41. Bram

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"What?"

Ivy's eyes open as she must sense me watching her. Tate and Torin are asleep, surrounding her, but I'm watching from the side of the bed, slightly damp from my shower, trying to find some resemblance to Poison, but there is none.

Her gaze searches mine, suddenly alert as if she can read my thoughts. "You want her, don't you," she states, flatly. "It's always been about her."

She sits up and moves to climb off the bed, but I grab her hand. "No, it's not that. I mean, yeah, it started out as wanting Poison, but knowing who she is now, knowing you are the woman behind her…"

"Just spit it out," she whisper-snaps, trying not to wake the others.

I blink as I try to organise my thoughts. "You have no fucking idea how attracted I am to you. To Ivy. I've seen you as Poison, a hard-core assassin who has taken everything we have thrown at her and walked away with her head held high; it was beyond a turn-on. But seeing the real you, the face behind the mask, the woman who you really are, the emotions you carry, the face you wear…" I cup it and brush my hand over her lips. "… fuck, Ivy. You, little mouse, are the most precious creature I have ever come across."

She opens her mouth to protest my insult, but I shut her mouth for her with a kiss. I don't mean it that way anymore. It's switched from an offending comment to an endearment.

Ivy melts into my kiss, her body relaxing against mine. When we break apart, her eyes search my face.

"You really mean that?" she whispers.

"Every fucking word," I growl, pulling her closer. "You're everything, Ivy. You're not just Poison or Aspen or any other persona," I murmur. "You're Ivy. And that's who I want."

She shivers as my hand trails down her spine. "But what about?—"

"Shh," I murmur, cutting her off with another kiss. "No more questions. Let me show you how much I want you. Just you."

I roll us so she's beneath me, settling between her thighs. Her breath hitches as I slowly push inside her, still slick from earlier.

"Bram," she gasps, arching into me.

I set a languid pace, savouring every inch of her. This isn't just fucking anymore - it's something deeper, more intense. Her legs wrap around my waist, pulling me closer as I rock into her.

"You feel so good," I groan, nipping at her neck. "So perfect."

Her nails dig into my back as I hit a particularly sensitive spot. "Oh, fuck," she whimpers.

I can feel her getting close, her body trembling under mine. "That's it, little mouse," I purr. "Come for me. Let me know how good I make you feel."

"Bram!" She cries out my name, and I groan, my cock stiffening even more inside her.

"Fuck, Ivy. I love it when you say my name."

"Bram!" she screams louder.

The other two guys are awake now with all the bouncing and screaming, and I smirk. "You snooze, you lose."

"Says who?" Torin asks and hauls Ivy up so he can slide underneath her with my cock still buried deep in her pussy. "You up for some doubling?"

"Who are you asking?" I reply with a grin.

"Not you," he growls and rams his cock into Ivy's pussy alongside mine.

She moans and throws her head back, tilting her head to allow him access to her neck. He bites into her vein, and she soaks our cocks as Tate grips his in his fist and pumps away.

"Oh fuck," Ivy gasps, her body trembling between us as Torin and I thrust into her tight pussy.

I growl, gripping her hips tighter as I feel Torin's cock sliding against mine inside her .

"That's it, little mouse. Take both our cocks like a good girl."

She whimpers as we pound into her relentlessly. Torin's fangs are still buried in her neck, drinking deeply as we fuck her.

Tate moves closer, his cock inches from Ivy's face as he strokes himself. "Open up, princess," he commands.

Ivy obeys, parting her lips to take Tate's length into her mouth. The sight of her stuffed full of all three of us again is intoxicating.

"Fuck, you're perfect," I groan, feeling her pussy clench around us. She's close already.

Torin finally releases her neck, licking the puncture wounds closed. "Come for us, little killer," he growls. "Show us how much you love being filled by your men."

That pushes her over the edge. Ivy screams around Tate's cock as she comes hard, her body convulsing between us. The clenching of her pussy sends me over the edge. I groan as I pump my release deep inside her, feeling Torin do the same.

Tate grunts, pulling out of Ivy's mouth to whisk her off our cocks to slam into her hard enough to rock the bed over a few inches.

"Fuck, Ivy!" he roars before devouring her mouth with his. He pounds into her harder, faster, and I feel myself getting hard again as she takes it. She takes it all.

Tate pulls her up into a sitting position so she can straddle his lap, and we can all get a taste of her again.

"That's it," Tate growls against her lips. "Take my cock, princess. Show me how much you want it."

Ivy arches her back, meeting his thrusts eagerly. "Fuck, Tate!" she cries out. "Don't stop!"

Unable to resist, I move behind Ivy, running my hands over her trembling thighs.

"Ready for more, little mouse?"

Her eyes widen, but she nods frantically. With a wicked grin, I press two fingers to her mouth, and she sucks them desperately, knowing what's coming. I need my cock in her arse again, so tight, so depraved.

When she has soaked my fingers, I lower them to her rear entrance, still slightly slick from earlier. She gasps as I slowly work them inside, stretching her.

"Oh God," she whimpers.

"You can take it," Tate murmurs, slowing his thrusts to let her adjust. "You're doing so well, Ivy."

Torin moves closer, stroking her hair soothingly. "That's our good girl," he praises. "Taking all of us so perfectly."

When I feel her relax around my fingers, I withdraw them and line up my cock.

I slowly push into Ivy's tight hole, groaning at the sensation. She cries out, her body trembling between Tate and me.

"Fuck," I growl. "So fucking tight."

I go balls deep, making Ivy moan, her head falling back against my shoulder .

"That's it, Ivy. Take all of us. Show us how greedy you are for cock."

"Fuck, you're perfect," Tate groans, his grip on her hips tightening.

I can feel Ivy trembling, overwhelmed with sensation as we use her thoroughly.

"Such a good little cockslut. Taking all of us so well."

Her pussy clenches at my words, drawing a groan from Tate. She's close again already.

"Come for us, Ivy," Torin commands, tugging on her hair before he licks her from jaw to hairline. "Come and show us what a good little whore you are for us."

Ivy's body convulses as she comes hard, crying out in ecstasy. Her tight holes clench around Tate and me, nearly pushing us over the edge, too.

"Fuck," Tate groans. "So good, princess."

I groan as I empty myself inside her, feeling Tate do the same.

Torin moves closer, his cock rock hard. "My turn," he growls, pulling Ivy off our spent cocks.

She whimpers as he slams her to the bed and enters her in one smooth thrust, still quivering from her orgasms. But soon, she's rocking against him eagerly, chasing another high.

"That's it, little killer," Torin purrs. "You're insatiable, aren't you? Can't get enough of our cocks."

Ivy moans in response, beyond words, as Torin rails her thoroughly. I watch, mesmerised by the sight of her taking all of us again and again, wanting it, needing it.

Ivy screams through another orgasm, Torin following close behind with a roar of pleasure.

And then Tate grabs her again, this time climbing off the bed with her and bending her over. My cum is dripping out of her rear hole as he presses the tip of his cock to it.

Tate grips Ivy's hips as he slowly pushes into her tight arse. She gasps, her fingers curling into the sheets as he stretches her.

"Fuck, you're still so tight," Tate groans, sinking in to the hilt. "Even after taking all of us."

Ivy whimpers, pushing back against him. "Please," she begs. "Fuck me, Tate."

With a growl, he sets a punishing pace.

I watch, stroking my hardening cock, as Tate uses her thoroughly. Ivy's cries of pleasure are muffled by the mattress, her body trembling with each thrust.

"Such a good little slut," Tate praises, spanking her arse. "Taking my cock so well."

"Let's cover her in cum," I rasp, my cock twitching in my hand.

Tate's eyes flash with dark desire. He pulls out of Ivy abruptly, flipping her onto her back further up the bed. I move closer, stroking my cock faster as Tate positions himself between her legs again.

"Ready to be our little cum dumpster?" he growls.

Ivy nods frantically, her eyes glazed with lust. "Please," she whimpers .

Torin joins us, his hand working his own length. "Open wide, princess," he purrs. "Show us how much you want it."

Ivy obeys, sticking out her tongue as we surround her. The sight of her sprawled out, eager for our cum, is the biggest turn-on yet.

With a grunt, Tate comes first, splashing his cum on Ivy's pussy and stomach. I follow shortly after, adding to the mess on her body by spraying my load all over her perfect tits. Torin aims for her face, groaning as he covers her cheeks and open mouth.

Ivy looks utterly debauched, covered in our cum and trembling with aftershocks. She swallows what landed in her mouth, licking her lips with a satisfied hum.

"Fuck," I growl, drinking in the sight of her. "You're a goddess."

She gives us a tired smile, but if she thought that was the end, she is sorely mistaken. Torin's cock is already hard again—that damned vampire constitution—so he lifts her up. She is limp in his arm, like a rag doll, as he places her in the middle of the bed.

"Use your magick to hold her in place," he murmurs.

I flick my fingers, and dark tendrils of magick float out of my hands to wrap around her ankles and wrists.

Ivy's eyes widen as the dark tendrils of my magick wrap around her wrists and ankles, pinning her spread-eagle on the bed. She tugs experimentally, but the bonds hold firm.

Torin grins wickedly as he climbs between her legs. He leans down and licks a long line up her cum-covered pussy, making her gasp and arch her back as much as the restraints allow.

"Fuck, you taste so good," he groans. "All of us mixed together inside you."

The sight of her restrained and at our mercy is a dark thrill that sends bolts of lust sparking through me.

Torin devours her pussy like a man starved, lapping up our combined cum and her own juices. Ivy writhes against her magical bonds, crying out in pleasure.

"That's it," I growl, moving to kneel beside her head. "Let us hear how good it feels."

Tate positions himself on her other side, his hand trailing over her cum-covered tits. "You look so fucking hot like this," he murmurs. "All tied up and messy, begging for more."

Ivy moans, her hips bucking against Torin's mouth. "Please," she whimpers. "I need..."

"What do you need, princess?" Tate asks, pinching her nipple and making her gasp.

"More," she pants. "Fuck, I need more."

I grin darkly, gripping her hair and turning her face towards my cock. "Open up then, little mouse. Show us how greedy that mouth is."

She parts her lips eagerly, taking me into her hot mouth with a muffled moan. I groan at the sensation, guiding her movements with my hand in her hair.

Tate moves down to suck and bite at her nipples as Torin continues to feast on her pussy. Ivy is trembling between us, overwhelmed with sensation as we use her thoroughly.

I groan as Ivy sucks my cock eagerly, her tongue swirling around the head. Even restrained and overwhelmed, she's still so fucking talented with that mouth.

Ivy's body shudders as another orgasm crashes over her. She cries out around my cock, the vibrations sending jolts of pleasure through me. I come unexpectedly, shooting my load down her throat. She gags, but she swallows it all, gasping for breath. I pull out and slide my hand over her stomach, smearing the cum all over her before I flick her clit. I pinch it and tug while Torin thrusts his tongue deep into her. She whimpers, but she doesn't ask us to let up. I twist her clit, and she bucks, crying out, flooding Torin's mouth with even more cum.

He groans and grips her thighs, spreading her legs even wider so he can feast on her.

"I want to taste her," I murmur, and he moves away, letting me take over. I lap at her softly at first, but then I nip her clit and tug it with my teeth. She gasps, her sobs filling the air as pleasure and pain mingle together.

"Fuck, Bram," she whimpers, straining against her magical bonds .

I slide two fingers inside her, curling them to hit that spot that makes her cry out. My tongue flicks rapidly over her clit as I finger-fuck her mercilessly.

Tate moves up to capture her mouth in a searing kiss, swallowing her moans. Torin latches onto one of her nipples, sucking and biting the sensitive peak until he draws blood.

Ivy's body trembles violently, hovering on the edge of another orgasm. I can feel how sensitive she is, how overwhelmed, but I don't stop.

"Come for us again," I command, twisting my fingers inside her. "One more time, Ivy. Show us how much of a slut you are for us."

With a broken wail, Ivy shatters. Her pussy clenches around my fingers as she comes hard, gushing over my hand and chin. I lap it up eagerly, not stopping until she's writhing and begging incoherently.