Page 115 of The Blood Moon Oath

My skin prickles with anticipation as Torin's hand trailsdown my side, his fingers dipping beneath the hem of my shirt. "Mmm, kitten looks so pretty all sleepy and rumpled," he purrs, his breath hot against my ear. His other hand finds its way into my hair, tangling in the strands as he pulls me closer, his lips seeking mine in a searing kiss.

I moan into his mouth, my body responding instinctively to his touch. But I'm not alone in my arousal. Finn's fingers brush against my thigh, his touch light and teasing as he inches higher.

"Little witch," Finn whispers, his voice low and husky, "you're so responsive, so eager to please." His hand slides up my inner thigh, his touch sending shivers through me. I can feel the heat of his palm even through the fabric of my shorts.

Meanwhile, Kael's large frame presses against my back, his chest a solid wall of muscle that makes me feel small and protected. His hands roam over my stomach, tracing the curves of my waist before slipping beneath the band of my shorts. "Little huntress," he growls, his fingers finding my slick folds, "you're already so wet for us."

A gasp escapes me as he teases my entrance, his digits circling my clit with deliberate slowness. "Please," I whimper, my hips bucking involuntarily into his touch. "I need..."

Need becomes my mantra as their skilled hands work in tandem to unravel me. Torin's tongue delves into my mouth, swallowing my cries of pleasure as Finn's fingers dip inside me, stretching and filling me in ways I never knew I craved.

Kael's thumb rubs firm circles over my clit, the pressure building with each pass until I'm panting and writhing beneath them. Their ministrations are both gentle and ruthless, coaxing out every drop of desire until I'm a quivering mess of need.

"Enough," Kael commands, his voice brooking no argument as he withdraws his fingers. I whimper at theloss, but before I can protest, Torin is lifting me onto his lap, my legs straddling his hips, my back facing his chest.

"Ride him, kitten," he urges, his cock hard and throbbing against my core.

My clothes disappear, no doubt one of them using their powers to rid me of them, but I don't mind.

With a desperate moan, I sink down onto Torin's thick length, my walls clenching around him as he fills me completely. The sensation is overwhelming, his size stretching me in ways that border on pain, but it's a sweet kind of agony that only serves to heighten my pleasure.

As I begin to rock my hips, setting a slow, sensual rhythm, Finn moves to kneel beside the bed. He takes one of my breasts in his mouth, suckling gently as his hand reaches between us to play with my clit. The dual stimulation is almost too much, and I can feel my orgasm building at an alarming rate.

Kael watches intently, his eyes dark with lust as he drinks in the sight of me impaled on Torin's cock, lost in the pleasure Finn is providing.

Kael's gaze is a tangible thing, a stroke of heat across my skin that amplifies every sensation. It's intoxicating, knowing I have such power over these powerful men. That they're just as affected by me as I am by them.

With a low groan, Torin grips my hips, guiding me to ride him harder, faster. Each thrust sends sparks of pleasure shooting up my spine, coiling tighter and tighter in my belly. I can feel them, each of them, together and separate. Their desire is all focused on me and for once, that is all I feel. Desire, pure and uncomplicated by jealousy or other emotions.

Finn's fingers on my clit are the final piece of the puzzle, and with a keening cry, I tumble over the edge into ecstasy.

My inner walls clamp down around Torin, milking his cock as waves of bliss crash over me. Through the haze of myorgasm, I'm dimly aware of Kael moving in front of me, his hands on my thighs, urging them wider apart.

I'm lifted from Torin and then placed onto Kael's lap. Or into, rather. Because before I can catch my breath, Kael's massive erection is pressing against my entrance, the head nudging insistently at my still-quivering core. With a grunt, he surges forward, burying himself to the hilt in one powerful thrust.

The sensation is different from Torin, larger, more dominating. As he begins to move, setting a deep, driving rhythm, I can feel every inch of his cock stroking along mine, creating a delicious friction that has me seeing stars once more.

Behind me, Torin reaches around to play with my nipples, drawing soft whimpers from my lips. Finn stands to the side, stroking his cock. I lock eyes with him and beckon him closer, opening my mouth so he knows what I want.

Finn steps closer, his heavy-lidded gaze locked on mine as he positions his thick shaft at my lips. Without hesitation, I wrap my mouth around him, sucking gently as I look up at him through my lashes. He groans, his fingers tangling in my hair as he starts to thrust slowly into my mouth.

Across the room, Torin's laughter echoes, high-pitched and unhinged. "Look at our little kitten, taking Finn's cock! Such a good pet." His words are a dirty litany, punctuated by grunts and the slap of flesh on flesh as Kael continues to pound into me.

Kael's pace remains steady, his hips snapping forward with a force that drives the air from my lungs. I can feel his balls tightening; I know he's close to climax.

Kael's deep voice rumbles in my ear, commanding and authoritative. "Time for a change of pace, little huntress. We're going to rearrange this party."

He lifts me with ease, turning us both so that I'm nowstraddling his hips, his thick length still buried inside me. I let out a startled gasp at the new angle, feeling him deeper than ever before.

Finn helps me adjust, before he's gripping my head once again, guiding me back to sucking his cock.

Torin chuckles darkly, moving to kneel behind me. "Looks like this sweet peach is ripe for the picking, hmm?" He smirks. His fingers circle my puckered entrance, using his powers to work me and ready me for him. Something I'm fast becoming addicted to.

With a low moan, I feel Torin's finger push past my tight ring of muscle, sinking deep into my ass. The burn is intense, but it quickly morphs into a pleasurable ache as he works another digit inside me, stretching me open in preparation for his girthier invasion.

Kael's hands find my breasts, squeezing and kneading the sensitive flesh as he pinches my nipples between his thumbs and forefingers. The dual sensations - Torin's probing fingers in my rear and Kael's rough handling of my tits - send jolts of electricity racing through my body, leaving me dizzy with need.

Finn's cock hits the back of my throat, and I gag slightly, but he gentles his thrusts, letting me adjust.

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