Liam doesn’t give her any warning or a second to breathe before he’s pushing inside her. Her body tenses and her movements pause as she lets out a small whimper. He seems to hear it and takes note, slowing his hips before pulling out gently and pushing in a little deeper this time.
Slowly, her body begins to relax again, as I control the bobs of her head while Liam fucks her pussy. His eyes roll into the backof his head on a deep thrust before he grins at me, like this is some weird fucking bonding moment.
Keeping my eyes on my Siren, she looks up at me, mouth full of my cock and watery eyes. I can’t help but let my other hand skim against her porcelain skin. She’s so fucking perfect.
“C’mon, babygirl. I know you got another orgasm waiting for me and Vincent,” Liam says, a slight clench in his jaw as he speaks.
She shakes her head ‘no’ as she whimpers.
“Shhh, just relax, Siren,” I say, as I run my thumb against her cheek. “Relax and let us take care of you.”
Those green eyes come to me, a look of trust and adoration that pierces straight through my black fucking heart as she nods. Liam and I pick up the pace together as Ronan drops down beside us, his hand going back to her clit again. She moans in response, Liam cursing as he throws his head back.
“Do it again,” he groans. “She’s choking the fucking life out of my cock.”
Ronan obliges, forcing moans to slip from Liam and my Siren at the same time. I feel my own release begin to build, an almost numb feeling spreading across my body before my balls begin to tighten.
“One more time,” Liam practically begs, as his thrusts become jerky and uneven.
Just as requested, Ronan continues playing with her, surprising us all when he pulls his hand back and slaps against her clit. She shatters apart, taking me and Liam with her. I couldn’t even tell you who came first or last. It all became one white-hot pleasure filled haze.
I blink several times to get my vision back to normal, before I look down to see a lust drunk Siren and a spent Liam. Only our ragged breathing can be heard in the room, before I pull my Siren up to sprawl on top of me. She comes easily, and I tuck heragainst my chest, brushing her hair behind her ear as her eyes slowly flutter closed.
Chapter Fourteen
Skyla
The next morning, I woke up in my bed beneath Vincent, with Ronan and Liam on either side of us. No one was touching, by only a few inches. If sleepovers are going to be a regular thing, I’m going to need a bigger bed.
When we all eventually got up and ready for the day, Asher was noticeably absent from the house. I’m not sure if he left last night and didn’t come home, or if he left early this morning. Either way, I couldn’t really care less.
Wesley came and picked me up for class, despite Liam and Vincent’s insistence that they could drive me. It only took one look from Ronan to know what he was thinking. That’s not a good idea.
It’s become clear to us all, that Wesley is more than aware of our…situation, and so there really is no hiding it at this point. If he wants to tell Christopher or someone else at the Brethren, well, we’re already dead.
One by one, each of the guys kiss me before getting into their own cars. Wesley holds the door open for me, not saying a wordas I slip into the black SUV. Well, he doesn’t say a word for a mile or two before he finally speaks.
“So…all of them?”
I look up to meet his eyes in the rear-view mirror.
“Yes.”
He nods but doesn’t say anything else for several seconds.
“They’re all cool with it?”
My head tips back and forth. I’m not sure you could say Vincent is ‘cool’ with it; more like he’s tolerating it. Same could be said for Ronan, though maybe not as extreme.
“Some more than others,” I say with a shrug.
Wesley lets out a short chuckle.
“They treat you well though, right?”
I can’t stop the smile that spreads across my face. I nod my head, remembering how all the guys rubbed me last night when we were tucked in bed. Each wanting their hands on me before they all woke me up, peppering kisses down my body.
“Very,” I smile.