At his words, something unraveled in me. I was hungry for him, the kind of hunger I had buried deep inside me for years. But no longer.
I pulled him down, and our mouths met again, open with teeth and tongues. Reaching beneath the waist of his boxers, I curled my fingers around his swollen cock. With a guttural sound, he grabbed at his pants and retrieved a condom from his wallet. As he stared down at me, his eyes growing hooded with lust, something shifted in his pose and his expression.
“Put it on me,” he said, his voice quiet but commanding at the same time, so passionate it sent a giddy jolt straight to my pussy.
I peered at him through my eyelashes and gave his dick a few more forceful strokes. I did love the darker side of him too, just as much as his sweetness. “Let me have it then,” I murmured, holding out my hand.
I tore open the packet and rolled the condom over him. Rowan’s eyes closed for a moment at the sensation, and then he nudged my thighs apart to settle his hips between them. There was barely space for the both of us on the loveseat, but neither of us cared.
He gave me a finger to suck on which I did obediently. When I was done, he slid that inside me. I gasped quietly, my hips rising as his fingers explored my wet pussy. He watched me carefully, his eyes transfixed by my reactions.
As Rowan brought me close to my peak, he hesitated for just an instant with a hint of a question in his gaze. I gave him the smallest of nods, and just like that he withdrew his fingers and thrust his cock into me all the way to the hilt. Pleasure rushed through my body.
I clutched him, rocking my hips to meet his powerful rhythm. Our sexual exploits before had never felt quite this intense. My pussy clenched around his dick as he continued to stroke in and out of me. Every nerve in my body seemed to be quaking, ready to embrace my release alongside him.
He put his arms around my head as if to cocoon me in his embrace. “You have me, and I have you,” he said, breathless but determined. “I’m never leaving you again, Mercy.”
The words, both possessive and loving, sent me spiraling closer to the edge. I wrapped my legs around his waist to pull him even closer, needing all of him that I could get.
Rowan circled his hips to hit a sweet spot inside of me that made me gasp in turn. Sensing that I was close to exploding, he increased his pace, his thrusts becoming erratic as he pumped in and out of me. A groan reverberated from deep in his lungs.
The feel of it where our chests met made us jerk against each other harder, our naked bodies slapping together, and a blazing orgasm tore through me. Rowan followed me right after, bucking into his release, and his last thrust tipped me over the edge once more.
Our bodies collided and melded together. We lay panting in each other’s arms, his weight almost crushing me, but I didn’t want to move. I wanted to stay like this for weeks on end, tucked in the heat of his embrace.
Maybe this moment had been inevitable. I was totally tangled up with all four of my guys now. And they were mine. I couldn’t imagine ever giving this up, no matter what Ezra Noble had to say about it.