Page 48 of Smoke and Mirrors
“Not at all.” Raz’s voice was low and throaty. His eyes flickered from Hunter back to me. “Anything to keep our girl comfortable.”
“You guys are the best,” I sighed, arching back against Hunter as his hands sailed across my body. “What would I do without you?”
“That’s not something you ever have to worry about.” I felt his wolfish grin against my neck. “You’re our shaman. You’re stuck with us.”
The retort in my throat came out a strangled moan as Hunter kissed me savagely, one fist in my hair and his other palm skimming down my belly to work my clit.
Inch by inch, I seated myself down on Razvan. His head tipped back with a groan as I lowered myself all the way, my breaths short as he filled me so utterly and completely. He dug his fingers into my hips with an iron grip, like I was his last anchor for control.
My movements started out slow and measured, just testing out the sensations of his piercings pressing into my top wall. With him guiding my hips, I found myself clutching his fingers for dear life. Every lift and lower of my body sent me chasing the most intense sensations and I couldn’t get enough.
“Yes,” Raz hissed between grunts and groans. “God, you feel amazing.”
I leaned forward, bracing my forearms on his chest to kiss him. God, kissing him was like an addiction. Especially since that last one. He pulled me down further the moment our lips met. With our chests pressed against each other, it was a moment of just us.
His kisses were tender as he cupped my face, looking in my eyes as he began rolling his hips up to meet mine. The way he touched me, looked at me, kissed me, was so intimate it almost brought tears to my eyes. I never felt like this, not even with Connor. It was every bit as intense as his thick cock driving in and out of me, his piercings adding an extra layer of sensation as they stroked my channel.
Smack!
“Ahh!” My right ass cheek stung as I turned to look back at Hunter who grinned impishly. “What was that for?”
“You said you liked spanking,” he shrugged.
Raz shook with laughter underneath me. “She does. I felt her tighten around me when you did that.”
They were right. The light sting of pain just amplified the pleasure surging through me. I felt like I walked along a razor’s edge, the border of pleasure and pain.
“Want more?” Hunter rubbed his hands together as I returned upright.
“Yes,” I sighed, bracing my hands on Raz’s chest again. “Yes, please.”
“So fucking hot to hear you say that,” my dragon growled, driving his hips more forcefully to match me thrust for thrust. “I love hearing you ask for more.”
The ability to form words escaped me as he filled and emptied me relentlessly. Hunter’s smacks on my ass behind me sent electrified tingles to my nipples and clit. Raz’s thumb stroked over that pleasure button just as my breaths grew shorter, my moans erratic and frenzied. That razor’s edge was seconds away from cutting me apart, releasing everything I held back.
The combination of everything— Raz’s thick cock, his piercings, his hand on my clit, and Hunter’s teeth in my shoulder, sent me hurtling over the edge. Raz flexed hard inside me, spilling warmth as he roared and clutched at the sheets like a lifeline.
“Little fox,” Hunter rasped in my ear. “I’m so close. Where do you want me, beautiful?”
I turned around, exhausted, panting, and still drunk off my orgasm. I lifted off of Raz, pushed Hunter down and climbed on to straddle him.
“Holy… fuck,” he moaned the moment I impaled myself on him.
I rode him like a woman possessed, crashing my hips down as I chased the pleasure relentlessly. My orgasm from Raz never truly finished and quickly began building into another.
“Yes, use me,” Hunter rasped, gripping my hips much like Raz had. “Fuck me. Take what you need.”
The scream tore from my throat as I came again just moments later. Hunter’s cock seemed to press all new buttons, stroking inside me in a different way than Raz had. My control was no match for the previous pleasure combined with new sensations. I drowned in all of it, and happily. Hunter’s release only extended my pleasure which still felt over too soon.
The next sensations coming over me were the soft sheets, a pillow under my head, and warm bodies on either side of me. Two pairs of lips kissed me in various places. Raz’s tongue tickled my earlobe, making me giggle and squirm. The last thing I heard was the chuckle from his chest, a soft rumble like thunder, before sleep overtook me.
23
MELODY
Iwoke up alone, delicious soreness in my body as a reminder of last night. Smiling, I stretched, taking up the entire king-sized mattress as I spread my arms and legs wide. The last few days had been exhausting. For the first time in what felt like ages, I felt truly relaxed and well-rested.
Raz sat facing the fire when I dressed and left the tent, turning to grin at me as I sat next to him.
