Page 119 of Crossing Between
"Please," I whispered, not even sure what I was begging for.
Next to us, Kenji had positioned himself behind Elias, their bodies aligned in a mirror of our own. Elias's face was flushed, his blonde braids coming undone as Kenji gripped them, pulling his head back for a deep, messy kiss. The sight of them together, Kenji's maroon skin contrasting with Elias's paler tone, was unexpectedly erotic.
"Look at them," Varon whispered in my ear, his fingers still working inside me. "Beautiful, aren't they?"
I couldn't tear my eyes away as Kenji's powerful hips began to move, driving into Elias with controlled force. Elias broke the kiss with a guttural moan, his eyes rolling back in pleasure. Kenji's hand tightened in his hair, bending over him as they moved together in perfect sync.
The sound of their passionate encounter, grunts, moans, and the slick sounds of their bodies joining, filled the room, creating a backdrop for my own mounting desire.
"Ready?" Varon withdrew his fingers. I nodded, my throat too dry for words.
I felt the blunt pressure of him against me, my body tensing again despite my best efforts to relax. Varon leaned over me, his chest pressing against my back as he whispered reassurances in my ear. His hands gripped my hips, holding me steady as he began to push forward, the sensation overwhelming inits intensity.
"Breathe, Zoey," he reminded me, his voice strained with the effort of maintaining control.
I inhaled deeply, forcing my muscles to relax as he sank deeper. The burn was intense, walking the knife-edge between pain and pleasure, but Varon moved with excruciating slowness, giving me time to adjust to each inch.
When he was finally fully inside me, we both stilled, our ragged breathing the only sound I could focus on. The feeling of fullness was intrusive yet intoxicating.
"Move," I needed more of this pleasure.
Varon began to rock his hips, shallow thrusts that gradually deepened as my body welcomed him. The initial discomfort faded, replaced by waves of sensation that had me gasping and pushing back against him, wanting more.
Kenji had Elias pinned to the mattress, having flipped him on his back, fucking into him with abandon now. Their mouths were fused together in a sloppy, desperate kiss, swallowing each other's moans. Elias's hands clutched at Kenji's shoulders, leaving red marks on his maroon skin.
The sight of them lost in pleasure pushed me higher, my own body responding to Varon's increasingly forceful thrusts. His grip on my hips tightened, fingers digging into my flesh as he established a rhythm that had me seeing stars.
"You feel incredible," Varon growled, his voice rougher than I'd ever heard it. One hand slid from my hip to between my legs, finding my sensitive clit and circling it with practiced precision.
I cried out, overwhelmed by the dual stimulation. My arms trembled, threatening to give out as pleasure built inside me once more, a tidal wave gathering force.
Varon bent over me, his chest molding to my back. I felt his cool breath against my neck moments before his fangs scraped lightly over my skin, raising goosebumps in theirwake. The contrast between the gentleness of his mouth and the force of his thrusts had me spiraling closer to the edge.
"May I?" His lips brushing my pulse point.
"Yes," I gasped, needing it.
His fangs pierced my skin with surprising gentleness, the momentary sting immediately replaced by a rush of intense pleasure. I felt the pull as he drank, each draw of blood synchronized with the movements of his hips.
My vision blurred, the room spinning around me as Varon continued to drink. Time seemed to slow, each sensation magnified to an almost unbearable intensity.
The sounds of Kenji and Elias's passion filled my ears, the wet sounds of their kisses, Elias's breathless moans, Kenji's deep grunts as he drove into him. Their pleasure fed my own, creating a feedback loop of desire that left me dizzy and desperate.
Varon's hips snapped against me harder now, his rhythm becoming erratic as he approached his peak. His hand between my legs moved faster, circling my clit with relentless pressure that had me teetering on the edge of another orgasm.
I felt his fangs retract from my neck, replaced by the warm swipe of his tongue sealing the wounds. "Cum for me, Zoey," his voice thick with hunger of a different kind now.
His words pushed me over the edge, pleasure exploding through me with such force that my vision whited out for a moment. I cried out, my body clenching around him as waves of ecstasy crashed over me. Varon groaned, his hips stuttering as he followed me into release, filling me with his cool essence.
Kenji and Elias had abandoned any pretense of control. They kissed messily, moans and grunts mingling as they moved together with almost violent intensity. Elias came first, his body tensing as he cried out Kenji's name. Kenji followed seconds later, his powerful body shuddering as he emptiedhimself.
As the last tremors faded, Kenji and Varon pulled out, and we collapsed onto the bed in a tangle of limbs and ragged breaths. I laughed, the sound breathless and giddy, as Kenji rolled onto his back, pulling me with him. Elias and Varon flanked us, their bodies pressed close, their hands roaming over my skin in lazy, affectionate touches.
"We should've done this sooner," Kenji muttered, his chest rumbling with a low, satisfied laugh.
"No arguments here," Varon fingers traced the curve of my waist. "Though someone's going to need to fix the bed frame."
I grinned, tilting my head to kiss Elias softly. "Worth it."
