Kenji's fingers dug into my hips, his grip tightening as he thrust into me with an animalistic fervor. I could feel the heat of his skin searing mine, his muscles rippling as he held me in place. Each powerful stroke sent a shiver up my spine, my body quivering with pleasure as I leaned into his thrusts. I could feel the sharp tips of his claws grazing my skin, the barest hint of his oni nature emerging as his control began to fray.
The delicious edge of pain only heightened the explosive pleasure already consuming me, sending waves of ecstasy crashing through my body with every thrust. I couldn't help but letout a low moan, my voice mingling with the symphony of raw need filling the room. My nails dug into the sheets, Elias' hand found mine, his fingers lacing through mine as he whispered words of encouragement in my ear. The heat of his breath sent a shiver down my spine, adding fuel to the fire burning within me.
Elias knelt beside me, his powerful body trembling with the effort of holding back his own release. I watched the muscles in his shoulders flex and tense, mesmerized by the raw emotion etched across his face. Varon was behind him, his hips moving in sync with Kenji's, creating a rhythm that seemed to connect all four of us in this intimate moment. Elias's breath hitched, a soft vulnerable sound that made something twist inside me. His usually sharp gaze grew unfocused, eyelids fluttering as Varon's movements intensified.
Our connection heightened every thrust, I could feel their pleasure as they felt mine.
"Look at me," I whispered, needing to share this moment of connection. When Elias's eyes locked with mine, I saw everything: vulnerability, desire, and something deeper that made my heart race. Sweat glistened across his collarbone, catching the dim light as his body responded to each forceful movement from behind.
I reached out, grasping the back of Elias's neck and pulling him into a sloppy, desperate kiss. Our tongues clashed, mimicking the wild rhythm of our bodies. Elias moaned into my mouth, the sound vibrating through me, sending sparks of pleasure straight to my clit. I cried out against his lips, my body tensing as my orgasm threatened to overwhelm me.
Kenji leaned over me, his chest pressed against my back, his weight deliciously heavy. The coarse hair on his torso tickled my sensitive skin as he shifted closer, his muscled frame completely enveloping mine. His breathcascaded hot and damp against my ear, sending an involuntary shiver racing down my spine.
"Not yet, kærasta," he growled, the foreign endearment rolling off his tongue in that way that made me melt. His voice had dropped an octave, rough like gravel and thick with barely restrained desire. His lips brushed against my earlobe as he spoke, the slight scratch of his evening stubble adding another layer of sensation. "You're not cumming until I say so."
The commanding tone made my muscles clench with anticipation. I bit my lower lip hard, desperate to obey despite the building pressure threatening to shatter my control. His fingers splayed possessively across my ribcage, steadying me as I trembled beneath him.
I whimpered into Elias's mouth, the fervent sound swallowed by his eager lips. My breath hitched as Kenji's hand slithered around my throat, his strong fingers tightening ever so slightly, sending a dizzying rush through my body. The way he commanded my attention, the roughness of his touch, the control they both exerted, it was intoxicating. They pushed me to the edge, holding me there as I teetered on the precipice of sheer ecstasy, desperate for more.
Elias's tongue danced with mine, hungry and unyielding, as if trying to consume me whole. The taste of him, the scent of sweat and desire mingling in the air, drove me wild with need. His fingers tightened around mine, our hands clasped together in a desperate grip that mirrored the intensity of our connection.
Kenji's grip on my throat shifted, his thumb tracing slow, tantalizing circles against my pulse point. My heart stuttered in response, each beat reverberating through my entire body. The contrast between the delicate touch of his thumb and the firm pressure of his fingers sent a shiver down my spine, igniting a fire within me that threatened toconsume me.
Their combined touch, their unspoken communication, heightened every sensation, amplifying the pleasure that coursed through my veins. I moaned, the sound echoing in the room, a testament to my need, my desire, my complete and utter surrender to their control.
"Fuck," Elias gasped, tearing his mouth from mine. His head dropped back, his braided hair brushing against my arm as Varon fucked him harder. "Varon, fuck!"
Varon smirked, his fangs glinting in the low light as he leaned over Elias's shoulder. "You heard him, Elias. Not yet."
I groaned, my body shaking with the effort of holding back. Kenji's thrusts grew faster, more erratic, and I knew he was close, too. The sound of his hips slapping against my ass filled the room, mingling with the wet, obscene noises of our fucking.
"Please," I begged, my voice raw and hoarse. "Please, Kenji, please!"
Kenji's grip on my throat tightened, his strong fingers squeezing ever so slightly again, sending an electric jolt of pleasure coursing through my veins. The pressure was exquisite, a heady mix of pain and pleasure that left me gasping for breath. He bit down on my shoulder, his fangs breaking the skin just enough to draw a bead of blood. The sharp pain sent me spiraling, my body convulsing as my orgasm finally crashed over me.
The sensation was overwhelming, a tidal wave of pleasure that washed over me in waves. I screamed, my voice hoarse and raw, as I clung to Elias's hand, my nails digging into his skin.
Kenji's grip on me tightened, his muscles tensing as he drove himself deeper into me, each thrust a desperate claiming that left me trembling and breathless. I could feel his own release building, his cock swelling inside me as he groaned my name. It was a sound that sent a thrill racing through me, a possessive growl that made me feel owned and cherished inequal measure.
The scent of sweat and sex filled the air, mingling with the musky aroma of us. I could feel the echoes of my orgasm still rippling through me, leaving me boneless and sated, and yet I wanted more. I wanted to feel Kenji's release, to hear him cry out my name as he came undone.
"Fuck!" Kenji roared, slamming into me one last time as he came, his cock pulsing deep inside me. I could feel his cum filling me, hot and thick, and it sent another wave of pleasure coursing through my veins.
Behind us, Varon growled, his hips stuttering as he followed us over the edge. Elias cried out, his body shaking as Varon rode out his own release. The room was a chaos of sound and sensation, the four of us lost in the throes of pleasure, our bodies entwined and slick.
I collapsed forward, catching my breath as Kenji gently pulled away from me. My body was still humming with pleasure, aftershocks rippling through me as I tried to gather my thoughts. Before I could fully recover, I felt strong hands on my waist, turning me over.
Varon's intense gaze met mine, his gray eyes dark with desire. "My turn," his voice a low rumble that sent shivers down my spine.
I nodded, unable to form words as he guided me onto all fours again. The mattress dipped as Kenji moved away, and I watched through half-lidded eyes as he went behind Elias with clear intent. My attention snapped back to Varon when I felt his cool fingers tracing down my spine.
"Breathe for me," Varon whispered, leaning down to press a kiss between my shoulder blades. I felt something cool and slick against my entrance as he began to prep me, his movements careful and deliberate.
I gasped at the sensation, my body tensing involuntarily.Varon's free hand came up to stroke my hip, soothing me with gentle touches.
"Relax," his voice hypnotic. "I've got you."
His fingers worked me open slowly, the initial discomfort giving way to a strange, building pleasure that had me pushing back against his hand. My breathing grew ragged as he added another finger, stretching me with exquisite care.