In Silence She Screams (Midnight Mayhem 3)

It has always been a transaction. Out of my control.

Until now. Maybe that explains the kiss I just shared with Eli. My stomach is filled with knots and confusion, but instead of addressing it—if I do at all—I do as I’m told and lean onto Kyrin’s thighs, looking up at him from beneath my lashes. He’s already watching me. His legs widened. He cocks his head to the side and looks over my shoulder to where Eli is running the palm of his hand down my back. Kyrin slides forward and I find myself holding my breath as his fingers graze over my ribs, static snapping over every area he touches. It’s almost like being touched by death, cold enough to break a chill down the center of your spine. Eli is cheeky, playful, and smug and he makes my insides do weird things when we kiss, but what would happen if I kissed Kyrin? Eli was the first man I ever willingly kissed, and now I find myself wanting to do the same with Kyrin.

“Lemonade” by Andrew Lambrou is playing hypnotically in the background and I swing my hair over my shoulder to look at Eli from behind. I peek down at his jeans, raising my eyebrows at him as if to say why are they still on?

The corners of his mouth tilt up as his hands slip into the front of his jeans. I lick my lips when I watch his hand wrap around himself. He pumps twice while his other hand slides up my inner thigh. His index finger slides between my lips, teasing my entrance at the same time an unfamiliar chill settles in my bones. I shake it off, my eyes rolling to the back of my head. Fingers are around my chin as my mouth parts, angling my head upward.

“Open your eyes.”

They open gently onto Kyrin watching my mouth as his thumb caresses against my bottom lip.

“Suck.”

I open my mouth just as I feel Eli press into me from behind. I sink my teeth into Kyrin’s thumb as Eli descends deeper and deeper.

“Fuck.”

As I suck in deep breaths that I’m sure my lungs will thank me for shortly, that same coldness releases from my bones as my cheeks explode with heat and sweat droplets slide down my sternum.

Wrapping my lips around the base of Kyrin’s thumb, I bat my lashes up at him as Eli slowly withdraws, both hands on my hips. Without moving from his position, Kyrin wraps my hair around his fist, yanking my head to the side. He leans forward until I feel his warm breath over my ear.

“Tell me what you want and it’s yours.” He shuffles back slightly, as if to watch me as I go into explicit detail of every bad thing I want him to do to me.

I don’t get a chance to entertain his answer before I’m fighting a moan by sinking my teeth into my swollen lip when Eli drives into me hard enough to feel his pelvic bone slap against my ass. My insides melt as I fall into Kyrin’s chest, not bothering to correct my posture. Hard abs flex beneath my palms and my eyes trail down past his belly button and to where his jeans are unbuttoned.

He tilts his hips up to allow me access and I reach for the waistband, tugging his jeans down until his smooth cock rests against my lips. Thick, heavy, and pierced. I wrap my fingers around his shaft and direct the tip to the entrance of my damp lips. Peering up at him with a curved grin, I drag the base of my tongue across the rim before directing him into the warmth of my mouth. He tugs on my hair again, his eyes flying over my shoulder to Eli as he, too, picks up his pace. I take Kyrin deeper until my saliva and his precum allow his monstrous size to be fully immersed down my throat. I start the sinful rhythm. Sucking him all the way down until my curved lips reach his pelvic bone, before locking my suction tighter as I raise my head back up, flicking the head before repeating. I make sure to keep one hand on his abs and the other wrapped around the base of his cock. His hips buck as I flick my eyes up to his, a dangerous shade of darkness that should never be tampered with. His lips part slightly, his sharp cheeks flushing a sexy shade of red as his brows cross in concentration. It’s by far the sexiest face I have ever seen, with the exception of Eli. I can’t decide who I think is hotter. Eli slams inside me roughly, hitting something unforbidden inside that has never been caressed, and I whimper around Kyrin’s dick to stop myself from screaming, sucking him harder and faster as my lower stomach begins tightening and coiling around itself. With Eli pounding into me relentlessly from behind and Kyrin’s fist wrapped around my hair, directing the pace of my mouth, my lips quiver through the detonation of my orgasm erupting inside of me as Kyrin’s hot cum spits to the back of my throat and Eli slows his thrusting as he pulses inside of me. I lap all of Kyrin up as my body convulses around my comedown, only it doesn’t. The orgasm was intense, but I could easily go again. I suck the tip of Kyrin before standing, swiping my lips with my thumb while sucking off the rest of his cum.