Page 39 of Created in Chaos

“A little, but I’m okay,” is her equally soft reply.

My dick thickens at the idea of her having physical reminders of how we took her virginity. I swear, every time she brushes against my skin, I remember how she felt wrapped around me. I’ve been dying to touch her again, but I wanted her to heal and not feel too pressured.

Lucian lifts his hand, expecting her to come to him, and she does, towing me right along with her by our joined hands. The minute she’s near enough, he takes her fingers and brings them up to his mouth to kiss. The set of her shoulders softens at the show of affection.

Instead of taking her to the room on the main floor, he guides her up the stairs to his room. I shut the door behind us, even though I know we won’t be disturbed. No one comes up to our floor other than Gertrude to clean, and it would never be when we are home.

Without wasting a second, I untangle our fingers and go right for the hem of her shirt. I want to see her nearly as badly as I want to feel her. Lucian seems to be on board, because his hands go to her pants, pushing them down her hips from behind.

Her eyes flash toward me, as if she’s looking to see what I think, or she’s bothered about wearing just a pair of faded black panties and a beige bra. I lean forward and kiss her softly, showing her the only thing I would like better is for her to be naked.

Her mouth meets mine, willing and eager, as she opens for me. “Tell me now if you’re too sore,” Lucian says, interrupting the moment and causing Nova to pull back from me to answer.

“I’m okay. I want to get lost for a little while,” she tells him, and her panties get jerked down her legs in the next heartbeat. If she’s surprised, she doesn’t show it when she tilts her head to meet my lips again.

I trail my fingers up her bare sides, knowing exactly what she means. She makes it easy to forget about everything, and I love that we can make her feel the same way. She sighs as I wrap my arms around her, pulling her into my body so I can feel her pressed up against me. My dick throbs with the need to be inside her bare again.

I was a little shocked when Lucian didn’t use a condom the first time, but after seeing his face and knowing the damage was already done, there was no way I was passing up the experience. I figured we’d get her something to take the next day, but when I asked him about it, he told me her medical records show she gets some kind of shot every three months that helps stop her periods and also works as a contraceptive.

She’s the only person I haven’t used protection with, so I know I’m not in danger of giving her anything, which is fucking perfect because I never want to touch a condom again after knowing what it feels like to have sex without one.

I cup her ass, grinding against her. My fingers dip a little lower to feel how warm she is. If she were taller, I would hike her leg up and slip right inside her, but the angle doesn’t work with her standing. Still, that doesn’t stop me from hooking her knee up by my hip so I can slip my finger inside her.

Her gasp is the only encouragement I need to keep going. Her response and how wet she is drives me to sink my finger as deep as I can go, the knuckles of my other fingers pushing against her lips while I finger fuck her. Nova’s hips rock forward a little, but there’s not much she can do with the way I’m holding her. As if to prove me wrong, she clamps down on my finger, drawing a groan from me. I lower her leg and walk her backward to the bed.

Once the backs of her legs hit the bed, I tear my mouth from hers and she drops on the mattress as if she were waiting for that exact moment. Her hands are on my belt before I manage it myself. Seeing her eager to touch me is even more of a turn-on.

The moment she reaches into my pants, my body freezes, and only my lungs and heart seem to keep working as she gently takes my dick in her hand and frees me from my pants. When she slides off the bed and onto her knees and takes my tip in her mouth, my eyes roll back in my head, and I have to grip the bedpost to keep myself standing.

NOVA

Nox threads his fingers into my hair and guides my head back and forth over him, filling my mouth so full, my throat spasms a few times, but I don’t let that stop me from sliding my lips over him.

I know Lucian is watching. I can feel his presence right behind me as if he’s lying in wait, but he doesn’t make himself known any other way. He gives me time with his brother, but I relish the idea of both of them wanting me, which is something I never dreamed of before them, and I doubt I ever would after if something came between us.

I don’t know if it’s right or wrong, but Nox and Lucian are two halves of the same whole to me—incomplete without the other, but still perfect on their own.

“Fuck,” Nox groans, pushing deeper into my mouth so his tip hits the back of my throat with every thrust. I curl my fingers around the back of his thigh and feel drool slipping off my lip. My breathing is nearly as rough as his, interrupted by his plunges so I’m never able to take a full breath, but that’s not why my heart is thundering in my chest. His fingers have tightened in my hair, and the slippery feeling of him pounding in and out of my mouth in a way that’s completely out of my control has me squirming.

The only warning I get that Nox is about to come is the jerk of his hips. In the next second, warm, salty liquid hits the back of my tongue and throat. My esophagus constricts on instinct, and I force myself to swallow so I can steal a breath of air.

“Damn it, Nova,” Nox curses softly while easing out of my mouth and bending down so his lips are near my temple. I’m too busy catching my breath to wonder what I did wrong, because he sure seemed to like it. I swipe my arm under my messy mouth, getting rid of some of the drool and cum that leaked from my lips.

“I don’t think you have any right to complain, brother. You can barely stand.”

“I’m not complaining,” Nox amends. “I just wasn’t expecting her to swallow my soul before I had a chance to be inside her.”

“That was your soul she swallowed? No wonder you’re fading so fast,” Lucian teases.

“Yeah, you know who else was fading? You, Mr. One Pump.” Nox kisses the side of my face before leaning back.

I take a second to look down, seeing how wet the top of my thighs are, and I wipe at my mouth again. I really don’t think it’s supposed to be that messy, but I can’t say I regret it. My insides are on fire.

“Don’t bother trying to clean up yet, lamb, it’s my turn.” Lucian steps in front of me and grabs my jaw. I expect him to get closer and slide his dick into my slightly abused mouth, but he tips my head back, making sure my lips are parted from the pressure of his touch, and leans over me. His lips purse, and a string of spit falls directly into my mouth. My stomach does an honest to God flip, and my insides clench with a pang of need so intense, I’m not sure how to describe it.

“Oh, lamb, I don’t know how I’m ever going to repay the devil for sending me such a sweet little slut, but I’ll find a way.”

I run my tongue along my lips, careful to catch every drop, then make sure he watches me swallow. With a quickness I wasn’t expecting, Lucian leans forward and kisses me hard and deep while sliding his hands under my arms and hauling me up.

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