Page 30 of Fire Kissed
“Perfect,” Aric praises on a rumbling tone of pure, sensual appreciation.
I close my eyes to Torben’s intense attention and try to keep pace as a slight salty hint of him meets my tongue.
From behind, warmth spreads me farther open. The thick lapping of a tongue slides from my clit over my sex and all the way back until I tremble in his hands. And still he keeps going. Aric devours me from behind, taking me while I’m vulnerable and weak, lowered down and unable to even see the beautiful work he’s doing between my thighs.
Nails dig into my hips as Aric holds me firmly against his mouth and fucks me with his tongue, slipping out to taste my clit before dipping right back in where he was.
Whimpers hum within me with nowhere to go. The moans at the back of my throat seem to reverberate through me and right into Torben. His growls rumble into the night. His hold on my hair turns demanding and needy.
Just the way I feel.
And then it all stops. The deep swirling of Aric’s tongue can no longer be felt against my slick, swollen sex. My thighs clench with a pitiful sadness of what I’ve lost. The firm grip Torben has threaded through my hair turns loose, and when my lashes open slowly, I see him no longer watching me, but lookingover me.
My lips hover above him, and just when I’m about to turn my head to look, the smooth feel of something between my legs slides down my opening and against the most sensitive part of me.
A gasp tears from my throat, fanning over Torben’s cock. My head tilts, and from over my shoulder, shining, smiling eyes meet mine. It’s a smoldering look that burns between us. Aric’s hips shift, and he brushes his length against my wetness once more. My clit pulses for more of his taunting teasing. The shuddering breath within my lungs amuses him even more, it seems.
My attention drifts to the quiet, beautiful man sitting a few feet away, watching and taking it all in.
My mouth parts to say something...
“Don’t worry about me.” Latham leans back to fully take it all in, but there’s something confusing about his gaze. Something I can’t quite explain.
I always feel that way when I look into the hidden part of him just beneath the surface of his beautiful, mysterious features.
Maybe we should stop.
This can’t end well for the four of us. Everything feels right and safe with them when nothing else in my life ever has. In the end, will we all be brokenhearted, or will we look back on what we shared like a fond memory?
Just when too many thoughts slam through my mind, Aric sinks in little by little, stretching me with every deep inch he takes. A moan parts my lips while my eyes flutter closed of their own accord. A low, animalistic growl carries through the night, and I peer up to see a hooded look in Torben’s gaze as he watches his friend pump into me slowly from behind. Heavy breaths part his lips, and the want in his gaze alone sends shivers down my arched spine.
My mouth lowers to him, and his hungry attention settles back on me. With one hand, he helps guide my pace down his thick cock. His palm isn’t pressing against the back of my head, but instead, it feels like he wants to feel me on a deeper level.
He wants to feel me how Aric feels me in this moment.
My tongue slides down him as far as I can go, sucking and swirling all around him until he’s groaning my name into the cool night air. My own wild pleasure reverberates against his shaft, and the thrusting of Aric’s hips urges me even further down Torben’s length.
Pulsing need throbs within my core, and just when it heightens on a sharp edge, Aric eases his slamming speed. He leans over me, his smooth chest meeting my back. One hand remains on my hips... while the other skims up my side. Long fingers explore my body before settling ever so slowly around my throat. From behind me, he clutches onto my neck, and I continue to work up and down Torben’s throbbing cock. I can’t explain it, but just knowing Aric can feel every move I make for his friend, it sends a shameful, sexy feeling all through my body.
Aric’s hold on me tightens around the lowest part of my jaw. Torben’s fingers in my hair suddenly tangle, and he forces me down as far as I can go. A salty release meets the back of my throat, and I swallow it down without trying, but still I keep going until his hips are jerking uncontrollably beneath me. Then the pounding feel of Aric’s thrust enters me so deeply, it hurts as it sends waves and waves of reckless energy soaring through me until I tremble in their clutches, both of them using me and giving me as much as I can take until I can’t take anymore.
It all shatters within me. It bursts free in starlight colors behind my eyes as my limbs become weak, and both of them pull back from me. Aric groans as he slips out of me entirely. His hands slide up my chest, and he pulls me against him. My palms rest on Torben’s wide shoulders as he, too, wraps his arms around my hips.
They hold me like they’ll always take care of me.
From between their shoulders, my eyes lock with Latham’s heated attention as he sits, giving us a few feet of space. But there’s still that confusing look hidden beneath.
Is it because he, too, knows that this won’t work between us all?
The pounding of my heart is a romantic thrumming, though, as I look up into the sated eyes of my warrior. There isn’t anger there. Not even a hint of his dark past shadows his beautiful eyes.
I still want all of him. I want it all, until I know for the rest of our tormented lives that a beautiful piece of him will always be mine to keep.
And I will keep him.
All three of them.
The One
