I tugged the hem of Kaige’s shirt and pulled it off him, then ran my hands down the massive tattooed landscape of his torso. His muscles flexed as I circled a finger around his nipple. Gideon unbuttoned his own shirt, keeping his eyes on me. I kissed Rowan on the lips more urgently while my fingers skimmed to the crotch of his pants. He was hard, his cock straining against his fly. Kaige and Gideon sported similar bulges.
I stroked all three of them, moving from one to the next while their hands ran all over my body. My skin felt as if it’d caught fire. Rowan pulled back so Gideon could yank my shirt off of me, and then Kaige ripped my bra open to lick down my spine.
I arched my back at the slick of his demanding tongue, gripping both Rowan’s and Gideon’s shoulder. Our combined groans reverberated through the van.
“Enough,” Wylder said roughly, snapping me out of my trance. The guys glanced around to look at their leader where he was standing stiffly by the van’s back door, but none of them moved away from me. I was surrounded entirely by their delicious heat and weight. Wylder had better not fucking ruin this moment.
The Noble heir stepped forward, forcing Rowan to move behind me to make room. When I saw the look in Wylder’s bright green eyes, I bit my lip.
All at once, he caught me around my waist and lifted me right off Gideon. I squeaked as he whipped me around and slammed me against the wall over the bench, our heads just below the roof. Before I could recover, his lips were on mine.
The hard press of metal at my naked back made the experience even more raw. The heat of his kiss shot right to my core, which gushed as soon as his tongue came out to play against mine.
Wylder ground his cock into my stomach, and I growled against his lips. The wall of the van shook behind us at the force of our kiss. It was savage and take-no-prisoner, the force of it sweeping me away in the storm of Wylder’s passion. I kissed him back hard, tilting my head so I could have deeper access to his sinful mouth.
Then he pulled me away from the wall and laid me down in the middle of the dense carpet. His gaze roved over my body, lingering on the swell of my naked breasts. I jutted my chest forward and looked at him with a challenge in my eyes.
A wicked smile curled his mouth. As he reached to flick open the button on my jeans, he glanced around at the other guys, who’d drawn back to give us space and see what would happen next.
“I think the new queen deserves a full celebration,” he said in a low voice full of promise.
Answering smiles sprang onto the other men’s faces—and my own. A quiver of anticipation ran straight to my cunt. Then my lovers closed in on me, discarding their shoes and kicking off their jeans as Wylder stripped me of mine. The avid lust in all their eyes made me dizzy. It was all for me.
They sat on their haunches around me. Four pairs of practiced hands roamed over my skin, touching me everywhere and sending tingles down my body. From that moment onward, we were all in this together. We were making something bigger than any passion we could have shared with only two or three of us.
We’d won against the Storm today, and we won a victory for our hearts right now.
Rowan kissed me again, his deft tongue tracing the seam of my lips. A mouth latched on to my left tit and sucked hard. A few moments later, another devoured my right nipple.
I closed my eyes against the onslaught of sensation. Fingers skimmed impatiently over my inner thighs before hooking around my panties and pulling them down to my knees, ripping the lace in the process.
My eyelids fluttered open at half-mast to see Gideon as he knelt between my thighs. He inhaled my cunt deeply before he lapped the center, his eyes staying fixed on me. As his tongue nudged inside my hot, wet slit, my eyes rolled back. Molten pleasure washed up from my core.
Rowan traced his fingers along my chin to tip my head so he could kiss me again. Kaige circled the mound of my breast with his tongue, while Wylder worked the hard nub of my nipple between his teeth. The pain and the pleasure made a heady mix.
Gideon continued to lap at my cunt greedily, as if he couldn’t get enough of me. I writhed against the floor, the friction of the carpet tingling through my nerve endings.
Rowan pulled back just a few inches, his hand dropping to rub his erection through his boxers. “Condoms,” he said, his voice coming out a little strangled. “I hate to break up the party, but before this goes any further—"
Gideon looked up from between my thighs, his lips shiny with my pussy juices. “The container next to the first aid kit.”
Rowan gave him a quizzical look and reached under the bench. I tried not to whimper at the abrupt stillness around me. The other guys watched as Rowan retrieved a plastic container.
“I wondered what that was,” Kaige said.
Gideon offered a satisfied smile. “Everything we might need is in there.”
Wylder raised his eyebrows. “Even lube?” His gaze dropped back to me, nearly scorching.
“I said everything, didn’t I?”
Kaige let out a guffaw. “Gideon had a sex kit in his van the whole time. Who would have thought?”
Gideon shot him a narrow look, but he was still smiling. “You know I like to be prepared for every possible contingency.”
“And thank God for that,” Wylder muttered, but his eyes hadn’t left me.
The heat in the van seemed to have increased by about ten degrees. Rowan pulled out a condom, and the other guys moved as if agreeing that because he’d been the one to suggest this step, he should make use of them first. I couldn’t say I had a problem with that.