They’ve got me. All three of them.
They won’t let me go.
“Please,” I whimper, shifting my hips as much as I’m able as I try to lift them toward Raven’s face. “God, please. Make me come.”
He makes a low noise that vibrates against my pussy, and Cain chooses this moment to lean in and wrap his lips around one of my nipples. He flicks his tongue back and forth over the sensitive peak, and I let out a small yelp.
“I told you,” North murmurs, still holding on to my hand as he moves his lips over the curve of my shoulder and up my neck. “We’ve got you. We’ll always have you.”
As he speaks, he slides his free hand down my stomach, working his way around Raven’s dexterous tongue before sliding a finger into my core. Raven doesn’t even miss a beat, just keeps on licking me, and I arch off the bed as dozens of new sensations bounce around inside me. Cain keeps toying with my nipples, alternating between one breast and the other, as North and Raven work together on my pussy.
After a few more deep pumps of his finger, North drags it from my soaked entrance. But instead of pulling his hand away entirely, he switches tactics, sliding his fingers through my arousal before drawing back the little hood over my clit, baring it for Raven.
Raven makes a soft growling sound, taking advantage of North’s assistance by flicking his tongue back and forth over the exposed little nub.
“Ahhh!”
My thighs tense up, my head tipping back as I belt out a loud cry. It’s almost more than I can take, and my body is torn between trying to press closer to Raven’s tongue and trying to retreat from the intense pleasure/pain. I shake my head back and forth, my eyelids fluttering shut as my limbs all begin to shake.
“That’s it, baby girl,” North croons, somehow managing to sound both dominant and caring all at once. “Let us take care of you. Stay right the fuck here with us, you hear me?”
A hint of worry tinges his tone on the last words, his voice turning strained. I know that even though the men all agreed to go along with this, giving me what I need right now, they haven’t forgotten what just happened—and neither have I.
I haven’t forgotten the way I seemed to slip away from them, lost in an endless sea of fae voices.
The memory of it sends a chill up my spine, momentarily edging out the pleasure running through my veins. I shove the thought away, whimpering softly as Cain draws my nipple into his mouth with a deep pull.
“I’m gonna come,” I whisper. My skin is prickling with it, every nerve in me lighting up in anticipation of the impending orgasm. “Oh fuck. Right there, Raven. Right there. Please don’t stop. Don’t—ohgod!”
I arch my back so hard I can tell my muscles will be sore later, writhing on the mattress as the men keep their tight grips on me, helping me ride out my climax. When I hit the peak of pleasure, it takes me a long time to come down, aftershock upon aftershock of ecstasy rippling through me.
My muscles slowly unclench, my breath coming in shaky inhales and exhales. I feel like a sponge that’s been wrung out. Empty, but in agoodway. In the best way.
As my heartbeat slowly comes back under control, I blink dazedly and then look down at my men, shifting my focus from where North and Cain kneel beside me to where Raven is still settled between my legs.
The gargoyle has lifted his head from where it was buried at the apex of my thighs, and I can’t help but notice the way his face is a bit flushed, his hair disheveled, and the lower half of his face wet. I probably almost smothered him with the way I kept pressing myself harder against his tongue, but I have a feeling he’d consider that a worthy way to go out.
Cain circles my breast with his tongue, dragging it over my skin in a circular pattern. When I look at him, he leans up to kiss me, exploring my mouth with his tongue the same way he was just exploring my breast.
He smiles softly, reaching up to tuck a lock of damp dark hair behind my ears. “You okay?”
I nod, shivering as Raven drops his head again to drag his tongue over my pussy lips, lapping up the arousal that slicks my skin. “Yes. That helped. Thank you.”
“Good.” His handsome features soften, the charming, devil-may-care demeanor he so often wears slipping away. “You scared the shit out of us.”
“That’s for damn sure,” North growls, pulling his hand away from my core as he sits back on his heels. “We need to find out if—”
“Wait. Wait.” I blink, my brows furrowing as Raven leans back too, running his tongue over his lips. “What are you doing? Aren’t you going to…? Aren’twegoing to…?”
I might’ve just had one of the most earth-shaking orgasms of my life, but that doesn’t mean I’mdone.
Although I don’t think I would’ve used the word sex-fiend to describe myself before, it’s a pretty apt description for me ever since I met the men who have become my mates. Ialwayswant them. I’m always hungry for them. And especially right now, I still feel the strong urge to cocoon myself in the connection between us, to wrap it around myself like a blanket that will block out everything dangerous and terrifying in the world for just a little while longer.
Looking from Raven to Cain to North, I drag my lower lip between my teeth. “Can’t we…”
“We’re not going to fuck you, Kiara.” North’s voice holds just the slightest hint of amusement, but mostly, he seems deathly serious.
I pout, squirming on the bed again as I clench my inner muscles and make my clit throb. “Please?”