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His words make me bristle, and I look over my shoulder narrowing my eyes at him.Fucking cockwomble!
My ire is short lived, as he reaches down and begins to rub the lube round my puckered hole sending tendrils of heady pleasure reaching over me. I squirm and groan, my head falling back down and my eyes rolling. I’m so sensitive after the others, it’s almost too much. I never used to enjoy anal play, but with these guys, I can't get enough.
I push back as his thumb starts to enter me, the intrusion feeling so damn good a low keen leaves my lips and my fingers curl into the mattress. He pumps in and out a few times, his other hand reaching round, his fingers circling my over sensitive clit.
I'm mewling like a fucking kitten under his touch, and when he pulls his thumb out and starts pushing his lubed up dick into me, I groan like an animal, my knuckles going white.
“Jesus fucking Christ,” he hisses as he bottoms out, hips flush with my seat bones. “The boys said you were tight, but, fuck. Your ass is like a fucking vise.”
He starts to move in and out of me, and the sounds that I make, well, I'd be embarrassed if it didn't feel so good. Like an electric pulse deep inside my very being is sparking. Moving one hand from my hip, he wraps his fingers round my hair and pulls me upright so my back is arched, against his front, my tits pushed out.
His pace speeds up, as he plays with my clit relentlessly, and I buck, crying out, my nails carving lines into the arm holding my hair. The pleasure is overwhelming in the best way, and I begin to shake with the force of my impending orgasm.
“Ash…” I plead, almost crying with the need to come again. One of my hands tangles in his hair, holding hard as he keeps up a punishing pace.
“Open your eyes, and look at them, Princess,” he growls out. “Look at what you do to them.”
And I do as he says, opening my eyes to see Loki, Jax, and Kai in front of us, watching with hungry eyes, all with hard dicks in their hands, seeking their own release.
The sight of these beautiful guys coming undone whilst looking at me, tips me over the edge, into a breath stealing, earth shattering orgasm. My vision whites out, and my whole body goes rigid, as wave upon wave of pleasure washes over me, until I can barely hold myself upright.
I feel the warm liquid of my release gush out of me, soaking the mattress underneath, as Ash pulls out and coats my arse with ropes of hot cum.
“Lilly, fuck!” he exclaims roughly, before we both collapse, his hard body covered in sweat and draped over mine. I hear the other guys curse as they, too, find their climaxes, but I'm too boneless to even lift my head to see.
We lay like that panting, whilst the universe rights itself once more. I can't move a single muscle, my eyes closed, so I don't protest when strong arms pick me up, cradling me against a warm, firm chest. I manage to lift my head enough to look up and am surprised to see that it's Ash carrying me.
“Told you I could handle you all,” I croak out, my voice hoarse from my pleasure filled screaming.
He pauses, his grey eyes meeting mine as he looks down at me, and I get lost in their spiralling depths. There are so many emotions churning in them, it's hard to see what he's feeling. What he's thinking.
“It's not just our dicks you have to handle, Princess, though you did that beautifully,” he adds, a rare smile lifting his lips. It transforms his cold beauty into something awe-inspiring and my breath hitches at the sight. “We're all broken, fucked up, in one way or many. None of us are going upstairs when we die. I just…” he trails off, and there's frustration in his gaze and the skin round his beautiful lips is tight. “I just don't want to drag you down too.”
He looks away, his face pained, all hard lines and sharp angles.
“Hey,” I whisper, my hand coming to cup his chiseled jaw, turning his gaze back to me. “I'm broken too. I've been to Hell, and I'm not sure I ever left. I don’t need angels, or knights in shining armour. And you don’t need a sheltered innocent princess.”
His churning gaze stays on mine, and I try to let him see the pain that lives in my soul, the shattered pieces slowly turning to ash. Well, they were before I came here...I let the jagged edges show in my eyes so that he can see that I'm just as fragmented as them.
He brings his forehead to mine, heaving a sigh, his warm breath tickling my face.
“Let's get you cleaned up, Princess,” he eventually says, raising his head and walking us into a waterfall shower. Being true to his word, he cleans me up, lavishing me with all of the care and attention as if I am in fact the princess he calls me and he is my very own dark knight.
Chapter Twenty-Three
LILLY
The next few days pass by in a blur of messing round with the guys in the pool and hot tub, watching movies, and playing card games, which I officially suck at. I also have some epic Disney marathons with Loki’s sisters, which are made funnier by the guys joining us, then getting told off for groaning at the admittedly ridiculous princes.
It is the early hours of Thursday morning, and I wake up in a cold sweat, shaking with a bone deep fear. Red ribbons twirl round my mind as I sit up, and looking round, I notice that the bed is cold and empty.
That explains the nightmare then,I think, rubbing my eyes with trembling hands. Before arriving at Highgate, I couldn't go a night without waking up screaming, visions of drowning in a sea of blood swirling in my mind, and a soul destroying terror taking root in my heart. Apart from one night, when the guys were away and Loki woke me up from my nightmare, I've not slept by myself without Loki or Jax by my side, since arriving. I'd be a fucking idiot not to make the connection between that and my dreams coming back to haunt me.
Swinging my legs over the side of the bed, I scoop up a huge black t-shirt from the floor, slipping it on over my naked body. I'm engulfed in the warm citrus scent of Jax as it falls all round me, ending at mid-thigh. The guy is seriously big, and wearing his clothes is like a comforting hug, and I can’t help wrapping my arms round myself, even though the heating is obviously on as the air is warm.
I head to the door, planning to go downstairs and find the guys, there's no way I'm getting back to sleep without one of them holding me close. I'd be scared of that, of how dependent it feels, but I promised myself a fresh start. A new me. And I refuse to be scared of these feelings.
I pad down the stairs on bare feet, intending to make my way to the basement, when I see light coming from one of the sitting rooms. I can hearDevil Like Meby Akine playing softly, the lyrics haunting and my heartbeat becomes sluggish with a sense of dread as I creep closer and peer round the doorway. I see Loki, Ash, and Kai sitting there, dressed head to toe in black and all sporting glasses filled with amber liquid.
