50. Gwyneira

50

GWYNEIRA

I gasped as Dex hefted me away from Clay, taking me from my blond giant’s cock and bringing me to him. “Do you have any idea how hot you are? How incredible you look, all wet and ready for us to fuck you?”

His cock impaled me before I could even hope to find an answer.

“Do you know how good it feels when you clench around me?”

His thickness stretched me so well, it sent pleasure radiating through my core. Immediately, he began thrusting, hard and rough, a counterpoint to the calm way he delivered his dirty words.

“Does your hungry little pussy want to come again, princess?”

I moaned out something that I hoped resembled a yes. He was hitting me so deep inside, over and over, it was like all the control in his voice couldn’t make its way to his body. Like he needed to come every bit as badly as I did, no matter that he sounded like he had all the time in the world.

“F-fuck me, sir,” I begged, nearly incoherent. “Oh gods, please.”

A groan left him, any trace of control breaking down. His thrusts sped up. At the waterline, our skin slapped together with the water in an obscene sound.

I cried out as I came, and his hands dug into me when he did too. His cock pulsed inside me, driving his cum deep into me with a rush of warmth.

A pleased sound came from beside me. “Exquisite, as always.”

Casimir’s hand slid over Dex’s shoulder. Bending briefly, my giant kissed the vampire and didn’t resist when Casimir lifted me away.

“Do you see your men watching you, my little fucktoy?” Casimir murmured. “Can you see what it does to them, witnessing you come in the arms of all your lovers?”

My eyes darted to the side. The others were watching. Niko grinned when I saw him, while Byron was studying me intently, as if making detailed note of every twitch of muscle and hint of expression. Lars was beyond them, nodding and smiling as Clay whispered suggestions for more ways to make me scream with pleasure. Ozias and Roan stood at the edge of the group. My mate’s eyes were intense with echoes of the pleasure still shuddering through me.

Roan’s gaze held traces of flame.

My breath caught, but there was no fear in his eyes. No worry or question of what the demon inside him would do.

Just a confidence that made my core melt with hopeful anticipation.

Casimir chuckled, seeming to see my reaction. “That’s it. Shall we give your delectable men a show?”

I started to look back, but he moved with lightning speed, his fangs sinking into the side of my throat only a moment before his cock plunged into my pussy.

The spike of pain from his bite mingled with the feeling of him filling me. Gasping, I bucked against him as pleasure ricocheted through me, chaotic and blinding. My hands clung to his shoulders, my legs gripped his waist, and I could only rock on him as he drew on my vein in time to the thrusts of his cock.

My thoughts turned fuzzy. It never ceased to be amazing, being with him like this. Feeling him drawing me into his body even as he thrust into mine.

Limply, my head fell back, and I moaned.

“Holy gods, ” Clay murmured. “So fucking sexy.”

A smile tugged at my lips. I felt delirious with pleasure in my vampire’s arms, my heart galloping from the combined impact of him drinking from me while pounding into my pussy.

Extracting his fangs, Casimir closed the wound quickly and then reached between us, supporting me with one hand while the other found my clit.

The sensation was overwhelming after the rush of his feeding, and I shrieked at it, jerking me forward. Instinct took over, my vampire side unable to process this much pleasure without acting.

Lunging forward, I sank my fangs into his neck too.

His blood filled my mouth like an intoxicating ambrosia. My entire body bore down on him, my pussy clenching hard around his cock while my hands dug into his shoulders and my mouth locked on his throat.

Casimir groaned loudly, his grip tightening on me. “Yes. Oh gods yes, my little—” He snarled, abandoning his massage of my sensitive flesh in favor of thrusting into me harder.

My release hit like a hot and tingling wave. I barely had enough rational thought to make myself seal the wound on his neck before it engulfed my world.

His pleased murmur was the first thing I heard when my senses returned, and when I opened my eyes, he smiled.

“I shall never tire of watching you come apart in my arms or theirs, my precious little fucktoy.” The teasing confidence in his eyes melted into something softer, warmer, and full of wonder. His gaze traced over my face before returning to meet my eyes. “I love you, Gwyneira, queen of my heart.”

His lips brushed mine, stealing my tiny breath of awe at the heartbreakingly vulnerable promise in his voice. When he drew back again, his mouth curved into a smile. “Your men await you.” He lifted me, that unshakable confidence returning to his gaze. “And your luscious pussy isn’t done being filled yet.”

A thrill went through me, even as the joints of my legs burned. The pounding I’d taken already made my hips ache, the feeling somehow mixing into both pleasure and pain.

Casimir merely glanced to the side, his expression turning suggestive. “Your highness.”

I followed his gaze to find Niko nearby. Beyond a short breath to brace himself, he didn’t react to the title, merely nodding at the vampire. “Highness.”

Casimir grinned like he was proud of my sweet giant for the response.

Niko smiled. “Come here, my beautiful treluria.”

My vampire handed me over.

Moving us through the water, Niko kissed my lips, one hand supporting me while the other extended behind me. A moment later, my back bumped against the rocky edge of the pool.

But the surface wasn’t rough.

Breaking from him briefly, I glanced over my shoulder to see glistening moss covering the stones now, cushioning my back. Green lights glimmered like tiny trapped stars amid the dense carpet of plants. The water wasn’t as deep here at the far end of the cave. It barely came up to my calves. But underwater plants still stirred around my legs and feet to massage my skin like gentle fingers.

Carefully, Niko lowered himself to his knees, taking me with him.

My breath caught. The water lapped around my midsection, and my position gave the plants greater access to me. The long fronds drifted between my legs, brushing against my sensitive skin, but they didn’t move like they were trying to work me into a frenzy.

More like they were trying to soothe my tender flesh.

Niko hitched me higher on his hips, his tip hovering at my entrance. But he made no move to enter me yet, letting the plants continue their massage.

When I turned back to him with a questioning look, he only shrugged. “They have medicinal qualities, and I thought you might appreciate that.” A wicked look came into his kind eyes. “Gods know my friends and I still want to keep fucking you.”

The ache from the others pounding into me slowly faded between my legs.

I stared at him in wonder. “You always take such care of me.”

His smile returned, pleased. “You’re all I ever wanted. Why wouldn’t I treat you like the treasure you are?”

Whatever I could have said was lost to a gasp as he lowered me onto his cock. The delicate leaves of the underwater plants pulled back to twist around my ankles and calves. Others drifted around my hips to tease along the curve of my ass.

Holding me securely, he drew out and then eased back into me again and again, gentle and slow. “I want to spend a lifetime exploring how to make you come, treluria,” he murmured to me. “Everything nature can do to help you find all the pleasure you deserve.”

I gripped his shoulders, my eyes squeezing shut against the emotions rising in my chest. “I love you, Niko,” I whispered.

A happy sound left him. “I love you too.”

The plants climbed higher, brushing the sensitive spot at the base of my spine and making my eyes roll back in my head. Grunting, Niko held himself tense with the effort of restraining himself from driving into me faster.

“More, Niko,” I urged. “Please.”

A gasping sound left him. His grip tightened as his restraint broke.

The combined impact of his thrusts and the soothing touch of the plants dazed my senses. I was relaxed and yet tense, calm and yet aroused. And in only a moment, my orgasm hit so strongly, it sent me lurching forward to wrap my arms around him, hanging on as the waves of it crashed over me.

Niko clutched me tightly, his hips jerking in a ragged rhythm before finally slowing again. His cock twitched inside me, and his arms held me every bit as closely as I held him.

“ Gods , I love you,” he whispered like he was repeating himself.

I drew back, but only far enough to find his mouth for a kiss.

He smiled against my lips. “Your men aren’t done. Are you?”

I shook my head quickly. Niko’s grin grew.

“Out of the water, then,” Lars said behind me. I looked back to find him eyeing me up and down. “Because as hot as you are, I don’t want to accidentally heat this pool to pure steam and burn us all.”

Clay chuckled.

“Yeah, definitely not,” Dex agreed wryly.

I grinned.

Taking my hand, Lars led me up the stone slope from the pool. My legs were wobbly beneath me, but he didn’t let me struggle for long. As my feet left the water and the ledge leveled out beneath us, he drew me close. His hands held me secure, stabilizing me, while his blue eyes burned with desire.

“Having you all to myself…” He made a pleased sound. “But I don’t need to be greedy.” Quickly, he turned me, pressing my back to the stone wall and caging my body with his. “I know they’ll all still want to see your gorgeous face when you come.”

Taking my waist, he lifted me. My ankles crossed behind him, pressing my clit to his hard length. Past his shoulder, I could see my other men climbing from the pool, water streaming from their naked, muscular bodies. Their eyes were locked on us.

I bit my lip as Lars eased into me. Warmth spread over my skin, licking away every water droplet and keeping away any trace of a chill. But even as the moisture faded, the hot air remained, flitting across my skin like tiny invisible fingers.

Shuddering breaths escaped me as he thrust deeper into my wetness, one of his hands supporting me and the other bracing him on the wall. Tiny tongues of heat teased at my nipples and twisted around my throat, stoking the molten need in my core.

“I’ll never get enough of this pussy,” he grunted out. “Gods, beautiful. How can you feel this… this fucking good ?”

Leaning my head back against the rough stone, I could only smile as my breasts tingled with my rising need to come. “That’s my question for you too.”

He chuckled, but the sound was breathless and lost swiftly under the quickening pace of his thrusts.

Gold light flickered at the corner of my eyes, unexpected. I rolled my head to the side, searching for the source.

The symbols inlaid into the wall were glowing.

I stared. “Lars.”

“I know. I can feel it.” He grunted with the effort of restraining himself. “It’s taking the overflow of my magic.”

“But…” I winced with pleasure, unable to stop myself from grinding harder against him. “Is that?—”

“It’s… okay. I don’t think it’ll hurt…” A desperate sound left him. “ Fuck. ”

He turned suddenly, his grip on me tightening. His back slammed into the wall while his free hand shoved between us, flicking my clit with fingers that burned hotter than the rest of his skin.

The sensation was a jolt to my system that sent me straight over the edge into an orgasm. My forehead fell against his chest while my eyes squeezed shut. Overwhelming pleasure made a sudden rush of moisture pour from inside me.

My eyes flew wide with surprise, but Lars only flashed me a grin. The expression quickly turned to a grimace, though, as his cock jerked inside me and his cum suddenly flooded me too.

Behind him, Clay whistled low. “Fire guy makes our girl gush. Nice .”

Lars’s grin returned as his orgasm faded. “Pretty sure I had you and the others’ help with that, brother.” His expression turned teasing when he met my eyes. “But as for seeing our beautiful princess’s face when she comes, I guess I am greedy after all.”

A blush burned my cheeks, but then a glint of bright gold caught my eye.

The symbols were still glowing on the wall.

I tensed. “What is that?”

Lars glanced over his shoulder at the gleaming symbols. “Not sure.”

“Opportunity,” Byron said, coming closer and twitching his chin briefly at Lars.

The blond giant nodded and let my scholar take me into his arms.

“What’s that mean?” I asked, holding onto Byron tightly.

His green eyes slid over the symbols thoughtfully before he turned me, resting my back on the stone wall again. “It means”—he groaned as he slid into my wet core—“Lars’s power and need charged these symbols, and now I get to show you more of what my training from the Order can do.”

At the corner of my eye, the gold light changed as he started to move inside me. I glanced over my shoulder, and my lips parted in silent shock at the threads of gold light tangling out from the symbols and down through the stone, all of them heading for where my back was pressed to the wall.

And when they touched me, tingling pleasure began to pulse through my body. “Oh… oh gods,” I gasped.

Byron’s expression was intently focused, one hand splayed on the wall and his eyes on squeezed shut. But his lips still curled into a smile at my exclamation. “I cannot wait to explore a thousand ways to make you come, my beautiful Snow. Berinlian willing, this is only the beginning.”

I couldn’t form words to respond. The energy thrumming through me was overwhelming. Every inch of my body felt hypersensitive, like the same force that made my clit tingle with pleasure now lived in my skin.

It was too intense. Too much . And it was building toward a crescendo that I wasn’t sure I could withstand.

His hand tightened on my ass.

The grips unleashed an orgasm that ripped a scream from my lips. Pure ecstasy shot through me like I’d been struck by lightning, every vein and nerve crying out with utter pleasure. I lost the cave, the gold light and the glistening water.

And when I returned to my senses, I was in Ozias’s arms several yards away from where I had been. The rest of my men were on the low stone seats surrounding us, while Ozias held me on the moss that covered the ground like a dense rug.

Sticky wetness clung to the skin of his lower abdomen.

Blinking, I looked up at him, still dazed. “You came from…?” I twitched my head toward the moisture rather than try to form the rest of the question.

Sitting on a stone block behind him, Clay grinned. “Oh, Oz has been losing it like a teenager since the rest of us started getting you off, baby.”

Tossing a glare over his shoulder, my mate growled a brief warning at the blond giant while Lars elbowed his brother.

Clay’s unabashed enjoyment of the situation didn’t fade a bit.

Turning back to me, Ozias seemed to dismiss the others from his mind as he brushed a strand of my hair behind my ear. Even though he’d clearly come already—several times, if Clay was to be believed—I could feel Ozias’s length beneath my ass, growing hard and ready again. “I think you’re relaxed enough for me now, little mate. Yes?”

A breath left me. My men and this marathon sex might just leave me sleeping for days.

His eyes narrowed as he felt my reaction. But he didn’t seem offended.

More like amused.

“I can help with that,” he murmured.

His fingers left my cheek to stray down to the mating mark on my chest.

Arousal washed through me and my eyes went wide as his fingertips teased across the tiny scars left by his claws. Nearby, a hungry sound came from Roan, like he could see what Ozias had just done to me.

“Take some of my hunger for you, little mate. Let it fuel what I want to do with you.”

Moaning with renewed need, I let him turn me around and put me on my knees in the center of my circle of men. Picking me up a bit, he held me motionless for a moment, teasing the tip of his enormous cock against my swollen flesh..

Noises I didn’t recognize escaped me. Desperate, needy, whimpering sounds. “Please. Please …”

He chuckled and then eased me gently down onto his massive cock.

I gasped as he stretched me, the sensation of his thickness penetrating me feeling all the more obscene for how we both were sitting. My back was to his chest, my legs splayed as wide as I could make them around his massive thighs. Every inch of what he was doing to me was on display for my men. Every thrust of his cock and slap of his balls against my wetness was visible for all to see. But I could only rock and moan as he splayed one hand beneath my breasts and slipped the other between my legs, rubbing his fingertip in tiny circles around my clit.

Appreciative noises came from several of the others.

“Gods, I’m about to come all over again just watching this,” Lars murmured.

Niko made a ragged noise of agreement. “We need to watch her getting taken like this more often.”

“Every fucking day,” Clay seconded. “No, twice a day.”

My breasts bobbed with Ozias’s thrusts, and Casimir’s grin was feral as he watched them. “It makes me want to bite her again,” he agreed.

I leaned my head back, resting against Ozias. My lips curled into a smile. I was small compared to my mate, and surrounded by the others, he’d put me fully on display.

But gods, I felt so powerful. Held tight by his hands, my body splayed out, I still held all of these incredible men riveted, the sight of me getting fucked mesmerizing them.

It was intoxicating.

“She loves your eyes on her,” Ozias growled to them. “I can feel it.”

Rough sounds of desire and surprise came from the others.

“Fuck, baby, is that true?” Clay rasped.

I nodded, words failing me. Pleasure tingled through my veins, getting stronger with each of my mate’s thrusts. Between my legs, tension built like everything Ozias was doing was concentrating tighter and tighter around the spot where his fingers circled.

A grunt left him. Swiftly, his other hand slid past my breasts to press down on the mating mark on my shoulder.

I gasped, pitching forward as the tension between my legs suddenly released in an explosion of ecstasy. Ozias’s grip on me was the only thing keeping me upright as he jerked his hips harder, driving his massive cock so deeply into me, it made my insides throb.

Panting, I hung in his grasp, limp.

Pale skin and dark hair caught the corner of my eye. I looked up to find Roan kneeling on the moss before me.

My core twisted with desire, but gods, I was exhausted. Spent and ready to sleep for days. Yet still my body craved the last of my giants.

And the demon he hid inside.

A smile lifted the corner of his mouth as he took my cheek. “Don’t worry, beloved. I have a proposal for you.”