Page 50 of Wild Ivy
“That’s it,” Tate murmurs, watching us with hungry eyes. “Be a filthy slut and come all over his face.”
“Ah!” I scream and do exactly that.
Bram growls against my pussy as I come, drinking in the flood of my cum. The vibrations send aftershocks rippling through me. My entire body feels like a live wire, crackling with energy and sensation.
As the intensity of my orgasm fades, Bram pulls back, his lips and chin glistening. He looks up at me with dark, hungry eyes. Without a word, he looms over me and claims my mouth in a fierce kiss. I can taste myself on his tongue, along with traces of Tate and Torin.
Torin pinches and twists my nipples as Bram kisses me.
“My turn, slut,” Bram growls against my lips. He kneels back and positions himself between my legs.
I’m so sensitive that even the brush of his cock against my clit makes me whimper.
Bram drives into me with powerful thrusts.
Torin pushes my tits up into a mound so Tate can suck my nipples.
“Fuck,” I gasp as Bram pounds into me relentlessly.
Torin holds me against his chest, his hands cupping my breasts as Tate sucks and nibbles on my nipples.
Bram’s thrusts are deep and powerful, hitting all the right spots inside me. I wrap my legs around his waist, pulling him in even deeper.
“You feel so good,” Bram groans, his eyes wild with lust and power. “How does a filthy slut have such a tight little cunt? Hmm?”
I can only moan in response, overwhelmed by the onslaught of pleasure. Tate pulls back, and Bram reaches out to grip my nipples tightly, pulling on them until the pain bites into them, and I cry out.
My climax builds again, impossibly fast, given how many times I’ve already come. But the power coursing through us all seems to have supercharged our stamina and sensitivity.
“Show us how much you love being fucked by all of us,” Bram rasps.
A scream rips from my throat as another orgasm tears through me, my pussy clenching hard around Bram’s cock.
“That’s it,” Bram growls as I convulse around him. “Take it all, you insatiable slut.”
He slams into me a few more times before burying himself deep with a guttural groan. I feel the pulse of his cock as he dumps his cum to mix with all the rest.
Bram grunts through the last of his orgasm and pulls out, sitting back, panting heavily.
Tate gives me a searching stare. “What happens now?”
I close my eyes, feeling the new awareness that fills me. “Now we reshape the world. Death isn’t an ending anymore. It’s a transition, a chance for renewal.”
“And Life?” Bram asks, his voice carrying an edge of concern.
“Life will die and be reborn, just like everyone else.”
27
IVY
My transformation,the release of souls, and our passionate reunion - have left me drained but changed. The air still shimmers with residual power, supernatural energies mixing with the natural world in ways I can now perceive with perfect clarity.
“We need to find Life,” I say, pushing myself up from where I’m nestled between Tate and Bram. “Before she realises what’s happened and tries something desperate. Well, more desperate.”
Torin sits up and stretches. “Can you sense her? With all your new... everything?”
I close my eyes, reaching out with my expanded awareness. My power swells as I search, touching the spaces between life and death where she should be. But there’s nothing—no trace of her overwhelming presence, no echo of her power.
