Page 22 of Ivory's Familiars

“Ivory, we don’t want to pressure you.”

The voice came from behind her and belonged to Seth, his hands shifting from her aching breasts to her hips. She whimpered in frustration, pushing herself harder against Vaughn’s thigh, “Yes, pressure. More pressure.”

But strong hands held her still, compounding her exasperation – but also fuelling her lust. Those hands were mighty strong. What she wouldn’t give to feel them holding her down, arms pinned above her head by one of them, ankles held in a similar fashion by another, as the last of them pounded into her, completely at their mercy.

“Holy fuck.”

“Jesus Christ.”

“Mercy.”

She glanced around, confused at the various expletives, as well as the multiple groans, “What?”

“Ivory, you basically just told us you wanted to be pinned down while we fucked you into oblivion,” Seth panted from behind her.

“Did I say that out loud?” she enquired, sheepishly. She felt a blush heat her cheeks even though she wasn’t really embarrassed. She may as well be up front.

“Yes!” all three men answered at once. Apparently, they were all a little on edge.

She shrugged, “Oops.”

“Oops. Ivory …” Ronan ran clearly agitated fingers through hair that was thick and lush. She wanted to do the same, “You’ve had a scare and you’re upset. We don’t want to take advantage of you,” he explained, cupping her face, “We want to take care of you.”

Take care of her? Nuh uh.What did they not understand about oblivion and fucking? She was taking her power back. Seeing the sincere but unsure looks on the men’s faces made her feel a little bit bad for them. Poor men. They had no idea what they were in for. She took three slow steps back, disentangling herself from six arms. She ran her fingers over the buttons of her shirt, before slipping them through their holes, slowly revealing the emerald green, lacy bra beneath. She may not have been able to walk around with her true face, and her work required practical clothing, but underneath it all, she indulged in an extensive array of luxurious lingerie. She loved seeing the bold colours against her skin and feeling the slide of satin or silk underneath her clothes. The matching set she had put on that morning was a new favourite. She had become rather partial to the colour green over the past week.

She allowed her shirt to fall from her shoulders, three sets of eyes following the movement and making her feel wanted, cherished. She moved her hands over her bare stomach, circling the jewel in her belly button, before unbuttoning and unzipping her black jeans. Her hands ran over her hips, pushing the denim down and she gave her butt a shimmy at the same time – more to get the material moving rather than to be enticing. Apparently, it had the same effect though, for all three men groaned and shifted restlessly. Shaking out her brown hair and wishing it was her natural white colour, she straightened so the trio could get a gander at the matching lace, low cut, boy-legs she wore. She loved the flattering way the little shorts cupped her butt, riding high on her thighs. She may hide her powers and face from the world, but her body of curves and pale skin was all hers – no magic added.

Eyeing Seth, Ronan, and Vaughn, she could see they were holding onto their control by a thread but also not wanting to make the first move either. Looks like they needed a little more encouragement, “So … who wants first dibs?”

She laughed at the stampede that followed; jostling bodies, pushing and shoving, good-natured swearing and teasing. Vaughn made it to her first – largely because he tripped Ronan and pushed Seth face first into the cushions on the lounge – picking her up and carting her into the bedroom. She slid down his body, the evidence of his arousal plain to feel. The bulge at the front of his jeans looked big and inviting and she decided to make him more comfortable by unzipping them carefully and peeling the denim back. His hardness sprang free immediately, long and thick. Looks like someone went commando. She reached out, wrapping her fingers around the solid length and his moan mingled with her own. He felt wonderful.

Despite her newfound boldness, she couldn’t help glancing in the direction where the camera had been hidden. Vaughn noticed her sudden stillness and the direction of her gaze, and he cupped her face with his hands, redirecting her stare;

“Hey. We found them all. He can’t see you, I promise.”

She raised her chin, hardening her eyes, “I don’t care if you didn’t find all the cameras. Fuck him. Let him watch. Let him see how a real man acts.”

Vaughn groaned, “Fuck! You’re amazing.”

He kissed her and kissed her until she began to hallucinate that he had multiple sets of hands and they were divesting her of her lingerie. Wait, she wasn’t imagining anything. She really did have multiple sets of hands peeling off the lace, hot hands and lips trailing in their wake. She fought the urge to giggle like a school girl. She was really doing it. She was soon to have three new lovers in one fell swoop.

Ivory found herself completely naked in no time and passed from man to man as they ripped off their own clothes, flinging them carelessly around the room. She touched and tasted, gasping at the feeling of unyielding muscles under the satin smoothness of tanned skin. The men let her have her fill, as she cupped each of them in turn, learning their shapes and what made them beg. All too soon for her liking, she found her new favourite toys out of her reach as they crawled onto her bed. She knew they had been dying to try out the round mattress. She had been aching to see them atop of it as well.

The three of them sprawled on their backs, their hard dicks pointing to the ceiling, as they stroked themselves. She gulped; they looked like demi-gods. No, scrap that. They looked like gods – there was no demi about it. She sauntered over to the bed until her legs brushed against the mattress. She cupped her breasts offering the beaded peaks to the first open mouth she saw; Seth’s. Her head fell back on a gasp as his rough tongue stroked over her. She felt hyper-sensitive to his touch and when strong fingers played over her mound and dipped into her sheath, her knees buckled.

Seth lifted her easily, placing her on top of an already waiting Vaughn. She straddled his waist, flexing her fingers on his chest as he teased her wet entrance with the tip of his broad cock. She shivered in anticipation and moaned in bliss when Seth’s hands returned to her breasts from behind, plucking and tugging at her sensitive nipples. Seems Seth was a boob man. She moved her hips, trying to force Vaughn exactly where she wanted him but was unable to seat herself.

“Easy, baby. We’ve got you,” Vaughn assured her, sweat already shining on his forehead. He gave a nod to Seth behind her and she immediately felt his hands grip her hips, angling them perfectly even as Ronan’s hand appeared in front of her gripping Vaughn’s sex and holding it steady.

“Oh …” she murmured, breathlessly. The sight of Ronan’s tanned, masculine hand against the paler skin of Vaughn’s dick made her own sex clench greedily. It had to be the sexiest thing she had ever seen. She couldn’t wait to see them making love in front of her. In fact, she desperately hoped Seth and Ronan would do just that while she and Vaughn got it on.

“You like the look of that, huh?” Ronan teased, jacking Vaughn off slowly. Vaughn let out a sharp groan, his hips arching up.

She swallowed audibly, nodding dumbly.

“All in good time. For now, this,” he gave Vaughn a firm squeeze, “is all yours,” and he swooped down, covering her mouth with his own as Seth manoeuvred her hips downward.

Under the guiding hands of her three bodyguards, she felt herself slowly being filled to her limits. When breathing became a necessity, she pulled away from Ronan, shifting her hips restlessly, dying for Vaughn to move. He grunted at her movements and began to pump his hips slowly. She let her head fall back, savouring the sensations cascading throughout her body. Vaughn felt absolutely incredible, but she was hyper-aware that there were two other people in the room as well. Not wanting to leave anybody out but a little unsure of the mechanics, she sought out Seth and Ronan. Seth caught her eye and smiled, walking across the bed on his knees and planting himself conveniently in front of her. And what do you know? If she leaned down just a little, she would be in the perfect position to draw his hardness into her mouth. Although she was more than willing to oblige, she still worried about Ronan.

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