“The—the queen. She’s waiting,” I utter as my lashes fall closed and I pant against Avian’s lips.
He kisses me slowly, just a taste.
“She can wait,” he whispers.
“She owns the entire Kingdom,” Roman murmurs as his gaze darkens and falls to the space just below my hips. His warm fingers slip along my wetness there and he seems mesmerized as he watches his index and middle finger slide back and forth over and over again. “Right now, we own this moment.”
My whimper is diminished the very second it escapes. Avain steals the sound away with slow flicks of his tongue. His fingers drift softly through my hair and he holds me intently, possessively.
The cold chill of the prison isn’t felt despite how quickly my clothes are lost to the floor. Warm hands skim across my ribs, my breasts, my ass, and every inch in between. Hot tongues flick against my nipples until they’re pebbled and aching for more.
Zilo worships there slowly as his friends tease my pussy first with their fingers and then with their mouths. Avain keeps kissing me long after I lose the ability to kiss him back. My moans are shaking breaths that he kisses away and coos sweetly to me in the darkness.
“We’re going to take care of you, Cers,” he whispers along my ear. “We’re going to take you away from this place. But first … we’re going to make you cum so hard you’ll think back to your time in this prison with longing.” His taunting smirk is lost on me as Roman’s tongue swirls firmly across my clit and my head flings back to the brick wall so hard I see stars.
He's pressing me hard along the edge of oblivion over and over again and I’m about to lose all control.
And then big hands are jerking me forward. The warmth against my sex is gone. Avian’s sweet, sinful words slip away.
I’m straddling hard hips and staring down on beautiful starry eyes that shine up at me in the darkness.
“I don’t know if you’re ready, beautiful,” Roman whispers as he holds my hips and rocks my center back and forth against the hard length of his cock.
A smile toys at the corner of my lips as I lift ever so slowly, ready to take charge and rock every inch of this beautiful man’s torturous world.
As I grip his length and line him up along my wetness though, he lifts his hand. His index finger wags back and forth as he literally tsks at me like I’m still his puppy in training.
“Ah, ah, ah,” he says with a disapproving shake of his head.
His elbows slide up and he holds himself at my level as he smiles knowingly at the confusion pulling between my brow. Seconds tick by in the darkness and still he just smirks at me.
What is he thinking?
Strong fingers dig into my hips and I’m pulled ever so slightly back, my ass lifting in the air just a fraction more. My head turns and Zilo’s hooded eyes as focused intently on my ass in his hands. And hisenormouscock positioned just behind me.
“I said we’d take care of you, not the other way around,” Avain tells me.
He kneels at my side, his fingers pushing back the hair from my neck as he kisses there sweetly and slowly. My body trembles as Roman then covers my breast with the flat of his tongue, flicking lightly at the end before nipping at the tender flesh.
Something hard sways between my thighs. Zilo’s grip on my hips tightens as he sinks in little by little, taking his time stretching me before sliding back just slightly and sinking back in all over again.
My legs shake around him. They surround me. They take every part of me for their own. Keeping the sounds of my shaking breaths for shining little sparks in the darkness of their memories. Or perhaps I’m just glorifying my own memories of the four of us. Because I’ll never forget the sound Zilo makes along the back of my neck as he drives all the way in, growling and cursing and worshipping the goddess for making such a beautiful woman like me. I won’t forget the way Avian kisses me slowly, a conflicting feeling from the hard pounding of his friend behind me. And I definitely won’t forget he way Roman trembled in my hand as my fingers sneak between us and wrap around his length one finger at a time.
His head falls back with a groan and that’s the only time I give him before I lower to my hands on all fours and press my lips gently to the tip of his dick. My tongue swirls around himuntil a big hand tangles through my hair the moment I taste his saltiness along my tongue. I slide down his length slowly, teasingly. My name on his lips is a prayer that encourages me to try to take all of him as much as I can until I’m moaning around his shaft as Zilo fills me from behind.
I reach to the left and Avain’s warm hip meets my palm. I slide down his smooth abs until his thickness meets my fingertips. It pulses in my hand but someone else’s fingers slide over mine as I pump up and down his shaft. I lift for only a moment to find Roman’s taunting smirk. He holds my gaze as his hand slides down his friend’s cock in time with my own. Avain’s palm hits the wall hard at his side and the groan that leaves his lips is a delicious sound that I feel all through me.
His back arches as his gaze drifts from his friend to me. His lips part without sound and he’s the sexiest man I’ve ever laid eyes on in this moment.
Avain’s other hand slips between Roman and I. The roll of his wrist is slow and dominant and he takes his time working his friend’s cock. I lower my head once more and my tongue flicks along Roman’s length slowly at first but the pressure of Zilo behind me has my thoughts and emotions too scattered to fully commit. I can’t catch my breath. I can’t steady myself. Every part of me shakes and trembles from the air in my lungs to my thighs.
As if he’s furious over not pleasing me, Roman sits up. He presses warmly against me now chest to chest with a sinful smile along his lips as his friend never once stops rocking his palm up and down his cock. He doesn’t pause the slow stroking of his hand against Avain’s length but he’s determined to touch me it seems. He holds my gaze with sexy, hooded eyes. Roman’s fingers tremble against my wetness as he dips in slowly at first. He waits until Zilo sinks in as deep as he can before he pushes hard over clit at just the right moment. And then I’m gripping his shoulder hard. My orgasm is a demanding pulsethat consumes my entire body. The pounding of Zilo’s hips against my ass never pauses and when Avain’s teeth rake against my neck at the same time as Roman’s fingers circle my clit, I’m coming all over again before the last one has even finished.
Again and again they drag every ounce of pleasure from me. They take turns touching me and touching themselves. I don’t know how long we go on like that in a tangled mess of groans and shaking breaths that shudder long into the night.
It feels endless. It feels consuming.
It feels …powerful.
