Page 105 of Killer of Mine
I’m still recovering as my wrists are released from the cuffs and Jude gathers me up in his arms. “God, you’re gorgeous.” He kisses me, fierce and seductive. “We need to have you, babygirl. All of us. You think you can do that?”
Images of them all inside of me flash through my mind. I kiss him back. “Yes. Please. I want that.”
Jude grins smugly and looks over my shoulder at Eli and River. “I told you she was the one.”
“Yeah, yeah.” Eli rolls his eyes and lies back on the bed. At some point he’s shucked off his clothes and I’m caught admiring his naked body. The scattering of blond hair on his chest. The hard planes of his abs. The long, hard, slightly curved cock, standing to attention against his stomach. “Come here, Kitten. Ride me.”
Yes please.The orgasms were shattering. Too much but not enough all at once. I untangle myself from Jude’s arms and scramble over to Eli, crazed by the need to be filled. I straddle him and take his cock in my hand. He’s hot and heavy, silky smooth yet hard. I guide the head to my entrance. Any ounce of control I have is torn away when Eli grabs my hips and slams me down on his cock.
I rock forward, bracing my hands on his shoulders. He buries himself so deep I know I’ll be feeling it tomorrow.
Jude brushes my hair back from my face and holds it in a ponytail as I grind against Eli, gyrating my hips and clenching down on him.
Eli’s hands flex on my waist. He tilts his head back against the pillow and groans.
“River, you better hurry the hell up man or I’m not going to last,” Eli calls out.
“I’m here.” River’s hand settles on my shoulder, his thumb spreads out to trail up the back of my neck. “Lean forward,” he says, guiding me down with his hand.
The snick of a lid opening comes from behind me, and then cool gel runs down between my cheeks. River’s fingers dip low as he works the lube against my tightest hole.
I tense up.
Two knuckles tap the small of my back. “Relax.”
“Easy for you to say, no one’s trying to stick their finger up your ass,” I bite out.
“Brat.” River smacks my sore butt and I shriek, burying my face in Eli’s neck. River is relentless. He pushes one finger inside me, then two.
My stomach flips, the sensations traveling all the way up my spine. He scissors his fingers, opening me up.
“How does it feel?” Jude asks.
“Weird. Good.” The feelings are so intense I keep needing to remind myself to breathe.
“She’s ready.” River withdraws his fingers and I get a brief reprieve before the blunt head of his cock presses into me.
I grip the sheets. He’s so much bigger than just his fingers. Instinct has me pulling away, but Eli’s cock anchors me in place. His hold on my waist tightens.
“It’s too much,” I gasp.
Jude strokes my back. “Shh, it’s okay babygirl, you’ve got this. Let me help.” He dips his hand to my pussy and plays with my clit.
“Jesus fucking Christ,” River curses. “Push back, Freya. Let me in.”
Jude’s ministrations distract me from the pain, and I do what River says. A little of the resistance gives and he thrusts forward till his hips meet my bruised ass.
“Good girl.”
My reply is a breathless moan. I’ve never felt so full before. Pinned between Eli and River all I can do is take it as they find a rhythm and move, pumping in and out of me.
“You’re not done yet, Freya.” Arousal thickens Oz’s voice and I look over to him before Jude cups my face and guides me back. He’s kneeling on the bed by Eli’s shoulder, his pierced cock bobbing in front of my face. Pre-cum beads at the tip.
Jude’s thumb drags at my bottom lip. “Open.”
Hungry to taste him, I stretch my jaw wide and let him feed me his cock. The metal piercing drags against the roof of my mouth. I gag a little when he hits the back off my throat, but he keeps me in place with his hands on my head.
“Breathe through your nose. That’s it. Good girl. Look at you, taking my cock so well,” Jude croons and pleasure ripples through me.
