Page 31 of Raisa's Cursed Ravens
“Don’t let up,” he growls, his voice a low command meant only for me.
I don’t. I can’t.
She arches off the ground, her whole body taut as a bowstring. Her hands are trapped by Grim, her legs by Rune and Sable. She’s helpless, utterly at our mercy.
“Please,” she sobs, and I know she’s at the edge.
Shade takes her by the hips, holding her still as he pushes inside, his cock pushing past my tongue.
She breaks. Her whole body shudders as Shade breaches her. I feel the tremor race from her cunt straight to my jaw. She’s bare and wide for me, but Shade’s cock is even thicker than my tongue.
The stretch of it makes her wail.
The others hold her still, every muscle burning with the need to join in, but this is Shade’s right, and mine—I get the first taste, he gets the first fuck.
He presses in slow, cruel, drawing it out until she’s sobbing, not with pain but with the savage relief of finally being filled.
I watch, my mouth still working her clit, as Shade’s cock splits her open, inch by inch, until his hips are flush against the creamy roundness of her ass. Only then does he begin to move, drawing back in shallow, punishing thrusts that force her clit up hard into my tongue each time.
Our brothers lean in, hungry and hypnotized.
I flick my tongue faster, driving it against her clit, timing each stroke to the slap of Shade’s hips.
She’s screaming now, the sounds half-choked by the moss, her hands beating helplessly against the ground until Grim clamps them together and pins them above her head again. Sable and Rune don’t bother restraining her thighs now—she couldn’t close them if she tried.
She’s gone. She’s ours.
Her whole body tenses. Her voice cracks into a cry that’s almost a curse, almost a song. I feel the tremor start at her belly, then everywhere at once as she falls apart on my mouth. On Shade’s cock.
Her orgasm is music, a hymn to the dark.
Shade groans his appreciation, his hips jerking as he spills inside her, shuddering and wild.
As soon as he moves, I take his place, pushing inside her, slow but steady, the stretch making her gasp again. She’s tight, so fucking tight. The feel of her nearly unmakes me.
I hold still, letting her adjust, and she tilts her hips to take me deeper.
I set a rhythm, slow at first, then harder as her body opens up to me. Every thrust pushes a cry from her throat, and I live for the sound.
Onyx kneels at her head, stroking her hair, his other hand guiding her mouth to the head of his cock. She takes him in, her lips parting around his thick cock, her eyes fluttering as she tries to keep up.
Shade and Grim take turns marking her—Shade’s mouth on her breasts and belly, Grim’s teeth at her shoulder, her thigh, anywhere he can bite his claim into her skin. Rune’s hands and tongue are everywhere, tracing her body like he’s trying to memorize it.
Talon drags her ass up into the air, spreading her wide. He presses his fingers to her back entrance, rubbing along the seam before forcing them inside.
She screams, but the sound is more pleasure than pain, Rune’s magic leaving her reeling in ecstasy. It only grows louder when Talon replaces his fingers with his cock, feeding it into her inch by inch.
Talon’s cock is thick, almost brutal. As he pushes into her ass, she chokes on a scream that’s all shuddering surrender. Grim and Sable hold her thighs wide, Sable’s mouth greedy at her breast, Grim’s hand fisted in her hair, bending her back so she can’t escape the sensation.
Her face is a study in shock—wanting, desperate, alive—her mouth open around Onyx’s cock, her eyes watering but wild and awake.
They all watch as Talon drives in deeper and deeper, groaning at the pressure, the heat, the way she stretches to take him.
On the next thrust, I join, my cock plunging into her soaked cunt, and for a second, I think she might break from the sensation, from the riot of it.
But she doesn’t. She opens for us, her body giving way, her voice gone hoarse from howling for more. I grip her hips and fuck her hard, matching every thrust to Talon’s so she’s filled, stretched, claimed, ours in a way the king can’t ever undo.
Each motion sets off another chain reaction. She shudders, my brothers moan. I dig my nails in harder, wanting to mark her for all of us.
