Page 201 of Gathered Sparkle

“You’re safe. Feel what we do to you.”

“God, your pussy’s perfect.” Sylus’s hands tighten around my thighs, holding me open for him as he starts to thrust again, harder this time. “So tight, so fucking good for me.”

Ifeeleverything, the stretch, the push and pull of him, but I can’t react. My body stays still, trapped in this intoxicating surrender. It’s a paradox, really. My mind spins wildly with pleasure while my body remains motionless.

Sylus’s mouth is hot and demanding as it closes over my nipple. He sucks, his teeth grazing the peak, and if I could arch into him, I would. The heat coils tighter inside me while his mouth trails up, his teeth scraping along my throat before he bites down, sending a jolt of pleasure-pain through me. My mind screams with sensation, but my body remains lax.

The contrast is dizzying, surreal.

“You’re so fucking beautiful like this,” he groans out, his hips snapping even harder now. “Letting me have you… trusting me… I swear it’s too fucking hot.”

His hand slides between us again, his fingers finding my clit. My body wants to tremble, to buck while the pleasure builds, but I can’t move, can’t pant, can’t chase it.

“Fuck, baby,” Sylus growls. “You’re close. I can feel it.”

A strangled groan rips from his throat, and through the fog of my pleasure, I hear him choke out, “Shit, Koen, wake her up.”

“Wake up.” Koen pulls me back to the surface just as the orgasm detonates. I gasp, my lungs finally dragging in air as the pleasure tears through me, my body shaking, clenching around Sylus as he thrusts deep one last time. A broken moan escapeshim as he spills inside me, his warmth flooding me and mixing with Nicholas’s release.

The realization causes me to shudder, and my hips jolt as a tremor racks my body.

A rough groan tears from Ace’s throat, and when I glance up, his head is tipped back, his jaw tight, his body tense like a man on the edge of ruin.

Sylus rests his forehead against mine, bringing my focus back to him as his hands still cradle my thighs.

“You’re my person.” I whisper as he leans back to meet my gaze, and I push some dark hair from his almost molten silver eyes.

“And you’re mine,” he whispers back against my lips, kissing me softly.

When he pulls out slowly, a satisfied groan slips from his lips, but the sudden emptiness makes me ache.

I still want more.

Koen’s eyes meet mine, a knowing glint sparking in their depths. “Color?”

“Green.Veryfucking green.”

He chuckles, his fingers brushing a stray strand of hair from my face. Then his gaze shifts to Ace, a question lingering between them. “Ric, still want to give it a try?”

Ace steps forward and leans down, his mouth hovering over mine. “Doyouwant this?”

“Yes,” I breathe out, my lips grazing his. “It’s so fucking hot, you have no idea.”

A small smile tugs at the corner of his mouth. “Fine. Let’s try this then.”

Koen’s fingers find my nipple, giving it a sharp pinch that makes my breath catch. Just as the jolt of sensation courses through me, he taps my forehead and murmurs, “Sleep.Feel safe and feel what Ric does to you.”

A wave of calm rolls through me once again, my body relaxing into the bed, my eyes drifting shut. The push and pull of sensations is addictive, leaving me wanting more.

Sylus’s heavy breathing is the only sound in the room, the kind of sound that makes my skin prickle with awareness.

Ace’s touch is different. Slower, almost reverent. His hands glide over my body, his fingertips brush over my hips, the curve of my waist, lingering on the Ace of Hearts tattoo. A kiss lands softly on my neck, then another on my cheek, each touch gentle, full of meaning that makes my heart swell.

My skin prickles with desire, the need building again like an ember catching fire. As if he senses it, Ace’s fingers slide lower, teasing through my slit.

“Don’t stop,” Sylus’s voice comes from somewhere close. “Our girl can’t get enough of us.”

Koen hums softly from beside me as he strokes the side of my jaw, his thumb brushing my bottom lip. “You think she can take more?”

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