Page 17 of Dragon Awakened

"Does he always talk this much?" Malik grumbles.

Jianyu gasps as he slides even deeper into me, his voice gritty as he replies, "Always."

"Shut up." Rafe reaches into the space between me and Jianyu to pluck at my breast, and it's more fire shooting straight to my clit.

"Keep talking," I urge them all. Their voices are deep velvet, surrounding me, and I've never felt safer or more held or more desperate. "Fuck--"

"Oh, we will, beloved," Malik promises. His hand is on my other breast, and then he slides it lower, into humid space where Jianyu and I are joined.

I cry out at the first glancing stroke of Malik's fingertips on my clit, pulsing around Jianyu, and Jianyu lets out a rough grunt.

"Faster," I beg, dragging my nails over the hot skin of Jianyu's neck and down his shoulders. "Please--I need--"

The sharp ache of climax is so close I can taste it. I feel so soft and swollen, and Jianyu begins to fuck into me harder, and yes, yes, yes--

"Come for us," Malik whispers, and just like that, I tip over into ecstasy, throbbing and sobbing at the waves of pleasure that sweep me away.

Jianyu curses beneath his breath as my pussy clamps down around him in pulses. Holding onto me by my hips, he fucks me in earnest now. My orgasm crashes right into another, and I scream against Jianyu's mouth.

"Mate," Jianyu whispers, "Ember--"

His mouth drops open, and he rams into me a half dozen more times before slamming in to the hilt. His hot come pours into me in jets, and I shudder with a whole series of aftershocks as I milk him for every drop.

"Magnificent." Malik cups my breast, squeezing it harder, twisting my nipple between his forefinger and his thumb. His cock throbs against my back, hungry and waiting, and flashes of my night at the club, when I took Jianyu and Rafe at the same time drift back to me.

"Next time," I pant, as Jianyu begins to draw back. "Need you all--all together--"

I don't even know how it would work, but I have to have them. Two at a time--three--

Jesus--four--

"Ambitious," Rafe grunts, moving forward the instant Jianyu has slipped free. Good to his word, he pushes Jianyu the rest of the way aside. "You got her?" he asks Malik.

"Always," Malik responds.

Without a moment's hesitation, Rafe fits himself to my gaping opening, and I throw my head back as he thrusts all the way inside.

"So wet." Rafe bottoms out effortlessly, despite his size, everything made easy and slick from my orgasms and Jianyu's come. "Love feeling you like this--"

"More than you love my ass?" I manage to ask.

He was obsessive about it before--babbling uncontrollably about how tight I was, about how good it felt to be the first man to fuck me there, about how much he loved being buried in my ass while Jianyu was thrusting deep into my cunt.

Rafe laughs, drawing back only to slam in to the hilt again. "Different," he manages to grit out. He glances up at Malik, over my shoulder. "You gotta try it next time, you won't believe how tight she is--"

"Oh, I believe," Malik intones, his voice rumbly and dark. He grinds against the small of my back, his calm composure threatening to crack.

"Gonna take all three of us, then, huh?" Rafe pounds into me faster and faster, and I don't know how he can find the presence of mind to talk so much at the same time, but I love it.

"Yes, yes--"

"Fucking hell," Jianyu mumbles from my side. He's stirring again after basically collapsing for a minute there. Sitting up, he pets my thigh, and being surrounded by these three men is too much.

It's not enough.

"All four," I mumble before I can stop myself, and I know that's messed up. How could I possibly want for more when I have everything?

How could I possibly be looking forward to having to accept Fury or Storm into my life again?

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