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Her breathing becomes erratic, and I know she’s close. It thrills me beyond reason to be the instrument of her pleasure, to see her reduced to unrestrained desire because of me.
“That’s it, angel,” I encourage hoarsely as I feel my climax building at the base of my cock. “Let go for me.”
Ever cries out, a piercing sound that cuts through the air of lust around us. Her pussy tightens around my dick like a vice, milking me for all I’m worth. It triggers my climax, and gripping her hips again, I bury myself deep within her as I release my cum, pouring myself into her with a roar. The world explodes in white-hot intensity, all sounds and thoughts fading to nothing but the uninhibited, ferocious connection we share.
Ben growls beside us, his voice a guttural sound of pure need. He’s next to claim her, his movements deliberate as he lifts her up and slams her against the wall near the door, shoving his cock into her as she wraps her legs around him, need etched on his face as he takes her mouth in a consuming kiss. His hands are everywhere, claiming every inch of her.
Ben pounds her against the wall, and she screams his name. Her hands claw at his back, urging him deeper, harder. I watch with a possessive pride swelling in my chest as Ben takes what’s offered, what’s his by right of our bond, our unspokenagreement that we are one when it comes to her. Her pleasure is our command, her satisfaction our creed.
Charlie moves in close. “You’re ours, Ever, and we are irrevocably yours.” The words are like a spell being cast, reinforcing the magic threading through us.
She gasps against Ben’s mouth, her body shaking with another onslaught of ecstasy. “Yes,” she breathes out between moans. “Yours.”
Damien moves in beside them—another knight claiming his queen—his hand guiding one of hers to his bouncing cock. Without hesitation or breaking stride from Ben’s relentless thrusts, she tugs Damien hard and fast.
I give them space, but still very much part of the passion. Sweat drips from my brow as I take in the sight—Ever being worshipped by us all, not just with our bodies but with every shred of our being. There’s devotion, something sacred in the way we meld together.
Ben shoots his load into her and passes her onto Damien, who gathers her close. She still has hold of his cock, and she shoves it into her soaking wet pussy as they stand in the middle of the living room, which has probably never seen debauchery like this in all its many years of standing. It makes me chuckle to think of what my father would make of all this.
And then I shake my head and let the shackles of his ghost drop free, unburdening me from the past as I grab my cock and coax another hard-on with a rough tug.
Damien is done with Ever now, and it’s Charlie’s turn.
With a possessive grip, Charlie lowers her to the floor and pushes her gently down onto her knees. He stands before her, his cock straining against his desire. “Open for me,” he commands, his voice rough like gravel but laced with an edge of care that speaks volumes of his feelings for her.
Ever obeys, parting her lips as Charlie guides himself into her mouth. It’s a sight to behold—our queen, on her knees, taking one of her knights in a blow job I’m envious of.
I stroke myself in time with Charlie’s thrusts into Ever’s mouth. Her sounds of pleasure mix with the slick noises of her lips and tongue working him over, and it’s all I can do not to shoot my load again.
Charlie’s fingers tangle in Ever’s blonde hair, holding her steady as she takes him deeper. His head tilts back in ecstasy, eyes closed as if to memorise the feeling with more than just his senses.
“Fuck, you’re incredible,” he breathes out, his words broken by pants as Ever sucks him down with an eagerness that marks her as insatiable.
Ever draws back slightly, releasing Charlie with a pop that echoes in the charged silence. “I want more,” she declares, her voice coated with desire and challenge. “I want you in my pussy.”
Charlie doesn’t need to be told twice. In a flash, he helps her to her feet, his hands gripping her waist as he spins her around and bends her over the back of the couch. She arches beautifully, offering herself in a way that has my cock aching for another taste.
With one swift move, Charlie slides home, and she cries out—pleasure and sweet agony vibrates through the room. The sight is undisguised, carnal—Charlie’s cock slamming into hers with an enthusiasm that reflects our shared obsession.
My need for Ever is too strong. A magnetic pull that I’m helpless to resist. I kneel on the couch, and she takes me in her mouth without instruction, sliding her tongue down my dick and back up again, grazing her teeth over the head before plunging back down.
Charlie’s movements become erratic, signalling his approaching release. He dumps his cum into her, and I’m quickto haul her off my cock and over the back of the couch so she is next to me again.
She giggles, and we start all over again.
20
BENEDICT
The night falls heavy around us. We’re all here, gathered in the living room of KnightsGate Manor. It has become our war room. Our place of discussion, sex, eating. It’s our place. This is the moment where we decide how to stand our ground and defend what’s ours.
“Time’s wasting,” I state. “Every second we spend doing other things, they’re getting stronger.”
Ever’s green eyes flash in the moonlight as she giggles. “By other things, you mean fucking?” She’s usually calm and collected, but right now, I can see she is anything but relaxed.
“That mostly. We need to make our move.”
“Agreed,” Alistair says, leaning back in his chair, legs crossed as he surveys the room.
