I stepped closer, the knife tracing the air between us deliberately slow. She could have moved or protested, but her body betrayed her, locking her in place. The tip of my blade hovered near her bare shoulder, close enough that she could feel its chill without it touching her skin.
“Good,” I murmured, meeting her gaze. “This isn’t about pain. It’s about trust.”
“Trust,” she echoed, her voice barely audible.
The blade kissed her collarbone next with the slightest pressure.
“Still not scared?” I asked, my knife sliding downward as I traced the curve of her neckline.
“No,” she said again, this time without faltering.
I smiled, wondering if she realized that each no from her lips promised destruction and something I’d been dying to offer her since that memorable night—intimacy stripped of pretense. There would be no pretending with us. Nowhere for her to hide her true desires.
“Do you trust me?” I asked, removing my jeans since I had already discarded my shirt when Key and I were holding her up for Darth to catch her pussy juice in his mouth.
“I do,” she muttered.
Tilting my head, I studied her like she was a puzzle I was piecing together.
“This isn’t just about the knife.” My free hand brushed a fallen loc from her face. “It’s about letting go and giving me control. Letting me guide you through the fear of experiencing pain to find what lies beyond it.”
The knife moved lower, carving a small cut into the valley between her breasts, earning me a surprised gasp as I licked the drizzle of blood.
“Bring her to the futon,” I told Darth, who did as I asked. When she was in position, my eyes wandered over every part of Nyx’s gloriously curvy body while she laid there, waiting for me to cut her some more.
She has that look again.The same one she had the day I took her virginity. An expression that had been branded in my mind for years because it meant she liked pain with pleasure. Not wasting a second more, I placed a few more pleasure cuts on different parts of her body, hovering over her until she opened her legs to let me in.
“That’s it,” I coaxed. “Spread your legs open for me.”
She widened them more, allowing me to sink my dick into her wetness while I obsessed over the slight blood oozing from where I cut.
I licked every wound I placed on her body, her blood fueling me to pound her pussy as if she hadn’t just had three other dicks inside of her.
“Oh fuck, Cash!” she yelled, wrapping her legs around my waist and gripping the backs of my shoulders to keep me inplace.As if I would go anywhere but be inside this addictive pussy.
Being with Nyx was like coming home from the war after being away from my family for the past few years. When I stroked her deep, she met me halfway. When I gripped her locs, she gripped mine right back in a painful way, but I loved that shit.
I came hard and rough, Nyx not fairing any better as she hollered and wailed into the air, thrashing her head to the side as she came for the umpteenth time today. My brothers were right there watching, each one of them ready to step in if she needed them in any way.
It seemed like our convulsions went on forever, my mind wrapping around the fact that she was in my arms again after all this time.
“That was …” Her voice trailed off, her eyes wide in awe as she observed each of us with love and admiration shining in her eyes. “I guess I didn’t know that sex could be like this.”
“It can with the right person,” Darth answered, gently rubbing her right cheek.
“Or people,” Seb corrected.
Key shook his head. “Nah, you both have it wrong. This shit was good between us because Firefly’s pussy picked up what our dicks were laying down.”
We all laughed at Key’s backward reasoning, each of us agreeing that what made everything special was the fact that all of us just worked together. As a unit, we made sense … we fit.
“Baby, you did so good. You handled our dicks like a pro,” I whispered, a smile lighting up her face at my praise.
Nyx’s body finally caught up with her as she passed out while we were talking. Darth picked her up and carried her to his bedroom, placing her in the center of the bed.
Although we had never shared a woman before, it was like we all knew exactly what to do because the woman in question was Nyx … the girl who had stolen our hearts before we even knew what falling in love felt like.
When I returned with a warm towel and aspirin, Seb had pulled a sleeping Nyx into his arms, while Darth was on the other side of her and Key was sitting at the foot of the bed.