Three Trials (The Dark Side Book 2)(55)

My hands are tied behind my back before I realize it, and the man under me thrusts up, pushing inside me almost too easily. Something slick and wet trails around my backside, as the man underneath me fucks me to distraction.

The sensations are different from this angle, especially with someone else behind me, running their lubed-up fingers down the path of my ass. I suck in a breath, breaking the kiss, as the one behind me pushes in just one finger.

A groan passes out of the one under me when I start moving harder against him, desperate to have more of each.

Hands tighten on my hips just before a much broader tip starts pressing into my ass. Definitely not a virgin there either, because virgins probably don’t love the bite of pain as someone works their cock into their ass.

“I only feel two of you,” I say on a breathy, half-coherent tone. “Are the other two watching?”

Hands come around to my front, as a voice comes to my ear. “Yes,” is all that’s whispered so softly that I can’t discern whose voice it is.

The man behind me slides his hand up my throat as he starts fucking me in time with the man under me. The movements all feel so much more intense, packed inside me as I shudder uncontrollably against the powerful sensations.

We move as one unit, drawing out the most pleasure, easily synchronized as though we’ve done this countless times. It’s like our bodies have remembered what our minds have forgotten, even if they’re not all technically in the same bodies.

Such delicate care is taken not to hurt me, and our bodies writhe like sex and filth with a seductive, heady concentration. Their hands get more impatient, and I keep kissing one then another.

I’m almost positive it’s Jude and Gage. Then those hands tighten and I’m certain it’s Kai. Definitely Kai. I can feel him.

Nope. It’s Ezekiel under me. Has to be.

For fuck’s sake, why can’t I tell them apart right now?

A moan is torn from my lips, and swallowed halfway through when the one behind me wrenches my head back to kiss me, even as both their hips start moving faster.

I can’t…It’s just too…I just can’t…

I’m shattered in the next instant, the most powerful orgasm yet thundering through me with so much crackle and mind-numbing euphoria that I swear it feels like I’m floating.

In all actuality, I’m collapsing into the arms of the man under me as the two of them continue to drive in and out of me with more frenzied, urgent motions.

They come at the same time, both sucking in breaths as their hands tighten on me.

I’m too groggy to really and truly fathom how long we’ve been at this when the one behind me slides out first. I wince from the sting of pain and sense of loss when he’s all the way out.

Someone lifts me off the other one, and his cock is slowly dragged out of me as my pussy clenches from aftershocks, demanding to keep him in.

Some rustling is all I hear as I’m gently laid on the bed, and someone starts untying my blindfold.

“That wasn’t four of you, was it? Did Kai do those few pumps and move on like the selfish man he is, robbing me of my fourth experience?” I ask on a shaky, but certainly accusatory, breath.

Four sounds of laughter comes as the blindfold falls away, and an amused Kai is hovering over me with an arched eyebrow.

“Actually, we decided there should be a balance,” he says, leaning forward to nip my lips. “You wanted to see our expressions. We needed you not to know the first person inside you. So I’m taking my turn last to give balance.”

At my confusion, he tips my chin up.

“I took last instead of first. You now know I’m certainly not the first one inside you, but I’ll be the only one you get to enjoy experiencing you for the first time,” he says, brushing his lips over mine as he shifts himself to be right between my legs.

My smile spreads as heat blooms across me. I’m covered in all things them, essentially marked forever.

He grips my hip, and I lick my lips as I watch him grab his very hard, very large cock in his hand and strokes it once. It looks angry, almost throbbing with the desire for relief.

Jude’s lips brush my throat as he comes onto the bed beside us. Ezekiel’s mouth goes to my breasts, and I grip them both, touching them as I watch Kai stroke himself.

Gage moves above of me, bending to kiss me as that warmth continues to spread over my chest.

“So fucking beautiful,” Ezekiel whispers against my ear as Gage breaks the kiss and leans back, his fingers trailing down my cheek.

“More beautiful than Hera or Lilith?” I ask automatically, not even sure why I ask it.

Jude snorts derisively, and I start to get my feelings hurt, until he says, “They can’t even compare.”

A goofy girl grin spreads as I tell him, “Now you’re my favorite even though that was so fucking cheesy.”

“Enjoy while it lasts,” Kai says to Jude, smirking as he draws my attention back to him.

The other four move back just a little as Kai leans over me, lining himself up just right and raking the head of his cock over my very slick entrance.

His eyes flutter shut as his jaw tenses, and I commit every feature to memory. Licking my lips, I watch as he works the tip in, and his muscles bunch as his eyes barely open, a hooded, sexy expression on his face.

Inch by slow inch, he pushes inside me, more and more of that relief, pleasure, and indescribably hot patience on his face.