Page 10 of Room Seven

“Lips closed. I want to mark you.”

I do as instructed with my eyes raised to him the whole time and let him cover my lips in hot pre-cum.

Mirsha growls an animalistic sound. “Beautiful, baby girl,” he husks and then sinks a finger into my clenched core.

Riding him in slow movements, I reach for Luther and slip my fingers through his soft hair, needing to connect in every way possible.

“Up, baby. It’s not time for you to come.”

I narrow my eyes at Viper a moment for good reason. That ever present wicked streak he’s known for spreads across his full lips and has me suddenly nervous. “Now make me happy and kiss your godfathers. Share me and show them just how much you want all three of us.”

Heat settles over my cheeks as the other two men push to his feet.

With All of My beingshould be blinking in neon colors over my head, but this way floods my core with hot juices leaving me slick and ready.

Mirsha draws my attention his way with, “Look at me, baby girl.”

I do, and then the hottest moment of my life happens. Mirsha moves his mouth over mine and we share Viper’s essence. But it goes deeper than that. Like this, nestled between them, I feel whole. With Viper’s arms around me and Luther finally easing the ache between my thighs. And Mirsha…God help me! This man can kiss me into an orgasm.

My fingers tighten in his hair and he growls. Luther takes that as a sign to stroke my clit harder and faster.

I break the kiss with Mirsha and cry out into the night. “It hurts sosogood.” I put a hand on Luther’s. “Make me come. I’ve never been so alive. No one has ever—” My words are ripped from my lips with a cry as Luther lands a hard smack against my aching clit.

“Did you just spank my pussy?”

He does it again.

And again.

Juicy wet sounds hit my ears and the amount of hot liquid spilling over his fingers is embarrassing.

Luther grabs a thigh and opens me farther. Right when I think he’s going to change positions and lick me clean, Mirsha spreads my folds for his friend and I get fingers to aching clit.

Fire thunders through me. Everything clenches, and I am shoved straight to the edge of an orgasm. I’m tipping over, but I need that one last push.

“Oh, fuck!” I scream and let the wave of my climax pull me into a deep pool of pleasure.

“Has anyone ever touched you like this, sweetness?” Luther asks, with a hard, lethal edge to his tone. Taking my chin in hand, he refuses to let go.

“You mean beat my pussy?” And make me love it?

“Slap, not beat,” Luther corrects me with a hint of humor. “And I asked you a question. Have you let another person touch you, taste you?”

I lean into Mirsha and words are difficult to come by at the moment from all the heavy breathing. “In other words, am I still a virgin?”

Luther leans into me and presses his forehead against mine. We breathe in each other’s body heat all the while he drags his thick fingers through my spilled juices, keeping the fire hot, but the orgasm just out of reach.

“No. More than that. I feel the need to draw blood just thinking of someone else touching you. Give me a name, sweet Aster. And I will end their existence.” His words come out a hoarse whisper. But I hear it for the dark promise that it is.

“I guess you’ll have to off me then.”

“Who did you give yourself to?” Mirsha’s voice turns cold, lethal. When I cock my head in his direction his gray eyes are black with contained rage.

My eyes grow wide. “Do not go into murder mode,” I urge. Do they really think I’ve been with someone? They have to know that’s not true, right?

I try to move away from them, but their hard bodies are not moving.

Okay, fine. I guess I confess with my pussy in their faces and Viper’s throbbing cock in my hand.

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