Fallen University: Year Three

My greedy gaze took in the three sculpted, bare-chested men before me as I tugged my own tunic off. Kai’s toffee skin highlighted the chiseled muscles of his shoulders and chest. Jayce looked like a movie star, even after weeks of forging through the harsh landscape of the underworld. His smile was slightly crooked, and he pulled his bottom lip between his teeth as he watched me undress. Kingston had a lean but muscular frame, and his green eyes sparked with the covetousness of his dragon as he looked at me like I was the most precious thing in the world.

An ache formed in my heart as I resisted the urge to look for my fourth bond-mate. Some part of me could never quite accept that he wasn’t here with us, that I wouldn’t just look over my shoulder and find him striding up behind me, his dark eyes gleaming with the fire that seemed to dance in their depths.

But he wasn’t with us, and nothing ever felt quite right in his absence.

Jayce, whose big heart and empathetic nature made him almost as attuned to people’s emotions as I was, must’ve seen the shadow that passed over my face, because he stepped forward and pulled me into his arms, kissing me as if he could heal my sadness through the press of his lips.

It was impossible, of course.

That wasn’t how my succubus magic worked.

But as his tongue slid into my mouth, tasting and exploring in slow, deliberate sweeps, the deep ache in my chest eased a bit, the tension unwinding enough for me to breathe a little easier.

I grabbed his shoulders and kissed him back with everything I had, molding my body to his as the other two men kicked off their pants and then got to work on mine.

Hands slid over my skin, tugging the fabric down and taking the opportunity to caress my ass, my hips, the lines of my legs. They helped me step out of the garment before tossing it away, and then both men worshipped my fully naked form with their lips and teeth as they worked their way up my body.

Goose bumps shivered over my skin, and I held onto Jayce tighter as a barrage of sensations nearly knocked me on my ass. He groaned into our kiss, reaching down with one hand to awkwardly shove his own pants down over his hips and his jutting cock.

I finally broke away from him, breathing hard as I reached for the other two men on either side of me. I turned to kiss each of them, one after the other, as they all held me in their arms.

Then, slowly, I sank to my knees on the soft carpet, kneeling before Jayce and between Kai and Kingston.

I looked up, peering at them through my dark lashes, and the sight of all three of them looking at me like they wanted to consume me made my clit throb and my pussy clench.

I wanted that too.

I wanted these men to devour me. To take everything I was and give me back just as much of themselves.

I wanted to share my soul with them.

My fingertips trailed over the ridges of Kingston’s stomach, feeling the muscles flex under my touch, as I reached around to caress Kai’s ass with my other hand, drawing a guttural noise from him.

When I leaned forward and closed my lips around the tip of Jayce’s cock, all three men groaned. I slid my tongue over the velvety mushroom head, sliding it along the vein as I took more of his length into my mouth. Then I released him with a wet pop and turned to lick the tip of Kingston’s cock.

His body tensed, his hips jutting forward slightly, and I shivered as I remembered the first time I’d done this to him. That had been the first moment he’d seemed to accept the bond between us, the first time he’d let me see past his cool, aristocratic facade. Now I knew so much more of what lay beneath, and I would never get tired of discovering more and more about this man.

With a final stroke of my tongue, I released him, turning to Kai and swiping at his broad cock head with the flat of my tongue, gathering the bead of precum that had leaked from his small slit. It was salty and tangy, and as soon as the taste hit my tongue, I wrapped my lips around him and sucked, almost desperate for another taste.

“Fuck, Piper,” he murmured, and I grinned around his thick length.

Yes. Fuck Piper. That’s exactly what I want.

Liquid fire ran through my veins, urging me on. Every grunt and moan, every taste and touch, only made me crave more.

Turning back to Jayce, I drew him into my mouth again, reaching up to wrap my hands around the other two men’s cocks. My saliva had slicked their shafts, and as I worked all three of them, switching between my hands and mouth on each one, their hands fell on me, tangling in my hair. All three of them helped guide my movements as I licked and sucked and jerked them off with my fists.

The more worked up they got, the harder it was for them to stay still. They met my hands and my mouth with their own thrusts, their bodies begging for more, begging for release.

My hips moved too, practically humping the air as I squeezed my inner muscles rhythmically, making my clit pulse with pleasure. Between the feel of them, the taste of them, and the masculine, almost animalistic sounds they were making, they were about to push me over the edge too.

“Shit. Fuck. Oh, fuck, I’m gonna come. Your mouth is too fucking good, Pipes.”

Jayce’s choked words were punctuated by short thrusts into my mouth. I relaxed my jaw, letting the hands in my hair control me as I took him as deep as I could, and when I felt him begin to thicken between my lips, I swirled my tongue over his soft skin and sucked.

He exploded in my mouth, his salty essence hitting the back of my throat as I did my best to keep up the motion of my hands on the other two.

As Jayce withdrew from my mouth, I heard Kingston curse low under his breath, and I turned toward him quickly, my greedy lips stretching over his thickness as I hollowed my cheeks. He thrust his hips in short, sharp jabs, every muscle in his body contracting as an orgasm tore through him.