Page 14 of Gilded Lies
“Easy, Magnolia. We won’t take you here tonight, but soon. Very soon.” He teases the tight ring of my ass, dips, and retreats while Rune gives me every hard inch of his cock.
Soon? As in they want to see me again? That isn’t how a one-night stand works.
Sensations rolling through me are too powerful to control so I don’t try to as Rune pounds my pussy hard and fast.
Suddenly Rune throws his head back and I can feel the second he erupts. His shaft pulses and jumps inside me. His milk mixes with Danika’s and mine to take me one step closer to being claimed by three strangers and I couldn’t be happier.
Oliver reaches around and grabs my ass and lifts. I don’t know why until I feel the head of his cock at my entrance. He sinks into my pulsating pussy and drives all the way in.
He fucks me hard and fast. In desperate need of air, I break our kiss. Fingers dig into sheets. Danika doesn’t let up on finger-fucking my ass while his friend thrusts into me from below. Together they work me so hard and fast it is a miracle I don’t burst into flames when my orgasm explodes.
I throw my head back and ride them both, crying out my release. My body goes electric, and I vibrate from head to toe. Oliver takes my face in his hands and holds my gaze with his honey-colored one. He doesn’t look away as he reaches his end. Hot ropes of seed spill into my womb.
“If you were mine to keep, I would make love to you every day of the year. I would give you every drop of my seed and breed you. You’re beautiful now, but to see you round with our baby would destroy me for anyone else.”
Right this second I only wish that could happen. “I’m yours for the night.” A dark shadow moves over his face.
“For tonight.” His hands roam to my backside, and he uses all of his strength to drive into me.
Sharp heat flashes through me. “Ahh. Oliver,” I moan.
The finality in his words cut deep. Reality punches through the dreamy fantasy. Come morning I have to return to my regular life. Magnolia Lafleur. the Golden Key Society manager. Outcast. Hunted. But between the three of them I feel like a queen. Not someone running and hiding in fear. I don’t want to leave them and honestly I don’t think I can.
Shuddering and gasping, I cling to them. Hot bodies pin me to the bed.
They hold me to them—Rune over the top of me. Oliver kissing my cheeks, the tip of my nose, and Danika stroking my hair and peppering my shoulder with gentle kisses.
It’s sweet and tender. Unlike anything I would ever imagine of them if I saw them walking down the street. And I eat up their attention and savor being the center of their world for just a few more moments.
I go to sit up, but Rune is having too much fun running his hands up the length of my back.
“Stay with us.”
That is Danika.
“Don’t leave, petals. Don’t break our hearts.” Rune moves to the side and pulls me into his arms. I look at the other men, but they don’t look jealous. If anything, their expressions are filled with contentment.
“I can’t.” I try to sit up and move off the bed but Rune’s a tricky bastard, and uses my momentum to flip me into the mattress face down. He slides his massive weight over the top of me. His cock is already hard and teasing my ass.
I clutch at the sheets. “Rune,” I moan with a heavy sigh. I swear as God as my witness that I don’t mean for Rune’s name to come out as a throaty plea for him to give me another orgasm, but it does. And he hears it.
“I know that wedding band has nothing to do with it.” There’s a possessive tone to his words.
I raise my left hand and smile. It held a lot of men off. Almost all the women here wear one. It didn’t seem to do the job tonight with these three. “You three took me without a care in the world believing I belong to someone else?”
“About that.” Oliver reaches for my hand and pulls the simple gold band off. He passes it to Danika who tosses it across the room.
“You won’t be needing that.”
Now Danika is the one sounding possessive.
I would be a fool to read too much into the way they are carrying on. “What makes you so sure?”
Danika brushes roughened knuckles across my cheek. “Because you belong to us now. And there is not a man alive who would leave you a virgin. You used it to protect yourself. You have us now. That is all you need.”
Oliver tips my chin until our gazes connect.
I don’t know what is happening or why I can’t stop it but maybe I don’t need to. Maybe it’s the magic of the witching season. The wickedness and temptation in the air. But all three of my lovers make me want to believe in love.