“You look perfect like this,”Ryker said as Kingston stepped back. I was lying on a thick fur rug in front of the fireplace and what felt like a million Christmas lights twinkled all around me. It felt like I was lying on a cloud in the middle of the night sky.
“I feel perfect,” I said, and I posed for them. I extended one foot and kept my shoes on so my leg would appear impossibly long. I’d gotten waxed from top to toe in the city before we left, so I was smooth and glittery from the Christmas body lotion I’d used before I’d come down.
I even smelled minty, like a delicious treat. Like something they would want to devour, and I hoped they would.
Luckily, I didn’t have to verbalize my needs because my Kings always knew how to read the room. They knew what I wanted on an instinctual level, sometimes even figuring it out before I did.
Archer was the first to take his shirt off, and the moment he reached his pants to unbutton them, the other Kings were following his lead.
“I’m first,” he exclaimed, hopping on one foot as his jeans got caught on the other. Ryker snuck past him and dropped to his hands and knees beside me with a wide grin on his face. “Come on! I called shotgun.”
They always did this, acted as if I was the prize, and whoever called it got it. I loved this part of their play, though, the competitive edginess of it all. It made me feel even more desired because they would fight for me, even if it was in good fun.
“He got here first,” I said and rolled over, sitting up and bringing my legs closer to me. “There’s more than enough room for all of us, though.”
They were all naked by that point, and I had to take a look at each one of them, all so different and yet so similar in their muscular physiques and absolute gorgeousness.
Kingston began taking large pillows from the sofas and chairs surrounding the fireplace and arranging them on the fur rug in front of the crackling fire. I smiled because I knew he was getting ready for all of us to have comfort while we explored each other’s bodies. He was always looking out for us.
Kingston caught me staring at him, so he stopped and looked down.
“You like this, Evie?” he asked, tossing one more at me, then flexing his arm and posing with his massive cock jutting out from his body. “It’s all for you.”
He was joking, but little did he know that I did like it, and I wanted it. I wanted all of him, so even though I joined in the fun, I was serious underneath. My goal was to get things heated up before I exploded from desire.
“It’s been too long since we’ve all had the chance to get down and dirty,” Archer said, stretching out on the rug. He ran his hand up my leg and settled on my knee. “You look incredible.”
“I feel incredible,” I said and looked around at each of them. “You guys make me feel incredible. I want you to know how much I love you, every one of you. You’re my Kings and the loves of my life. The reason I have for getting up each morning.”
“And the reason to crawl into bed each night,” Ryker said, running his hand up my other leg.
I felt Valen get behind me and put his arms around my shoulders. He lifted my hair and kissed the back of my neck, sending shivers snaking up and down my spine. I sucked in my breath and leaned back, sinking into the heat of his body and his desire.
“You’re the reason I’d crawl anywhere,” Kingston said, and I felt him sitting in front of me. I opened my eyes and found him on his knees, looking down at me. He took his hands and gently pushed my legs apart, then moved between them. “Right now, Evie, I’m crawling to you so I can taste your sweet little cunt.”
I shivered again, but this time in anticipation. I loved the way Kingston spoke to me, his voice commanding and possessive, as if he knew he was the one in charge. He was growing into his position as leader of our ragtag little group, and soon he’d be giving off full-on alpha vibes.
“You know it’s yours,” I said and relaxed my legs. He lifted them and swung them over his shoulders as he dropped into position to devour me like a holiday snack. “It’s all yours. All of you, I belong to you.”
He rested on his elbows and stretched out along the soft fur rug. The heat from the fire kept the chilly air at bay, and the liquid flames dancing in my core kept my entire body fevered with longing.
Kingston paused as his mouth reached my aching, throbbing pussy, and I gasped, waiting for it.
“Suck her dry,” Ryker said, watching with an intensity that matched the flames in the fireplace. “Make our Evie moan. I love it when she moans.”
“I want to feel her shudder when she spills her sweet juice,” Archer breathed and squeezed my thigh. “Come on, King, eat our little whore.”
“Our sweet, delicious temptation,” Valen said behind me. His British accent was slightly more pronounced because he’d just spent a couple of months doing business in London with visits back home here and there. God, how I’d missed him, so to hear him talking about me right in my ear as his strong arms encircled me, I was transported back to high school when I was first with him. It was hard to reconcile at times how scared I’d been back then and how confident I was now.
And all because of these four men. The Kings who had found me broken had tried to break me more but had discovered the resilience I possessed deep inside.
Somehow they’d brought it out of me, and somehow, after all these years, I was still the center of their world.
Kingston didn’t hesitate or tease once he was close enough. His hot mouth began to work my tender flesh, the world slipped away, and all that was left were four bodies for my pleasure and four hearts for my love.
CHAPTER5
“Fuck,I can feel her tense up when you do that,” Ryker growled as Kingston’s tongue slid across my clit. I sucked in my breath sharply and shuddered as he moved it back. “Keep it up, and she’s gonna come.”