“You like it, don’t you?” he murmured, his voice rough. “Is that why you stuck your finger in my ass? To show me what you wanted?”
I mumbled incoherently into Jayce’s mouth, but it didn’t seem to matter that I didn’t answer with words. My body was answering plenty well for me, begging for more as my muscles clamped around Kai’s finger. He took his time warming me up, preparing me, sliding a second finger in alongside the first and slowly beginning to fuck me with them.
It was only when I began bumping into his hand, demanding more and more and more, that he finally withdrew his fingers, leaving me covered in a sheen of sweat and completely breathless.
When the thick length of his cock slid through my messy juices, brushing against the spot where Jayce impaled me, I bit my lip, burying my face in Jayce’s neck and clinging to him.
Kai’s cock was bigger than his fingers. A lot bigger. He worked his way in slowly, and with every inch he took, I felt more full, more completely overwhelmed by my two mates. I gasped against Jayce’s warm skin, running my lips and teeth over the junction of his neck and shoulder before moving down to bite at his collarbone.
When Kai bottomed out inside me, I couldn’t hold back anymore. The pleasure that’d been building up inside me, filling every part of me with need, broke open like a dam. I whimpered and writhed in their hold as I came, my body twisting and grinding between theirs—trapped, with no way to escape the torrent of ecstasy.
They rode me through it, fucking me in short, gentle thrusts, but as the orgasm faded and my body relaxed, letting them move more freely, Kai gripped my shoulder with one hand and my hip with the other.
“Can you take more, Pipes?” he asked. “Can you take us really fucking you?”
I was nodding before I even spoke. “Yes. Yes.”
It was all the encouragement they needed. Jayce thrust up hard into me from below, and as he withdrew, Kai slammed into me from behind, rocking my body between them. I could feel their cocks brushing against each other inside my body, separated only by a thin wall, and I let myself move with them, my motions dictated by theirs.
My eyes were rolling back into my head, but still, when Kingston approached, his cock held firmly in his fist, I strained forward to lick it with the tip of my tongue.
“You and your damn lollipops,” he muttered, but there was amusement and affection behind the strain in his voice.
I let the motion of my body dictate how I sucked him, sometimes losing his cock entirely as the men below and behind me drove into me hard and fast.
Wet slaps, groans, and primal grunts filled the room as we worked ourselves into a frenzy, grasping and thrusting and grinding against each other.
Kai suddenly fell out of rhythm, driving into me one last time before his cock pulsed in my ass, thickening and jerking.
“Fuck!” Jayce bit the word out as he pulled me down hard, impaling me as he exploded inside me too.
The feel of their cum spilling inside me made a combination of pleasure and power surge in my veins, and I dropped my head, wrapping my fingers around Kingston’s cock as I panted out my release, my abs contracting over and over.
Kai pulled out first, and I felt a gush of wetness as I was lifted off of Jayce, their cum spilling down my legs. Warm, strong hands laid me on my back on the rug, and I blinked my heavy-lidded eyes open to see Kingston straddling my body, his thick, angry-looking cock gripped tight in his fist.
“I’m gonna fuck your tits, Piper. Hold them together for me,” he rasped, his voice like sandpaper, as if it’d taken every ounce of control he had to hold out this long, and the thread was finally about to break.
Heat flared in my belly, and I bit down hard on my lower lip as I grabbed my breasts in both hands, pressing them together and massaging the aching flesh, feeling my hard nipples press into my palms.
Kingston moved up my body just enough to find the space between my breasts with his cock, thrusting hard and fast as I tilted my head to lick and tease his broad head on every upward stroke.
“Fuck. Oh, Jesus fuck…”
He came on a groan, pulling back and jerking himself quickly as sticky ropes spattered across my chest. I arched my back, moaning and grinding my hips against empty air as a fresh wave of power and pleasure ripped through me.
Kingston leaned down to kiss me fiercely, palming the back of my head and lifting it off the rug as he delved his tongue into my mouth. I could feel his body shaking with the aftermath of his release, and when he collapsed beside me, the other two me
n were there too.
I lost myself in a cocoon of warm bodies and hot breath, too sated and exhausted to even think about covering up or cleaning up.
Not yet.
I wanted to stay messy and sticky and satisfied for a little longer. To stay in this safe place where nothing but pleasure and love existed.
But the challenges we would face tomorrow hung over me like a storm cloud, and as I blinked up at the cracked ceiling in the semi-darkness, I knew there was nothing I could do to keep the danger away.
If we wanted Xero back, we would have to face the darkness.