Precum coated both of my hands as Chaos and Grim reacted to my touch.
Sin gripped my hair and bucked into my throat as he came with a guttural moan. I couldn’t even taste it, didn’t have toswallow him down, he was already so deep. The succubus part of me kicked into overdrive at the proof of my mate’s pleasure, and I think my power flared out of me without my conscious bidding because Chaos and Grim both came with startled cries, their seed warm and sticky in my hands and on my skin.
I had the sudden mental image of making them watch as I licked my fingers clean, and my inner walls fluttered around Malice’s fingers, my body eager for me to do exactly that. Sin pulled out of my throat and sat back on his heels as he composed himself. I didn’t have the chance to interact with him, though, because Grim tugged me down the pillow and claimed my mouth with his.
“So pretty painted in our cum,” Chaos said, trailing one finger through the mess he’d left on my chest.
“She’s fucking perfect,” Sin grunted, voice still hoarse from his release.
“Made for us,” Grim whispered against my lips as he pulled back.
Malice was still hard at work between my legs, so his voice sounded in my mind.“You taste like my favorite meal. I think I might need to start eating you every day.”
I had an entire reaction to the silky promise, and he chuckled, leaning back just far enough I could see my arousal glistening on his lips and chin.
“Come here,” I ordered, crooking my finger at him. I wanted to taste myself on his lips. I didn’t care about chasing my orgasm anymore. I would get there eventually. There wasn’t a world where the four of them would leave me wanting.
He crawled up my body, the others moving to give him space as I tugged him down and hungrily claimed his mouth. The salty and sweet taste on his lips was enticing, but that was my succubus nature. I was made to crave. And to make others crave.
I might be a predator, but at least my prey would die with a smile.
It was a dark thought, but one I didn’t mind nearly as much as I might have six months ago. My horsemen taught me to embrace all facets of myself, especially the dark ones.
Malice backed away, breaking our kiss with a grunt of protest. Opening my eyes, I quickly registered the situation. Chaos had pushed him back, determination on his face.
“You’ve had more than your share of time with her. It’s my turn now.”
A needy whine escaped me, part of me not ready to let my usually reserved mate go. But then Chaos grabbed me and lifted me until we were face-to-face. He slid home in one smooth thrust as I wrapped my legs around his waist. The moment he was seated as deep inside me as he could get, my mind went blank.
“Fuck, Merri. You always feel so fucking perfect. Made for me.”
“Made for us. All of us,” Grim said, his breath skating across my shoulder as he came up behind me. His palm slid over my back before he leaned close, lips at my ear. “Tilt your hips back for me, wildflower.”
The warmth of his hands on my hips was the only encouragement I needed to obey. I couldn’t get enough of these men. With Chaos buried inside me, it took Grim several slow, tantalizing attempts to work his length into my ass.
Grim bit down on my shoulder, his voice a velvety rasp as he whispered, “Let me in.”
Thank God Chaos was fully supporting me, because the combined sensation of them filling me had rendered me boneless. Grim pushed deep, his cock filling me fuller than I thought possible as Chaos remained completely still, barely breathing while we waited. I was a heartbeat away from coming,and Chaos’s soft grunt only added to the intensity surrounding us.
“Look at our girl,” Sin said, his voice hushed. “She’s trembling.”
“She’s fighting her orgasm so hard. She doesn’t want this to end yet,” Malice said.
“Greedy girl. She won’t have enough until she’s drained us dry,” Sin said, my eyes finding his over Chaos’s shoulder. He was smirking, but his eyes blazed with hunger. I wasn’t the only greedy sex demon in the room. He’d just come and was clearly ready to go again, his dick swollen and glistening at the tip.
But then Chaos and Grim moved, each in opposite directions, creating the most delicious friction inside me. I couldn’t concentrate on anything other than the two of them.
“I . . . oh, fuck. I’m going to . . .”
“Come all over me, Red. Milk my cock for every drop I have.”
I couldn’t have stopped it if I’d tried. My climax crested, bliss washing over every nerve ending and spilling over onto all of my men. Chaos crushed his mouth to mine and swallowed my scream of pleasure as Grim stiffened behind me, fingers digging into my hips while he pulsed inside me. My warrior’s cock jerked over and over, punctuated by soft groans against my lips.
“You took us both so beautifully, wildflower. You are so good to us. The perfect little mate,” Grim murmured, lips feathering across my shoulder as he slid out of me.
The loss of him made me frown, but Malice snagged my attention with his demand.
“Bring her here, Chaos.”
