Page 74 of Fated In Ruin
Blake dragged my panties off, spread me wider as Riordan banded his hand over my belly and held me in place as my mate licked straight up the center of me, driving his tongue—as promised—deep enough to make me groan.
He lapped at me as I drank, matching every thrust of his tongue to every hard pull, until the three of us were moving together, surging and sighing, fingers digging into flesh, caught up in something almost holy.
Then I was cresting that wave, balanced on the delicate edge between anticipation and pleasure, suspended like a bird before I broke, coming apart in a rush of quivering flesh and fire, before that earth shattering moment when my mind went perfectly blank.
I barely remembered to lick Riordan closed as I imploded, held tightly in his arms, Blake lapping at me like he meant to get every drop.
Then my mate wiped the back of his hand across his wet mouth, and rocked back on his heels, his eyes pure male predator. “Fucking delicious.” In one move, Riordan had me flat on my back as he took Blake’s place, and this time…this time…
“Oh God, oh God, oh God.” My body torqued up off the desk as I came again, drowning in this endless pleasure, in the feel of his mouth on me, of their blood roaring through my veins like the light from a star.
This was too much. Too fucking much. And I never wanted it to end.
Riordan took one last, long lick and rose up between my spread legs with a slow, slightly lopsided smile. “Do you want us both, Evangeline?” He reached out and pushed a finger into my mouth, and I tasted salt. “I want your mouth so badly,” he admitted softly. “I’ve been dreaming about your lips wrapped around my cock for days…weeks now.”
“Yes.” I was half dazed, head spinning, and right now, I wantedeverything.
I licked my lips and Riordan went perfectly still. “You in my mouth, my mate fucking me from behind. On the desk.” I ran my hands over the smooth surface, brushing the rest of the papers onto the floor, hoping they weren’t important kingly business stuff.
Not that I really cared right now.
“Fuck yes,” Blake rasped. “I want you spread wide so I can fill you up. I’d cover you with my scent, if I had my way.” His eyes turned positively incandescent. “Both of us, Evangeline, and you’ll get on your knees, like our obedient little queen.”
Jesus, his dirty mouth was seriously going to be the death of me.
They stripped down and I watched every single move, the way Blake’s muscled abdomen flexed as he stripped off his pants, Riordan’s perfect, tight ass flexing as he bent over to untie his shoes. They were gorgeous, and somehow, they were mine.
I didn’t deserve them, but when Blake came up to me, naked, cock bobbing, all I could do was smile.
“You smell like spice. And warm desert winds,” Blake murmured, cupping my breasts, his thumbs teasing my tight, aching nipples before he nodded to the desk. “On all fours, mate. Legs spread wide.” His eyes glinted like steel. “Right the fuck now.”
I crawled onto the desk, facing Riordan and braced my hands and knees on the slick surface. “Wider,” Blake commanded, running his fingers through my folds as he urged my knees further apart. “Open your mouth for your king like a good girl.”
Rohr came up in front of me, stroking his cock while Blake’s warm hands traced the curve of my spine, my ass, dragging his thumbs through my soaking folds. The head of Blake’s cock brushed my entrance, his hands braced on my hips and he pushed inside in one long, delicious surge of pressure and heat.
I arched my back, taking him down to the base, because I knew that was what he would give me. Every fucking glorious inch, his girth stretching my swollen pussy with a delicious pinch of pain.
Riordan stroked my cheek, his blue flecked eyes glimmering as I opened for him, purring around his invasion.
He coated the inside of my mouth with salt and cinnamon, dragging his head against the top of my mouth, my teeth, with every stroke. “Fucking hell,” he breathed. “Do you know what you look like, taking my cock like this?” His gaze darkened. “Use your tongue, Silver… Yes, god yes, just like that.”
He gave me no quarter, working his cock in and out, one hand tangled in my hair as I rolled my tongue around him, teasing that thick vein, the underside of his cock with every stroke. “Relax your throat. Let me—Fuck, you feel so good.”
Blake fucked me slowly from behind, both of them grunting with every thrust, the slap of skin against skin; the wet sound of Riordan sliding in and out of my mouth was so erotic I could barely stand it. The three of us together were incendiary, and as they slid in and out of me, the sensual glide of hot, hard flesh had me combusting.
I want us to burn together,I thought helplessly.I want us to turn to ashes, and then I want to do this all over again. I never want this to end.
“It never will, Silver.” Rohr’s low growl sent a shiver straight down my spine as he pushed forward, his eyes gleaming as he watched himself slide in and out of my mouth. “Never.”
You were made for us, Evangeline. And we were made to be yours.Blake plunged into me, so deep my moan became a low, husky scream.
With Rohr in front of me, Blake gripped my hips as he rode me, my pussy tightening around his cock as he picked up the pace, pounding into me, groaning out my name as he thrust deeper and deeper, as if he was trying to reach into my very center
Rohr gently cradled my face. We serve at the pleasure of our queen. That’s you, Evie. You are who we serve.He pulled away, long enough to whisper, “Come with us, love. Let’s all go over together.”
Those words were all I needed to fall apart, his deep voice resonating straight through to my heart.
Blake’s fingers dented my hips as he froze, shuddering, filling me up, then Riordan hissed my name and spilled down my throat, my throat moving to take every drop as we rode out our pleasure together, everything narrowing down to their delicious fullness filling me up, the taste and feel of having them both inside me.
