Page 18 of Gilded Kisses
“We can’t give you everything you want, but we can give you this.”
Before I can argue or demand he explain, Mirsha loops his arms around my legs and lowers his head, burying his lips against my pussy.
“Argh!” I cry out, arching into his mouth.
“Fuck yes,” he whispers against my dripping folds.
“Mirsha,” I groan. I bury my hands in his hair and ride his face. He’s not going for nice and easy. I don’t want him to, either.
The liquid heat of his mouth surrounds my clit. He sucks, flicks and bites the nub forcing me to clamp my thighs around his head. Or at least I try. Viper and Luther are there to keep me from moving for their friend.
With my knees bent to my chest, Mirsha devours every inch of my pussy and his fingers grip my ass so hard I know there will be bruises in the morning. But I don’t care.
Full-on sensory overload eliminates my ability to think. I barely realize Mirsha moves over so Viper can take over torturing my flesh until I feel the scrape of his light stubble. Mirsha moves to Viper’s spot and I groan into his mouth the second his lips are on mine. I take his punishing kiss. And then give one right back.
He breaks away, and I try to pull him back.
“I want you. I need you. I saved myself for all three of you.” What kind of sick torture are they cooking up?
His gray eyes pierce me with a kind of longing that tugs at my heart. But there is something else in those colorless depths and the power of that pain hits me in the chest.
He looks like he is about to say something else when I scream. “Viper,” I and try to force his tongue deeper into my slit, but it’s clear who is in control here. I am so close to coming into his mouth, but he’s holding back.
“Just a little more,” I beg. He eases up and lazily licks up the seam of my pussy.
I pant uncontrollably. From one side Mirsha’s saying they can’t give me everything I want has ice filling my veins and from the other Viper has me burning up on the inside.
I turn to Luther. “What do I do?”
“Feel,” he simply states and lowers to grab a hard nipple between his teeth. He bites down hard enough to have me arching off our makeshift bed and into his arms.
Between my legs, Viper drives his hands beneath my ass and takes control of my movements like I am a delicacy made just for him.
Bites turn into feather-light kisses and then those turn into deep thrusts of his tongue into my virgin channel.
“Fuck me. I need you. God stop torturing me already!”
I grab for Mirsha, true fear digging into the flesh of my heart when he pushes to his elbow and gazes down at me.
“Please!”
“We can ease the pain, but we cannot take your innocence. God, don’t ask us to do the one thing that would sink us to our kneesand leave us in ruin. We have to send you back intact so you can find a husband and live your life.”
He looks heavenward, like God can give him answers. Thick lashes fall over his masculine cheeks when he hears nothing back. I recognize the hollow feeling.
Shock and uncertainty push all other emotions to the side.
I turn a worried look to Viper and his expression has my heart turning into a block of ice. He kisses the inside of one thigh and then the other.
“He’s right, Aster. You’re the one thing in this world we can’t have. I don’t possess the strength to tell you no and they both know it.”
“I don’t want to find a husband. What the hell are you talking about?”
“You know the lengths your father will go to get what he wants. We can have this between us right now, to a certain extent, but then you have to go.”
Viper doesn’t ease me into the burning climax hovering along the fringes. He throws me into the roaring flames. His tongue flicks against the hard, throbbing nub repeatedly until I finally release and let the rapture of my climax take over.
Sharp pain sears through me so hard and fast I know I’ve lost yet another part of me to them.