Page 352 of Shadowblood Souls
Oh, fuck. The rush of sensation floods me alongside the pleasure Jacob and Dominic are already summoning from my body.
Dom chooses the same moment to latch his mouth around my breast. I’m being devoured from three angles, lips and tongues and careful scrapes of teeth playing a symphony of bliss all across my body.
Andreas laps his tongue right inside me, and my hips buck up to meet him. As he works over every sensitive place I need it most, my gasp blends into a whimper and then into a louder moan.
Jacob raises his head and caresses my cheek. “Better not to get too noisy, Wildcat. Wouldn’t want the kids to realize what we’re getting up to. Clamp down when you need to.”
He slides his fingers past my lips, between my teeth, muffling my next cry.
I don’t mean to take him up on his suggestion. But he pinches my nipple with increasing friction, and Dominic’s tentacles strum even more pleasure from my skin while he worships my other breast.
And then Drey is sucking so hard on my clit it’s like he’s dragged a tidal wave of ecstasy smashing through a dam I didn’t know I’d built inside me.
My throat vibrates with a muffled moan, and my jaw clenches on Jacob’s hand. The tang of blood that laces my tongue somehow heightens the rush of my release.
I jerk against Andreas’s mouth and then sag with the gentler swell of the afterglow. Jacob withdraws his hand without hiding the streak of scarlet from the imprints of my teeth.
My gut lurches with guilt. “Dom, you need to heal?—”
“It’s fine,” Jacob interrupts, in a tone so thick with satisfaction I can’t doubt his claim. He grins down at me, as ferally devoted as the night when he poured the severed hands of my enemies at the foot of my bed. “I hope it leaves a scar—another way you’ve marked me.”
Zian exhales with a groan. One of his hands is braced against the bedpost now, the other balled against the bulge in the front of his boxers.
“She needs someone inside her,” he rasps. “Properly. Until she comes all over again.”
I have no idea how the guys decide, and maybe they don’t know either. Like one being, they shift around me, with Dominic settling between my splayed legs.
He looks up at me as if in question, as if he doesn’t realize my heart swells with affection at the matching desire in his gaze. I reach up to tangle my fingers in the auburn strands that’ve come loose from his damp ponytail and beam at him.
“Please.”
As he tugs off his boxers, Jacob captures my mouth with a kiss. Andreas applies his talented lips to my breast.
I’m completely encompassed in their joint embrace, their arms around me, Dominic’s tentacles stroking along the sides of my torso.
Jake releases my lips just as Dom slides into me. My moan catches in my throat at the feeling of total fullness.
My knees lift to encompass his hips automatically, welcoming him deeper. He bows over me, the two other guys drawing back to make room but still keeping up their combined caresses.
“Love you,” Dominic murmurs, with a hitch of breath as he drives farther into me that sets off a gasp of my own. “So much.”
Joy radiates through my chest even though I’ve heard the words from him more than once before. “I love you too.” I cast my gaze around to the other guys around us. “All of you. Always.”
Andreas nips my earlobe, his words a warm wash of breath. “You’re everything I’ll ever want.”
“Going to keep doing everything I can to deserve it, Wildcat,” Jacob mutters, his fingers squeezing briefly around mine before he cups my breast again.
Zian’s voice carries to me from the end of the bed, little more than a rasp. “Riva…”
He’s gripping himself through his boxers now, his hunger etched across his handsome face. As Dominic surges into me again, propelling me toward another heady release, I manage to hold Zee’s gaze.
“Come with me?”
He sputters a curse, every muscle tensing. Then he delves into his boxers to pump his erection skin to skin.
The slap of his palm against his cock merges with the rhythm of Dominic’s thrusts inside me, the warble of all our broken breaths, the whirlwind of pleasure racing through me. He might not be touching me himself, but right then, it feels as if he’s just as close to the others, just as much a part of this.
The thought sets off a brighter spark inside me. Its glow expands alongside the rising wave of bliss, on and on until the shadows are dancing in my veins and my body is trembling.
