In the armchair, Obi looked like a god on his throne, but I knewIwas the one being worshipped. I was the one holding all the power.
He stood slowly, unbuckling his pants like he wanted to torture me even more.
“Flip her, Ryu,” he commanded.
A mixture of soft and rough hands moved me to my back, and then Ryu slammed back inside me. Obi stood over me, stroking himself. Their busy hands, Ryu’s cock, and the sight of Obi’s thick length had me right at the edge.
“Come.” Obi’s voice was firm.
I could do nothing but obey. I screamed when the orgasm ripped through me, more violent than any I’d ever felt before. Dizziness made the room spin. My vision went dark.
I was floating.
My mind was blissfully blank.
Tethered to reality, but not.
A firm grip on my chin grounded me while I struggled to catch my breath.
Seconds later, ropes of Obi’s cum splattered on my chest, marking me.
“A promise is a promise,” he murmured against my lips before he kissed me softly. “You did so well for us. Our goddess.”
I smiled, barely able to keep my eyes open. My body was exhausted. My legs were sore. I was slipping into sleep just laying there.
“Caspian—”
“I’m on it,” he replied just before two hands picked me up. Myhead pressed against Cas’s chest while he carried me through the penthouse.
I slipped in and out of consciousness while they bathed me, cleaned me up, and tucked me back into bed. The numbing cold I’d become used to disappeared with the press of their warm bodies on all sides.
That was exactly what I needed. I was trying to keep it together, but the stress ofeverythingbearing down on us was chipping away at me. Obi noticed and took control. Ryuji’s silly promise was just a convenient excuse.
With all of them, I didn’t have to worry. We’d figure it out.
I’d never felt safer and happier than when all six of us fell asleep on that massive bed.
49
WYNN
As usual, I woke up just after sunrise despite how late we’d all been up the night before. I snuck out of the big bed, leaving everyone else minus Obi asleep. Obi was already gone, likely in the library or his room. Ciel and Cas were wrapped up with Leona, and Ryuji slept on the other side with his back turned.
Rather than stay in bed, I went down to the gym. I still needed to get stronger. I wasn’t back to my old self yet, but I was getting close.
The gym was quiet. My thoughts strayed to the night before, and how it was the first time I’d been with Leona since prior to the kidnapping. It had been amazing, but now, guilt permeated my every muscle. Ryuji was right about everything. I didn’t deserve her or Ciel yet. I had to be better.
An hour later, after finishing the most intense workout I’d been able to do so far, I leaned over to grab a water bottle from the mini-fridge. When my head popped back up, I almost jumped out of my skin.
“Hey,” Ryuji said.
“Jes—What the hell?” I gasped, pressing a hand to my chest. I hadn’t even heard him.
“We need to talk.”
I opened the bottle and took a big drink. “You’re speaking to me now?”
Even though last night had gone well between us, and bringing Leona pleasure as a group would always be my most favorite thing in the world, I knew Ryuji hated me. I didn’t exactly feel like listening to him yell at me again, even though I deserved it, so I turned away and started walking back to the elevator.
