In Silence She Screams (Midnight Mayhem 3)

It tenses as Eli’s fingers dive inside of me and I groan, my head falling back against Eli’s chest. “I need this.”

“You need what, Lilith?” Kyrin asks, though it’s slow and teasing, as if he didn’t want to breathe a word, but he needed to know my answer. Having both near me is like spreading balm over an open wound. It stings at first, but once that disappears, there’s nothing but relief. As if my soul has been dead for years and it’s now been given its first breath of air.

“Both of you. Now.” It comes out as a whimper, but Kyrin’s arm is around my back, pulling me on top of him. Eli slips my bottoms down as Kyrin whips off my shirt and bra, pausing for a few as I lower myself back onto his lap.

His fingers tease the back of my neck, pulling me into his mouth as he licks me across the edge of my bottom lip, sucking while slowly lowering my hips over his thick length.

I bite down on his lip when it becomes too much. Too tight. Too big. Metallic touches the tip of my tongue when I finally release his lip, guiding myself over his length. He hisses as I drag myself up, before slowly lowering down, feeling the tip of his piercing graze against that glorious spot deep inside. Eli runs his finger down the crack of my ass, before carefully sliding a finger inside of me as I raise myself up, enough for him to reach Kyrin’s cock before he cups my pussy and runs the palm of his hand over my ass again. My back arches when Eli directs himself over my entrance, right where Kyrin was, all while I reach for Kyrin’s dick, rubbing him against Eli. I would slide off and put him into my mouth, but for right now, I need to be this close to them. Skin on skin. Connected and alive after I’ve been lost and dead for so long.

Eli pulls out just as I lower my lips to Kyrin’s, my breathing hard and rough. Eli spits and I feel saliva slide down the crack of my ass as I slowly lower myself back onto Kyrin. Eli crawls up the couch, knees sinking into the cushions beside us while pushing me closer into Kyrin, his mouth covering my nipple. I tug on his hair when his tongue flicks around my piercing, sending jolts of pleasure rippling through every part of my body. I feel it right to my fingertips and through to my toes.

Eli’s hands grasp the edges of the sofa as he guides the tip of his cock over the entrance of my ass. I feel myself tense as he slowly inches in.

“Relax.” Eli bites on the nape of my neck as Kyrin slowly jerks his cock inside of me while sucking on my other nipple. “Good girl.” He pushes farther and I swallow him whole, gasping while trying to stifle the whimper that Kyrin catches with a flick of his tongue, quieting me. They both start moving slowly, Eli riding me from behind as I roll my hips over Kyrin. Slow and guided, I feel myself clench around both of them, desperate to calm my nerves. Kyrin reaches from underneath me, circling my clit with the cushion of his thumb while rubbing Eli’s balls with his other hand.

“I—” Kyrin moves faster as Eli grinds slowly, my body slick with sweat. Eli pushes on my back and I fall against Kyrin’s chest, unmoving as they both fuck me. Kyrin’s hands are on Eli’s ass, pushing him closer into me. I slide between both of their bodies, sweaty and wet and lost between the groans and moaning of them both when Kyrin catches my lips with his while Eli continues sucking on the nape of my neck. “Fuck!” My walls tighten as a foreign area behind me ignites with pleasure and my eyes roll to the back of my head as my orgasm pulses through me in rhythmic convulsions. Before I can catch my breath from one, another hits from Eli, and suddenly I’m drowning in the frenzy of my climax. I scream through the carnal riptide that chokes me as my body trembles at the same time they both jerk inside of me, filling all of the parts that needed to be filled, but only by them. Both of them. I collapse on Kyrin, running my hand up and down Eli’s thigh.

“I can die happy,” I murmur, sighing against both of them.

“You can’t die at all.” Kyrin pushes my hair off the side of my cheek, sticky with sweat. “And we’re not done.” Kyrin taps Eli’s leg and he slowly pulls out of my ass. If I wasn’t still humming from whatever hyper experience that was, I would probably wince, but before I can do anything, Kyrin is lifting me up while keeping his cock inside and starts walking me upstairs to the main room. I don’t think much about what’s happening around me, but I love this room. The floor-to-ceiling glass windows give a direct view of the calm lake below. I’m guessing the glass is tinted, but wouldn’t be surprised if it wasn’t, since Kiznitch gets off on fucking in front of an audience. Kyrin tosses me onto the bed, his hand gripped around his cock as Eli crawls up my body. I fist the sheets in my hands, arching my back off the bed when Eli slides his finger up my sweaty stomach and chest, all the way to my throat, before lowering his mouth to mine. He kisses me gently, only the way his tongue glides into my mouth tells a story of every intention he has for me. None of them good. He rolls me on top until I’m straddling his waist, as Kyrin sits at the edge of the bed, watching both of us with his cock in his fist and his hair in disarray. I guide my hips over Eli, pinching his nipples while throwing my head back until my hair flows down to my tailbone. Eli’s hand is back on my throat as I start riding him slowly. With every stroke I feel myself heat, needing to reach that peak, only to be pushed off the edge and left falling to my demise. Kyrin moves and I look over my shoulder to watch as he disappears behind us. Eli’s eyes roll to the back of his head as I try to turn farther, needing to see what’s happening. Kyrin slams his hand on my back, pushing me back over Eli, and I feel his tongue slide over my tailbone before traveling down… Determined, I inch up and peek down between my legs to catch Kyrin lowering his tongue against Eli’s balls. “Shit…” Blood rushes to my clit, my G-spot pulsating for more as Kyrin slams me back down on top of Eli. I ride him until sweat slides off my belly and drips down my thighs. Eli flips me around so I’m on my back as Kyrin’s warm mouth covers my opening. My head throbs with fatigue but my body wants more. Mind starved, belly greedy. I roll my hips up, my fingers diving into Kyrin’s hair as he flicks my clit in circles with his tongue. My breathing becomes hard when my chest rises and falls around our bodies slipping together.