Page 131 of Anywhere

My arms were lifted over my head as we rolled so I was on my back. My legs naturally parted, and the pressure of his body only made me frantic for more. I wiggled my hips under him and felt what could only be his manhood pressing against me right where I wanted him. It felt like I needed him to complete what my body was craving. I tried to press down into the sensation, and he closed his eyes.

He was fighting to hold off, yet his hips shifted and ground against me. The head of his peen rubbed as his hand would, and my back arched. Moaning, I shamelessly begged for more. The spark of magic formed between us was a raging fire throughout my body. The sensation made me not care about the consequences. All that mattered was completing the act, making us one, and giving my body what it craved.

“Fuck, Eley, fuck. Yer drivin me mad. I should move away, but….” Rhys didn’t finish what he was saying before he kissed me again. The firm hold on my wrists kept my body from inching down so he could slip inside me.

“Don’t you fucking dare, you cocksucker,” Rook growled.

Rhys and I jumped at Rook’s harsh voice, and we turned our heads to look at him.

“Don’t you two fucking look at me like that. I know what you were about to do. After the lecture I got from Rhys about preserving your virginity, you two don’t get to fuck shit up now. Besides, Rhys, you’d hate yourself afterward,” Rook said, and I could feel Rhys reining himself in as he pulled away.

“Please. Me body be on fire,” I ached all over.

“Don’t worry, I plan on making you come. Get up here and sit on my face,” Rook growled, his eyes commanding.

Rhys shifted off of my body. I sat up, and he grabbed the edge of the T-shirt, lifting it over my head to toss aside. I wasn’t sure what Rook meant by sit on his face, and Barry was not too impressed when I nudged him awake. With a dirty look, he jumped off the bed and buried himself in the discarded shirt.

“I no’ sure what yer wantin’,” I said.

Rook shifted so he was in the centre of the large bed.

“Face that way.” He pointed towards his feet. “But straddle my face.” He tapped my knee to demonstrate where he wanted it to be. I felt his tongue down there before and could picture what he wanted. I shivered with anticipation.

Rhys slipped off the bed, and a whimper left my mouth.

“Dinnie worry. I’ma comin’ back,” he said. He opened a drawer and pulled out a bottle and one of the silver eggs I saw in the strange sex dungeon back at Injebrek.

I straddled Rook the way he wanted and watched as Rhys poured a clear liquid on the silver thing and groaned as he pressed it into his arse. I was about to ask what he was doing when Rook’s hands pulled me down harder. My body jerked as both pleasure, and the connection ripped through my body.

I yelled and arched my back as Rook’s tongue performed the same magic as the other night.

My eyes were drawn to Rhys, and I couldn’t help feasting on the sight of him naked and excited. The tattoos travelling down his sides to his hips were arousing in the moonlight shining through the window. He crawled on the bed and pulled the blankets off Rook.

Rook lifted his hips so Rhys could take off the soft bottoms he wore, but his tongue never let up. I was already panting heavily, and my hands gripped my breasts and began to pinch my nipples in time to his swirling tongue.

“Ya sure yer up for dis?” Rhys asked .

Rook broke contact with a growl.

“I’m fucking sure of it. Put my cock in your mouth already,” Rook demanded.

Rhys smiled widely and gripped Rook in his hand. This was an entirely new experience. I wondered how the three of us would even work. It wasn’t something that was discussed back in the coven. They stayed away from men at all costs. The idea of lying with two of them at the same time was unheard of and horrifying.

I watched as Rhys’s tongue teased the top of Rook’s cock, as he called it. A tingling started in my body, and I knew I was getting close to that special cliff that would end with a rush like nothing else.

“Oh my,” I said, as much about the nearing orgasm as watching Rook’s large cock disappear into Rhys’s mouth.

It was too much for my senses to handle all at once, and I yelled as I came. The wave of release crashed through my body and demanded the attention of all my senses. I closed my eyes, my mouth hanging open in a silent scream. The magic didn’t let up. It danced higher inside of me as it pushed for more. The golden spell I saw and felt before spiralled around the room as Rook groaned and gripped my hips tighter.

Rook didn’t relent as he feverishly licked at my womanhood. Each flick of his tongue created chaos. I wanted more, and it was far too much at the same time. Rook’s fingers would tighten around my hips, holding me in place whenever I moved away to take a much-needed deep breath. The swirling magic around the room glowed and throbbed in time with my body like it was attached to the blood pounding hard within me.

Slumping forward, I braced myself on Rook’s chest.

“Ya be wantin’ me ta move?” I asked as soon as my brain could figure out words. I never wanted to move. I wanted to sit here and have him do that again and again.

His voice was deep and rough as he spoke. “No, we’re going to play a game tonight.” Rook’s words ended with a groan as Rhys moved faster on his cock.

“A game?”