Page 112 of Fated In Forever
He was so big, I tightened around him on instinct, hands braced on his chest as I slid down an inch at a time, my body slowly adjusting to his girth, his strong hands gripping my ass until he was fully seated, and my swollen, tender flesh was clenching around a spear of hot, eager flesh.
Blake was somewhere behind me, but Malachi wasright there, up on his knees, eyes bright with excitement, fingers beneath my chin, tipping up my head to just the perfect height, then brushing his cock across my lips, leaving a faint hint of salt and musk behind.
I opened for him and he surged inside with a hiss that was somewhere between a curse and a promise and I closed my lips around him, and the strangled, beautiful sound he made then had every piece of me tensing.
I love your mouth. I’ve had dreams about your mouth, and all the wicked, wicked things you do with your tongue.He ran his fingers through my hair, a loving, lazy stroke.Do you like how I taste, Vicious?
Yes. I swirled my tongue around the tip, exploring everyridge, then traced the thick vein as I took him deeper, tasting a hint of dark power.I love how you taste.
Beneath me, Riordan thrust, driving his cock up into me, and I groaned around Malachi, groaned as another wave of throbbing want coursed through me, a slow, tortuous building of pressure that didn’t have an end, just kept growing inside me.
Riordan gripped my thighs and began to move, fucking me with short, brutal strokes that sent my breasts bouncing, his thumb brushing across my clit, and then I was coming apart between them, body burning as I chased my orgasm.
I was a writhing knot ofwant, but I couldn’t get there, couldn’t…
Not yet. Not yet.Blake’s commanding voice echoed inside my head and Riordan went still beneath me, his body shaking, tendons straining in his neck, chest covered in a sheen of sweat.
I can’t wait,I keened.I need to come. Please let me come. I begged as Malachi used my mouth with slow, shallow thrusts. I was going to die if I didn’t come, my body melting around Riordan, the musky taste of Malachi coating my mouth.
Soon.Very soon, love.Blake’s big hand skimmed up my back, tracing my spine before he dropped a gentle kiss to the nape of my neck. He reached down to where Riordan and I were joined, then dragged the moisture up between the globes of my ass, his other hand clamping down over my shoulder.
“Such a beautiful mate you are. So fucking perfect. This is what you wanted, all three of us at once, all of us joined together. Hold still, take a deep breath.”
I sucked in a breath through my nose, swirling my tongue around the head of Malachi’s cock for good measure as Blake dragged his cock through the wetness until he was pressed against my other entrance, his heated breath skimming over my shoulder blades.
Riordan was rigid as Blake worked his way inside, groaning as he gained an inch, then another. This was…too much.Too much, tears slipping between my lashes when Blake finally paused, his hips flush against my ass, his cock buried deep inside.
“You are so fucking tight,” Blake groaned, “What a good girl, taking all of us.” His cock pulsed inside me, then Riordan’s did the same and I was drowning in sensation, drowning in the feel of them. In their taste and their power and the way they touched me, fingers and lips tracing skin, every gentle touch a reminder of their love.
I was exactly where I wanted to be.
At the center of a tempest, caught between three powerful males.
“Are you doing okay?” Riordan’s thumb traced my cheek, and I blinked as his question finally registered through my haze of delayed gratification.
I’m good, but if one of you doesn’t fuck me, I’m taking matters into my own hands.
Not happening.Blake chuckled, guiding my hands behind me, shackling my wrists together in one big hand as he thrust forward, driving Riordan even deeper.You’ll wait for us, and we’ll all come together.
Then hurry, Blake. Please hurry.Tears dripped between my closed lashes, my body straining to reach that peak that was almost in reach.
Then they were moving, taking turns filling me, everyroll of their hips bringing a stab of pleasure, every withdrawal giving the other one room to slam in hard.
Malachi stroked my cheek as he pumped in and out of my mouth, sending waves of devastating pleasure rolling through me until I was lost in a sea of sensation and taste—musk and salt and shadow and fire—and I was falling.
Falling so fast and so hard I knew the impact was going to shatter me.
And I did shatter, exploding outward like a star, sending fragments of myself flying until I wondered if my fractured soul would ever be whole again as my orgasm rolled through me like an ocean unleashed.
Riordan froze beneath me, neck muscles straining, his cock pumping and pumping. Blake went over next, powerful body flexing against mine as he growled out my name,Evie, Evie, Evie.
Malachi went last, and I savored every spilled drop, every muffled groan, until I couldn’t tell where I ended and they began. And then I could tell. We were the beginningandthe end, an unbroken circle that would never be severed, and as I collapsed in a tangle of sweaty bodies and arms and legs, I knew one thing for sure—this night was perfect.
“My beautiful, clever mate.” Blake settled me next to Riordan, smoothing back my tangled hair, a warm, gentle glow in his eyes. “Go to sleep, Evangeline.”
I curled against my king as Blake settled on my other side, Malachi choosing the chair by the fireplace, which he lit with a flick of his fingers.
I don’t like you being left out.I told him, eyeing the size of the bed, the distance between us. He was still naked, his hair tousled, a dazed-but-happy look on his face, the fire gilding him in gold.
