Page 188 of Gift from the Wing

Four against one is never a fair battle, and right now, my men are working together to lay waste to me. I’ll be lucky if I even know what realm I’m in by the time they’re done with me.

Draken’s hand slides down my back, and his blazing heat lights my spine on fire, causing my ass to arch into him, but Corentin snatches me back to him by my hips.

“Fuck, princess, your pussy tastes so good. Don’t try to take it from me again.”

“Oh fuck,” I moan.

His words drive me absolutely mad and a burning starts in my belly from something other than Draken’s hand.

“Almost there, little wanderer. I feel the tremble in your skin. Curl them fingers inside that tight little pussy, Core. She’ll come apart so beautifully,” he groans into my neck.

Fuck me, do that, please.

Corentin plunges two fingers deep inside me, curling them just the way I love, fucking crave, and damn if I don’t come on the spot.

His name bellows from my mouth and my other three men hold me up even though I’m firmly suspended in the air for their feasting pleasure. The slow, soft kisses he continues to lay on my clit has me squirming, trying to escape his magical tongue. I can’t take any more right now.

“It’s funny you think he’s the only one eating your pussy,”Tillman mocks in my mind, and my eyes fly open.

“Tillman,” I breathe.

“Don’t worry, little warrior, I’m gonna take care of you.”

He and Corentin switch spots seamlessly, as though they’re planning this out mentally without involving me. Draken and Caspian laugh at my whimper.

The side of me that is lust drunk off these men right now is completely on board with being eaten out until I pass out. The other side is, in fact, fearful I’m going to pass out from too many orgasms.

“Caspian can keep you hydrated. You just worry about coming on my tongue. I’ll have you there in no time. Much faster than Corentin.”

“Draken said there wasn’t a competition,”I groan as he slowly starts to lower his body in front of me.

“We agreed on no competition for the most orgasms. No one said anything about the fastest.”

His knees hit the ground and his mouth is on me.

As is everyone else’s.

That little reprieve I got, they all backed off to mere teasing, toying with my nipples, running their hands up and down my sides, over the curve of my ass, but now all bets are back on.

Tillman pulls out every one of my favorites. The perfect pressure of the pad of his tongue on my clit. The exact curl of his finger inside of me. The vile, dirty praises he sings in my mind. They all add up to sending me right over the edge faster than I could prepare myself for.

My head lulls back on Draken’s chest and he lays sweet kisses up my neck and my throat until he can catch my lips with his. When he pulls away from me, he turns my head back forward, facing me off with my dark and damaged protector.

Who looks more like a predator currently.

“What will it be, Primary? You need a little break? Want me to take it nice and slow?”

Yes. No.

The challenge in his devilish smirk sends my body and mind into a tailspin. Fuck, I could use at least five minutes to regroup, but I know if I asked for that, their game would be over and I’m not truly ready for this to end.

Not by a long shot.

“Do your worst. Or your best. Whichever way you want to look at it.”

“Fuck, I love that sassy-ass mouth,” Corentin mutters from beside me, laying his lips on my shoulder, but I don’t dare take my eyes off the man in front of me.

“As you wish, Primary.”

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