by Sara Fields
Instead of fucking me like I wanted, Caleb and Tavik each took a washcloth, gently dragging them across the surface of my skin, and taking care to scrub softly enough to tease me into a molten volcano of arousal. I felt like I was on fire. Tavik boldly took his and trailed it down the length of my torso, before veering right and dipping into the warm water and across my thigh. I gasped softly as he moved toward my center, before stopping right over top of my throbbing clit.
“Please,” I begged, and he chuckled quietly.
“What do you need?” he whispered hotly against my ear, causing the little hairs on the back of my neck to rise with arousal.
“I need you,” I pleaded, and he smirked, the heat in his gaze making my heart jump in my chest. “I need all of you.”
I flicked my eyes toward Zane, only to see that he had unbuttoned his pants and was working his dick with his hand.
The air rushed out of my lungs.
That was hot.
Tavik moved the washcloth between my legs and I jerked my head back to him. His fingers worked the soft, textured surface back and forth between my legs and my hips rolled boldly toward him, demanding more of his firm touch. I couldn’t stop myself.
“Perfection,” he murmured, before he pressed his lips to my right thigh. My pussy nearly convulsed at the touch of his lips on my skin, and I knew then that I was as wet as I had ever been. I hadn’t realized how much I had missed them until that moment, thinking I’d never escape Nix. That I had resigned myself to die at his hand, but now I was free. I’d found my Vakarran captors once more, only this time, instead of taking me away from my home and against my will, I was choosing them. I wanted them, and I wanted them all. All four of them.
And I was going to take everything I could get.
Tavik ground his thumb over top of my clit, teasing me, edging closer and closer to finding my pleasure and there was little I could do to fight its rising tide. My body felt feverishly hot, like I was going to burst at any second. Unbridled pleasure coursed through my veins, hot boiling passion that needed to be set free no matter the cost.
But Tavik wasn’t done toying with me. He took control of every inch of my body and he knew it. Valdus and Caleb sat beside me, on either side before they began to have their way with me too. Their hands flittered over my flesh, teasing and pinching and edging me closer to orgasm with each passing moment. I felt their hot mouths close over my nipples, as their fingers teased the sensitive skin of my breasts and I arched my back, gasping with desire as they played with me. I moaned, the sound desperate as it escaped my throat, but I didn’t care.
I could be myself completely with these men and it didn’t matter how loud I was, how disobedient I was as their mate. The only thing that mattered now was that I was theirs. Theirs to own, theirs to fuck, theirs to tease, but most important, theirs to love.
I loved them too.
I fucking loved all of them.
Tavik removed the washcloth from my pussy, dipping it into the bath and holding it above me. Warm water rolled down my belly, working its way between my wet folds and I rolled my hips, pleading for release. My pussy clenched and Tavik rewarded me with more wet kisses up my thighs.
Caleb and Valdus gripped my thighs and spread me wide, holding me down with their strength. Their tongues flicked across my nipples and the needy buds hardened into tight little peaks. They gently scraped their teeth across them and I shuddered with pleasure.
It was becoming clear that I was going to come only when they decided I could come. As much as I hated to wait, I knew I was going to enjoy every second of it.
Tavik placed his mouth over top of my pussy, exhaling his hot breath over my clit and driving me wild with desire.
“Look at that greedy cunt beg for my cock,” he whispered, and I shivered at his filthy words. I knew he was right. Just knowing that his mouth was mere inches from my clit and that he could see all of me had my pussy clenching hard with arousal.
Slowly, his mouth descended down onto my clit and his tongue circled it teasingly. His lips kissed my outer folds, slowly working his way down toward my entrance and I moaned with excitement.
“Please,” I begged.
He didn’t respond. His tongue continued to slowly work my needy flesh, sliding in between my lips without a care, teasing me incessantly. He varied the pressure of his mouth, from soft to a bit firmer, but never hard enough to make me come and I growled with frustration.
He chuckled and the vibrations against my clit made my back arch off the tiles beneath me. Caleb and Valdus held me firmly down, forcing my legs open and making me take everything they had to give me.
My frustration built. I couldn’t roll my hips or move the slightest bit in order to get the pressure I needed, where I needed it. I was at their mercy and I was going to take what they had to give me, when they decided to give it.
Tavik’s mouth closed over top of my clit and he drew me in, circling my needy bud with his tongue and then lashing it back and forth. I struggled to maintain my composure, but there was little I could do to stop the onslaught of pleasure coursing through my veins. I could feel myself rising higher and higher in the clouds, ecstasy threatening to break over me in a matter of seconds, but then he drew his mouth away.
No. Fuck. Please.
My pleasure unreleased, I cried out as it began to fade away, leaving my body a throbbing mass of passionate need.
I needed to come.
Tavik teased me like this, over and over until I was a wailing mass of sensation. I couldn’t think or focus on anything other than the pleasure simmering all over me, my nerves electrified and ready to fire at any moment.
But Tavik controlled me. Tavik decided when I was going to come. Every single time I got close to orgasm, he would pull away and watch as my clit throbbed desperately beneath his gaze. I tried to quiet myself and hide the signs that I was about to come, but he was too smart for that. Instead, he pulled back and slapped my inner thigh sharply.
“Bad girl. You’ll come when I let you and not a moment before,” he scolded, and I whined quietly, fidgeting beneath the firm hold of my men.
“Please, Tavik,” I begged. Even my voice shook with arousal, husky and wanting, just like he liked me.
“Hold her tight, men,” he replied, and I breathed in deep, nervous anxiety and pleasure mixing deep in my core.
Was he going to let me come?
Tavik latched onto my pussy with his mouth and the flat of his tongue pressed against my clit. I felt him roll that delicious tongue over my needy bud and I cried out with pleasure.
“Oh, god. Please,” I pleaded. I needed this.
Tavik worked my pussy, the warm wetness of his tongue intoxicating and my body went rigid with white-hot pleasure. My orgasm burst over me, igniting my senses with passionate desire that left me reeling.
I couldn’t think. I could only feel.
Fiery pleasure consumed me, ravaging my body with a powerful ecstasy that demanded my submission. Every nerve in my body detonated like kindling to flame, building into an intense inferno that left me utterly and completely at its mercy.
Fuck.
This was amazing.
Tavik’s tongue never stopped as he forced my orgasm to continue on for what seemed like ages. I was powerless against its onslaught. I screamed. I moaned. Caleb and Valdus kissed the side of my neck and I shivered, their breath hot against my flesh.
My orgasm lasted on and on, burning away the feeling of Nix’s cruel touch and replacing it with the loving, demanding feelings of my men. I felt cleansed from the pleasure they had granted me. It was incredible, and I couldn’t get enough of it.
Tavik’s fingers made their way between my legs, and all of a sudden, he pressed two of them inside me. My entire body tightened with ecstasy as a second orgasm burst over me. I screamed, my toes and fingers curling with passionate release.
Nothing mattered anymore but my pleasure. Everything else faded away.
It was just me and the
m. That was it.
Their love and mine, forever and for always.
Tavik’s fingers curled inside me, one after the other, driving me wild as he ravaged me completely with limitless ecstasy. My pussy clenched around his digits and I struggled to ride them, his mouth mastering my clit and his fingers filling my pussy just like I needed.
When my orgasm finally began to fade, he pulled away from my body, taking his fingers along with his mouth. My hips thrust as much as Valdus and Caleb allowed, desperately seeking to be filled once more. Instead, he sat back and watched me writhe for a moment, before the others lifted me up so that I straddled his hips.
Sitting on the edge, he held me tight, watching me intently as he slowly lowered me down onto his cock. I felt his heat approach my pussy and I moaned softly.
“Thank you,” I breathed.
“Anything for you, Kaela,” he answered.
His cock took me slowly, spreading me open for him. My entrance stretched, struggling to take his massive size, but I didn’t care. The pain quickly molded into pleasure and I clenched around him in excitement.
His fingers dug into my hips and he thrust upward, suddenly taking the length of my channel in a single, hard motion and I gasped in surprise.
“You’re so wet, naughty girl,” he groaned, and I keened in response. He didn’t release his hold on me. Instead, he began to rock my hips back and forth, forcing me to take his cock deeper than ever. I wound my arms around him and he leaned backwards, just a little bit.
I ground my hips into his and he snaked one of his hands down in between us. Taking his thumb and forefinger, he pinched my clit and I flew apart in his arms.
A third orgasm rushed over me and I just let it take me.
I moaned. I screamed. I pleaded for mercy but all of it was for nothing. I knew that they were going to make me take everything they had to give, and they wouldn’t stop until they were satiated. I heard the water slosh behind me and I turned my head to see Caleb. He began to massage my backside with his fingers, before he gripped my cheeks and spread them far apart.
I squealed in surprise.
His finger began to press slowly against my asshole.
Oh, my god. He was going to touch me there again.
I tried to fight him, but Tavik wouldn’t let me. With my legs spread, I couldn’t tighten the cheeks of my ass and before I knew it, Caleb’s finger had pushed beyond my tight rim. The moment he breached me, I struggled against it, but I had no chance. He added a second finger, slowly working the length inside me. The stretching sensation hurt at first, foreign and strange, but soon, it began to feel good.
I wanted to hate it, but even as his fingers plundered the depths of my dark hole, I couldn’t deny how my pussy clenched in response, how my nipples tightened into hard little peaks and how my core pulsed with desire. It was wrong to enjoy such an act, right? I should be embarrassed to derive pleasure from this. I was so lost in my shame that it took a third finger to break me from my thoughts.
He pumped them in and out of my asshole while Tavik fucked my pussy with his cock. Soon, the initial pain of being taken in both holes faded away completely, and I found myself grow hotter. The idea of Caleb fucking my ass was turning me on and I couldn’t deny it any longer.
When he pulled his fingers from me and pressed the head of his cock against my asshole, I stiffened anxiously. He massaged my shoulders and pressed his lips to the back of my neck, distracting me and my pussy clenched around Tavik’s cock. Tavik thrust upward, again and again and soon I was lost entirely, while Caleb continued to take me where I’d never been taken before.
Caleb’s cock was thick, and my tight hole was only partially prepared for him. Slowly, he pushed against my forbidden channel and I cried out at the feeling. My muscles fought against him, tightening as he tried to take me. He slapped my ass then, hard and I whimpered, but even as I did so, I could feel my pussy clamp down with desire. This was turning me on.
When the head of his cock finally pushed inside me, pain and pleasure burst over me like a wave crashing against the cliff side. Caleb went deeper and deeper until finally, I was filled with two cocks at once.
I moaned at the realization.
I turned my head to the side, seeing that Zane was working his cock with his hand as he watched me get fucked my two men. To my right, Valdus sat and I reached for him, taking his cock with my own fingers.
Up and down I stroked him, feeling his throbbing length in my palm.
Tavik and Caleb began to move then, one pushing in while the other pulled out, fucking me in a steady cadence that left me breathless. I panted. I moaned. I tried to focus, but it was useless.
My body tightened once more, and I knew this was going to be my strongest orgasm yet. I took a deep breath, unsure if I could handle it.
My asshole and my pussy clamped down around the two men’s cocks and I began to tremble. Pleasure rose up from the very tips of my toes and I held onto Tavik for dear life. My thighs quivered, my core throbbing hard once, then twice and I fell into orgasm once more. My fingers grasped at Tavik’s back, likely scratching him, but he didn’t seem to be bothered by it. Instead, he and Caleb fucked me even harder, using my holes for their pleasure and for mine.
Hot. I was so hot.
I heard someone screaming, the sounds of pleasure electrifying, but then I realized it was me. Intense pleasure hurtled through my veins and I was helpless against its onslaught. I felt my hand tighten around Valdus’ cock and he pulsed hard in my palm.
Fuck. I needed more.
Tavik groaned and my pussy clenched at the sound. Caleb grunted behind me and my body shivered with arousal. Valdus gripped the hair at the base of my scalp, forcing my head to turn toward him. I tightened my fingers around his hard shaft and then, he pulled me into a kiss. The wet sounds of the four of us fucking filled the air.
“You’re so tight, Kaela,” Tavik said huskily.
“I could fuck this ass all day,” Caleb replied, and I moaned softly.
All at once, I felt the two cocks inside me pulse hard and grow in size.
Thicker. Longer. I cried out, pain and pleasure at war inside me.
Their hot seed surged up into my holes, at once bathing me in a searing, pleasurable heat that left me climbing the walls once more. Valdus’ dick throbbed too, and I cupped my hand, focusing on the head of his cock. I was rewarded with a guttural sound of pleasure from him too and I renewed my efforts, just as another orgasm took hold of me.
Valdus pulled back, his lips leaving mine and threw his head back. With a happy sigh, I watched as he came, his seed spurting onto my skin and I shivered with ecstasy. I turned my eyes to see Zane pleasuring himself too, grunting as his seed shot forward in my direction. It landed on the tile floor and I was almost sad to see it wasted.
“Oh, my god,” I moaned, shaking with pleasure.
Full of my Vakarrans’ seed, I rolled my hips back and forth, reveling in the feeling of being full of two men’s cock at the same time.
“She can’t get enough of us,” Caleb said, amused and Tavik chuckled.
“Never,” I whispered, my voice husky and hoarse from their attentions.
The three of them held me for some time afterwards. Slowly, my boiling blood cooled and eventually the throbbing in my body calmed. When they pulled out from my body, I sighed at their absence. In quick fashion, Tavik and Caleb washed the evidence of our lovemaking from my skin with the water in the bath. Valdus worked a comb through the tangles in my freshly washed and conditioned hair. Gently, they lifted me from the water and wrapped me in a soft fluffy towel. Before I knew it, I was tucked into bed and I had fallen fast asleep. I didn’t wake until morning, satisfied and completely exhausted.
Chapter Eleven
Kaela
When I woke with the sunrise, the men were already moving. They’d packed and gathered supplies from the hotel room, taking anything that may prove useful, like soap and any excess food that Tavik had gathered. Reluctantly, I
got out of bed too.
With a yawn and a quick stretch, I looked down at my body, seeing that I was no longer bruised. My skin had a healthy pink glow too.
God. I was happy to be back with them.
With a happy sigh, I got dressed and joined them as quickly as I could. Soon after that, we were moving slowly down to the ground floor of the hotel. Every step was carefully calculated and calmly executed. My four men kept formation around me, venturing slowly down the hallway and then down the stairs, assessing for the possibility of an ambush from every angle. We met no one along the way and the sense of relief among all of us was more than obvious.
Eventually, we made it to the road and worked our way into the center of the city. The eerie abandoned metropolis left me feeling anxious, as if the ghosts of the past inhabitants were watching me at every turn. Flying cars lay strewn all over the pavement, some imbedded in nearby buildings, others on the sidewalk or in the entryway of a number of storefronts. I noticed one had flown directly into the center of an electronic billboard, high above us. It was shattered, cracks radiating around the vehicle and I gave it a wide berth, uneasy that it may fall if the winds shifted just right. Some buildings remained intact, crawling high up into the sky while others were destroyed, hit by bombs or hurricanes driven in by the winds from the Gulf.
In its destruction though, there was beauty.
Despite all of its infrastructure, it seemed that nature had reclaimed the city. Grass, weeds, and vines grew on almost every surface, a brilliant thriving green under the light of the sun. Small trees had broken up through the cracked and broken asphalt, their branches thin, bare, and willowy in the cool winter weather. Wildflowers of every color grew along the streets, on the sidewalks and alleyways and even between tall, sky-high buildings. With a cloudless sky overhead, it was a sort of wild magnificence untouched by devastation, be it human or otherwise. Earth was repossessing what was once a sprawling urban center more quickly than I could have imagined and it was a stunning sight to see.
