Page 92 of Protect Me
My senses are pushed to their limits as Bracken fucks my pussy with his tongue the same way Duncan fucks my mouth with his. A moment later, Killian scrapes his teeth along my taut nipple, and I come undone.
My orgasm rocks me, suspending me in space in a way no silks ever could. The pleasure rocks me in waves that seem to have no end. And when I finally begin to come down again, Bracken moves aside, and Killian’s there, sliding a finger inside me while he watches me with a possessive gleam.
“You’re ours now, love,” he tells me.
“Yours,” I echo, arching to meet his strokes.
Duncan leans back, one hand cupping my throat and the other stroking himself as he watches me.
“Can I…?” I reach for Duncan’s cock, but he grabs my hand, stopping me.
“Tonight,” he says, “is about giving you what you need.”
“What if that is what I need?”
“Woman’s got a point,” Bracken says.
Duncan lets go of my hand. I wrap my fingers around him and stroke slowly. He stands completely still, eyes locked on mine.
“Good girl,” he tells me, and I respond by taking him all the way into my mouth until he brushes the back of my throat.
Duncan groans and tightens his grip on my hair, and I feel a surge of power at how easily I’m able to have him at my mercy.
Drawing back, I whisper, “More.”
Bracken kisses my throat, his teeth scraping over my skin, and I close my eyes against the orgasm already building again.
“Eyes open, love.” Killian’s voice is silky smooth but commanding.
I open my eyes and meet his gaze.
“That’s it,” he says. “Don’t stop sucking, but I want to watch you come for us.”
Eyes still on mine, Killian leans down and presses a kiss to my thigh as he slips his finger out of me only to slide two back in. I rock my hips against his thrusts, sucking Duncan with the same rhythm. Then, Killian’s mouth closes over my clit, his fingers still sliding in and out of me, and I come undone.
I utter Killian’s name as I lose myself again, completely enraptured by the three of them consuming me this way.
Finally, Killian eases back, and I think he might walk away, but then he straightens and presses his hard length at my entrance. He pauses, his gaze asking me if it’s what I want. “I know we said it was about you tonight. Tell me what you need right now. Tell me if it’s too much.”
“I need you,” I whisper. “I need all of you.”
He grabs my ass in both hands, lifting my hips to meet him.
“Yes,” I gasp, overcome at the way he fills me and yet desperate for more of them.
I twist my body and lean over, covering Duncan’s cock with my mouth again. He groans and steps closer, giving me better access, his hands threading into my hair as I move up and down the length of him.
Killian’s hands grip my ass, holding me still as he thrusts. I pant with need, Duncan’s cock filling my mouth until I can feel it pulsing against the back of my throat. Need threads through every vein in my body until I’m delirious with it. Even the silks feel like another iron grip on my limbs, like another lover joining the party.
Needing to feel them all at once, I use my free hand to reach for Bracken, sensing him behind me. My fingers brush his hip, and he moves closer, guiding my hand with his own to his hard cock. Wrapping my fingers around him, I grip him tightly, squeezing as Killian’s thrusts continue to push me to heightened pleasure.
“That’s it, love,” Killian says. “Feel all three of us as you come.”
The intensity of this moment, of the three of them all focused on me and our combined pleasure, is intoxicating. I give myself entirely to it, my senses on fire as my body responds to theirs. The fantasy of having them all at once is nothing compared to the real thing. This is the most erotic moment of my fucking life, and I am already looking forward to it happening again. And again.
Bracken’s mouth is hot on my throat, his whispered words telling me to “Let go, gorgeous.” Between my legs, Killian’s breathing grows heavier, his eyes still on mine like he wants to make sure I remember his order from before. His thrusts are harder now, more insistent. My core clenches around him, and in my mouth, Duncan tenses. He’s so close. We all are.
“That’s the way,” Bracken says, his hand closing over mine so that we’re stroking him together now. His hands roam my body, and heat bathes me from all sides as we take each other closer and closer to the edge. Until finally, we tip right over it—as one.