Page 107 of Deadmen's Queen

“It’s just us, baby. Just us.”

As Bast moved away, I nodded, taking a steadying breath, before Tristan pulled me down for a kiss. His lips moved over mine and I met them eagerly, a soft sigh escaping me as he deepened the kiss. The taste of champagne lingered on our tongues. Delicate, celebratory. I welcomed the sensation of it, lost myself in it.

“We're going to take care of you,” Bast whispered against my ear. His words were barely audible above the sound of the bubbling hot tub and my own shallow breaths. “Now and always, princess.” His hand slid around my hip and down, and I gasped as his fingertips brushed over my clit. I could feel him grin against my skin as he began to stroke me gently.

“Lean back, sunshine,” murmured Tristan, and I did. Nate held me against him, his hands still cupping my breasts, and Tristan lifted me in the water until I could feel the head of his cock rubbing over my pussy. Bast was still teasing my clit, and I moaned.

“Tris, please… I need you.”

“Let us get you ready, love,” he said, but I shook my head.

“I’m ready. Please, I need this, need you.”

He said nothing, just reached underneath us, lining himself up before pulling me slowly down over his length. I gasped as I felt him stretch me, and I bit back a cry, my muscles tightening instinctively before relaxing to accommodate him. The sensation was overwhelming, the mixture of slight pain and pleasure making me gasp.

“Are we okay?” Tristan's voice was strained, slightly ragged, as he lowered me onto him further.

“Mmm,” I moaned in response, grinding my hips down onto his. I heard Nate whisper in my ear, his voice gentle and soothing.

“You’re doing amazing, baby. Just relax.”

I nodded, shutting my eyes and focusing on their caresses. Nate’s hands were now kneading my breasts under the water, the contact both soothing and stimulating. I let out a soft moan as he pinched a nipple lightly, the sensation sending a jolt of pleasure through me.

“Look at me, sunshine,” Tristan murmured and I opened my eyes to see him watching me with an intense gaze. He moved slowly inside me, each thrust measured and controlled.

“Feeling okay?” Bast asked from beside us, his hand never leaving my clit.

“Yes,” I whispered, my voice barely louder than a breath of air.

Bast nodded, moving closer to us until our bodies were touching. His lips found mine in another tender kiss which made my head spin.

Tristan was moving faster now, his grip on my hips tightening as he guided my movements to match his rhythm.

“God, you are so beautiful,” Nate murmured against the side of my neck as he kissed it softly. A shiver ran through me at the compliment and the feel of his warm breath against my skin. I could feel his hard length pressing against the dip of my lower back, and I pushed back against him.

He let out a breath, the warmth dancing over my shoulder, then I felt his hand slide behind me down over my ass, a finger pressing against it before pausing. I squirmed, wanting more, and Tristan groaned.

“Fuck, Paige. I’m not going to last long if you keep doing that.”

I looked down at him, grinning as I did it again, then my smile fell away and I gasped as Nate’s finger pushed into me from behind.

His movements were tentative, as if testing my boundaries, but the sensation sent shockwaves of pleasure through me. I tossed my head back against Nate’s shoulder with a low moan.

“More…” I found myself begging.

Nate obliged, adding another finger and moving in time with Tristan’s thrusts. My senses were overwhelmed with them all around me – their touch, their scent, their voices whispering to me – I was theirs, I could feel it. It was about more than just physical connection; they were claiming parts of my soul I had never known existed.

“You’re so tight…” Tristan gasped. “I can’t…”

He didn’t need to finish his sentence. His grip on my hips tightened to the point of pain as he shuddered beneath me, his body stiffening as his climax took over. The look on his face was one of pure bliss and that was all it took to send me tumbling over the edge with him.

My orgasm rippled through me like a tidal wave crashing against a shore. Each pulse of pleasure was magnified by Nate’s fingers inside me and Bast’s hand still stroking my clit in perfect rhythm. I screamed their names as waves of ecstasy washed over me until I was trembling in their arms.

Bast held me tight against him as Nate slowly removed his fingers from within me. He gently placed kisses up and down my neck and onto my shoulder as Tristan pulled out from underneath me and moved to sit beside us in the hot tub.

“We’re not done yet,” Bast whispered into my ear, sending shivers down my spine. He pulled me onto his lap, turning me to face away from him and spreading my legs wide over his. Nate immediately captured my mouth in a fierce kiss, his fingers sliding into my pussy, fingering me roughly.

I moaned into his mouth, pushing back against Bast as I felt his hard cock rubbing between my legs. Bast reached round, pinching and rubbing my nipples until I was gasping.

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