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Hands changed. I heard bodies shifting, but they were all still touching me. A mouth left my breast, only to be replaced by one with a beard. Now I had Talin and Wraythe torturing me so sweetly. Then the hand between my legs moved lower. Fingers teased my opening, then pressed in. I could feel my own wetness, and he used that to circle my clit again.
I arched into it, pressing my chest deeper into the mouths of men on either side of me. A flick on my clit made my legs shake with pleasure, but it wasn't from one of the men sucking at my nipples. Then he pressed - and it was hard enough to make me groan loudly - before sliding his fingers into me again. He fucked me with his hand, but it wasn't sensual. It also wasn't harsh.
No one had ever teased my body like that before. This man knew exactly what he was doing, but it didn't feel like how my guys had played with me before. Deciding I needed something of my own to play with, so it didn't matter if I was wrong, I made another guess.
"Zeal?" I asked.
The hand immediately withdrew, which meant I'd been wrong. That had been my own partner. Yet when he moved behind me, his hand on my face was gentle, guiding me back so he could reach my lips. This was my Eladehl. My golden one who walked through darkness. I listened as his pants opened, knowing the sound of his belt a little too well, and then he used his thumb to tease my lips apart.
The head of his dick was barely through my mouth before a tongue swept through my folds. It felt like electricity shot up my spine, and I bucked, swallowing Ela in the process. He groaned, shoving a hand against my shoulder to keep me from going too far, but he didn't pull back. Instead, Ela began to rock, but the tongue on my pussy was moving in time.
Wraythe groaned against my chest, and Talin lifted his head. "Fuck," he breathed, which proved that Zeal had finally joined us.
And he felt amazing. I sucked at Ela while Zeal lapped at me. Every flick of his tongue made me want to cry out, but the dick in my mouth muffled the sounds. Ela withdrew slowly, only to slide back in, but I wanted him deeper. I needed something to fill me. I wanted them all, somehow, and this felt so good.
Zeal sucked, so I swallowed. He pressed and I used my tongue to tease Ela. Then Zeal pushed his fingers inside my body and I forgot to think about anything at all. He worked me, and I gave in completely, so Ela began to pump a little harder. The angle was strange, feeling different each time he reached the back of my throat, but that was ok. It made me feel sexy, laid out before them so all of my men could take their pleasure.
This was what it meant to be chosen. My god drove me higher and my partner took advantage of it. Talin and Wraythe teased me, alternating between my breasts, my belly, and sometimes Talin kissed my throat just as Ela pushed his way in. The pressure made me even more aware of the cock I was swallowing. Just like this, I was theirs.
That was the power of this position, and I had it all. They wanted me, and I was letting each of them have a taste. From the god fucking me with his fingers and tongue, to the man thrusting into my mouth so tenderly, they couldn't hold themselves back and I couldn't stop them. I didn't need to think at all, just feel every single thing they gave me, over and over, as the pressure slowly built.
"Nari," Ela breathed, sounding like he was pleading.
I tried to take even more of him. Not because he needed it, but because I wanted to prove that I could - but I was wrong. I'd reached the ends of my restraints. He still felt the attempt so pushed a little deeper, then again, until I felt him throbbing in my throat, spilling out his pleasure. I swallowed, trying to take it all, but Ela withdrew.
Then he lifted the blindfold, those dark eyes waiting to find mine. "I want to hold you when you come," he whispered, easing my head up so I could see the man between my knees.
It was Zeal, but where he touched me, dark lines spread across my skin. Each time his tongue flicked, they seemed to pulse in time with the pleasure shooting up my nerves. I wanted to grab his head, to hold him against me, and to ride his face a little harder, but I couldn't. I was still tied.
The thought barely crossed my mind before Zeal pressed his fingers even deeper into me. He brought me right to the edge of too much, and then eased off, taunting me with each touch. His mouth was so warm, his tongue driving me wild, but the sight of a god with his face buried between my legs was nothing short of glorious.
"Look at that," Ela whispered beside my ear. "His lace on your body. Your juices on his face. Those eyes of his..."
Zeal looked up, his gaze meeting mine, but his mouth didn't stop. On my right, Talin lifted his hand to tease my breast again, which made Wraythe do the same on the other side, but they were all watching the same thing I was.
Zeal was magnificent. He was beauty made into flesh and temptation made whole. Every time he touched me, it felt so good. I wanted to cry out, but I wouldn't risk letting my eyes close. Instead, I held his gaze and took it all. Every spot on my body was overwhelmed. I couldn't tell if the sensations came from my nipples, my pussy, or my clit. The pleasures had blended together into something indescribable. Ela's fingers against the side of my neck held my face toward Zeal's, and I could feel my partner's breath on my cheek.
This was us. This was what I wanted. I'd given my body to my god to be used, and he was finally taking it. My fingers clenched into fists. My hips bucked, refusing to stay still, and Zeal just drove me higher than I'd ever been before. I kept waiting for that peak, that point where my pleasure would be too much to take, but he found a way to make it just a bit better.
Then he curled his fingers and pressed, just as his lips sucked hard at my clit. My thighs tensed, my back arched, and my body jerked hard enough to strain the ropes holding me in place as the most intense orgasm of my life claimed me. Time became meaningless and pleasure was the only thing I knew. I felt my throat strain with the cry of passion, but I didn't care. Reality was no longer important. This was bliss in such a pure form that I could barely even comprehend it. My body simply shuddered, riding the pulses of my orgasm until I could finally think again.
I was gasping for breath. Talin and Wraythe were holding me. Ela dropped to release the ropes around my ankles. Zeal simply turned to kiss the inside of my thigh, sending another swirl of darkness away from his touch, but the lace faded as fast as it formed.
"You are the one temptation that not even I can resist," he said softly, just as my legs were released. Then he leaned closer and pressed a hand to the lace that radiated across my hips. "So you should not pay for your own. When you wake, you will no longer be sore."
"Zeal..." I tried.
He just smiled at me. "Learn the pleasures of your flesh first. We have time, my Chosen." Then he leaned in and kissed me.
His tongue slipped through my lips, not caring that Ela's dick had just been there, but his hand never left the lowest part of my belly. I could feel the warmth of it even as he tried to distract me, and his lips curled in response.
"You no longer have to speak to pray to me," he breathed against my lips. "I always hear you, my Chosen. And I think you've passed this lesson well." He leaned back, his eyes falling on Ela. "So did you. Trust yourself. This is your darkness. You can walk through it, because the light is on the other side."
Wraythe reached up to press his hand against Ela's hip - the only thing he could reach from his position beside me. "I told you that you wouldn't hurt her."
Talin just leaned in to press his head against my stomach. "I think we need to play this game a lot more." But he was looking at Zeal. "And as far as I'm concerned, you're always welcome."
"I'm good with it," Ela said.
