Page 68 of Within the Flames
"Where should I have them take you first, Macey?" She could tell by his tone he didn't actually want a reply.
She whimpered all the same.
"Should I have you suck Rónàn's cock? Or should I let Flint slip into you from behind? Maybe you want it up the ass first. It wouldn't surprise me. I think it's Cam's turn there." A hint of mischief snuck into his voice but it didn't lose any of the command there. She was too involved in the scene around her.
Despite not appearing in control, she knew she was. One word from her and all four of them would stop. It was a good job she didn't want that.
"I think a little pleasure first. Cam, if you would."
The men around her shuffled slightly and the hands on her back disappeared, moving to the soft skin of her thighs. Cam dragged his thumbs over her and a moan escaped her lips.
Hot breath brushed against her sensitive skin. She shivered. The urge to push back against his mouth was strong but she ignored it. That might displease Jared and the last thing she wanted was for this game to stop. She was far too into the experience to cut it short.
Cam's tongue darted out and he drew it along her. She couldn't hold back and a loud groan escaped from her.
She didn't need to open her eyes to be able to picture the satisfied smirk on Jared's face. He was loving this.
"I think you can take Rónàn's cock now," Jared mused.
"Yes," she murmured.
"Yes?"
She opened her eyes and looked straight at him, not at all surprised to find a raised eyebrow.
"Please?" she tried.
"Very good. Rónàn?" He waved his hand in the direction of the selkie who was blissfully naked.
"It'd be a pleasure." He stroked a finger down Macey's cheek.
She opened her mouth, knowing what was coming next and relishing the thought of what was to come. Rónàn obliged and she wrapped her lips around his cock.
He tangled his hands into her hair, pulling her further on to him. She gagged slightly but then relaxed her throat, taking him deeper.
"I think that's enough, Cam." This time, she was only dimly aware of Jared's voice and words. The rest was lost to the sensations of her men touching her.
Cold air rushed over her as Cam stepped away. She groaned in disappointment, the sound only serving to vibrate her throat along Rónàn's cock.
"Flint, you know what to do," Jared instructed.
Firm hands touched her hips and she was quickly dragged back until she met Flint's cock. He slammed into her hard and fast, seeming as desperate as she was for the contact.
Macey's legs began to tremble as she tried to hold herself steady but it didn't work very well and it was only through Flint and Rónàn's strength she managed to stay on all fours.
Pleasure tightened inside her, twisting around and begging for release. She pushed it back. She wasn't ready for that yet. There was still so much more to experience.
"You look so beautiful like this, Macey," Jared whispered, much closer than he'd been before. He traced his fingers across her back, leaving discernible patterns on her skin.
Rónàn began to tremble and pulse within her mouth and she knew he'd come soon. Flint probably wasn't far behind either, not from how erratically he was now moving inside her.
She was right there with them. The urge to come was strong and as much as she tried to hold off, she knew she wouldn't be able to hold back much longer. Flint thrust into her particularly hard, hitting the spot within her that would make her explode.
Her whole body began to shake and she couldn't stop the wave of pleasure ripping through her even if she'd wanted to. Rónàn pulled out of her mouth, moaning as he did. She was dimly aware of Flint's answering noises, but couldn't focus enough on them to respond.
She crashed back down to earth quickly and found herself flipped so she was lying on her back with Jared looking down on her, lust and love filling his eyes. She knew what was about to happen and held out her arms to him. He leaned in and kissed her gently, positioning her legs around him. Slowly, he entered her, his cock causing small aftershocks of pleasure to rack through her. She was surprised she could take him straight after Flint but his incubus magic was probably to thank for that one.
She wrapped her arms around him, knowing her other men's eyes were on them too as they rocked and moaned together. It didn't take long for the two of them to explode in each other's arms. Jared knew exactly what buttons to press. They all did. She was truly blessed with them.
Coming back down to earth for the second time, she was almost too blissed out to function. Her eyes fluttered closed, sleep calling her name. She could feel strong arms tucking her into the bed and then the warm bodies getting in beside her and pulling her close to them.
In her whole life, she'd never felt as safe or as loved as with them. Even if they had horrors to face and monsters to battle, she knew they could handle it. Not only were they the Wardens but they had one another.
All she'd have to do was work out what the flames they had to do next. Somewhere in her dream addled mind, the crash of waves against the shore and the smell of salt on the breeze came to her. Not in the same way it did with Rónàn's scent either. This was different. She had to go to the sea again. For what purpose, she wasn't too sure. Hopefully not another underwater city.
So long as she had her men with her, all would work out well. They were a team for a reason and she'd spend the rest of her life proving it over and over again.
If they survived that long...
To be continued...
