Page 52 of Orion: Galaxy Huntress

The demon inched behind me, running a finger down the seam of my bottom. My muscles tightened as he entered my behind, clenching him, blocking him.

“Let me in, kitten,” he ordered in my ear, stretching an arm around my waist to thrum my little bud and encourage me wider. “Because I’m going to fuck you at the same time and make you crash over both of our cocks.”

“Fuck, yes,” Stormy hissed on the last word, hand wrapping around my throat tightly. But not tight enough to cut off my air. Possessive. Claiming ownership. Communicating that he was in charge. “Fill her up, demon.”

I shuddered at the idea of taking the two at once. I’d never been with two men at once, let alone three of them. Something told me by the way Reznor ground his thickness against my thigh that they’d fill every hole I had on offer. Hades, I wanted to be filled by the three of them.

Vice’s shaft rubbed between my legs, coating his hardness in my juices. “Ready to be stuffed full, kitten?” I moaned my agreement and that devilish smile lit up. Slowly, he inched inside of me, making me squeak as he extended my back door, moving in time with the shifter. The motion stung for a few moments, until my contracting muscles released and allowed him deeper, fuller, and snug.

Stormy’s sharp, quick snaps of his hips plundered my wetness with rough, tempestuous greed. Every perfect thrust matched the thud of my heart, pushing me closer to the release I strained for. He filled me with a sensation of being both claimed and honored at the same time. The pulse between my legs grew fierier and needier. Electricity sparked the moment his thumb coasted over my sweet bud, and I bucked hard against him.

Reznor’s finger on my chin demanded I look at him. Seductively and slowly, he released his stiff, bobbing length, pumping it a few times, glossing the head in his salty seed. “Taste me, Little Star. Let me fill you too.”

He climbed to a standing position, asking me to take his aching length in my mouth. Obeying my dominant, cold, punishing, vampire, I licked his crowned head, making him hiss and throw his head hack. His hand cupped the back of my head, and I sank down on him, taking as much of his length as I could. Salt and spice mixed on my tongue, the flavor encouraging me to suck him harder, milking more of his taste.

“Oh, fuck, Little Star,” Reznor groaned, fisting my hair the way Stormy had.

“Kitten is born to suck cock, huh, vampire?” Vice drove into me with a steady beat, respectful of not hurting me since it was my first time. But the sensation of him at the back and Stormy at the front was like nothing I’d ever encountered. My channel was full, blistering, aching with such pleasure, it demanded release over and over.

“Yeess.” The vampire let out a long hiss, his praise encouraging me to curl my tongue over his rigid length, take him deeper and faster. “Fuck, that’s so good, Little Star!” His grip in my hair was as unrelenting as his thrust to meet my mouth bobbing up and down over his length.

“Fucking hell, that’s the hottest thing I’ve ever seen.” Aroused at me being filled by the three of them, Stormy pounded harder, ruthless in his pursuit of our pleasure. “I’m gonna come so hard from this.”

His dirty words made me crash for the first time. Muscles in my channel locked over his hardness and he grunted, slowing his pace for a moment, as if to enjoy the gratification I milked from his shaft.

“Fuck, you’re so tight for me.” Stormy kept up his assault of my wetness, his finger skimming relentlessly over my bud, driving me to another orgasm. All the stars fell from the heavens and landed at my knees. “My moon and my stars.”

“Kitten, your skin is twinkling.” Vice traced my arm.

With Reznor in my mouth, I couldn’t pull away, but glanced down. Every inch of skin sparkled like the cosmos. Pearlescent, soft, radiant. They were lighting me up like the night sky. Planets circling me for light, heat, and life. Fuel feeding my radiance. Gravity pulling me toward them and making me spin.

The three of them crowded me tighter, stroking into me, kissing me, biting me, drinking in my pleasure and theirs. Their affections, the heat in their gaze, their adoration in their touch, told me I was the most precious thing in their universe and they wouldn’t leave their everything in this world without absolute pleasure. Realizing how much they wanted me, how far they’d go to protect me, what they’d sacrifice,

turned up the heat and glow of my starlight. Pulsing so brightly, I lost them in the daze, but they never let go of me, never stopped their storm of pleasure. Soon, I thundered to my final pinnacle and I felt all three tighten with me, and the moment they went off, so did I. Stars exploded behind my eyes, shooting out in every direction, illuminating the heavens with shades of purple, pinks, blues, greens and fiery orange.

Last time I’d been with Vice, he’d catapulted me into space and sent me bouncing around the galaxy. With all three of them, I took them with me on a journey through the cosmos, through the darkness, the glowing, winking lights, the extreme heat and cold, the beauty. Until we all crash-landed back on earth, slumped over each other, breathing hard, catching our breath.

I’d never been treated so well. Adored. Cherished. Respected. These three men would do everything in their power to make me happy. Pleasure me. Care for me. Love me. It was new, exciting and terrifying at the same time, but I was ready to dive into an exciting adventure with them.

“Fucking hell, I’ve never come like that before.” Stormy braced his forehead on mine, stroking the sides of my face, while Vice nuzzled my neck and Reznor kissed my temple. “You’re my mate, all right.”

Yes, I was. Finally, I’d found missing pieces of my heart. The three men who put me back together and made me whole again after I’d been torn and broken apart. And I never wanted them to leave.

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