Panic overtakes me for half a beat before sensation ripples up from below, causing my eyes to roll back into my head.
I don’t know what I was thinking or doing or… oranything. I’m simply here. Being taken. Driven to a new high. Existing in the most insanely hot fantasy of my being.
“Fuck, Serapina,” Morpheus grits out. “That way you’re touching my knot…”
Touchingis a kind term. I was digging my nails into it by accident. But it seems as though Morpheuslikedthat, so I do it again and earn a low hiss from the God of Dreams.
Hades hums his approval.
And Maliki… Maliki tightens his hold around my middle while bathing my back in his heat. “Make Morpheus come, trouble,” he says against my ear. “I want to watch him explode down your throat, then make you climax while youdrink.”
My body convulses in response to his words, fear choking me as arousal tightens in my belly.
It’s a confusing mix of horror and excitement.
One I embrace as I scrape my nails along Morpheus’s tender skin and use my lips to massage his shaft while sucking him deep again.
I can feel his orgasm building beneath my tongue, his veins seeming to pound in my mouth.
He pulls on my hair as the muscles in his neck bulge. Then he growls my name and pushes himself into my throat, cutting off my airway and leaving me paralyzed as he begins to come.
I don’t know what to do, this sensation completely new.
So I… Iswallow.
Because how else can I react?
He’s going to drown me otherwise.
But oh,oh, stars,he tastes good.
It’s that same sin and decadence from earlier, the precum overflowing with abundance as he properly explodes in my mouth.
I gulp him down, just like Maliki and Hades instructed me to,drinkinghis seed as he groans through his release.
Except, he’s not the only one making sounds. Maliki isgrowling, too. Pumping his hips against mine. Heightening the erotic swirls of his tattoos. And reaching between us to thrum my clit with his thumb.
I jolt when I realize that sensation caused by his shadows is reverberating there, too. Against my sensitive nub.From his hand.
“Oh,” I attempt to say, but the sound is drowned out by Morpheus’s ecstasy, his cock still sliding between my lips as he continues to come.
I haven’t taken a breath in… in a while. I can feel the burn in my lungs. The terror threatening to build in my mind.
But then nothing matters as I’m thrust headfirst into a dark oblivion, Maliki’s ministrations overtaking all reason and realistic expectation.
I think I scream.
Maybe… maybe I gargle.
I don’t really know. I just know I’m flying.Soaring. And Maliki is coming inside me, too.
His pleasure rumbles against my back, my name leaving his lips. Something pierces my shoulder. Teeth, I think.Maliki’s bite.
I don’t know what it means.
I don’t know if he’s just stifling his own ecstasy.
Or marking me.
