He flicks his tongue over my clit, grazes the swollen bundle of nerves with his teeth.
A deep ache has settled in my core and I squirm but he holds down my hips and Oz and Jude pin my arms to the bed.
Eli keeps tasting my pussy and my eyes flutter shut at the pleasure until a shadow falls across my face.
“You paying attention, darling?”
I look up to find River leaning against the bed post, his arms crossed. “Eli’s going to give you as many orgasms as he likes and you’re going to thank him after each one. Understood?”
I nod. Too lost in the feelings Eli’s stirring up inside of me to understand the ramifications of what he’s saying. “Yes, Sir.”
Eli smirks against my stomach then drags his tongue from my core to my clit.
I buck my hips, but he hooks his hands around my thighs, keeping me open for him to devour. And devour he does.
The first orgasm comes on quick, pleasure coiling tight inside of me as Eli sucks on my clit until I burst.
“Thank you, Eli,” I pant.
A wicked smile. His face gleaming with my arousal. “You’re welcome, kitten.”
Eli dives back down, sucking and licking and nipping at my lower lips. After another orgasm, I’m too sensitive for more but he keeps going.
Jude and Oz join in, drawing my nipples into their mouths and biting down, stroking their fingers over my scars.
Eli circles his tongue around my clit and I writhe on the bed, unsure whether I want to grind against his face or pull away.
Their touch is overwhelming, my senses in hyperdrive as they play with me. Sweat dampens my skin. Heat flushes through me, the world shifting out of focus as I come once more.
“Thank you, Eli.” My voice is dazed and sated. I’ve gone from feeling nothing to feeling everything at once.
I’ve lost track of how many times Eli’s pushed me over that edge when River leans over me and lowers his lips to my ear.
“Good girls say thank you on their knees.”
My already throbbing core clenches. Oz and Jude help lift me up and lower me to my knees at the foot of the bed. My heated body welcomes the cool wood against my legs.
Eli stands in front of me and brushes away the tangled hair stuck to my face. He presses his thumb against my bottom lip, dragging it down. “Open for me, pretty girl.”
I do as he says, and he brackets my head with his hands.
“I’m going to go deep and I’m not going to stop. Tap my thigh if you need out, okay?”
I nod.
My jaw aches as Eli spreads my lips with his hard cock. He does as he warned, thrusting all the way to the back of my throat and then farther.
My eyes widen. I choke on his length, my hands grabbing onto his thighs. I try to pull back but he holds me tight. “Don’t fight it. Stay with me.”
Tears blur my eyes. My head spins.
“That feeling right now. That burn in your throat. That need to breathe. It means you’re alive, Freya. You. Are. Alive.” He thrusts into me with each word then holds still and locks his eyes onto mine. “So, you better damn well start living.”
My chest screams for oxygen. Stars flicker in my eyes. Just as I’m about to pass out he pulls back and I gasp, gulping down precious air.I’m alive.
I’m alive.
Eli strokes my hair, giving me a moment to recover before fisting the curls in his hand and fucking my throat.
