Page 50 of Beneath the Earth (Seven Wardens 3)

"Remember when you were with us before?" Flint whispered against her skin.

"Yes," she whimpered.

"Are you ready to do it again?"

"Yes," she repeated. Almost begging, even.

Neither of them said anything else, but she felt them moving about in the bed and getting into position.

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Excitement flooded through her. Before Flint and Cam, she hadn't done anything like this before. And she hadn't since either. Jared and Rónán had been far more interested in other things. She was definitely intrigued as ever and looking forward to what they had planned.

Both of them got up, probably for no other reason that to confuse her about who was doing what. She couldn't say she minded. She liked not knowing which of them was doing what, it added something else to the experience.

The bed dipped on each side as they rejoined her and one of them slipped an arm around her back and guided her into the seated position.

Lips crushed against hers. She pressed against the man in front of her and he tapped her legs so she straddled him. Naked skin met hers and she almost sighed with relief. Her men were as naked as she was now. Maybe they could finally get to the best bit.

Her inhibitions completely gone, not that they were all that prominent in the first place, she reached between them and grasped his cock in her hand, stroking up and down smoothly and enjoying the feel of it against her palm.

The man groaned and she instantly recognised it as Cam she had her legs wrapped around,. They'd been so good at keeping themselves anonymous until this second. She had to hand it to them, the blindfold was effective.

Flint ran his fingertips along her back, the tickling sensation turning her on even more than it had before.

Barely able to concentrate, she guided Cam's cock into her, glad she didn't need to see in order to do that. That alone made things so much easier.

He groaned as he pushed into her and Macey rocked back and forth, the full feeling of Cam's cock inside her already sending her higher.

After a few more thrusts, Cam gently pushed her backwards, into Flint's waiting arms. Her Fire Warden pressed his lips against hers and slipped his tongue into her mouth.

Deft fingers at the back of her head swiftly untied the blindfold, leaving it to fall away, now useless.

"You knew which of us was which anyway," Cam pointed out.

"Only at the end," she replied, pulling away from Flint a little. "But I'm glad to be able to see you now." The effort of stringing her sentence together had been a surprising amount but she didn't care. She could see them now. She would be part of this.

"Good," Flint said, running the back of one of his fingers down her cheek in a surprisingly tender moment given how naked the three of them were.

He reached out and pulled Macey's head back to his so their lips met once more. His kisses were different this time, full of more urgency. She enjoyed the demanding side of Flint, he didn't show it quite as often as the others, but she liked when it came out to play.

"Sit on me," he instructed.

Macey nodded and straddled him as he lay down and looked up at her. Nerves fluttered in her stomach. She knew what was going to happen and she wanted it, but for some reason, she was still a little apprehensive.

"Relax, Macey," he said, stroking the insides of her thighs. She trembled, but not in fear this time.

Slowly, Flint guided himself into her while Cam watched from behind. Or at least, that was what Macey presumed he was doing. She had no real way of knowing, but the body heat he was throwing off suggested he was still close to them. Plus, she could hear his breathing and the pounding of his blood in his veins.

Pushing herself down, she took Flint into her completely. He made her feel just as full as Cam had, but in a slightly different way. It was amazing how different her men could make her feel, even if they were technically doing the same thing as before.

She cried out as he hit that place inside her which was almost too pleasurable. He slowed down in response, which just extended the blissful agony.

Leaning upwards, Flint cupped the back of her head and drew her down to him so her breasts were pressed against his chest. Her nipples scraped against his skin as they moved together in time, the sensation of which crashed through her. She was able to hold off on letting go, but only just.

Cam's hands touched her back and he trailed them down. His touch was feather light as he seemed to explore every inch of her before cupping her ass and running his finger over the crease between it and her thigh. She shivered against his touch as Flint continued to move beneath her.

Moving his hand inwards, Cam's fingers grazed across her opening, just where Flint was at the moment. He drew her wetness back and circled his fingers around the bud of her ass. Dark pleasure filled her. She knew this was seen as wrong by a lot of people, and that she probably shouldn't want it, but the part of her which begged to ignore those facts was winning at the moment and she had no desire to change that.

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