Page 38 of Guarding The Phoenix: Vol. 1

Holy Mother of God! I experienced my first menage. Being doubled teamed had been stupendous. I had never felt so full or so loved. Like they desired me so much that they had to have me at the same time. And it got me thinking, would they be able to fuck my pussy at the same time? I wasn’t sure, but I wanted to find out.

In fact, I wanted to try every naughty, depraved act I’d ever fantasized about with them. Their torrid lovemaking had forged me into a new woman. One who was fearless and lived life to the fullest. One who didn’t shy away from the things I wanted.

And I wanted them for as long as they would have me.

I stretched, deliciously sore from the night’s clandestine activities. A menage with Axel and Gideon was my new favorite thing. But what if a quietly sexy Mateo and devilishly charming Chase had joined in the fun? The confidence that imbued me after last night had ideas swarming on how to make that long desired gang bang happen. I mean, I had handled two cocks like a pro, but with four? I shivered and my sex clenched. It would be an experience to remember.

Needing to get out of bed, I finally rose. Then padded into the bathroom. I had redone this room the week following my husband’s funeral. With the help of the contractors, I turned this room into an oasis. I’d gone with neutral and cool blue tones. The bathtub was pure luxury, with the multitude of massaging jets and large enough that one of the men could join me if they wanted. I’d spent my fair share of nights in it. But the shower enclosure was my favorite. It was five feet by seven feet with a built-in bench at one end. It had multiple rainfall spigots and felt like I stood beneath a waterfall.

But as I entered and turned the water on, I wished Axel or Gideon were with me.

“There you are.” Gideon stepped into the shower.

I grinned. Think of the devil and he appeared. Lord alive, he was a sexy beast. Last night had only whetted my appetite for him. For them. Hell, I wanted all of them. I considered them my reward. The prize I won for surviving my husband. And I wanted to revel in every depraved fantasy they devised.

“Hi.” As far as responses are concerned, it was lame, but it was all I came up with presently. Because I had over six feet of aroused, sexy male staring at me like I was his new favorite toy, and he wanted to do bad things to me.

Shivers coursed down my spine as he approached. My nipples hardened into taut points, begging for his touch. My pussy throbbed, greedy for more of his cock. I should be sated after last night. But I wasn’t. It was like their lovemaking released this undiscovered wellspring of desire inside me. And I was ravenous for their touch. I wanted them to use me. I yearned to be their plaything, where they fucked me anytime and anywhere, whenever the mood struck.

He crowded me against the tile wall. Planted his hands on either side of my shoulders, but he didn’t touch me. A few inches of space remained between our bodies. God, I could look at his chiseled form all damn day. Gideon cast a smoldering smirk. Tendrils of heat curled in my belly.

“Hi there yourself,” he murmured huskily in that growly bedroom voice that pinged low in my stomach and was akin to dropping lighter fluid on a match.

My pussy pulsed, and I shuddered at the arousal swirling through me. I ached for his touch. “Can I help you with something?”

His gaze caressed my form with incendiary heat that was a lightning rod directly to my core. God, the way this man looked at me with the dark promise of ecstasy in his eyes as if I were special, like he wanted to own me body and soul.

“My poor cock is feeling neglected.”

I dropped my gaze down to his shaft. It was beautiful. Long and thick enough I couldn’t fit my hand fully around it. His member jerked beneath my lusty stare, like it enjoyed having my gaze on it. “Is that a fact?”

“It is.”

“I think I can help you with that.”

He cocked a brow, his gaze darkening further with lust. “Yeah? Want to show me how you plan on helping me?”

More than he imagined. My hand circled his shaft, thrilled when his eyes hooded, and he hissed out his enjoyment. Then studied his response as I gave his cock a few pumps with my hand. I started at the tip, twisted my hand, dragging it down his length to the base and back up again. Then repeated the motion as he bracketed me against the wall but still didn’t touch me. He gave me room to touch him and bring him pleasure. Steam rose around us. The air thickened with carnal intent.

But my hand wasn’t enough for me any longer. I craved him on my tongue. I yearned to have him come in my mouth and give him as much pleasure as he’d given me.

Desire pumped through me. I slid to my knees. Gideon’s hungry gaze focused intently on my mouth. I darted my tongue out and licked him from root to tip. He groaned low. Then I teased the crown. My tongue somersaulted around the tip, lapping up drops of pre-cum, letting his salty flavor roll around my mouth. Then, with my gaze trained on his face, I enveloped the crest and sucked on the tip as if it were a lollipop.

“Fuck, I like the way my dick looks in your mouth. But you can take more of me.”

I couldn’t accomplish this with Axel’s dick. Because that man was packing some serious heat. But Gideon’s cock was the perfect size for the wanton act. Dropping my jaw open, breathing through my nose, I slid my mouth down his length. I pushed past my gag reflex to swallow him down until I deep throated him completely.

“Yes, that’s it. Suck my cock, babe, like the naughty little slut you are.”

Gideon’s dirty talk fired all my cylinders. My pussy throbbed at his carnal words. I released his length, inhaling a deep breath, before taking him all the way inside again. His face darkened with lust as I gave him head. I never liked giving my husband a blowjob. My disgust evolved to a point where my skin recoiled anytime the man had looked at me, let alone touched me.

But with Gideon and Axel, I craved the chance to give them pleasure. I wanted to suck their dicks. I yearned to watch pleasure and lust dominate their faces. I hungered for their essence on my tongue.

Tears poured down my face as I took him deep. Driving my body past my gag reflex again and again as I sucked his cock into the back of my throat.

Gideon handed over control—for a time. Before he finally gripped my head between his hands and began thrusting. He unleashed his lust, brutally fucking my mouth. He grunted and pumped his dick, hitting the back of my throat. My body throbbed in time with his thrusts. My gaze trained on his face while I cupped his heavy testes, rolling them in my hand.

“Fuck, just like that,” he growled. I moaned around his shaft, thoroughly aroused by the act. He pumped his member faster. His cock swelled, elongating further letting me know his climax neared.

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