Page 115 of Princess Avenged

“Please,” I say looking into his eyes. “I can do it. I can take more. I can give your cock what it needs.”

He pushes another inch forward, and my legs start to tremble in his hands.

“With your help, I can do anything,” I tell him. “With you, I can take on the whole world.”

“Oh, Ana.” Crusher looks overwhelmed with emotion. Then his body shifts. His hips drive forward, pushing his cock deeply inside me.

“Fuck, Ana. Fuck. It’s me who needs you. I need you so fucking much.” Keeping at his current depth, he slides his thickness slowly inside me, his face in a grimace, his jaw clenched. “With you at my side, there’s nothing I can’t do.”

I reach up to touch his chest, and then he starts driving harder inside me, using his weight and his leg on the floor to press me against the back of the chaise. His thrusts drive me higher up its cushioned surface, as the pleasure lifts me metaphorically higher and higher too.

I feel so full, so complete. It’s as if Crusher’s love is stuffing me along with his cock.

Grunting, he tugs me down until I’m flat on the chaise, and then, looking deeply into my eyes, he drives down into me, plunging over and over, until I shatter again in his arms.

Chapter

Forty-Nine

Ana

“Hey you two.” Flame’s voice echoes in the pool room, and I lift my head from Crusher’s chest to see Flame and Blade at the entrance.

“What’s wrong?” Crusher pulls us up to sit, cradling me in his lap and wrapping his arms protectively around me as if the other men have never seen me nude.

“Nothing’s wrong.” Flame leans against the tiled wall, and the glowing light turns his hair a soft blue. “I just thought Ana might want to know that Phil’s awake.”

“Oh!” My heart starts racing. “I’ll be right up. Where are my clothes?” I glance around. My trousers are peeking out, under one of the chaises, and my long-sleeved t-shirt is floating in the pool.

“Clothes?” Phil steps into the room. “Not a big fan of clothes, myself.”

Leaping up, I race over to join Phil, pressing my naked body against him so firmly I’m shocked that we don’t merge into one.

Phil lifts me into his arms, so we can look into each other’s eyes, and I wrap my arms and legs around his thick trunk.

“Fuck, you are beautiful.” His voice rumbles inside me.

A blush rises on my cheeks, burning my skin from the inside. But the way he’s looking at me, and the way he said those words—so earnestly—makes me glow, inside and out.

“How are you feeling?” I trace my fingers through his coppery hair, and then over his chin, noting that he shaved after he woke.

“A thousand percent better,” he says. “Ready for battle.”

“Battle?” Leaning back, I try to look shocked, but my grin betrays me.

“I’d fight a thousand armies for the chance to fuck you right now.”

And although Phil’s words are crass, my insides flood with moisture.

Crusher gets up off the chaise and grabs his jeans, hanging over the pool ladder. “We should leave you two alone for a while.”

“Yeah. Sure. Right.” Blade claps Flame on the back. “Let’s give Phil some time with Ana.”

“Don’t leave on my account,” Phil says. “I’m more than happy to share.” He looks into my eyes, and my love and gratitude for this man multiply beyond belief.

“Speaking of sharing.” Bursting with emotion, I look between the four of them. “I hope you know that I love you all. That I’m in love with all four of you. And I hope…I hope that’s okay?”

“Okay?” Crusher steps up beside Phil and puts his hand on my back. Then Flame and Blade arrive too, and the four men encase me in the sexiest cocoon I could ever imagine. Okay, if they were all naked, that would be even sexier.

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