient slut for your Daddy.”
His hand returns to my head, and he slams his hips forward, burying his cock in my throat. I groan, breathing past my gag reflex as he withdraws, only to do it again, and again, and again. The sound of the water sloshing all around us and the slap of Knox’s hips fills my ears as I let him use me for his pleasure. The bubbles between my legs continue to tease me and the bubbles tickling my skin adds to the building sensation in my core.
Men always think that a woman on her knees is powerless, but looking into his flashing eyes, at how he’s falling apart and how his hips begin to stutter as he grows impossibly harder in my mouth, I know the truth. I have all the power here. He confirms it as he roars, burying himself in my mouth as his dick jerks and I feel the hot spray of his climax coating the back of my throat.
