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I don't take my eyes off Kai as he leisurely strolls towards me, completely naked and with a confident grin on his face. His ‘jewellery’happens to be a Jacob's fucking Ladder piercing along the underside of his impressive dick, creating a ridge that I am just dying to feel inside me.
I don’t know what they feed these boys, but whatever it is, gives them perfect cocks!
He comes down the steps on the side of the pool into the water and makes his way over. When he reaches us, he stops beside me, and like Jax, he kisses me full on the lips. Unlike Jax's claiming kiss, Kai's is a slow and sensual exploration of my mouth, his tongue massaging mine, making my toes curl and a moan sound low in my throat.
He pulls away, ending our connection, but keeps his amber eyes locked on mine, a fire within his setting them alight. He's not been with all of us like this before, never been present when it's been myself, Loki, and Jax, and wasn't at the party that night with Ash.
As if reading my mind, he smiles gently, yet with a fierce look in his eyes, saying in a husky voice, “I'm all in, Lilly.” He holds my gaze for a moment longer, then settles on the other side of Loki and me on the bench seat.
Three down...I look up to see Ash still fully clothed.
“Ash?” I ask, somehow feeling that this moment is what it comes down to. This is important if we're to explore... whatever this is between us.
He stands there, holding my gaze in those inscrutable steel eyes of his, not giving anything away. After what feels like a lifetime, he starts to unbutton his shirt, revealing his gorgeous ink covered chest. I slump in Loki's arms, which tighten round me as if he knows how important it was for me that Ash joined us too.
As Ash turns to set his now folded shirt on one of the loungers, I gasp, my breath stilling in my lungs. His entire back is covered with the face of a skull, and it's the most beautiful thing I've ever seen. It reminds me of the Day of the Dead sugar skulls, as it's covered in black patterns and mandalas. It's impossible to trace all of the swirls and whorls of black ink, but in moments he's turned back round and is facing me again.
I'm left reeling as he unbuckles his black leather belt, and unzips his pressed slacks, stepping out and laying them on the lounger with his shirt. His dress shoes are already there on the tiles in front. His pants and socks are next, again neatly placed on the pile.
When he straightens up I get a view of his beautiful, sinful body. Unlike Loki’s angelic beauty, Ash never fell from Heaven. He's always ruled over Hell, with a cruel beauty and an iron fist.What I wouldn't give to see him lose a bit of that control.
Like the others, he makes his way over to us, stepping in and wading through the water to just behind me and to one side. He grabs my chin in a tight grip, forcing my head to bend at an awkward angle to meet his.
“I hope you know what you've got yourself into, Princess,” he warns in a voice as dark as the night's sky. “We don't always play nice, and we've never shared before, so here's hoping you can handle us.” His bright grey eyes are searching mine, seeking out an answer.
I give a brief nod, as much as his fingers allow. He holds me trapped in his gaze for a moment longer before leaning down and devastating me with his kiss.
Ash kisses me like I'm the answer to all of his prayers, and as if he's been searching his whole life for me. At the same time, it’s almost as if he's trying to drink in my soul, and absorb all my light, leaving only darkness. He leaves me wrecked and shaking as he steps away and sits down further away but still on the bench seat.
Loki gently guides my face back to him, bringing me back with his tenderness. “You okay, baby?” he asks, and I know he would stop, hell, all of them would if I said so.
I nod, unable to speak as excitement and pure sizzling lust rushes through me. They're all here, we're all together like this, and it feels so fucking right, like it was always meant to be this way. I can't explain it, but I know deep down that this is where I belong. Where we all belong.
“Good,” Loki says, his smile making my insides tighten and reminding me that he's been patiently waiting. “Now ride me, they're all watching,” he commands, a hint of laughter in his eyes.
“Yes, sir,” I say cheekily, noticing the flare of heat in his gaze at the submissive term.
He urges me off his lap, using the seat to get out of the pool, then holds a hand out to help me up too.
He places the folded towel Jax bought over on the edge of the pool, then sits back down on it, his feet dangling in the water. He pulls me down into his lap once more, my knees on either side of his hips and cushioned by the towel.
Grabbing the condom packet that Jax so kindly left for us, he opens it and slides the rubber along his still very much erect cock. The contrast of his hot, warm body in front of me, with the cool air of the room, has my nipples pebbling to hard aching points.
I grab the base of him, lining him up to my already slick core and sinking slowly down, taking him all the way inside with a groan of pleasure. Once my body is flush with his, I begin to move my hips, teasingly grinding down on him, whilst my hands rest on his shoulders for support. His fingers are grasping my hips, digging in and showing me exactly how he likes it, as he begins to move me up and down making us both moan loudly.
“Fuck, Loki,” I gasp as he hits a particular sweet spot inside of me again and again.
I can feel the burn of my orgasm begin already, filling my body with flickers of electric fire. Having the others here and watching is a major turn on. It’s this knowledge that makes me come harder than I thought was possible. I scream my release, digging my nails into Loki's shoulders, as wave upon wave of blissful pleasure tears through me, leaving me weightless and floating.
“Oh...goddamn, Lilly, ” he huskily groans.
I feel Loki's hands tighten on my hips as he pounds into me hard from below, then he too finds his climax, roaring my name, his head bowing to rest on my shoulder.
We stay that way, gripping tightly to each other as we come down from our high.
“My turn,” Jax rumbles behind me, his voice so deep and gruff, it causes shivers to run down my spine, and Loki groans when my inner walls clench round him.
I look up at the sound of swishing water, to see Jax pulling himself out of the pool next to us. He lifts me off of Loki, making a sound of protest leave my lips at the loss of Loki’s still semi hard length. Turning me in his arms, he carries me bridal style across the tiles.
