Page 53 of Whispers and Warriors
The additional touch, the weight of their hands on her head, sent a fresh wave of desire crashing over Emma. She moaned around Liam’s cock, the vibrations drawing a hiss of pleasure from him. His grip tightened reflexively, holding her in breath for just a moment.
Lost in the haze she hadn’t noticed there was any moment in the room save for the four of them. She almost yelped as hands wrapped around her from behind, repositioning her on the bed.
Emma groaned as she looked down out of the corner of her eye and saw Alex’s strong hands gripping her hips, lifting her effortlessly onto her knees as he climbed on the bed behind her. His hardness teased her sensitive opening, sending electric shivers racing up her spine as he touched but didn’t enter.
“You’re so fucking gorgeous like this, Em,” Alex growled, his voice low and rough with desire. His fingers trailed over her stomach, dipping into her wetness for three quick pumps before returning to her ass to coat her opening.
Before she could respond, William climbed onto the bed and crawled beneath her body slid beneath her, breaking her graspon Liam, Bash, and Chris for a moment. His blue eyes blazed with intensity as he positioned himself at her entrance.
“I need you, Emma,” he breathed. “Need to bury myself in you...”
He didn’t finish before pushing inside her, stretching and filling her so perfectly that tears pricked the corners of her eyes. It was almost too much, the overwhelming sensation of being so utterly possessed by the men she adored.
For a heart-stopping moment, panic clawed at Emma’s chest, the ghosts of the other night’s assault and Marcus rearing their heads. But William’s gaze never left hers, anchoring her in the present.
“Shh, I’ve got you,” he soothed, his hands gently framing her face. “Just stay with me, baby. Keep those beautiful eyes on me and let us pleasure you.”
Emma nodded, swallowing hard as she forced herself to relax, to trust in the love shining from William’s eyes. Slowly, surely, the panic receded, replaced by a blooming warmth that spread through her veins like molten honey.
Her hands found Bash and Chris once more, stroking and caressing as Liam’s hard length slipped past her parted lips a second time. The primal groan that tore from his throat only fueled her desire, her need to bring them all to the brink of ecstasy.
As Alex finally breached her tight opening, the stretch and burn morphing into sheer, dizzying bliss, Emma lost herself completely.
Their bodies moved as one, a symphony of skin and sighs, of desperate moans and muffled gasps. Liam’s cock slid over her tongue, the hot, musky scent of arousal invading her senses. His hands tangled in her hair, guiding her movements as she suckled and licked at his swollen head. Bash and Chris both twitched in her hand, a ready signal that they were going to come.
Below her, William’s hips angled upwards, driving him even deeper inside her clenching depths. His thrusts were primal, desperate, the head of his cock hitting that perfect spot with each hard, driving stroke.
“Oh, fuck, Em,” he groaned, his voice hoarse with desire. “You feel so damn good.”
The pressure inside her built, coiling tighter and tighter with every stroke, every possessive growl that spilled from their lips. The knowledge that she had reduced these once-formidable men to quivering piles of need filled her with a heady rush of power, of feminine triumph. She’d never had all five of them like this, wrapped and tucked and fucking her in ways that shouldn’t have been possible.
Emma moaned around Liam’s cock as William’s deep strokes and Alex’s thick length stretching her ass sent shockwaves of pleasure radiating through her body. The dueling sensations were almost too much to bear, her nerve endings alight, every touch amplified tenfold. Her hands faltered on Bash and Chris’s shafts, fumbling to maintain her rhythm as the coil of impending climax tightened low in her belly.
William angled his hips, hitting that perfect spot inside her with each expert thrust. “That’s it, Em,” he growled, his voice rough with strain. “Take what you need from us. Let us make you feel good, remind you that you’re safe and cherished.”
His words, combined with Alex’s fingers digging into the flesh of her hips as he thrust into her from behind, sent Emma careening toward the edge. Tears leaked from the corners of her eyes as the pressure built to an almost painful crescendo, her body wound tight and trembling on the precipice.
Just as the wave crested, threatening to crash over her, Liam’s cock slipped from between her lips. Emma whimpered at the loss, her protest turning to a keening wail as her orgasm slammed into her with the force of a speeding train. Her visionwent white, starbursts of color exploding behind her eyelids as pleasure radiated out from her core.
As her peak crested, crashing down upon them like a tidal wave, Emma arched her back, her body shuddering and convulsing in the throes of release. White-hot light exploded behind her closed lids, a kaleidoscope of colors painting her vision as her climax tore through her. Her cries of ecstasy mingled with those of the men, their combined ecstasy echoing and likely telling far too many people their business on this old ship.
Her orgasm crashed over her again, a nuclear detonation that left her shaking and boneless in their arms. Dimly, she registered William and Alex convulsing within her, the hot flood of their releases coating her, a promise for what might come next.
William gathered her close, one hand tangling in her hair as he claimed her mouth in a searing kiss. Emma poured everything into that kiss - her gratitude, her devotion, the sheer depth of emotion that words could never adequately express. She felt the loss keenly as Alex carefully withdrew from her body, but then William was rolling them, still joined, until she lay cradled against his side.
Emma’s heart seized as she looked up at her men, all five of them gazing down at her with open adoration. In their eyes, she saw everything she’d ever wanted - acceptance, understanding, a love so profound and unshakable that it defied the cruel vagaries of fate. These men, this connection they shared...it was her anchor, her guiding light through the darkness.
But it wasn’t over yet.
Emma’s body hummed with the aftershocks of her intense release, every nerve ending alight and pulsing. She felt deliciously sated, cocooned in the warm embrace of her lovers.But as her hazy gaze drifted over Bash, Chris and Liam, a pang of need jolted through her once more.
Their cocks stood proud and straining, glistening with arousal in the soft morning light. The sight made Emma’s breath catch, desire pooling low in her belly despite the lingering tremors of her climax. She couldn’t bear to leave them wanting, not when they had just worshipped her body so thoroughly, erasing the shadows of her trauma with their reverent touches.
Bash’s emerald eyes darkened as their eyes met, his hand fisting around his thick shaft. “I’m going to take you last, Sweetheart,” he growled, his gaze raking over her body possessively.
Emma whimpered at the promise in his tone, her core clenching around William’s softening length still buried inside her. The thought of being passed between them, claimed over and over until she was utterly spent, made her dizzy with want.
With a soft kiss to William’s jaw, Emma gingerly disentangled herself from his embrace, wincing slightly as he slipped free of her body. Alex’s hands were there immediately, steadying her as she rose up on trembling legs. His touch seared her over sensitized skin, igniting sparks in its wake.
