Sucking on the end of Roman’s cock, I touch my own and run my fingers over the wet, desperate head. I need to be in our girl so bad right now.
She lets out a breathy sigh and falls onto her back. “I’m going to replay this whole scene in my head every time I touch myself.”
Knowing that alone is enough for me to make it all worth it.
CHAPTER 34
Ophelia
Cain releasesRoman’s dick with a pop, and Roman continues to masturbate, working the length and the head as I watch. I don’t think I’ve ever been so turned on in my life. Watching my men do that for me has left me so on the brink, I think I might explode.
“Our turn,” Cain growls.
“My body is yours,” I say to the three of them. “Use it however you wish.”
I mean it, too. Now they’ve done that for me, I know I’ll do anything they ask.
I never thought I’d feel as sexy as I do in this moment. They’ve all pulled their masks back down over their faces. My pale skin is streaked with their blood, and they’re all wearing the bloodied lines that Roman painted earlier.
“I’m taking her ass,” Cain says, dropping to the blanket behind me. He sweeps my long hair away from my neck and kisses the sensitive skin there. “Is that okay, Angel? I know I’m big.”
“Yes,” I say, though it comes out as more of a squeak. “Just be gentle.”
“Always,” he promises.
“I want your mouth,” Roman says. “It’s easier for me to stand.”
Malachi grins. “Baby, I get your pussy. I’m going to fill you up so bad.”
I know none of us will last long. Our buildup has been intense, and everyone—except me—has been made to hold themselves back.
Roman must have already brought lube to the clearing when he set up earlier, as he picks up a tube from where he had all the herbs laid out and tosses it to Cain.
“Use plenty,” I tell him.
“Don’t worry, I will.”
I’m up on my knees, with Cain behind me. He uses some lube on his finger first, penetrating my ass, making me whimper and moan. I’m already so sensitive, I feel like I’ll explode any minute. He uses a second finger, purposefully stretching me. It stings a little, but I know it’s needed.
“Ready, Angel?” he murmurs against my ear, slipping his fingers from my ass and replacing them with his cock.
I nod, and carefully, he shunts forward, inch after inch sliding slowly into my ass.
He’s big, and it hurts as I stretch around him.
“Oh, Cain. I don’t know… It’s too much.”
He holds still and strokes my clit, getting me all worked up again. “Shh, just get used to my size. You’ll be okay.”
And as he flicks my clit, and I think back to him kneeling to take Mal’s cock, I relax and let him in deeper. I don’t know why I found that so hot, but something about a man the size and power of Cain kneeling for another man has blown my mind. Maybe they’ll all do it again sometime if I ask and promise them something fun in return?
“Good girl,” Mal says, and I tingle with pleasure.
With Cain deeper inside me, Malachi takes position in front of me. My legs are hooked either side of Cain’s, so I’m already spread wide for Mal. He moves in close, his cock fisted, and nudges his hips forward, angling himself so his cock presses to my pussy.
I already feel so full, but the sensation doubles when Malachi penetrates me. My breasts are crushed to his bare chest, and I cling to his biceps and back. He lifts his mask and then kisses me, one of his hands in my hair, the other gripping his cock to ensure it doesn’t slip out of me again.
I’m like a doll between these two strong men, and they hold me and angle me any way that pleases them.
