Page 82 of Gambling with Time

“Fuck, Bell, Sammy is ready for you,” Raiden growled. “I understand begging as much as the next guy, but if you don’t give her what she wants right this second–”

Raiden didn’t have to say more because Bellamy lifted me up and thrust up into me, filling me up with a groan. My nipples tightened as he bounced me on his lap. I wrapped my fingers around Lex’s straining length and stroked him, capturing his mouth with mine as Alastor sucked on my breast.

The sensations of the touches and kisses had a whimper working its way up my throat. Then Bellamy flicked his finger over my clit, and the cry that left me felt dragged from my very soul.

“I need more,” I gasped against Lex’s lips. In a tangle of limbs, I urged Lex off of the couch and between my legs. “Same–” It was all I could get out, the need grew inside of me like it had a life of its own.

Lex swore as he knelt between my legs. Bellamy had clearly understood what I meant, or he’d picked it out of my head. Because he held me up as Lex situated himself at my opening, and they pressed into me together. It was the most intense pleasure as they moved together. I was going to become addicted to double penetration. Tried it once, and now, I needed it. Fuck. My head dropped to Bellamy’s shoulder as I gave them my whole body. Alastor worked his way back up my chest to my throat as gasping moans filled the apartment, most coming from me. It felt like I’d pass out from the pleasure as I took every bit of it they were giving me.

I was lost to the sensation as I tumbled into my own personal heaven. If I could live here I would. The two of them moved in tandem, ensuring I rode the wave of pleasure until the very last drop was wrung from my spent body. Then they followed, spilling their seed together before we were a pile of bodies, and I was coming back to myself.

A sheen of sweat coated the men I was sandwiched between, and Alastor was still on his knees on the cushion next to me. His cock was straining, the head purple.

“Come here,” I whispered, gently wrapping my fingers around him and encouraging him to bring his hard length to my lips. “I want to taste you. While they recover.”

When he bobbed in front of me, I caught the precum on the tip of my tongue as I looked up at him. He gazed down at me with the love I knew he felt shining in his eyes. Then I sucked him into my mouth, hollowing my cheeks and wrapping an arm around him to pull him closer. He let me set the pace as his fingers tangled loosely in my hair. It was quick because he was on the edge, and soon, he coated my tongue as I swallowed as much as I could.

He slipped from my lips and then leaned down to kiss me, tasting himself on my tongue. Lex and Bellamy were growing thick inside of me again, and I couldn’t help the moan that felt like it was yanked from me as Alastor broke off the kiss and leaned back.

Raiden caught my gaze, a puff of smoke curling from his nose and up toward the ceiling. His whole body was tense in the way I associated with his dragon trying to break free.

“Boys, as much as I’d love a round two, it looks like our dragon needs some attention,” I replied, holding his gaze. A light flared in the depths that said I was right.

“You look like you need cleaned up, Sammy,” Raiden said. His voice was so gravely that it sent a shiver over my skin.

I hummed, and he closed the distance, and in one swift movement, he had extracted me from their arms and cradled me in his. They watched as he practically stomped into the bathroom. Their grins were the last thing I saw before he slammed the door shut.

“Now, my little Sammy, I’m going to show you what real pleasure is,” he murmured as he twisted on the shower heads. I was glad he was holding me up because if he wasn’t, I was sure my noodle legs wouldn’t have supported me with that statement.

He moved us under the spray of water, uncaring he was soaking his clothes. Detaching one of the nozzles and switching it to a softer pressure with his thumb, he ran it between my legs. Even the gentle pressure had me squirming in his arms as he washed the others from me like his dragon demanded.

He shifted and set me on my feet. “Lean against the wall if you can’t stand.”

I did as I was told, and he dipped the nozzle head between my legs again, using his other hand to run his fingers over my sensitive flesh.

“Rai,” I moaned.

“Mmmm, louder,” he whispered. He shed his soaked shirt and jeans, kicking them to the other side of the shower. Then he dropped to his knees in front of me. He lifted my leg and placed it over my shoulder. “Sammy, I want the club to hear you over the music. Can you be that loud for me?”

He didn’t give me a chance to reply before he sunk his tongue into my folds. Kissing my other lips as if he would devour me whole. A puff of warmth flowed from him, and it felt as if I would melt pressed up against the cool shower tiles.

He growled against me, his lips and tongue rumbling against my sex. I let out a loud moan, and he hummed in approval, the vibration sending me toward my climax as if I were being ripped out to sea by an undertow. If this was how I died, I would welcome it with open arms.

“Say my name,” he demanded.

“Rai, oh fuck,” I gasped.

“Louder, Sammy,” he ordered.

It was like the first time with him, only a million times more intense. When I couldn’t force words between the moans, he stopped. My heaving breaths rocked me against him, and he chuckled.

“Do you want me?”

“Fuck, yes,” I replied, attempting not to crumble to the fucking floor at his feet.

He nudged my leg off his shoulder and pushed to his feet, his cock heavy between his legs. His fingers ghosted over my cheek as he brushed wet hair from my face. “Can you be loud for me, baby girl? My Sammy?”

I nodded. He bit down on his lip, then closed the small distance between us. His fingers grasped my ass, and he lifted me, wrapping my legs around him and settling against my opening. Once he had me where he wanted me, he ran his hand over my stomach.

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