I nodded, my head bobbing quickly up and down. Still holding my gaze, Merrick stepped back even farther. Far enough away that I would have to hinge at the waist to wrap my lips around his cock, which jutted toward me, the vein that ran along the length pulsing slightly, the smooth mushroom head slightly darker than the rest.
Licking my lips, I bent forward, holding onto Merrick’s lean hips to steady myself. When his cock was at eye level, I darted my tongue out to lick the small bead of precum at his slit, then closed my lips over the soft, velvety flesh.
I heard him groan, and I heard the soft grunts of the two men behind me. Then I felt hands on my hips, and Trace’s cock teased my entrance, stretching me as he began to slide in with agonizing slowness. To encourage him, I slid my lips along Merrick’s shaft, taking the blond-haired mage deeper into my mouth. Trace seemed to take the hint, giving me more of his length until finally, he was fully rooted inside me.
“You feel so damn good, Snow. And you look like the best kind of sin. Bent over for me, your beautiful lips wrapped around Merrick.” Trace’s normal smooth voice was rough, and I could feel his body shudder as he slowly pulled out and slid in again. “You’re gorgeous like this. You look so damn sexy, Lachlan has to fuck his fist just watching you.”
His words lit me on fire, and I cut my gaze to the side. I couldn’t turn my head much, positioned between Merrick and Trace as I was, but I caught sight of Lachlan standing close by, his gaze locked on me as he slid his hand up and down his cock, pulling at it with harsh movements as his abs flexed and tightened.
Then Trace began to fuck me in steady, long strokes, and I let the movement of my body dictate my rhythm as I slid my lips up and down Merrick’s cock. Saliva and precum ran down his shaft as he delved his fingers into my hair, gripping close to the scalp and guiding my movements. Trace’s hands were on my hips, his touch greedy as his fingers dug into my flesh.
“Bloody hell,” Lach grunted, the sound almost pained.
I knew how he felt. I was in an overload of sensations, floating away on the pleasure roaring through my body. It wasn’t just the physical pleasure of having Merrick and Trace’s hands on me, of Trace’s cock driving into my slick pussy or Merrick’s thick length in my mouth.
It was the feeling of wholeness. Of rightness.
As if I’d been waiting for this my whole life and had never known it until now.
“I want to feel you come,” Trace murmured, his voice rough. He slipped one hand around the curve of my hip, brushing his fingers over my lower belly before finding the hard nub of my clit. “I want to watch you lose control for us. Feel you milk me with that sweet pussy.”
Stars danced in my vision, and I clung to Merrick with a desperate grip as my mouth worked his shaft faster, taking him deeper into my throat each time. I could taste his salty essence on my tongue, and I knew he was close too.
I was so turned on that my entire body felt like it was humming with energy. Every nerve end
ing in my skin seemed to be firing at once, and the slightest touch made me moan. My breasts felt full and heavy as they swayed with the motion of my body, and my back was already arching, my hips shifting as I chased the pleasure Trace’s fingertips were giving me.
His movements became harder, more demanding, the thrusts of his cock matching the blur of his fingers, and it was too much for one body to contain anymore. I cried out around Merrick’s cock, licking and slurping him as an orgasm tore through me, making my knees shake and my body jerk.
“Fuck yes, Ari. Just like that. Oh, fuuuuuck.”
Merrick’s final word ended on a long groan as ropes of cum spilled down my throat. I swallowed over and over, taking every bit of him, and a second later, Trace cursed loudly, his thrusts falling out of rhythm as his cock pulsed inside me.
My heart was beating so fast it felt like it might explode out of my chest. Aftershocks of pleasure still ran through me, and I wasn’t sure I had ever come so hard in my life. I ran my tongue up the length of Merrick’s shaft as I slowly released him, licking the rounded head of his cock before pulling back.
He gripped my shoulders to help me stand as Trace pulled out of me, and before I could even catch my breath, Lachlan was there. Burning desire blazed in the Irishman’s green eyes, and he dragged me from Merrick’s hold like a caveman claiming his mate.
Lach’s cock was hard as steel and hot as a brand as he wrapped his arms around me, his lips crashing against mine. Every bit of pent-up arousal that had built up in him as he watched his two friends fuck me was unleashed in this kiss, and I gasped as his tongue battled with mine.
My own arousal spiked again, and I wrapped my arms around Lachlan’s neck as he lifted me into his arms. The head of his cock found my pussy, and without pausing, driven by a primal need, he slammed me down hard on his thick length, plunging in to the hilt. My head fell back as a scream of pleasure burst from me, and he growled, taking advantage of my position to run his lips up the column of my throat, licking and sucking. Tasting me.
His large hands gripped my ass, and he lifted me up and down as he drove into me, making each thrust so deep it felt like he might split me in two.
“Lachlan! Oh, Gods…”
I hadn’t expected to come again so fast, but the demanding force of his thrusts and the need I could feel in every one of his movements drove me over the edge. My arms and legs tightened around him convulsively as waves of pleasure swept through me. He pulled me down on his thick shaft one last time, his body shuddering in my embrace as he followed me over the edge.
His cock jerked inside me as he bathed my insides with his cum, and the feeling of incredible, overwhelming fullness made me whimper as I buried my face in his neck.
We went still, breathing hard against one another, our sweat-dampened skin clinging together.
Holy shit. That had been so much better, so much more than I had expected.
I trusted Lach to keep holding me up, because I wasn’t ready to move yet. I wasn’t ready to let go of this incredible feeling yet. As we stood like that, my arms and legs still wrapped around him, the other two men stepped closer. Soft hands caressed my bare skin, warm lips kissed and worshipped me.
I could feel it in the way they touched me, in the almost reverent silence that now filled the cave.
This had changed everything. Not just for me.