I can’t hold back anymore, so I reach down and wrap my hand around his cock. It’s just as thick as I imagined it to be and I can’t wait to feel him inside of me.
Yes, I have imagined him naked… several times.
He gently pushes me down on the bed, following me so his body is stretched out over mine. One arm is braced to keep most of his weight off of me, while the other slips between my legs, rubbing against my clit. I’m so turned on that I can already feel an orgasm building just from a few brushes of his fingers.
“You’re already wet for me, aren’t you, baby?” he asks me in his husky voice. I bite at his lip and suck it into my mouth in response. He rumbles with approval and positions himself between my legs. I wrap my legs around him and pull on his hips, wanting, needing him to hurry and fill me.
He needs no further invitation and starts thrusting into me like he can’t get enough. His sexy grunts of pleasure let me know how much he’s enjoying being inside of me. I groan and clamp my legs tighter around his waist. Dipping my hips, I meet his thrusts with fervor.
“Fuck, baby, you feel amazing.” He bites his lip as he pushes a hand in between us finding my clit. Sam works his fingers expertly over me, sending me careening into an orgasm. As soon as my body starts pulsing around his cock, he explodes inside of me with one last thrust and a throaty roar.
I expect him to let me rest, but instead he flips me over onto my hands and knees and quickly enters me from behind. I let out a squeak of surprise and then lean back into his hips as he delves into my core. My mind wasn’t expecting it, but my body is onboard, especially when his hands start kneading my ass as he slides in and out slowly, stoking my fire toward another climax.
“I told you I would fuck you slowly next,” he teases, his voice husky with desire. “I’m a reaper, so downtime isn’t necessary.”
“I’m not complaining,” I reply before gasping as he picks up the pace. My skin is sensitive and tingling and I can’t fathom coming again. My body betrays me as one builds anyway, this one excruciatingly slow.
He groans as he pulls out of me. I whimper at the loss until he widens my legs and flips on his back, his head underneath me as he lowers me down so he can fuck me with his tongue. The orgasm I’ve been building crashes over me in intense waves that leave me weak and shaking.
I’m still shaking with aftershocks as he lifts my ass in the air. He supports me with strong hands around my waist so he can settle in behind me again. He forgoes the slow movements and delves into me with renewed vigor, his shaft filling my trembling core. His pace stalls and he digs his fingers into my hips, slamming home one last time. The warmth of his climax erupts inside of me.
“I don’t think I can move,” I whine as he pulls out and lays down next to me on the bed.
“That’s a good thing, baby. That means I fucked you thoroughly,” he says with a chuckle before helping me roll over until I’m snuggling into him.
I fall asleep quickly in his arms, thankful that the events in the demon layer didn’t push me away from my men.
* * *
Wakingup in Sam’s arms is the best way to wake up. I stretch slowly, testing out my muscles. Thank goodness for reaper healing, I’m not even a little sore.
I roll over so I can face him. His eyes are open, but just barely. He gives me a small smile, but looks concerned. I raise my eyebrow at him in question.
“I’m sorry I didn’t wait. I should have been more sensitive to what happened. I just felt like we almost lost you and I couldn’t hold back,” he explains softly, looking more vulnerable than I can take. He likely beat himself up over it all night.
“It’s okay, Sam. I wanted it too, you asked for permission and I easily gave it. I enjoyed every amazing second of it,” I promise, giving him a gentle kiss. “You’re all so good to me. I don’t think I’ve ever been happier. You make me feel safe in all of the chaos that comes with being a reaper,” I admit, pushing away the guilt I feel for saying that when I had a fiancée before I died. I can’t remember the details as vividly now, and I know he made me happy, but the truth is, I’ve never felt a connection like I feel with my three Master Reapers. Even if it’s supernaturally created, this bond is something I’ll always cherish.
“Where should we escape to for the day? After a shower of course,” Sam asks with a wink. I groan at the thought of shower sex. He shouldn’t be this sexy so early in the morning.
“Liam wanted the beach, so I say we find one. I’ve never seen a boardwalk or done touristy things.” All of a sudden, I’m getting more and more excited at the prospect of a vacation and half naked man candy.
“Liam will never quit gloating now that you’ve chosen his idea,” Sam says. The sound of Sam’s deep rumbling laughter is comforting, and softens his entire face. I’m mesmerized, just watching him let loose.
Not for the first time it has me curious how they managed to form a bond like they have. The Master Reapers work together, sure, but living together is far beyond work buddies.
“I’ve been meaning to ask… why do you three live together?” I ask curiously, craving to get to know them better.
“It’s a long afterlife. We all have been at the gates together for so long that it eventually became a close friendship. Those two assholes are like my brothers,” he says fondly.
A loud knock pounds on the door. Sam groans and I jump up, throwing on my pants and shirt, not bothering with a bra since I’m going to shower.
“You jerk!” Thea yells as soon as I open the door, then throws herself in my arms for a tight hug.
“Sorry, Thea. It was a hard day and I didn’t think,” I say, genuinely sorry I forgot to tell her I made it back.
“Is that our little sister screeching through the hall?” Liam says as he walks up, tousling her hair and making her smack his hand away.
“I’m not that little,” she huffs, crossing her arms over her body. Which of course only makes her look younger, especially standing next to him.