“You’re hard for me already,” I murmur softly, brushing my lips against his with every word. “You want me that much?”
“More,” he answers gruffly, pinning me even more tightly to his body as we each grind against each other a little. “More than anything.”
He thrusts his hips up as he says the last words, and I exhale sharply as his clothed cock rubs against my clit. I can feel the atmosphere in the room change, as if all of us are holding our breath as Raven grinds against me and the other two men watch. I can’t see their faces at the moment, but I can feel the heat of their focus on us.
Resting my weight on my knees, I reach for the fastenings of Raven’s pants and undo them, and he shifts a bit to help me tug them down and out of the way. His cock springs free, long and hard, and I wrap my fingers around it, gliding them up and down gently.
There’s no precum to slick the way yet, so I release him and delve two fingers into my pussy, holding his gaze as I do.
“Fuck,” Raven breathes, gripping my hips as he watches me press my fingers as deep into my channel as they’ll go.
I’m eager to get back to making him feel good, but the way he’s watching me makes it pretty clear that this is doing something for him, so I pump my fingers in and out a few more times, allowing myself to ride my own hand.
When my breath is coming a bit faster and I’m sure my fingers are nice and wet, I pull them out and grip Raven’s cock again, spreading my arousal over his shaft. He groans, his eyelids drooping a little as his hard length pulses against my palm.
“So fucking hot,” he murmurs. “So good.”
The pain that lingered at the edges of his eyes is fading, and I like seeing it bleed away, replaced by raw heat. I’d keep doing this forever if it could keep his demons at bay.
My gaze stays locked on his face as I stroke him, using my hand to get him off. When I can feel precum sliding down to mingle with my own arousal, I start to move my fist faster, and Raven bites out a muffled curse.
I could make him come like this—but I know we both want more than that.
I want to feel him inside me. I want him to be buried to the hilt when he finally lets go.
Pressing my lips to his, I adjust my grip on his cock as I rise up and then sink back down onto his shaft. He lets out a low, hungry noise, and I hear the two men behind us make similar sounds.
Even with as aroused as I am, the stretch is intense as my body adjusts to his size, squeezing around him. I roll my hips a few times, letting his cock slide in and out in shallow thrusts as I get used to the feel of him all over again.
His lips and tongue devour me hungrily as we keep kissing, and he wraps his arms around my waist, holding me close as we move together.
“You’re so beautiful like this,” North rasps from behind me.
My cheeks flush. I can’t help but imagine the view he and Cain are getting right now, watching me bounce up and down on Raven’s cock.
Maybe Raven just had the same thought I did, because he suddenly breaks our kiss. He adjusts his hold on me, leaning me backward while making sure I don’t fall. My spine arches, my head falling back, and I get a sudden glimpse of Cain and North behind me, their faces upside down in my field of vision.
It’s almost like Raven ispresentingme to them, letting them see even more of me as he fucks me.
I don’t fight it, and I don’t try to hide from them. I let them see the way my breasts bounce a little every time Raven thrusts up into me, the way my mouth falls open when he hits that perfect spot.
They gaze at me appreciatively, the rapt desire in their expressions clear to see even from this upside-down vantage point.
“Are you gonna come for him?” Cain murmurs, reaching down to squeeze his cock through his pants. “Are you gonna come apart just like this?”
I nod, although I’m not sure the movement really registers as Raven chooses that moment to start fucking me in earnest. With the way I’m leaning backward, there’s not much I can do except go along for the ride, squeezing my inner muscles around him as he rocks me up and down on his cock. My clit doesn’t get the most attention in this position, but my g-spot is loving it.
Rather than answering Cain’s question with words, I reach up and start playing with my nipples, tugging and tweaking them gently. Sensations shoot through my body like little bolts of lightning, making my skin prickle.
“Oh, fuck!” I bite down hard on my lower lip, writhing in Raven’s hold as an orgasm rushes through me. He lets out a soft growl, finally pulling me upright again and burying his face in the crook of my neck as he drags me down even harder on his cock.
His whole body shakes as he comes inside me, and I cling to him as the giddy feeling of a head rush mixes with the pulsing pleasure of my climax.
We stay like that for a few more seconds, our hearts pounding wildly and our bodies crushed together.
Raven moves one large hand up to stroke my hair, and the tenderness and familiarity of that gesture means almost more to me than anything that just happened between us. It’s a reminder that no matter how intense the chemistry between us is, it’s always about more than sex. Even if we can’t talk to each other about everything yet, even if we’re still figuring out what we are to each other on the deepest level, it’s more than sex.
So much more.