Fallen University: Year Two

I pulled my hand out of his, palming the back of his head and pressing our foreheads together as I sucked in air.

“I’m gonna come, Jayce. Oh, fuck. I’m gonna come so hard—I—”

My words were quiet and breathless, whispered against his lips as if they were a dirty little secret. As a succubus, I’d grown used to being in control of my pleasure, but in this moment, I wasn’t in control of anything. I was standing at the base of a mountain watching a boulder roll toward me, unable to do a single thing to stop it from smashing into me.

“It’s okay, baby. We’ve got you, Pipes. We won’t let go.”

There was heat in Jayce’s voice, but something else too. Something that landed in my chest and settled there, finally allowing me to let go completely. All my muscles relaxed, trusting Xero to hold me up—and like a hose that’d suddenly become unkinked, a wave of overwhelming ecstasy flowed through me unimpeded, filling up my body to the brim.

I came so hard my vision went white and then gray, and a loud cry spilled from my lips.

Kingston groaned in satisfaction, licking up every last bit of my sticky arousal and sending little aftershocks of pleasure through me every time he brushed against my clit. With his hands still digging into my hips, he tilted his head to look up at me.

The bottom half of his face was wet, and I might’ve been a little embarrassed about that if the sight hadn’t turned me on so fucking much.

“I’ve been wanting to do that again ever since that day in the locker room,” he murmured, his voice low and smooth. “I’ve been starving for you, Piper.”

Pure truth resonated in his voice, and my pussy clenched hard, demanding to be filled, insisting on it.

I wanted Kingston inside me. I wanted to cross that line with him, to feel his cock stretching my walls and to feel him come undone, filling my womb with his hot cum.

But despite the raw lust gleaming in his emerald eyes, I could see hesitation in them too. He still wasn’t ready, and the last fucking thing I wanted to do was break this amazing moment by pushing for something he couldn’t give yet. He’d already given me one of the most intense orgasms of my life—a bar that was steadily rising higher and higher—and more than that, he was here. He’d chosen to come with us, and that meant a whole hell of a lot.

“Come here.”

Xero’s voice behind me was a low rumble. Keeping his arms locked around me, he walked us backward until we hit the small, squat couch in the middle of the little room. He sank down to sit on it, pulling me with him until I was situated on his lap. The other two men walked toward us, twin looks of desire on their faces as their gazes traced over my naked form draped over Xero’s larger one, my back pressed to his front and my legs spread over his knees. I could feel wetness slowly leaking from me, and I was sure they could see it glistening on my inner thighs.

“Stand up, Piper,” Xero murmured from behind me. “Just for a second.”

I did, never looking away from the two men as they drew even closer to us. There was a rustle of fabric behind me, and when I glanced down, I saw that Xero had shoved his pants down enough to free his cock. He held the thick, heavy shaft in his fist, and his mesmerizing brown eyes sparked with desire as he gestured to me with his other hand.

“Come sit on me. Let me fill you up.”

Oh, shit. You don’t have to tell me twice.

My heartbeat picked up in my chest as I slowly sank back down onto his lap, draping my legs over his and placing my hands on his knees to steady myself. I impaled myself on his cock in a slow glide, letting out a low moan as he filled me completely. This angle allowed him to get deep, so deep, and it felt fucking incredible.

Jayce and Kingston were still watching with heavy-lidded eyes, looking almost drugged as they stared at the place where Xero and I were connected. When I rose up and sank back down, they both let out husky, tortured sounds. Jayce stepped forward first, not shy at all about asking for what he wanted. His hand went to his pants, pushing them down and drawing out his cock in a smooth motion.

I licked my lips hungrily, breathing harder as I slid up and down Xero’s thick shaft again. Then I pulled Jayce a little closer and leaned forward slightly to wrap my mouth around his cock.

“Ah, fuck, Pipes. That’s so fucking good.”

He tipped his head back, the muscles in his neck straining as I bobbed up and down his length, coating him in saliva. A second later, Kingston stepped forward to stand alongside Jayce. I wrapped my hand around him and squeezed, and he muttered something under his breath.

Finding my rhythm as I fucked Xero slow and steady, I switched, fisting Jayce’s cock as I wrapped my lips around Kingston’s. The fire demon beneath me kept a steadying grip on my hips, where the bruises from Kingston’s hands had already faded, healed by the pulsing power gathering inside of me.

The quiet little room became filled with the sounds of our pleasure—little whimpers and moans, sharp breaths, whispered gasps—and the noises just drove my arousal higher. It felt like we were in a bubble, the four of us encased and protected from anything in the outside world for these few precious minutes.

“God, you feel so good, Piper.”

Keeping one hand on my hip, Xero slid his other forward, brushing his fingers over my clit and making me jump. It was still so fucking sensitive, but he started slow, building from small, teasing circles to harder, more intense ones.

As he worked me up to another peak, I worked the men in front of me, alternating between my hands and my mouth as I sucked them in deep and jerked them off.

Overwhelming arousal s

eemed to fill every bit of the small room, until I couldn’t hold it in anymore. My body spasmed and tightened as another orgasm crashed through me, and Xero pumped up into me hard twice before freezing, his cum filling me in jerky pulses.