Page 202 of Gathered Sparkle

“Oh, I know her well enough to know she would say yes.” Sylus snickers.

Ace shifts above me, lifting one of my legs over his shoulder, opening me to him completely. His cock slides against my entrance, teasing, building the tension until it’s unbearable.

Something glides over my lips, soft as velvet, and I smell vanilla and spices.

“Open,” Koen demands. “Keep your mouth open for me, relax your throat, and breathe through your nose.”

My body obeys instantly, my lips parting, my tongue peeking out as he presses against me, filling my mouth inch by inch. I couldn’t close my mouth if I wanted to, and that thought alone sends a thrill through me.

Ace thrusts forward at the same moment, sinking deep inside me, a groan tearing from him as he bottoms out. The forceof it pushes me farther onto Koen’s cock, and the sensation is overwhelming in the best way.

“Good girl,” Koen murmurs, his hand cupping the back of my head as he begins to move. “Take all of me.”

Nicholas groans and hisses a low “Fuck,” and I know all their eyes are on me.

Ace’s thrusts are slow, while Koen’s hips rock in time with his, and I’m caught between them, helpless in the best way as pleasure surges through me.

They’re using me for their pleasure like I’m a fucking doll, and I love every second of it.

“Fuck,” Koen groans out, his fingers tightening in my hair, still gentle, still controlled. “I get why you’re into this, Sy. She looks so fucking perfect like this.”

Fingers find my clit, making the pressure inside build higher again, my senses overwhelmed by the heat of them, the scent of skin and sweat, the low, needy sounds they make as they lose themselves in me.

Ace’s pace quickens, his hand pressing against my hip to keep me steady as he pounds into me harder, his fingers rubbing my clit just right, while Koen’s thrusts become shallow before he pulls out, brushing his thumb across my bottom lip. “Such a good girl for us.”

I want to moan, to gasp, to beg him not to stop, but my body is still trapped in this exquisite surrender, even if inside, I’m close to the edge again.

“Now,” Sylus growls out.

“Wake up.”

My body jolts to life, a loud moan tearing from my throat, my hands clenching the sheets as the orgasm wracks me. Ace shudders above me, a broken moan escaping as he drives deep, his release following mine.

“Holy shit.” My chest heaves, my limbs trembling, the world spinning as I come back to myself. “That was… incredible.”

Ace’s lips curve into a smile, his eyes softening as he brushes a kiss against my temple. “You’reincredible.”

Ace pulls out slowly while kissing down my body, the warmth of Nicholas’s, Sylus’s, and Ace’s combined releases dripping from me. My muscles are loose from pleasure and overstimulation.

But even in my haze, my eyes find Koen.

He stands at the edge of the bed, his gaze fixed on Nicholas, who’s still watching. “Still good?”

Nicholas nods, his tongue darting out to lick his lips. Next to him, Sylus leans against the wall with his arms crossed, his smirk softening into something tender despite his dick already being half hard again. Ace sits down on the desk chair, panting, his eyes half lidded.

Koen’s shadow falls over me as he searches my face. “Are you done, precious?”

I quickly shake my head. My limbs are heavy, my body spent, but the fire under my skin still burns.

His eyes flicker with hesitation. “You look done.”

Frustration flares inside me, and I push up onto my elbows. “Now you’re telling me how I feel?”

“I can always tell how you feel.”

“Then tell me,” I challenge, sitting up and meeting his gaze head-on. “Tell me how I feel.”

His eyes search mine, the tension in his shoulders unraveling as understanding dawns. Concern flickers, but it’s quickly overtaken by a smoldering heat. “Fuck.”

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