Bloodshed (Order of the Unseen, #1)(55)

CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO





QUINN





Dissolving into Damien’s warm, bare chest, I breathe him in. His intoxicating scent washes over me. All sense and reason vanish in a flash. How I’ve developed such strong feelings for these men so quickly, after just one night, is beyond me.

Although, instead of fighting these intense feelings, I choose to do the opposite.

I embrace them fully.

My arms find their way around his neck as I cradle the back of his head with trembling hands, drawing him closer. He softly moans into my mouth, trailing his hands down my back, feeling every part of me. Slipping them beneath my sweatpants, he squeezes my ass, kneading my skin.

Damien quickly bends down and lifts me from the floor. Wrapping my legs around his hips, I hold onto him tightly. He kisses me feverishly as he walks me down the hall. As soon as we reach where Jensen and Micah are standing, I break our kiss.

Turning my head, my lips meet Micah’s. He kisses me tenderly. Brushing his tongue against mine, he cups my face with his hand, tilting his head to the side to explore my mouth more deeply. My stomach flutters. He’s so sweet with me. So gentle.

Jensen grabs my jaw, impatiently pulling me his way to kiss me next. Here I am, still in Damien’s arms, taking turns making out with all three of them.

And I wouldn’t have it any other way.

We somehow end up in what must be Micah’s bedroom, which is faintly lit by a small lamp in the corner of the room. Damien lowers me onto the bed, pressing my backside into the mattress before tugging my pants down my legs.

Next, he rips off my panties, leaving my lower half completely bare.

He grazes his smooth lips against my inner thigh, planting small, teasing kisses on my skin. “Look at our sweet girl,” Damien rasps, a crooked grin playing on his lips. “You’re already dripping for us.”

A gasp escapes me once he takes me into his mouth, his warm breath fanning my clit, sending a shiver down my spine. I loudly cry out, squirming against his tongue.

Micah climbs onto the bed beside me, and silences me with a passionate kiss.

Tightening my legs around Damien’s neck, I reach down for him, needing to grasp something. Anything.

“Hold her down,” Damien unexpectedly orders.

Jensen locks his fingers around my wrists and pins my arms above my head.

“Oh, God,” I whimper against Micah’s lips.

He grabs my jaw and turns my head his way, demanding eye contact. His stare is heavy. Penetrating.

“Yeah?” Micah smoothly questions, while Damien ravages me with his mouth, grunting sharply with each flick of his tongue. “You love when he eats your pussy, don’t you, little Quinn?”

I helplessly nod, moaning under my breath, unable to form words.

“Stay still, baby,” Jensen commands, grasping my wrists tighter as I struggle to break free.

“Fuck,” Damien growls, glancing up at me through my widely spread thighs. “I could taste you forever.” He flattens his tongue over my clit, while staring straight into my eyes. My body jolts back from the contact, and I nearly scream.

“Yes!”

I’m already so eager to meet my climax.

Micah takes my face between his hands and pulls me back to him, slipping his tongue back into my mouth. I moan into our kiss, butterflies erupting in my stomach.

“You’re beautiful,” he whispers against my lips. “So fucking beautiful.”

Jensen presses his lips to my neck, lightly grazing his teeth to the sensitive skin beneath my earlobe.

Suddenly, Damien sinks his fingers inside me.

My legs immediately begin to quiver, and my entire body tenses.

He thrusts his fingers into me repeatedly while I am held down in place. I am a victim of this beautiful attack as I’m thrown over the edge, my orgasm swallowing me whole.

I buck my hips, riding his face. Without warning, a small surge of liquid runs down my ass, pooling onto the sheets. It comes with a release so powerful, it’s mind-blowing.

I cry out, euphorically.

“Holy fuck, that was hot,” Jensen groans. “You’re so fucking sexy, Quinn.”

“That’s our good girl,” Damien praises, out of breath, curling his fingers. “Again. Again, baby. You can do it.”

Micah takes my bottom lip between his teeth as I loudly whimper.

“Tell me where, baby,” Damien urges, firmly stroking my walls. “Here?” he eagerly questions, sinking his fingers into me deeper. I immediately clench down around them. Within seconds, I soak his face, tightly shutting my eyes while I give into the strong, incredible sensation. “Fuck. There it is… Right here.”

He presses down on my pubic bone with his hand, and makes me come multiple times over the next several minutes. Then, he switches places with Jensen. Switching between my clit and g-spot, my orgasms only seem to grow more intense beneath Jensen’s tongue.

By the time he crawls up my body, my legs feel like pudding.

My hands and wrists have become numb from Damien’s firm grip.

And my heart is pounding violently.

“What do you think, little Quinn?” Jensen questions, as I gaze into his eyes. “Are you ready for more?”

Micah chuckles, his lips lingering beside my ear. “You think you can still take us?”