Page 80 of Wings of Valor
Slick sounds penetrate my mind, but I don’t have to wonder where it’s coming from for too long, because Raphael’s cock is notched against my ass, and he says, “Are you ready, little sun?”
“Gods, yes.”
Zeke puts pressure on my shoulders until I’m leaning over Theo, my hair cascading onto his face, but Zeke notices right away and collects it. He wraps it around his fist and pulls just as I feel Raphael’s cock press through my tight ring of muscles. The stretch burns, but the tug on my scalp holds some of the pain at bay, forcing me to split my attention.
“You’re doing so good, baby,” Raphael says, settling for a second while I adjust to the new sensations.
Theo’s hand is on my breast, twisting and pinching my nipple just enough to distract me further and allow Raphael to gain another inch. And when Zeke traces circles on my clit, I clench around both cocks inside me. Raph and Theo curse at the same time, and my laugh turns into a moan as Raph finally seats himself all the way inside me.
We stay like that, suspended in time for what feels like a lifetime.
“You good?” Theo asks.
I don’t know how to tell him I’m good. Too good. I feel like I could detonate at any moment, and they haven’t even moved yet. With Zeke’s fingers on my clit, the fullness inside me, I might just be going mad.
“So full,” I mewl. “But …” I hesitate, feeling delirious. I need to come. I need them to move, but I also needmore.
“What do you need, firefly?”
I turn my head and lock eyes with Zeke. It’s like he knows without my having to say a word. “You want my cock, baby? I canfill up that last hole of yours, hummingbird. All you gotta do is ask.”
My pussy clenches again, and I beg. “Please.” I shift closer to him and open my mouth. He grips his cock and traces my lips with his tip, then places it on my tongue.
“Now be a good girl and suck.”
I do as I’m told, all the while staring up into his forest-green eyes. He looks away from me, and something passes between him and the others. Permission maybe, or instructions, I don’t know. But Raphael begins to move. Slowly at first, he pumps in and out of me, and the move has Theo’s cock rubbing against my inner walls.
I detonate. It happens almost instantly. The buildup having already put me on edge and sensitive. Zeke fucks my mouth, uncaring of the scream that tears up my throat. In fact, I think he enjoys hearing the muffled sound, wet and garbled, around his shaft.
“Fuck,” Theo hisses at the same time Raphael growls, “So tight.”
They don’t let up, and my orgasm goes on and on. It doesn’t even feel like it’s my body anymore. My mind has transcended to a higher plain, and for the briefest moment, I actually think I catch a glimpse of us from somewhere else. An onlooker. A witness.
I know Raph is close, his cock thickening and quivering inside me in the seconds before he comes. Theo is quick to follow, filling me with his warm cum as it pulses inside me. And still, my orgasm doesn’t subside. They thrust for as long as they can before it becomes too sensitive.
Sweat beads on my skin as Zeke pulls his cock from my mouth, and I collapse onto Theo’s chest. My body quakes with little aftershocks of pleasure as I lie here, drained and stuffed and content.
Except, no. There’s still one more thing to do.
“Zeke.”
All three of my men know what I need, and they also know that I’m far too exhausted to do much more than provide a hole and vessel for his cum.
Raphael pulls out first, then Theo. Cum drips out of me, trailing down my leg, but Zeke doesn’t seem to mind as the guys position me and spread my legs for him.
He watches my pussy, seeping with Theo’s cum, and then, in a move that shocks me to my core, he scoops it up and presses it inside me. It’s one of the hottest things I’ve ever seen this man do. My broken boy is finally on the path of mending.
A tear rolls down my cheek, and Raphael kisses it away.
Zeke lines himself up with my entrance, then pushes in slowly. His eyes never leave my pussy as, inch by inch, he buries his cock inside me. The moment he’s settled, something shifts. It’s like he’s possessed.
He’s like a rabid dog, and I’m the prey. He drives into me with the force of a madman. It takes everything for Theo and Raph to keep my legs spread wide, each of them sucking on a peaked nipple. And when Zeke grips my hips, shifting me slightly, his cock rubs against that sacred place on my inner wall, and I lose all function as the orgasm hits me. My muscles seize, head rising with a shout that Raph swallows with a kiss. It’s sloppy—I’m incapable of anything but feeling, melting, exploding.
“You’re doing so good, baby,” Theo whispers, his breath cool on my wet skin.
Zeke lasts longer than I expected him to. When he comes, he grabs my neck and pulls me in for a kiss—Raphael’s taste still on my lips.
A little while later, the four of us are curled up on the makeshift bed. I’ve been stewing for the last ten minutes, trying to figure out how to broach a subject I’m not so sure I should mention, but the more I think about it, the more convinced I am. Who knows what tomorrow will bring? Anything could happen, so I might as well put everything on the table now.
