Page 59 of Consume Me


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“Nick?”Dylan barked in a gravelly voice.

“Fuck yes,” Nick hissed, digging his fingers into my hips, maniacally thrusting his entire length into my ass.

“Now, kitten.Shatter for us.Shatter hard!”

As if his roared command possessed my soul, I let the orgasm’s fury consume me.

My muscles seized, compressing around their driving shafts in rippling spasms, as screams of rapture tore my throat.Exploding from the annihilating crescendo splintering through me, their feral cries scorched my flesh as they followed me over.But instead of riding the crest and coming down, their driving cocks sent me soaring even higher.

“Again!”Nick growled.“Come again, our sweet, insatiable slut.”

As a second, equally brutal orgasm crashed through me, an inhuman cry sailed off my lips.Spasms wracked my tunnels, milking the last ropes of come from their shafts.

Slowly sliding back to earth, I collapsed over Dylan’s slick chest as aftershocks twitched and fluttered.Long minutes passed before our breathing evened out, and Nick gently eased from my ass.After climbing off the bed, he headed toward the bathroom while Dylan wrapped his arm around my waist and rolled me onto my side.Still coupled to his rigid shaft, he smoothed away the strands of hair stuck to my sweat-soaked face before pressing a kiss to my lips so reverent and tender, tears stung my eyes.

When Nick returned, Dylan eased from inside me with a groan, then strode to the bathroom while Nick gently cleaned me up.As he climbed into bed, I curled in close against his side and rested my head on his chest.Neither of us said a word.We didn’t have to.For the first time, I could read his emotions as clearly as he could mine.

Content.Happy.Satisfied.

As I released a soft sigh, Nick chuckled.“My sentiments exactly.”

Seconds later, Dylan joined us before meshing me between their warm bodies.I nuzzled Nick’s neck like a sated kitten before their tandem snores vibrated my body.After the intensity of our carnal workout, I should have been sleeping as well, but I couldn’t shut my brain off.The events at the diner wouldn’t stop spooling through my brain.

Easing out from beneath their heavy limbs, I carefully crawled out of bed and padded from the room.Snagging the blanket off the couch, I wrapped it around me before starting a fire, then strolled to the kitchen and fixed a cup of tea.

Seated on the couch in front of the roaring fire, I sipped from my mug while my mind continued to whirl.This fantasy world we’d created was beyond anything I’d ever imagined.But reality, like sand in an hourglass, was slipping closer and closer by the second.In a few hours, Nick and Dylan would head out in the quest to kill Bambi, then return.After sharing another few hours of our incredible power exchange, we’d say our goodbyes and go our separate ways.

Tears stung my eyes.

Walking away from both amazing men was going to be the hardest thing I’d ever had to do.They’d stolen my heart; it belonged to them now, and I didn’t want to contemplate how dark the coming days would be.

It was my own fault for falling in love with them.Though they’d never promised me anything more than they’d delivered, my hopelessly romantic heart was going to be shattered.Even though I knew there was zero chance of a happy ending with Dylan and Nick, I’d let the fairy tale take over all logic.I’d let naiveté get the best of me, and now I had to pay the price.

The experience at the diner rolled through my head again.And the bleak realization that our ménage relationship would be scorned by nearly everyone.Even, if by some miracle, Nick and Dylan wanted to forge a long-distance relationship, my skin wasn’t thick enough to keep the insults and disapproving looks from slicing me to pieces.

But it was more than that.I wasn’t capable of slaying their demons.Nick was still dealing with Paige and the wounds she’d left on his heart.And Dylan was still struggling with the horrors of war.While I knew all about artifacts and ancient cultures, I didn’t know squat about healing the human psyche.Besides, I was clearly fucked up way worse than either of them.Why else would I be sitting alone in the middle of the night letting pointless scenarios spin through my brain?If I’d stuck to my plan and guarded my heart from the beginning, I wouldn’t be worrying about leaving them.

While I didn’t completely understand what Dylan and Nick gained by sharing me, I knew the way they fed off one another when we made love felt like the most natural thing in the world.But after being a part of that connection, I didn’t know if I could ever be happy with just one man again.What I really wanted were the two Doms snoring in the other room.

“If I had a magic wand, none of us would ever have to say goodbye,” I whispered, wiping a tear from my cheek.

Though it was a cold, hard depressing fact, I wasn’t a magician.

Instead of mourning what I couldn’t have, I started counting my blessings.

I was lucky Nick and Dylan had rescued me after the accident.And even luckier they brought life to the submissive within me.And though it was going to end in goodbye, my life would be richer and fuller because of them.I simply hoped gratitude would sustain me in the empty days ahead.

As another tear slid down my cheek, I closed my eyes and inhaled a ragged breath, then tried to welcome the familiarity of being alone.This quiet space where I could process my thoughts without confessing every emotion to be scrutinized like an all-you-can-eat-buffet for my insecurities was what I was accustomed to.It was familiar, but oh, how I was going to miss them.Swiping away another tear, I took a sip of tea.Though the ache within was inescapable, I had to come up with a plan to ensure I came out the other side of this with my sanity.

After long hours of joyriding my mental merry-go-round—which was not fun—I still hadn’t come up with a painless exit strategy.With a heavy sigh, I closed the glass fireplace doors, then crept back to bed.Neither of them stirred as I snuggled between their rugged bodies.

Moonlight spilled through the window, illuminating Nick’s face.Staring at him, I drank in every inch of his gorgeous tawny features.Memorized the fine lines at the corner of his eyes, the dark thick lashes caressing his cheeks, and the masculine arch of his full, broad lips.I could still taste his kiss.It took all my willpower not to trace his exotic cheekbone or thread my fingers through his silky hair.

Dylan snorted then turned on his side, wrapping a thick arm around my waist.Turning my head, I studied his features, too.He was every bit as blindingly beautiful as Nick.I knew Dylan’s heart-stopping dimple and his blue, intoxicating eyes would haunt my dreams forever.

I had one more night to spend with them…just one.

It wasn’t enough.

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