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Nico wraps his hand around my neck, holding me straight. “Don’t move for them, Little Krill. You need to take what they’re giving.” Nico drops his other hand onto Holter’s head, pushing him down. Holter’s warm mouth leaves my skin. My breast pops out of his mouth, his lips replaced by Nico’s fingers. He grabs my nipple and holds tension on it. I can’t move. Not with his hand around my neck. It hurts, but I like it. I like it all too much.
Holter pushes against my thighs. “Open up, Belle. I need to taste you. I’m going to taste every last inch of your soft skin.” He sucks my clit into his mouth. I want to throw my head back, but Nico has my neck locked up tight.
Instead, I eke out a squeak. It’s a noise between a plea and ecstasy. My legs are shaking with each lick of his tongue. But I can only look at Nico. He’s in charge. And he’s letting me know. I stare at him, our eyes locked.
“Keep her steady,” Castor says. To who? I don’t know. Nico, Holter? For all I know, there could be a whole darn stadium watching. The only thing I can see is Nico’s amber eyes.
The longer I stare, the more the corners of his mouth turn up. It’s not a smile but close to one.
“Tell me if this is okay,” Castor says from his knees. I moan an affirmative. His finger is warm and slippery when it slides around the rim of my ass. He inches it in a little at a time. “Fuck her with your tongue, Holter. Don’t let her come, though. Not yet.”
I can feel Holter’s smile on my thigh. Like that’s the best freaking idea he’s ever heard of.
With one hand, Castor holds me firmly at the waist while another finger joins his first inside me. They’ve picked up a rhythm now. A rhythm so strong. Nico watches them, leaning in to us.
“I’m so close.” I’m panting.
Nico’s lips are on mine. His hands below my chin are making a necklace. He steals my breath, pulling it from me with each flick of his tongue. I don’t need it. This wasn’t the plan. I need control. But with the three of them assaulting me, my plan is going away. It’s evaporating. Holter sucks and licks me as Castor grips me.
I thread my hands through Nico’s arms to control the kiss.
But he fights back, turning my head sideways, his tongue fucking my mouth. And I’m lost. My mermaid hormones are raging, wanting everything the guys are giving me. Letting Nico have control. Letting them take what they want from me. I hate that I like it. No, I hate that I love it. That I want more. My hips thrust at Holter’s face.
Nico pushes me away. “Get her on the bed.”
I don’t know which one of them he’s talking to. But I feel naked to my soul when Holter and Castor pull away. It’s Castor who picks me up, cradling me to his chest. He gives my puffed, tingling lips a quick kiss before he turns to the bed. And lays me down face up.
But Nico has other ideas. One hand on each ankle, he gives a twist and I flip. My breasts are smashed into the bed. He yanks me down the side of the bed. A hand on each hip, he hoists my hips up so my bent knees support my butt in the air. He smacks my right cheek and spreads them apart. I’m sure he’s going to do what he did the other day. But I didn’t see any tridents around here.
“Your cunt is perfect, Annabelle.” He pushes in with one thrust.
I grunt. Nico grips my hips. He’s not gentle. They’re not the only ones who will have bruises tomorrow.
Then they’re gone, both Castor’s hand and Nico’s cock.
“Absolute perfection, Belle.” Holter’s not gentle either. His hands are on my butt, though. He’s got a finger in my ass. A little more, and I’ll have the release I’m searching for, but then he’s gone too. They’re like flitting ghosts moving around me. Touching, teasing, then vanishing.
“Shit, Annabelle.” Castor hoists me up, grinding into me. My eyes squeeze shut. I’m pissed. I want to come. I shift my weight to my left elbow and move my right hand to my clit.
“No.” Nico’s by my head. He grabs my hand and wraps my fingers around his cock. He guides my hand up and down, gliding over him. I can’t look at his face. I’m too mesmerized by our hands. I want to tug hard enough to make him stop. But I don’t. “Little Krill.” He growls. A warning to not slow.
My head snaps to his, but I’m in the air again. My back lifted from the mattress. Castor’s rhythm is gone. I’m empty. And full of need.
10
Nico
She’s mesmerizing. But I fucking can’t give her what she wants. All the things she wants and deserves. That’s not who we are. I’m not kind and gentle. When I’m gone, I’m not going to let her take on a premade pod and get her delicate pink heart crushed. But we’re not taking easy on her now either.
She thinks I don’t understand her. But I do. She wants out. But I’ll never let her go. Even after I’m gone, I’m going to make sure she’s so tethered to the city she’ll never leave. I’ve flipped her again. Her hands are on Castor’s cock. She thrusts up on my leg.
Her wet pussy grinds on me. “No.” I want her coming on my cock, not on my leg. We’ve kept her on the edge for long enough. She’s not going to last much longer.
Castor understands and has her hovering over me. “Slide down,” he says.
I move to the edge of the pod bed, my lower legs dangling over the edge. I reach up and help Castor lower her over me. My hands on the backsides of her thighs, I run my fingers over her ass. Kneeling, she straddles me. I want to kiss her lips, but that’s too tender. Instead, I grab my cock and shove it in her pussy. I grip her hips, pulling on the sides of her ass, opening her up for Castor. He’s standing at the end of the bed, his body between our legs.
The bed dips, and Holter moves closer. He peppers kisses over her side. “You’re so beautiful, Belle.” He moves her hair to the side of her shoulder. “Open up and let Castor take you.”
