Riot withdrew and pushed into me in short, quick thrusts, pounding into me with abandon. With every thrust from behind, he pushed me further and further onto Luka’s cock.
“Here it comes,” Luka groaned in warning.
I swallowed everything he gave me, mouthing at the tip and licking him clean for good measure. When he was completely spent, Luka pulled out and leaned down, pressing a soft kiss to my lips.
“You did very well, princess,” he whispered and my body sang at the praise.
Luka climbed off the bed and Riot shifted, pulling out of me and flipping me around until I was on my back beneath him. He entered me again, fucking me with slow, deliberate thrusts, making me take his cock over and over.
I wrapped my legs around his waist and clung onto him, squeezing so hard I knew there’d be bruises on his hips and my inner thighs.
“Riot,” I moaned, squirming. “Give it to me harder. Fuck me. I need it.”
Riot stilled, thrusts slowing until all movement stopped. He waited until I was looking him in the eye before speaking.
“Ryan,” he said softly.
“What?” I breathed, confused.
“My real name is Ryan.”
“Ryan.” The words left my mouth like a prayer, breathless and reverent. I calmed my twitching limbs, relaxing back into the bed, breath coming in hard, heavy gasps. I blinked up at him, at this man who had shown me so much pleasure.
“I need you to fuck me, Ryan. Make it so I can’t even remember my own name, much less yours. Please, Ryan.”
Eyes blazing, he slammed into me hard and fast, shoving deeper, making my insides clench around him, juices flowing out and coating his cock. With his renewed vigor, I felt my orgasm building with every thrust, the throbbing and aching becoming almost too much, until I peaked, stars exploding across my vision, white hot sparks racing through me, taking me higher and higher until I could barely breathe from the pleasure of it.
Ryan kept going at a rougher and faster pace, not giving me any breaks, fucking me through my orgasm. My eyes rolled back in my head as I felt another wave crest over me, coming for a second time on Riot’s cock.
I felt him stiffen within me, felt the pulsing and twitching of his cock, and I knew he was close.
“Fuck, baby,” he groaned. “I’m gonna—“ he cut himself off with a choked cry and came inside me, his body jerking and shuddering with the force of it.
Finally, his breathing slowed and his muscles stopped twitching. He collapsed on top of me, panting in my ear. The bed dipped and Luka and Jaeson joined us on the bed. Jaeson positioned himself near my head, running his fingers through my hair and placing a kiss on my forehead. Luka laid down on my right, pressing his lips to my fingers before entangling them with his. Ryan shifted over to land on my left, gathering me up in his arms. I snuggled down, feeling safe and protected.
We stayed there together, just breathing, coming down from the adrenaline rush, consumed in our own bliss. I lost track of time. Things were simply quiet, and at peace for a change.
The three of them were here. They were all in love with me. I desperately hoped that I would never have to choose between the three of them.
I thought about my upcoming meeting with the Dean, and could feel my mood threatening to plummet. As blissful as the evening was, I couldn’t help but feel like maybe there was still a possibility that I’d have to leave them all behind.
All because of that blackmailer.
The moment I thought about it, I connected the wires and had a flash of inspiration, thinking back over the night, and over the course of the past few weeks.
“Boys,” I murmured.
They all responded, lazily but immediately, looking to me.
“I think I know who the blackmailer is.”
