Page 121 of Knightfall
Connor’s tousled curls fell over his eyes but he didn’t bother to move them. His hands were busy on his shaft. One of his thumbs slid over the sensitive head of his dick as he pleasured himself. I could only imagine the sensual picture the four of us made.
But I ached to feel all of them at once.
“Connor, come here and touch me too, please,” I begged. “I need all of you.”
Connor stepped forward slowly and sank to his knees under my belly. He kissed from my belly button downward, leaving a feather light trail that made my nerve endings light up.
Ryan’s finger traced a trail down my spine and over the curve of my ass, under each cheek.
Then Ryan’s finger left my body. He gave me a smack, pushing me into Declan’s chest just as Quinn grabbed my left nipple and pulled, just as Connor’s tongue touched my slit.
I bucked like a wild colt and only Declan’s arms kept me in place.
Having all of them stimulate me at once was amazing and overwhelming.
But then they all stopped. They waited. I looked up at Declan but his eyes were on Ryan, awaiting orders. I turned my head to look at Ryan out of the corner of my eye.
Ryan held his hand up, poised to smack my ass again. But he stayed there, frozen. “I can’t,” he said. “I’m actually mad. I can’t spank you again.” His eyes softened as he dropped his hand. “You scared me so bad, Bloss.”
Declan released me. I stood and turned to reach for Ryan, but Declan grabbed me.
“You might not be able to spank her. But I can punish her.” Declan spun me around, smashed me into foot of the bed, pushed me over so my back hit the mattress, then yanked my body so my legs were off the sides.
He wrapped my legs around himself. And then slid slowly down until his face aligned with my core, which was perched on the edge of the bed, gaping open from the position he’d put me in.
Declan started to kiss my skin softly, gently. Then he began to kiss up and down my seam. He was careful not to build up friction. He made sure he kissed just hard enough to tease. My body warmed. I pulsed with need.
I whimpered. My breath started to come faster.
But Declan continued to kiss me at a snail’s pace, content to watch moisture gather at my opening.
Connor joined us on the bed, so he could watch Declan from a better angle. He’d always been a voyeur. He perched on his knees near my shoulder. I watched his ball sack stretch as he stroked himself again and again, eyes roaming my naked body and heaving breasts as Declan teased me.
“Dec, please,” I begged.
“No!” He stopped.
“But—”
Declan loomed over me. “You pissed us all off. You still tried to send us away yesterday.”
My eyes filled with tears. I looked at each of them, and their faces shimmered. “I’m sorry. I just love you so much. I can’t bear the thought of anything—”
“Say that again,” Ryan growled, stepping up to the foot of the bed and standing beside Declan.
“I love you.” I said it to each of them, holding Ryan’s brown eyes for a moment, then Quinn’s grey gaze. Declan’s baby blues stared at me, and he stroked my slit with his fingers as I said it to him. And then I looked up at Connor, who had paused his stroking to watch me as I said it to him.
Declan slammed into me while I was still looking at Connor, surprising me.
“You’re ours! Say it.” Declan slammed again, making my body slip back along the sheets.
“I’m yours,” I groaned as Declan’s dick touched my cervix. There was a spike of pain, but not enough pleasure yet to set me off.
“Please,” I moaned, hoping any of the others would take pity on me.
Connor’s legs suddenly loomed over my face. He straddled me as he lowered his dick toward my mouth. He laid the shaft over my lips and waited for me to open. “Suck me,” Connor commanded.
I took Connor’s thick red shaft between my lips as Declan smashed me again, this time grinding slightly to rub against my clit. The flicker of pleasure at my clit, along with the bone deep soreness of him slamming into my pelvis, started to build up pressure. My legs started to tremble.
