“Try not to wiggle, or I’ll finish way too quickly. I want to feel inside you as long as I can,” Dem said. His fingers seemed to work magic through my scalp as they slowly eased my tension again.
“You can start first,” Preston said as he moved to my free side. “I want to kiss our beautiful mate.” He kneeled next to me on the bed as his fingers turned my head, bringing my mouth to his. I closed my eyes, feeling the princely kisses that followed while Isaac and Dem’s hands raced all over my body.
I could sense Lukas kneeling between my legs, and my wetness doubled in anticipation. All four of them knew how to work their tongue on me, but Lukas had proven especially gifted at it.
“Wow,” Dem moaned. “You’re very excited for Lukas, aren’t you? I can feel all that wetness against me.”
“Yes,” I quietly gasped, breaking my kiss with Preston and looking down at Lukas.
Before I could say anything else, Lukas’ tongue found my core while his mouth sucked on me.
“Oh fuck!” I moaned at the sensation, trying to avoid the feeling of overwhelm. Each of my mates grew a bit more aggressive at the sound of my moaning.
Lukas’ tongue was relentless as Dem started to slowly lift me on his lap, gentle enough not to disrupt Lukas. The feeling of Dem moving inside me while Lukas sucked on me was too much, and within a few seconds, I was done, sent right over the edge.
My hands darted to Lukas, grasping his hair, crying out in ecstasy. My body convulsed with pleasure. I was held in my exposed position while each of my mates worked to bring me more. Ripples crashed through my body, yet with my legs wide open, there was no stopping the sensation. Lukas seemed to know exactly how to lick me to prolong my release as well, until finally, my body relented.
My head drooped forward as quiet laughter rolled out of me. With one final kiss, Lukas stood and stepped away as Isaac called out to me from the side.
“Ivy, I’m ready,” he moaned, standing up next to me. “Wrap your beautiful mouth around me and suck me off.”
Without hesitation, I did exactly as he asked, taking him fully into my mouth and sucking hard.
Dem’s thrusts increased in rhythm as he pushed harder into me. His hand reached around to find my core, swollenand still sensitive from my peak. His fingers slowly worked against me, as need flooded my body once again.
“Ivy…” Isaac gasped, and suddenly, he was coming hard into my mouth. I wasn’t sure if it was the scent-match, but I couldn’t get enough of his taste. I wrapped my hands around his lower back as I sucked harder and harder against him, forcing him to groan so loudly as he reached for my head.
The harder I sucked, the more I felt that need growing between my legs, begging for another release. Dem’s fingers worked faster against me as his breathing grew heavy in my ears.
“Come for me, perfect mate,” he whispered as I released Isaac, leaned back against Dem’s solid chest, and closed my eyes.
His voice sent a shiver down my spine, toppling me right over the edge again as he followed behind. We both moaned out together, loudly, without shame, as my body singed from his touch. He gripped hard against my breasts while buried deep inside me.
The feeling was bliss as our bodies convulsed tightly, riding out the waves of pleasure. I could sense movement around me as I continued to moan, and when I was finally able to open my eyes, Lukas was next to me, kissing my neck, while Preston was kneeling before me, kissing my chest.
My head drooped again as the feeling of euphoria faded. Despite two orgasms, I somehow still wanted more. The scent of my four mates together seemed to awaken a raw hunger in me, one desperate to satisfy my men and be satisfied by them.
“How are you doing, Ivy?” Isaac asked, leaning over Preston to kiss me. “Color?”
“So green,” I moaned as I tried to capture his lips. “I need more.”
“There’s our little omega,” Isaac chuckled. “I think Preston and Lukas are ready for you.”
“Yes,” I breathlessly replied. Dem lifted me off his lap as Preston stood tall and stepped closer to me, wrapping his arms around my body.
“You’re so beautiful, Ivy,” Preston said. “Are you sore, or can you take me next?”
“I’m ready for you,” I said, leaning my head against his shoulder. “And I’m ready for Lukas too.”
He gently guided me to turn around on the bed. I leaned forward onto my hands and knees, close to the edge of the bed, as Lukas kneeled on the bed in front of me. I eagerly reached for him, my tongue finding him hard for me as I playfully teased his tip.
“God, Ivy,” Lukas called out. “You ruin me so well.”
Preston’s hands softly gripped my hips as his length found my entrance. He gently slid inside me, then immediately began to thrust.
“Yes,” I whispered to Lukas.
Isaac moved back closer to the three of us. His hands reached for my breasts while his mouth kissed the back of my neck.
