Page 131 of Blood of Ancients

I squeezed my thighs together under the water, glancing down at his massive cock spearing up from the surface of the springs. It dripped with starberry-infused water and precum down the broad crown of his length, down to the crease of his heavy balls.

Unable to stop myself, I wrapped a hand around that crown, smearing his lust all over my palm as Sven lowered me onto a bench so I could sit and he could pamper me. It was quite a turnaround from what I used to get from the domineering, savage wolf shifter.

While I absentmindedly stroked Grim’s huge dick to a full erection, Magnus swam over. He was on his back like a damned jokester, his cock swaying and toppling onto his tight abs as he lazily floated toward us. “We can’t hear you, Rav.”

I choked out a sound that definitely wasn’t English or Elvish. Sven was still rubbing the knots out of my shoulder, kneading my muscles and drawing out groans of pleasure from my lips. Corym had dunked into the water and taken up the small bit of real estate to my right, so he could waterfall my hair with the springs, plastering it to my head.

I never suspected I’d get precare. Aftercare? Sure, they’d swaddled me with it after destroying me in the past. But this? This was something I could get used to.

I felt cleaner already, yet so filthy at the same time.

“I want you all to ruin me,” I eked out. I still wasn’t feeling entirely confident, I realized, as the words left my lips.

The four men around me let out low growls. Corym petted me, Sven massaged me. Magnus palmed one of my heavy breastsand started teasing my pebbled nipple, while Grim leaned in above them all and kissed my lips softly.

There was groping, grabbing, and rubbing. Too much stimulation at once. Enough to overwhelm me, if I wasn’t careful. So much gods-damnmanaround me, I hardly knew what to do with myself.

I got the notion my mates sensed my trepidation. They could tell I wasn’t entirely comfortable yet, despite the warmth of the water lapping against my skin, and their hands doing the same.

Magnus said, “Tell us what to do, silvermoon. Command your legion.”

I opened my eyes and blinked at him—his gruff smile and pale face. Excitement danced in his gray orbs, which narrowed ever-so-slightly as he met my gaze.

That little request—“Command your legion”—was all I needed to regroup and get a firmer grasp of myself. My confidence came roaring back, white-hot heat shuffling up my spine and overtaking me.

“Grim, you’re going to feed me your stupidly huge cock and try to break my jaw. I’m going to sit my ass on Corym’s glorious length, while Magnus stuffs my pussy full with his shiny studded cock. I want you working together. And Sven, you’re going to put your dick in my hand and wait your turn like a good puppy.”

My mates were silent, only the rushing of blood in my ears and the gentle bubbling of water filling the room.

Then Sven said, “Damn, that’s a tough task for a wolf.”

I winked at him. “It won’t last forever, you tawdry fucking hound. Think of me as your musical chair. Maybe I’ll let you sit on me if you’re lucky.” My words were coming out thick and rough now, melting with desire. “I’m so horny for you bastards, I can’t even think straight.”

As one, my mates moved. My directive woke them out of their daze. Splashing followed, and I chuckled as they took their positions around me.

It was a Tetris event to get everyone snug and fit, but I couldn’t be happier being sandwiched between these hard bodies.

Coyrm sat behind me on the bench, running his hands down the width of my hips, down the backs of my thighs, and slapping my thick, plush ass.

I yelped, body jiggling from the recoil, and the other three stood over me with their hard cocks inches from my face, waiting for Corym to make his move as I bent my knees and leaned back . . .

Before I could sit, Corym’s hands flossed my cheeks and he leaned in.

I gasped when his warm tongue laved over my asshole, my eyes widening. “Y-You’re cheating, you cunning cunt! Eating my ass wasn’t part of the deal!”

He laughed, his voice rumbling as he feasted on his silver-haired goddess. My eyes screwed shut from the intense pleasure that shocked my body like a lightning bolt.

Before I could get comfortable and lean into him—before I could sit on his fucking face and smother him for going against my demands—Corym hugged the slight swell of my belly above my hips and splashed me down on his lap.

His cock slipped between my thighs when my ass flattened on his muscled thighs, prodding his warm length between them. He whispered in my ear, “Had to make sure you were wet and ready, love.”

“And?”

“Good and drenched.”

He lifted me by my hips. I gripped his cock and lowered myself again on him, slower this time—feeling his hard, sleek dick penetrate my rear in perfect harmony.

My mouth fell open as I sank down on him, trying to take as much of Corym’s impressive length in my ass as I could. It was painful at first, making me wince, but that pain quickly numbed into something amazing. Sensations and nerves shot off inside me, fluttering around in my belly as he plunged his cock into my guts.

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