Page 30 of Addicted to the Ruin

“As you wish, Princess Nightingale,” Jude whispers, his lips brushing against my ear before he licks the shell of it, making me shiver. “But ladies first. Us Tailors pride ourselves on being gentlemen, don’t we, boys?”

The others don’t respond, just double their attentions on me, and fuck if I don’t start spiraling in the best possible way. I don’t let up on Aeron though, my hand pumping him underneath the water, and he gives a pained chuckle.

“You aren’t going to make it easy for me, are you, naughty Dove?”

“All’s fair and all that,” I rasp back, my pinnacle drawing closer with each caress, each swipe of a tongue. Knox finger fucks my ass, and Jesus, I never knew ass play could feel so good until I met these guys.

“True,” he admits, the deep timbre of his voice adding to the sensations running through me. “In that case.” His finger circling my clit picks up speed, still not touching it, but fuck me seven ways till Sunday, the teasing is doing it for me. “Come for us then, my love.”

Without warning, he pinches my clit hard, and I can’t fight the way my climax slams into me with all the force of a fucking freight train. My body goes rigid as I cry out, my vision blurring when the waves of pleasure drag me under and threaten to drown me in a sea of bliss. I can’t see, can’t think, and can barely breathe as it rips through me, leaving all of my nerve endings snapping and firing like I’ve been struck by lightning.

“Take her,” I hear Aeron order, his voice gruff, and I’m passed into someone else’s arms. My eyes feel too heavy to bring my lids up, but I think that it’s Tarl who holds me now, his spicy scent still there even though we’re in a tub full of Aeron’s smell. “Open up, Dove.”

I do as commanded, feeling the tip of him jerk against my lips as I peel my lids open enough to see him standing above me, veins on his forearms standing out as he pumps his dick fast and hard. My tongue comes out to trace his slit and the metal that glistens against it. That’s what does it, his hot cum hitting my tongue and chin seconds later as he orgasms with a ragged growl.

I swallow what I can, loving the taste of him and the fact that he’s covered other parts of me in his release, marking me as his. I don’t question that need, just roll with it.

“You are so fucking beautiful covered in my cum,” Aeron whispers, his thumb swiping along my chin and then pushing inside my mouth. I lick and suck the digit, cleaning off the cum that clung to it.

“My turn, boss,” Knox teases, and I swing my gaze to see him standing up, his hand wrapped around his impressive length. I shuffle in Tarl’s lap, suddenly desperate for Knox to be in my mouth, so I drop to my knees, Tarl’s hands on my hips, keeping me steady as I reach for Knox.

Aeron steps aside, Knox coming up to me and placing the tip against my lips. I open without need for his order, and immediately swallow him whole, moaning as he fills my mouth.

“Fuck!” he yells, his hands going to my head, fingers tangling in the hair that he just washed. My hands grasp his peachy ass, my fingers digging in as I pull him even closer, then I bring my head up, taking a huge gulp of air before repeating the move.

“So desperate for our dicks, aren’t you?” Tarl whispers in my ear as I work Knox up into a cursing frenzy. “Let him fuck your face,Eshgham.”

My thighs clench, even though I’ve not long climaxed, but I relax, rolling my eyes to look up at Knox, my mouth still wrapped around him. I moan deep in my throat when Tarl angles me so that I have a stream of bubbles right in between my legs.

“You want me to fuck your face, princess?” Knox asks, his voice a low rumble as one hand strokes down my cheek. I make a noise in the back of my throat, telling him with my eyes that yes, fucking please, I do. “Such a good fucking girl. Such an obedient slut for your Daddy.”

His hand returns to my head, and he slams his hips forward, burying his cock in my throat. I groan, breathing past my gag reflex as he withdraws, only to do it again, and again, and again. The sound of the water sloshing all around us and the slap of Knox’s hips fills my ears as I let him use me for his pleasure. The bubbles between my legs continue to tease me and the bubbles tickling my skin adds to the building sensation in my core.

Men always think that a woman on her knees is powerless, but looking into his flashing eyes, at how he’s falling apart and how his hips begin to stutter as he grows impossibly harder in my mouth, I know the truth. I have all the power here. He confirms it as he roars, burying himself in my mouth as his dick jerks and I feel the hot spray of his climax coating the back of my throat.

He holds there for a few moments, enough that black dots appear in my vision before he pulls out, leaning down to kiss me thoroughly, his hands cupping my face.

“You are a fucking marvel, Little Bird,” he whispers against my lips, and my chest swells at the praise. My lips tingle when he pulls away, my eyes heavily lidded as I watch him step back and slump down next to Aeron on the bench that lines the tub.

Lark

“Kiss Me” by Lola Jane

“Our turn, Nightingale,” Jude purrs, moving towards me through the water, my back chilled as Tarl moves away. “We’re going to both bring Tarl to the brink, but don’t worry, you get all his cum and then I’ll give you mine.”

I whimper at his words, turning around so I’m facing away from Knox and Aeron, to find Tarl standing up, his beautiful, pierced cock at the perfect level for my mouth.

“Open your mouths, you filthy little cum sluts,” Tarl says, his voice a low rasping whisper that has my thighs pressing together again. As I follow his order, I see Jude do the same, and fucking hell, it makes my core ache to be filled, clenching around a hard cock. “Such good little pets for your master.”

He takes hold of his base, swiping the tip of his dick across my lips, the metal in the tip heated from the hot tub water. Before I can wrap my lips around it, he’s pulling away and doing the same to Jude, and a whine of protest leaves my lips.

“Together,” I demand, and he raises a single brow at me.

“Are you giving orders now, little slut?” Fuck, that name on his lips should piss me the hell off, but it just makes pussy walls flutter. I never said I wasn’t a little fucked up.

“Please, sir. I want to take you as Jude does. Both of us licking and sucking you,” I tell him, the warmth of satisfaction filling me as his eyes go hooded and he squeezes his base hard.

“Jesus fucking Christ,” Knox groans behind me, Aeron making a sound too as they watch the scene unfold.

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