Page 88 of Vengeful Gods


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Well, shit. Hearing those words causes my body to tense up in a rush of excitement laced with uncertainty. Ky’s tongue slowly runs over my aching breast, hovering, waiting to hear my answer. There’s electricity zapping around the room as I try to find the right words in my dazed state.

“Yes, but not in quite a while.” I stammer. My tongue feels too big for my mouth.

“You didn’t enjoy it?” Thorne’s brow creases.

Oh, god. This feels like the worst time to talk about my less-than-stellar experience with past attempts at anal. “It’s not that I didn’t like it…I just don’t think I was prepared very well.” My eyes bounce between him and Ky.

This feels like I’m on stage, under a spotlight…naked.

The wheels in Thorne’s mind turn rapidly. “No one goes near her ass...tonight.” He jabs a finger at Ky and Raven. Part of me exhales a relieved sigh, while the sluttier part of me wails in disbelief.

My Viking gives me a filthy look. One that promises all sorts of devious exploits once we move beyond tonight. Then his weight disappears and he flops back under Raven’s shoulder.

But before I can get too distracted with thoughts of all of these men filling me, Thorne pinches my nipple, eliciting a sharp jolt of pleasure. “Be a good girl and get on your knees. You can worship their cocks since you’re gagging for them.”

And because I really am, I crawl over to where my Viking and my wolf are lounging side by side, looking like sin. I settle myself between Ky’s spread legs and take him in hand. In this light, a faint dimple pops, hidden below his short beard, and it nearly kills me.

What I’m a little less certain of, is how Raven feels in all this. He’s been sitting back quietly, watching everything unfold between the three of us, and all of a sudden, I’m a little unsure. Does he even want me to touch him?

After our experience in the kitchen, caution seems like the best approach.

“He doesn’t bite, baby girl.” Ky’s cock throbs in my hand as I slowly stroke him from root to tip. “Much.” He cheekily adds the last part and I’m preening with satisfaction when that morphs into a deep groan in response to the moment I flatten my tongue and take him in my mouth.

If I’m going to have any chance of taming this wolf, I’d better put on the performance of a lifetime. So I take care of Ky, bobbing and sucking and hollowing my cheeks, while my body incinerates under the heavy weight of both Thorne and Raven watching me put on a show. Both men devour the sight of me naked and hovering on hands and knees over Ky’s cock.

Before long, fingers dig in my hair, and I’m roughly yanked off him. A long line of spit trails between my swollen lips and that unreasonably sexy piercing. How one person can be so hot is criminal. A heady rush engulfs my limbs as it’s Raven who now demands my attention, dragging me over to kneel beside his hips. I hungrily suck him down next.

With me in this position poised above him, he doesn’t have as much dominance as the night in the gardens, but he still fists my hair so tight it stings my scalp. I’m humming with pleasure as his salty taste and masculine scent consume me. The feel of him against my tongue and in the back of my throat at the perfect angle is a powerful thing.

“Ffffuck.” He drags me off him after a while and glares at me with eyes as black as his heart.

“Our perfect little slut who loves being shared.” Ky leans forward and consumes my mouth. Kissing me and experiencing the taste of all of us combined.

But I don’t have time to melt beneath him like he’s tempting me to. The next thing I know, Thorne tugs me back into his lap, cradling me in his powerful arms, and I find myself settled back against his gloriously naked chest.

Clearly, he’s had enough of sharing for the time being.

“You like to watch.” He brushes his hot mouth against the side of my neck.

“Yes.”

“You want to watch them together?”

I’m nodding. Lost to the depths of desire.

“Then get on my cock, Foxglove.”

A shudder ripples through me; there’s no doubt this man could compel me to do pretty much anything at this point in time. He guides me so that I lift up and then sink back down on him, reverse cowgirl style, with my back flush to his chest.

Beside us, the other two are already well on their way to fucking. My Viking is lying on his back, while Raven kneels between his thighs. He’s got a bottle of lube and is pumping his cock and covering Ky’s ass. I’m shivering and so turned on I can’t see straight. Behind me, I hear and feel Thorne’s heavy breathing as his hands roam across my tits and down to my pussy.

“Oh, my god,” I whisper as I watch Raven push Ky’s legs upwards, and he starts to slowly work himself inside. Prepping him first, then adding a second finger. Once he seems satisfied with the writhing, groaning mess he’s reduced Ky to, he begins to gradually press forward with his thick cock.

Time stretches out as I’m transfixed by the sight of these two men together. I’m clenching around Thorne, and we’re both panting as we get a front row seat to enjoy them fucking right beside us. It’s beyond any fantasy. My body is a live wire as every greedy, voyeuristic part of me takes intense pleasure in this moment.

I want that.

I want them…all.

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