“But you are.” Fred’s words, though whispered, sounded deafening. It sent jolts of pleasure sizzling through me like beef in a full pot of oil, the emotion difficult to stifle. Not like I wanted to do that.
He placed his hand under my jaw and made me stare at him. His golden eyes bore into mine, his gaze saying more than his lips could ever do. The dominance in his eyes made my knees weak. My skin tingled expectantly as shivers zapped down my spine.
It was too late to turn back. I was a slave to the emotions he was undoubtedly rousing in me. Succumbing to it was the only thing I could think of.
His thumb rubbed on my neck, his gaze still digging into mine with a ferocity that made me gasp. I wanted to look away, to tear my eyes away from his-and check on Blue-but he held me captive. I couldn’t shake my head. I could only stare as his thumb caressed my cheek, his other hand venturing lower.
His touch was electrifying, his fingers lingering on the side of my neck. We stared into each other’s eyes for what felt like an eternity before he leaned down and captured my mouth in an electrifying kiss, one I had been craving.
I had the hots for the lovers, always eager for whatever they planned for me. Getting down and dirty with them each time didn’t sound that bad.
His lips crushed mine, and I welcomed him without hesitation, reaching over to wrap my hands around his neck at the collision of numerous feelings within me, like a storm brewing for destruction. I needed more. All of him.
He pulled me into him. One arm snaked around my waist, my breasts pressed between us. I could feel the hard outline of his body as his tongue slid over mine, just hard enough to make me want more, but subtle enough to let me gasp for air. Then, with unexpected swiftness, he pulled back.
Panting, I peered up at him, feeling my knees getting weaker as he trailed wet kisses down my neck, causing my nipples to perk up.
I turned my head to look for Blue, wondering why I wasn’t feeling his hands on me, like before, only to see him standing by the bed, with his arms folded.
When he noticed my gaze on him, he shrugged his shoulders, rolling with the action as he explained, “Fred has been on my neck since the day we fucked without him. It’s only right I give him the opportunity to be with you, even without me.”
“As if you can be so generous?” Fred’s voice rumbled in his chest as he littered kisses on my neck. “If you wish to give me a chance, why don’t you leave the room? Having you in here doesn’t count.”
“I’m going nowhere,” stubbornly folding his arms, Blue retorted, his stance letting us know he had no interest in leaving.
“Then continue standing.” Ignoring him, Fred planted a kiss atop the valley between my breasts, groaning as his tongue snaked out to taste my skin.
A moan left me as I tried to rub my thighs together. I was hot on the inside, arousal pooling between my legs, my body eager for him to quit teasing me and actually do something. I had been aroused since I heard we were going to fuck for them to give me their mark.
I moaned his name as he cupped my breast. He squeezed, tighter each time, making me whimper at his touch, then he pinched my nipple until I shuddered, the pain giving way to an intense pleasure that threatened to sweep me off my feet.
“Please.” The words came out as both a plea and a command as I tried to get him to kiss me, to fuck me, to feel my body, and to release me from the torture his touch put me into.
Chuckling at how shameless I was acting, his hand moved farther down between us. With incredible dexterity, he slid it down between my thighs, heading for the place that was throbbing with no care, eager for more than his touch. His fingers slid between my wet folds and I gasp loudly, feeling my pussy clench and my clit harden.
His name on my lips was more of a chant as I begged him, with my eyes and body, to take me out of the misery I was being put into, to let me feel the soul-shattering pleasure his touch always evoked within me. I didn’t even care how he would do it. All I wanted to feel was the satisfaction his touch brings.
His fingers moved, teasing my swollen nub, building up unbearable tension within my core. I held on to him, my legs parting as I kept my knees firmly on the bed, my hips rocking, grinding against his hand.
“Fuck. You are so wet,” he growled in appreciation, his eyes locking onto mine as his fingers played with me.
I clenched myself tightly. With his middle and ring finger, he penetrated me, pressing the base of his palm onto my clit. It was so overwhelming. His touch, the scent of their arousal and the low growling he always released as he murmured dirty things into my ears. They were more than enough to send me over the edge.
I came hard as he finger-fucked me into sweet madness. My knees went weak while he squeezed every fucking drop out of my body. Ripples washed over me, pleasure gradually dissolving as I made my way back down onto the earth. Gasping, I fell on his chest as shocks passed through me, my eyes closing as my thoughts returned to the present.
“Don’t think we are yet to finish, darling.” He lowered me to the bed, pleased to notice how my knees trembled.
Placing a kiss on my forehead, he fondled my breasts and kissed me again. Muttering sweet words to me, he trailed his tongue down the side of my neck, all the while undoing his slacks.