Page 67 of No Rest For Wicked


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“Magnífico.” Nic’s smooth voice is suddenly closer, the cloud of lust and hunger weighing heavily over my mind.

His hand skims softly over the globes of my ass, my body starting to relax from his touch alone. I barely register his hand moving away before a stinging sensation follows the loss of contact. I groan as fire spreads from the smack, flowering out and evolving into a need so strong that my arms almost give out.

My hips jerk as a ripping sound fills the air, my core now exposed to the room. The cool air a direct contrast to the heat between my legs. His strong, nimble fingers skim through my folds, the moisture between my legs obvious as he teases softly over my clit.

“Yes, I do think she’s quite ready.” I rock my hips into his touch, but he retreats before I can get the pressure I need. A whine leaves my throat, but Nic merely tuts. “Patience,mi vida.”

His aura retreats, and whatever the guys communicate, they do it wordlessly. Kai’s vibrations press in, and the next thing I feel is his warm breath over my core, followed by a rush of cold as he blows over my folds. His hands grip my hips, holding me open, as his tongue finally makes contact with my sensitive skin. He plays with me, swirling around my clit and leaving me gasping and moaning as I press back against his touch, begging for relief. Yet, he always stays just out of reach.

“Do you want to cum, Wicked girl?” He pulls back, the teasing lilt to his voice causing another surge of desire to wash through me.

“Yes! Yes, please!” The words leave my throat on a gasp, but instead of giving me what I’m begging for, he simply leaves. “Stop fucking teasing me!”

“You don’t give the orders here, Izabella. You’d do well to remember that.” Nic tuts once more as Kai’s aura backs away, quickly to be replaced by Ezra.

He picks me up with ease and lays back on the bed with me above him. His mouth finds mine and I return his kiss with fervor, my tongue tangling with his in a dance of passion and devotion. I roam my hands over his large chest and arms, my core clenching in need, begging to be filled.

Just like Ezra always does, he gives me what I need. His massive cock nudges at my entrance and he circles it, spreading my juices around until I’m practically dripping over him. Then he starts to push in. Compensating for his size, he slowly enters me, inch by inch. Drawing out slowly, then moving in further. Leaving me a panting, moaning mess as sweat coats my skin.

Fireworks go off behind the darkness of my eyes as he fully sheathes himself inside of me, the feeling both invigorating and destructive. I swivel my hips a few times, bolts of lightning shooting up and down my spine as he follows the movements, each thrust brushing harder against different hot spots inside of me.

Another set of hands reaches around, drawing me to a sitting position, and turning my head until I’m facing them. Kai’s lips find mine and I open to allow him in as his hand grips my throat. Tighter and tighter he holds, until I can barely breathe through the pressure. And that’s when Ezra starts thrusting. Deep and hard, Kai pushes me down to meet him after every retreat. My body sings for them, electricity lighting up my limbs and setting every nerve ending on fire. Just when I think I’m about to fall over the edge, they stop in tandem as a cold pressure against my back entrance sends me rigid.

“Relax, baby.” Kai’s hand pushes me down until I’m laying flat on Ezra’s chest, his fingers still probing and teasing my back entrance.

His digits are slick and cold with lube, but as he sticks them in, I can only moan when a spark of heat billows straight up my spine. His fingers withdraw, quickly replaced by something larger, and I breathe deeply as he starts to press in. Willing every part of my body to relax, it still doesn’t stop the pinch of pain as he breaches the entrance.

Both Ezra and Kai rub gentle strokes down my spine until I am malleable putty between them, my skin flushing as Kai pushes deeper and deeper. Every inch he pushes in pulls another gasp from my throat, until I’m nothing but a moaning, quivering mess. It feels like it takes forever to get there, but all three of us groan when I’m fully seated between them.

It’s like nothing I’ve ever felt before. I’m so full. They’re so deep. They’re everywhere.

“Good girl. I knew you could do it.” Kai whispers the words directly in my ear before he pulls me back upright by my throat. I scream out as they reach new, deeper parts of me, sending waves of desire coursing through my body.

Placing my hands on Ezra’s chest to keep myself upright, I swivel my hips experimentally, following the feelings it brings. It’s almost too much. It’s almost too good. Every part of me from the inside out is an inferno of pleasure and insanity. They take control of my movements, Kai moving me by the hold on my throat while Ezra uses my hips.

I’ve lost my mind. I’ve lost all sense of awareness. I’m nothing but the feelings they bring.

I grab behind me at Kai’s hair as Ezra’s hands find my clit, pressing down just hard enough that it immediately shoves me towards the edge. My body goes as taut as a bowstring, then I’m screaming. Explosions erupt within me, wave after wave of oblivion sweeping through me like a storm of release.

They don’t stop as I start to come down, they simply continue to hammer into me at an unforgiving pace. It’s so good–so much. It’s almost painful. But I submit to it anyway.

As they continue their movements, I feel a third set of hands grab my jaw. “Open up,mi vida.” And I do. Immediately. I’m salivating for it. Following his direction, he leans me forward, my tits swaying against Ezra’s chest. His thumb hooks into my mouth and I instinctively suck his digit, showing him exactly what I can do with my tongue. His masculine groan joins the rest of ours before he pulls it out, replacing it with something far bigger.

I open wide, letting him in deep, and just like that we’re all connected as one. I groan around his cock, massaging my tongue along the underside as he pistons in and out as Kai and Ezra pick up the pace. Giving as much as I can take, I earn his grunts and rumbles of approval one after another.

I grab his hips, relaxing my throat, letting him set whatever pace he wants. And he does not disappoint. All three men are animals as they thrust into me over and over. I’m spinning into a cloud of lust, the intoxicating fervor of us all chasing pleasure together.

It’s not a race, it’s a dance. Beautiful and blinding.

Their hips do not falter. Punishing, yet loving.

Kai is the first to lose control, his hips jerking once. Twice. Then he stills, his hot release coating my insides before he’s falling to the side with a groan. Ezra takes the opportunity to lift me up, pulling me off Nic’s cock, before he’s setting me on the bed on my hands and knees. Nic moves in behind me, immediately thrusting straight to the hilt as I cry out. Ezra grabs my hair, lifting my head and I open for him.

He’s bigger than Nic, so I can’t take him as deeply, but he doesn’t seem to care. He fucks my mouth like he’s doing me a favor, the swivel of his hips as sure and confident as the man himself always is.

They drill into me from both ends, sometimes together, sometimes one at a time. I fist my hands in the blanket beneath me as I submit to their needs, reveling beneath their attention. I am nothing but a ball of ecstasy being used and tossed between them to sate their own delicious desires, but there’s nowhere else I would rather be. The vortex of bliss is everything I’ve ever dreamed of and more. It’s holy, yet sinful. Addictive and intoxicating.

Then I’m gone. My body erupts with agonizing crests of oblivion. Every inch of my form clenching and unclenching as my mind catapults into the afterlife and tumbles into Heaven.

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