Page 98 of Protect Me
I pause and then remember Killian’s words about not stopping. Hesitantly, I stay where I am, anticipation building at being caught this way.
“Shit, we showed up at the right time,” Bracken says just as he crouches behind me and I feel large hands go to my hips. “Hey, gorgeous. Are you already ready for more?” he asks as he pulls my shorts down to my knees.
I look up at Killian, wanting to answer Bracken’s question, but one glance at the gleam in Killian’s stare tells me that I know I can’t stop what my mouth is already doing.
“Mmm.” I offer a hum of appreciation as consent, and Killian’s head falls back in pleasure as the vibration of my throat massages his cock.
Bracken whispers, “You have no idea how badly I need this.” He leans down and presses his lips to my ass as I continue sucking Killian’s dick.
Then Duncan is there, his hand brushing over my breast as he leans in closer to my ear. “You take that cock like such a good fucking girl,” he says. “I can still feel the way it felt to be so deep in your throat I thought you might choke on me.”
The throbbing between my legs becomes nearly unbearable. Then Bracken runs the tip of his finger over my clit, and pleasure shoots through my body, igniting my blood like dynamite. “So wet,” he says. I hear his zipper then the rattling of his belt as he shoves his pants down and grips my hips. The head of him rubs against my center, and I press back, desperate to have him inside of me.
It’s empowering to know that these three men crave me the same way I desire them.
Their touch makes me crazy.
Their affection brings me more joy than I ever thought possible.
“You want this, baby?” he asks, tone gruff. “Want me inside of you, too?”
I hum a yes, my mouth still full of Killian. Bracken drives into me, and I whimper as he slides against the pillowy flesh deep inside of my body. Bracken fucks me like a man starved all while I give Killian the same affection with my mouth.
Duncan sticks his finger into his mouth then slides it down over my ass. He presses it at my entrance while Bracken fucks my pussy and Killian grips my hair. Then, with a smile, he slides it in.
I come undone, my body tightening around Bracken as the release slams into me at full force. My muscles shake, and seconds later, Killian’s release fills my mouth. Salty liquid slips down my throat, and I come off of him with an audiblepop.
“Fuck yes, baby,” Killian coos as he kneels. “You like that?”
“Yes,” I moan. Duncan works his cock with one hand, my ass with another. “I—oh shit.” My vision wavers, stars dancing before me as they draw out every second of my release.
“We’re going to fuck you here, Sway,” Duncan tells me. “Are you going to be ready for that?”
“Yes. Fuck yes.” I never thought I would be. Never liked the idea of giving anyone that part of me, but if it feels half as good as this does—sign me up.
Bracken thrusts harder, harder, and then stills, his release filling my body. But I have only seconds to catch my breath before Duncan is there, right where he’d been, filling my body and setting me ablaze all over again.
He continues working my ass as he fucks me, slow, languid thrusts that push me to new heights.
“Look at me, Sway,” Killian orders. “I want to see you when you come on him.”
I meet his gaze as yet another release thrums to life deep within me. And then—I come undone, crying out and gripping Killian’s shoulders.
“Fuck yes, love,” he says. “You look so fucking sexy.” Duncan withdraws his finger from my ass and grips my hips, slamming into me harder and faster with each passing moment. He stills, dick twitching as he comes. Marking me just as Killian and Bracken did.
For a moment, sadness pushes through me, momentarily eclipsing the joy. Because, one day soon, I am going to have to leave this all behind. How the hell am I supposed to move on with my life when I’ve found what I never knew I wanted?
* * *
Someone poundstheir fist on the apartment door, and I come awake with a jolt. I’m pressed to Bracken’s chest, but both Duncan and Killian are already on their feet and sprinting toward the front door. I get up and fumble for a shirt as Bracken chases after them.
“What the fuck is it?” Duncan demands from the living room.
“Liv. She’s in labor,” I hear a male voice say, his breathing ragged. “D wants you three standing guard outside the door. And Liv is asking for the girl.”
Fear and joy fight to take hold of me as I dress quickly and sprint toward the door. Harriss the djinn stands on the other side, his eyes wide and frantic. I push through and move past him, running down the hall without bothering to look back.
“Sway,” I hear Bracken call out.