Poised on the edge, waiting for that inevitable crash.
Craving the plummet, like I craved air.
Like I craved the press of all this delicious skin against mine, the scalding heat of fingers and mouths. The wicked, stolen breaths, the shameless groans.
Varian ran his tongue up the center of me, teasing me, taunting me, but no matter how much I wiggled, how much I strained to push my aching flesh harder against that probing tongue, I couldn’t move.
Not with Ryland pinning me to the bed, one big hand pressed on my belly, fingers rubbing my clit, lightly enough to keep me trapped in this in-between, too-needy place, frustratingly poised on the edge of that glorious, beckoning plummet.
And certainly not with Rooke’s hand bracketed around my wrists, as he slowly kissed me, our tongues tangling in long, lazy strokes, his fingers combing through my hair, smoothing out every snarl with meticulous attention.
I bucked between them, stretched between the pleasure that was almost too much, between a hard, grinding need coiling down to burning pressure, between these three volcanic males who handled me with such care, while ruthlessly testing my every limit.
And right now, trapped between them and helpless to chase my own pleasure, I wanted them uncaged, like the animals they were. I wanted them to writhe for me, like I did for them, and then we could combust together.
For us to all go up in flames, burning and burning until we were nothing but ash.
“She tastes good, doesn’t she?” Ryland’s fingers sped up, and I moaned into Kaden’s mouth, felt him smile against my lips, his tongue diving in even deeper, waging a war I very much wanted to lose. “So fucking good,” Ryland murmured. “Do you want to come, Lyrae? Do you want to give us your pleasure? Make Varian lap up every fucking drop?”
Heat crept over my body, so much wanting building up inside of me I wondered if I could actually implode.
Then Rooke dragged me up the bed, away from Varian’s mouth and Ryland’s fingers. I barked out a curse as he rolled us so I was in his lap, hands on his shoulders, my chest heaving as he gripped me around the waist and positioned me on top of him, groaning as he slowly fucked up into me, stretching me wide with his thick cock.
I stared into his blue eyes, studying the thin veins of molten gold that only appeared on nights like this, when we were together. When he was deep inside me.
When he was truly happy.
Something powerful trembled inside me, because I made him like this. Me.
“I’ve got you, princess. Hold on tight, now,” hemurmured, tracing my cheek with those soft lips. “Things are about to get a bit wild, but I won’t let you go.”
Varian ran a gentle hand down my spine, pausing to admire the small of my back, tracing the twin dimples with his fingertip.
My very favorite part about you, he said, every single time.
“These are my favorites. So, so beautiful,” he murmured, Rooke miming the words before kissing me again, my hands gripping his strong shoulders, mindless from the pinching stretch as I sank further down his shaft. “You are absolutely perfect.”
Rooke broke our kiss, his eyes softening. “You really are, princess. Moon and stars kind of stuff.” And then I couldn’t even be mad at him for making fun of Varian’s predictability, not as Varian dragged his wet finger up through the seam of my ass, circled that tight, puckered hole before pushing the tip of his finger inside. I groaned, arching against Rooke, who jerked his hips and thrust even deeper, my eyes rolling back in my head.
“That’s it, take this like a good girl,” Ryland praised, knowing how much I got off on those words. “Give her more, Varian, stretch her out, she can take both of you, can’t you, sweetheart?”
I nodded, too caught up in all these sensations to make words. Especially when Varian plunged his finger in deeper, working me before adding a second, Kaden banding his arms around me to hold me still.
“You can take him, princess, just relax,” Kaden rasped against my throat. “Gods, that feels so fucking good. I can feel every clench of your pussy around me, I want to come inside you so bad.”
“Not yet,” Ryland barked. “Not until I say so.”
“Bossy,” I managed, opening my eyes enough to see Kaden’s answering smile, for him to kiss me again, joy fluttering inside my chest like a flock of his crows.
Everything I’d ever wanted was here, under one roof, in the same bed, the love I never thought I’d have and certainly didn’t deserve, and yet…
I broke the kiss. “Look at us.” There was a kind of wonder to the words, to the helpless feeling winding through me. To this connection between us that only grew stronger, every day we were together.
“Take a deep breath, Ly.” Varian pushed into me, careful and slow, but when his fingers tightened around my shoulder, breath heating my neck, I knew this restraint was only temporary. Varian was going to unleash himself on me and I could not wait. Not as he took me, one hard inch at a time, little, airy gasps exploding out of me as I was filled almost too full.
“That’s it, you are doing so good, Lyrae. Taking us both at once. Gods, you are so fucking hot. So fucking tight.”
I met Ryland’s burning eyes as he watched the three of us together, long hair framing his wild, untamed face, that white scar across the bridge of his nose gleaming.
