Swiping my tongue over my bottom lip, he doesn’t need an invitation. Rion fixes the pillow behind my head before settling above me with one knee on either side of my shoulders. I can’t tear my stare away from his dick, but as much as I want to reach for it, I can’t; he’s trapped me in.
“Rion,” I plead, my voice lilting as Kael continues to explore my pussy, making my back arch up even more as he continues to bend me into position.
“Do you want my cock, Petal?” Rion asks, delight shimmering in his eyes. He already knows the answer, but I understand the game we’re playing; he wants to hear it.
“I want it, Rion. I want it,” I rasp, and he shakes his head as he wraps his knuckles around his length, making me groan.
“You can’t get what you want if you’re being sovague, Elodie,” he breathes, and I clear my throat three times before I find the strength to speak.
“I want your cock, Rion. Please.”
He taps the head of his dick against my lips and I shiver with excitement, letting my tongue peek through to garner the slightest bit of control before he shifts above me, adjusting his angle. Parting my lips wide, he wastes no time filling my mouth, plunging to the back of my throat in one swift move.
Holy fuck.
I hollow out my cheeks, desperate to taste every inch of him as Kael does the same to me, twisting his fingers just right inside of me as he sinks his teeth into my needy nub, and I fall apart. Spasms ripple through me from head to toe as wave after wave of ecstasy washes over me.
The pair of them together makes it impossible to deny the impending orgasm that’s always on the cusp in their presence.
It’s only once my muscles give out and I lie spent beneath them that they move. Rion retracts his cock to the tip before sinking it to the back of my throat again with ease as Kael gently kisses my clit before replacing his fingers with his cock.
Fuck.
I don’t know if I can survive this again. Not thatI can express that around Rion’s cock, or that I’d even want to.
As Rion fills my mouth, flexing his hips to hit the back of my throat again and again, Kael hikes my ankles over his shoulders, pistoning his cock deep inside me with long, languid movements.
Groans fill the air; Kael’s, Rion’s, mine, I don’t know, but it’s the sweetest melody as they fuck me into oblivion. Every tantalizing flex of their hips is another swoop closer to euphoria as they take everything from me; at the same time, they replenish the well of need rooted inside of me.
Humming around Rion’s dick, I drift into another world, every fiber on my body attuned to their touch as they send me higher and higher until the only way down is to fall. Descending into pure bliss, I choke around Rion’s cock as my pussy clenches around Kael’s length.
Thrust after thrust, my frenzied climax shatters over and over again. Tears stream down my face as delight and wonder cling to me. Just when I think it can’t get any better, I feel both of their movements become jagged and hungry, chasing the high they’ve left me floating in.
Rion comes first, painting the back of my throat with his release, and I swallow him like it’s my only duty in life as Kael claims my pussy, every spasm ofhis cock sending me back into the sizzling ends of my orgasm.
Prying my eyes open, I blink up at Rion as he takes his cock from my mouth. His eyes are closed, his head tilted toward the ceiling. He looks ridiculously hot. I hate that I can’t see Kael, but the way he ghosts his hands over my thighs, keeping my ankles firmly over his shoulders, makes me shiver with ecstasy at his touch.
But it’s the slight movement to my right that garners my attention, freezing me in place the moment I spot it; spot him.
Thorne stands in the doorway of his room, cast in shadows with only the television light to make his presence known. I can’t see his eyes, his head is downcast, his hair draped over his features, but none of that matters. Not when his hand is wrapped firmly around his cock as he tugs frantically.
His breath is but a word, just one, repeated again and again before his desire falls in ropes from his length, coating his hand as he finds his release.
“Echo. Echo. Echo. Echo.”
THIRTY
ELODIE
Sleep blankets me like a warm embrace that I sink further into, letting it cradle me so gently that the moment I open my eyes, I startle at the stark contrast. My eyebrows crinkle as I adjust the sheet over me, and it takes two whole seconds for me to recall last night and exactly where I am.
Rion.
Kael.
Fuck.
Literally.
