Page 61 of We Will Rise

Crew chuckles from my other side, and I realize he’s moved closer. “You’re not even close to being finished yet, Little Menace.”

“Oh god,” I choke out, and for once they don’t bother to remind me he’s not here.

“That’s it, love. I want to feel your pussy milk my cock,” Bishop coaxes.

Kovu pinches my clit between his fingers at the same time his teeth sink into the side of my breast, tearing a strangled scream from my throat a moment before my orgasm crashes over me.

In the distance, I hear a roar behind me and a series of curses in front, but I’m too lost in my own pleasure as my release rolls through my body.

My orgasm is all-consuming, and I tremble violently through it. It may only be my second orgasm, but having two that were so powerful back-to-back has made my body boneless as I collapse against Bishop.

There’s silence for long moments, and I allow myself to relax between them as fatigue weighs down on me. But we’re not done yet, and I’m as excited by that thought as I am horrified. I’m going to be walking funny for a week if they keep this up.

Bishop presses a gentle kiss to my temple as Kaos pulls out, causing a groan to fall from my lips. The feel of his cum slipping from my ass makes my cheeks heat, and I bury my face deeper into his chest to hide my embarrassment.

But it’s short-lived because as soon as he steps back, Crew appears at my back.

He tugs my body against his, shifting Bishop’s still hard cock inside and causing us both to groan.

“Do you trust us, Little Menace?”

“Yes,” I answer immediately.

Some may call me stupid, naive even, but I know there’s no one on this planet I can trust more than the four men in this room.

He carefully lifts me from Bishop’s cock, and the moment he slips free, I feel impossibly empty, making me crave more. I don’t give myself a chance to overthink the way cum slips down my thigh or how I’m already craving more of them. Surely what they’ve just done to my body should be enough. Surely I should be wrung out and exhausted. I mean, I am, but I’m also all too aware of the fact two of my men need me as badly as I need them.

Kovu appears beside us, and I lean into him, pressing a kiss to the center of his chest. It’s one of the few places on his body where his tattoos don’t cover some kind of scar, but it’s also where I can feel his heart bumping beneath his ribs, and I lean into the feeling.

In a few practiced moves I don’t allow myself to dwell on, I find myself straddling Crew’s thighs as he lies in the middle of the bed, his mismatched eyes filled with emotions I never would have expected from the man with the iron heart. The man who dragged himself and his family through the ranks until they hit the highest possible place.

He looks at me like I’m his entire world. Like his life begins and ends with me. Like I’m his queen.

CHAPTER FORTY-FOUR

CREW

My chest is tight with unfamiliar emotions as I stare up at my little menace.

Camilla is always beautiful, but right now she surpasses beauty. There aren’t words for how incredible she looks with swollen lips from our rough kisses and Kovu’s cock. Her hair ruffled from how we’ve each gripped it. Her flushed cheeks from the orgasms we’ve forced out of her.

She’s breathtaking, and the way she looks down at me makes my chest ache with need.

I want to give her everything, and I realize there’s nothing I won’t do to keep her, nothing she could ask of me that I wouldn’t give her.

Is that dangerous as hell? Yep.

But do I care? Fuck no.

Camilla reaches between us and grasps my cock in her palm, moving the head through her soaking wet folds. You’d never know she was a virgin before she met us. Not by the way she takes control, positioning me at her entrance and slowly sliding down onto her throne.

Her walls flutter around my cock, and I choke on a moan. She’s so wet and warm after how the others have fucked her, and I can barely believe she’s all ours.

She rolls her hips as she seats herself on me, pausing for just a second before she lifts her hips until just the head of my cock is still lodged inside her perfect cunt.

A long groan tears from my throat as she slowly lowers herself again, her pussy clenching around my length, and she smiles down at me in triumph.

“You’re trouble,” I grit out.

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