Page 90 of Forged in Blood

We know, baby.Malachi laughs now too.But even if you couldn’t hear us, you’d still feel this.

I have no idea what they do, but I’m hit with another rush of desire that has wetness slicking between my thighs.

Xavier speaks again.Such a good fucking boy for me, pup.

Malachi grunts.

A third wave of euphoria washes over me, and I hold onto the shelf before my legs betray me. This is so damn hot I can barely think straight.

Oh, hellfire!I pant in my head.

You enjoying this, Cupcake? You feel how good Kai’s tight ass feels?

My head is filled with Malachi’s moans and Xavier’s grunts.

Heat races down my neck and chest, and I squeeze my thighs tighter to stop the ache in my core, but nothing helps. I’m dripping wet and aching for relief, and nobody is even touching me.

Touch yourself, Cupcake. Let me see if I can get you and Kai off at the same time.

I glance around the quiet library again.I c-can’t.

Yeah you can, baby. Go to that quiet spot at the back where I first fucked you, Malachi says, before letting out another desperate moan.

I chew on my lip, unable to believe I’m considering their suggestion, but I swear I’m as edgy as Malachi. My core throbs, eager for relief. I make my way to the quietest part of the library, my head bent low in the hope that nobody will notice that I’m on the verge of an earth-shattering orgasm. My legs shake more with each step I take toward that high.

Thankfully, there’s nobody in the art history section, and I head to the far end of the row and drop my backpack onto the floor.

Motherfucker!Malachi growls. Pleasure coils deep inside me, and I gasp for breath.

Good. Fucking. Boy, Xavier grunts.

Oh my god, I’m going to burst into flames.

Are your hands in your panties yet, Cupcake?

N-no.

What are you waiting for? We can feel you too. Slip your fingers inside your tight cunt and come with us, Xavier demands.

Unable to stand the torment any longer, I press myself into a corner, looking around me to make sure I’m alone, and slip my hand into my panties. As soon as my fingers graze my swollen clit, I whimper out loud with relief.

Good girl, Xavier groans.

I close my eyes, giving in to the overwhelming sensations taking over my body.

“I’d say she’s more of a naughty fucking girl. Hand in her panties getting herself off in the library.” Axl’s voice raises goosebumps over my body, and it takes me a few beats to realize that he’s not in my head.

I open my eyes and have to bite back a scream when I see him walking toward me, filling the space between the shelves with his large frame. My cheeks burn with shame.

Xavier laughs darkly.

My hand stills as I stare into Axl’s brown eyes. He licks his lips, and my heart rate increases with each deliberate step he takes toward me. “Don’t stop, dirty girl.”

I sink my teeth into my bottom lip and wince.I’m sorry. I couldn’t help it.

He steps directly in front of me, and I shiver. Axl takes hold of my wrist and slowly, deliberately, pulls my hand out from between my thighs. The promise of my impending orgasm ebbs away, and I whine.

He holds my fingers in front of my face, forcing me to look at my arousal coating the tips. “Naughty Ophelia.” He tuts and places my fingers in his mouth, humming as he sucks them clean. At the same time, he slides his hand beneath my skirt and pulls my panties aside. “This pussy is mine, princess. If you want to come in the middle of the library, you ask my permission first.”

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