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“Logan, please.” I whimper, lust clouding my mind.
“Say it again,” he growls, stopping at my mound. “Tell me how much you want this.”
“I want you. Now.”
He licks me lazi ly, teasing me like this was his last chance to taste me. His hot breath, his warm tongue, and the feel of his rough fur against my skin have me writhing under him. Logan takes his time, lapping at me before nipping my folds, teasing me mercilessly. His growls vibrate against my core, sending me higher and higher. I grip the sheets, fighting to stay grounded as he sucked more insistently, working me up to another orgasm.
“Logan!”
He drives a finger into me in answer, working me until I’m soft for him before thrusting a second, then third, finger into me. The stretching leaves me breathless and quaking as he sucks on my clit, licking against me faster and faster until stars explode behind my eyelids.
A large rough hand palms my breast, and I see Owain hovering above me. He ducks down and captures my lips into a possessive kiss. “Morning, baby.”
“Hi,” I say, breathy.
“Whatcha doing here?” he asks, as if Logan isn’t feasting between my legs.
“Logan was just playing around.”
“Is he? Well, Logan knows we had a plan for today, and that included making sure you’re fed and strong before fucking you senseless.”
“Aw, but what if we fucked first, then ate, then fucked again?”
“I like that plan,” Mordred says from the doorway. “At any rate, I’m about to push Logan aside, since I could have sworn I get to have Nyx before him.”
Mordred makes good on his claim, easing himself behind me, so I’m sitting against him like he’s a living chair. Logan, undeterred, still has fingers inside me, dragging his tongue in lazy licks over my slit.
“Yes, you do. But really, Doyle is first. Then you. Then Logan and me. Then, finally, Thorn.”
I force myself to focus on their words despite the pleasant distraction Logan is being. “Do I get a say?”
Owain pauses from playing with my nipples. “I suppose. But really, do you care what order your mates fuck you, as long as they all get to?”
“I actually don’t care…so long as it starts now.”
My beautiful orc smiles down at me. “As it happens, the sun is already setting. So now would be a perfect time.
Speak of the devil, Doyle walks through the door. He pauses, taking in the scene, but continues striding toward me. “Looks like I’m just in time.”
“Damn right,” Logan growls. “Minutes later, you would have been kicked to the back of the line.”
“Don’t mind him, he’s cranky and since all his blood is in his dick and not his brain, he doesn’t know how to talk right,” Owain explains.
Mordred cradles me against his body as if he was a living chair. “Our Nyx is ready for you.”
Doyle tilts my chin up toward him. It takes a minute to focus on him. The pleasure gives me a hazy feeling. “There you are,” I said dreamily. “We’ve been waiting.”
A curving smile appears on his face like a crescent moon set in the dark sky. “Far be it from me to keep you waiting any longer.”
Doyle takes me from Mordred’s arms, and promptly runs out of the cabin, and shoots us both into the sky. I giggle at the outraged curses he leaves behind. “I want your first time to be unforgettable,” he tells me.
He locks me in his arms, and with a firm grip on my hip, he angles me up and lines himself up to take me from behind. Even with the warm up from Logan, Doyle fights for each inch, gaining more depth as he works me up and down his length. “There you are, Nyx. Open for me now. You want me inside of you.” His tail wraps around my waist, keeping me secure so his fingers could travel to the juncture of my thighs and play with my clit.
The thrill of being in the air with Doyle, plus being primed by Logan, has already pushed me to the edge. Playing with my clit tips me all the way over.
I can do nothing else but scream. The heady freedom of danger coupled with pleasure trips something in my brain. The riot of orgasms ripples over me from one crashing swell after the other.
Doyle grips me tight, sliding me up and down his well-oiled cock. The strength of him around me makes me yield to the pleasure that grips my body. A growl rips from his chest. His gravelly voice has an edge of desperation to it. As if he too succumbs to his primal instincts. “Yes, that’s it. Milk me with your tight cunt. You will learn the shape and feel of my cock inside of you. All of ours. We will mark you so deep within that you will hunger for us to satisfy you.”
