Page 62 of Ruling in Flames (Reborn 5)
“You smell so fucking sweet,” he murmured against the back of my neck, “I couldn’t hold myself back. She needs to be fucked.” The last part was aimed at Henry, who let out a sound of agreement, nearly feral—
“Shit!” I inhaled sharply as Henry suddenly slammed me down on his cock and Croy’s deep accent ran over my ears.
“That’s it, sugar,” he snarled. “Look at how good you are at taking cock.”
Holy hell.
“I won’t be able to take this slow. Move, sweetheart,” Henry commanded. I began to bounce on his cock, my ears ringing with the sound of their voices, our heartbeats, and our magic running over me. I clearly was going too slow, though, because in a snap Croy was stopping my hips and holding me there as Henry absolutely lost it.
“Henry!” I cried out as he began to fuck up into me as I gripped Croy’s large forearms, feeling his cock leak precum against my ass from behind. His lips were on his mating mark, and I felt a wave of pure pleasure hit me right in my abdomen as Henry began to hit a spot of white-hot pressure inside of me. I moaned as Croy began to use one of his hands to rub my clit—
And that was all it took for me to absolutely explode.
I let out a moan as Croy let go of my hips and I dropped down onto Henry, the sound rattling from his chest feral as his cock pulsed, causing me to tighten around him further, his gaze holding mine intently as he spilled inside of me. Of course he had done it before, but something about this was so different, so purposeful—and I loved it.
Except unlike with Azrael, my orgasm wasn’t able to eclipse my need, instead almost feeding into it. Croy chuckled against my neck at the way my body broke out into shivers, acutely aware of the man pressed up against me.
“Croy,” I moaned as I leaned forward, my body spread out over Henry who was laying on his back, his breathing rough. Croy let out a deep groan as his cock slid against my slit, wet from a combination of my wet heat and Henry’s cum.
It didn’t stop Croy from pressing against my entrance.
“You sure?” he asked roughly, pausing momentarily. “I don’t want you to be sore.”
“She’s sure.” Henry’s lips teased down my throat before laying hot kisses down my chest. “She needs as much cum as possible. It’s the only thing that’s going to fix this need pushing through her.”
“Please,” I whispered. Croy groaned and punched forward, causing me to cry out his name as Henry bit down on the swell of my breast.
The wet, erotic slap of Croy pushing in and out of me had a heated flush rolling over my skin, my whimpers causing Croy to snarl as he picked up the pace. I pushed my butt back and he groaned, his hand coming across it in a hard slap that had me tightening around his length. When his hand came up to slide into my hair and tighten there, my eyes nearly rolled at how good it felt to have both of them on me, both of them touching me and tasting me, Henry’s mouth busy pleasuring me in a dangerously teasing way compared to how I was being pounded into from behind.
I jolted forward, moaning out as he hit particularly deep. I heard a rip and looked down to see that my fingers had shifted, my nails growing longer, like talons. Henry groaned as if it was the sexiest thing in the world, bringing a hand to his chest to trap mine so that the tips of my talons scraped against his skin, drawing blood.
“This pussy is so damn good. Look at you, taking all of me,” Croy growled against my ear. “I don’t want to come until I’m as deep as fucking possible, so let me in. Let me get to every damn bit of you. I want to make sure you get every drop of me. Do you want that, sugar? Do you want my cum?”
“Yes!” I screamed out as I was suddenly submerged in a crashing wave of pleasure, a climax slamming into me and causing me to cry out their names, the sound echoing around us. Croy cursed behind me, squeezing my hips in a tight, bruising grip before he finally buried himself inside me, his teeth slicing into the back of my neck on his mating mark. A secondary climax pulsed through me as everything went spotty, causing my legs to feel weak and my body to tremble.
I let out a groan of contentment as Croy pulled out of me, and I collapsed forward against Henry.
Holy hell, these men were going to kill me.
* * *
I woketo the sensation of someone’s mouth sliding against my wet heat before teasing my clit, sucking on it and causing my body to jerk as a moan filtered from my mouth. I must have fallen asleep after that bath with Henry and Croy, because I had no idea what was going on, no idea whose mouth was on me…but they were more than welcome to continue.
“You taste so good, angel,” Atlas rumbled. I inhaled sharply, loving the way his deep voice vibrated the air around him. Before I could respond, he sucked hard on my clit and a small orgasm rolled over me, causing me to shudder as I let out a moan of his name. It was then I realized that I was on my stomach, laid out across the bed completely naked.
“Don’t worry, baby girl,” Marco said near my ear, his lips brushing against them as if standing to the side of the bed. “We’re going to take care of you—won’t we, Atlas?”
“Of course,” Atlas groaned, kissing up my back lightly. “Don’t open your eyes. Trust us to take care of you, to make you feel amazing, angel.”
Considering how dark the room was, I wouldn’t complain at all. Atlas teased the delicate skin along my spine, causing me to shudder as desire swelled up through my entire body. I whimpered as Marco’s throat produced a deep rumble, his hand gripping my chin. “Good girl. You deserve to be rewarded for being such a good listener.”
“Please,” I breathed out. I felt like I was saying that a lot, but my normal patience, which was small to begin with, was completely absent. The heat in my center grew as Atlas sat back, and I tried to move back to meet his touch, but he gripped my hips in a commanding way.
“We aren’t rushing this, baby girl,” Marco insisted, releasing my chin. “Let us take care of you. Spread those pretty thighs for him.”
I did immediately, and I was rewarded when I felt Atlas kneel on the bed between my legs, his hard cock sliding against my wet center, a moan of anticipation leaving my lips. When he slowly began to work himself into me, his grunt of pleasure caused something animalistic to simmer beneath the surface, calling for me to push back so he could rut into me fully.
“Open your mouth and don’t move.” Marco’s voice was hard and demanding, and I did so automatically, keeping my eyes shut. The two of them had such a commanding dominance that I found myself wanting to listen to them, to reap the rewards of being a good girl for them.
