Darius’ moans tumble into my ear, each time I wiggle my hips. Ramses swallows my whimpering with luscious kisses and Kai sets me free with his love laden touches over my clit.
It feels incredible when Darius floods my ass with his release. His deep grunts feed my aural obsession, the noises they make have me trembling uncontrollably, and then I’m awash in an anal orgasm that rolls on and on. Kai and Ramses blur into one, and it feels like my pussy gets beautifully obliterated as they drive me from one peak to an even higher climax.
“Come, little moon,” Darius urges as he starts thrusting slowly again, his knot locking us together, but he still finds a way to move.
There is no slow or gentle. There’s a fuck tonne of love, but it’s hard and fast and when we come in a screaming climax, it’s not pretty but it is fucking epic.
So fucking epic that I stop breathing.
* * *
Soft snores and warm bodies wake me up, and a sense of them inside me. My body is sore, my leg aches the most which is weird but when I lift it up I see the reason.
And I remember before we climbed in the nest, or perhaps it was in the helicopter, they promised they’d leave their bites and claim on my body, and their mark on my skin.
Wrapped in saran wrap but still clear is a version of the Denali tattoo. Bigger, and bolder than theirs, but it’s stunning, and I instantly love it. Squashing a hand over the wrap to flatten the wrinkles, I sit up so I can see the three scorpions that stand defensively in front of the intricately drawn Ankh symbol over my initials.
“Don’t touch it, rohi,” Kai says, stopping me from doing just that.
I laugh before falling backwards on him but I lift my leg up to look at it some more. But looking I also see a fresh bite right up high on my inner thigh, like crazy high.
I touch over the bite, and I swing a look at Kai in shock at the pleasure button someone bit into my skin.
“You’ve got a couple on your boobs too. Ram was fixated on your ass cheeks and got all fiery at me when I insisted he stop.”
“Show me yours.” I swivel on my stomach, trying to keep my inked-up leg from dragging over Ramses chest or maybe I don’t. His arm curls around my leg even in his sleep, his finger gliding over another pleasure spot on my ass.
Kai sits up and it’s not too hard to see I’ve bitten him as many times as he’s bitten me. I freak for all of a second, but in doing so it stirs Darius and Ramses, and they both sit up looking around to see what has me worked up.
“Our Omega was worried about the bites she left,” Kai says, his hands brushing my hair off my face.
Darius slumps back down, his eyes shut again, his hand searching for something, until he finds it and brings back a monster size drink bottle, handing it over.
“Thanks,” I say, suddenly grateful and desperately thirsty. I take a sip before I pass it to Kai, but he pushes it back to me and watches until I guzzle down nearly half of it before he lets me pass it over. “What day is it?”
“Only two days since we got here,” Darius says. “We fuck and sleep the rest of the day before we fuck some more. And then fly out in the morning and go get my girl her throne. Not before.”
“Shower and food?” I ask, watching Ramses as he leans down to kiss the raised and slightly angry outline of my new tattoo. “I love this by the way. Who did it?”
Three chuckles are enough. But it’s pretty clear they each did their own scorpion, small changes to represent them.
“We have something better than a shower for you,” Kai says. “Snuggle up, and I’ll get it ready for you.”
“I can help,” I offer, but he silences me with a glare. He keeps staring at me until I shuffle my way back between Darius and Ramses, the three of us snuggling on a bed that smells like us.
“Ram,” I whisper after a few minutes. Now that I’m awake and my heat has gone. I’m left with a clear head.
He grunts as his fingers keep trailing up and down my side, deliberately slowing when he touches up my ass bites.
“Ram?”
“Yeah,” he says, shuffling forward and directing his cock between my legs. He’s soft but getting harder as he keeps lazily thrusting.
Whatever I was going to say isn’t important, and I reach around looking for his lips on mine. I get them, and more. Darius buries his hands in my hair and pulls until I’m forced to stop kissing his brother so I can start kissing him.
Ramses opens my legs and shifts slightly so when he thrusts next time he slides right back inside. I moan into Dare’s lips; he rolls backwards, and Ramses and I follow. Sort of.
Without pulling out of me, Ramses shuffles and I lie down, but Darius doesn’t let go of my hair either. My body gets rearranged, together they push my top half down, and I give Darius a blowie while Ramses spoils me with deep strokes in doggie position, with numerous wakeup orgasms.
