He slides his finger between us, adding the perfect amount of pressure to my clit and heat slithers up my spine.
“Gods, you fuck me so good. Come for me, little goddess.”
His desire and pleasure rip across my soul, and I explode.
So does his release and power.
My gasping moans slowly draw out of me and my eyes drift shut when stars burst to life in front of me. Every cell in my body buzzes as my orgasm takes ten times longer to spread from my scalp to my toes.
As time catches up, I fall forward, catching myself on his chest and crying out in ecstasy.
Valories. Every time he does that, it feels like I come apart multiple times in one go.
An impatient groan sounds behind me, and I peer over my shoulder. The look in my eyes is all the permission Amick needs.
He lifts me by my hips right off Kyzen and drags me a few inches backward.
There isn’t a breath between him moving me to him pushing himself inside of me. His hands grip my ass cheeks, thrusting me back and forth into him.
Over and over, he pulls back until only the head of him is left in, then he slams into me fully. He dominates and claims my body in that possessive way he only shows in moments like this.
My back arches, encouraging him to take more of me.
His arm wraps around my waist, hoisting me back until I’m on my knees, sitting backward in his lap. Kyzen pulls his legs out from underneath us and the other two close in around me.
“We’re all on our knees for you,Mysenta. Right where we belong, where we’ll always kneel. For you and only you. Worship our goddess, brothers.”
“Yes,” I cry out as they do as Amick commanded.
His thrusts never falter. They’re controlled but also deliciously feral.
Kyzen muffles my moans with his lips.
Riven’s fingers spread me apart while Creed circles my clit. Both of them suck a nipple into their mouths and my power blazes through me.
None of it feels like too much.
It feels like devotion. Worship in the rawest form.
Their souls pound against mine, and I let the sensations sink and mingle with the power pumping through me. I’ve never felt so wanted or worthy in my life.
Nothing in this realm can compare to feeling the desire my men have for me. It’s more heady now than ever before.
“Guys,” I breathe, a warning for what’s about to come.
Me.
It’s going to shatter me.
“Be a good girl, my endling. Come for Amick and finish him off.”
Yes.
My orgasm rips through not only me but the room. My release pulses off me and tears through them and their souls. They grunt as their cum coats my skin.
I cry out a prayer that I will only ever pray to them.
“I love you.”
