When Everett gets even deeper, I gasp, clenching on accident. Crypt jolts, thrusting instinctively, and we all groan as new sensations wash over us.
“Look how beautiful she is stuffed full like that,” Silas groans from the foot of the bed.
When Everett is all the way in, I’m actually fuckingtremblingat how full and fucking incredible I feel.
“Are you okay?” Everett chokes.
I shake my head.
“Words, darling.” Crypt rocks into me again like he can’t help himself.
“No. I’m fuckingamazing,” I finally manage to whisper. “More. I want more.”
Baelfire swears. “Gods, look at you, baby. So fucking greedy and perfect.”
Everett slowly pulls out as Crypt presses in. Then they switch, Crypt withdrawing while Everett presses so deep into me from behind that I lose my breath. For a moment, they’re just getting the hang of the rhythm—and then suddenly they have it down, and both of them are fucking me in tandem, careful and slow but relentless in their desire to claim me.
I cry out. The sensation of their cocks sliding against each other with me caught in between is overwhelming and divine. The constant stimulation of being filled and fucked and worshipped makes my chest burn as my lungs sieze from pleasure. The euphoria of release is quickly catching up to me as Crypt pinched one of my nipples again and Everett grows rougher, swearing and smacking one of my ass cheeks.
Yes, yes, yes.I love this.
“Gods above,” Crypt swears, his thrusting getting even more brutal.
I make eye contact with him and bask in the consuming obsession I see there.
He smirks wickedly. “See where that beautiful, sinful cunt has gotten you, darling? Stretched open like the fucking goddess you are for us—just like you were always meant to be.”
Shifting my weight to one arm, I reach down with the other to slide the tips of my fingers through all the wetness gathering around his cock as it plunges in and out of me. Holding Crypt’s gaze, I circle my nipples with the moisture.
He jerks inside of me, swearing before he lifts his head to suck on my nipples, lapping at ambrosia I left on them for him.
Silas and Baelfire are at the head of the bed now, cocks already hard and aching on either side of me. I reach for Baelfire first with my free hand, and he groans, bracing one hand against the headboard as I stroke him. Silas swears as I turn my head to close my lips around his hard erection. When I turn back to Baelfire and bob on his straining need, he makes a hoarse sound.
"Gods, I love the way you suck my cock, baby. So fucking warm and perfect for me. Fuck."
For a moment, I’m in pure heaven as my entire quintet fucks me at once. I swap between sucking Baelfire and sucking Silas, enjoying their pants and moans and the way Everett is quickly losing control behind me.
“Damn it,” he swears, desperation dripping from his voice.
“Having trouble lasting, Frost?” Crypt teases, watching my every microexpression with desire written all over his face.
“Fuck off,” Everett snaps, but I don’t miss how his cock twitches inside me.
I gasp again when my elemental leans forward, licking along my spine before blowing cool breath over it. It turns into ice immediately, sending a shock of pleasant chill through my body.
The next time I bob down on Silas, trying to take more of him, I manage to get him into my throat—and he shouts, his hips jerking as warmth spurts, flooding my mouth. The surprised, pleased moan that leaves me has Baelfire cursing and tangling a hand in my hair, desperate for me again.
“You’re gonna fucking kill us, baby,” he says raggedly when my lips close around him.
“I’m—I’m—” I struggle to talk as all the addictive sensations make my mind go blank.
“Fuck, yes,” Crypt whispers. “Come for us, darling. Show us how stunning you are when you fall apart.”
My chest starts to burn—not from pain, but from something bright and right and whole. Abruptly, I realize it’s holy magic, searing through my entire body as my pleasure comes to a sharp and sudden peak.
And then everything breaks open and clicks into place, all at once.
Pleasure hits me so hard I can’t breathe, and the rest of them are right behind me. My heart pounds, surging with power as the bond sweeps over us once again—an eternal tether pulling them tighter to me with every cry, thrust, and moan.
