35. Fiora

When the door to the office opens, the loud bass from the club music below announces Merrick and Soren's presence before I even look up. Just like last night, they arrive when beckoned, but this time, their eyes aren't on Braken.

They are on me.

Hungry eyes.

Ravenous stares.

Predatory, even.

"When Braken calls, you both come," I say with a smile.

"Always," Soren says as he approaches me. "And now that you're going to be part of Braken…"

"We'll come running for you, too," Merrick finishes.

"You both are like sex genies," I say. "Our wish is your command."

Everyone chuckles, but no one denies.

"And what is your command?" Soren asks as he closes the distance between us.

I trace over his collarbone, nails dragging along his tan skin. I glance over at Braken for visual reassurance. He claims that he shares, but does he really mean it? When he gives me a smile and a nod, I know the door has now been thrown wide open.

"My turn to watch," he says as he grabs his drink and heads over to the leather chair behind his desk.

Taking a deep breath to gather courage, I move my fingers slowly down Soren's front, dragging them over his large pecs.

I reach out for Merrick who is standing close, but not close enough. "Don't you want to fuck me, too?" I dig my other hand's nails into his shirt, raking them down his abs at the same, languid pace I do to Soren.

I've never been so bold and daring before, but I like it. I want to be that woman. A powerful woman who knows exactly what she wants and has no shame in asking—no, demanding—what she wants.

The Godwin name means power, strength, and dominance. But the being a female Godwin seems to mean weakness, submission, and lack of control. It's time I change that.

The darkness in both Soren and Merrick's stares makes me shiver but also drives me to continue.

"Who wants to feel my pussy squeeze your cock? Make me call your name and moan for you?" I move my fingers lower and brush over each of their hardened cocks. "While the other fucks my ass, spreading me wide."

Who the fuck am I? I don't even recognize my own voice.

Soren instantly grabs me, picking me up like it's nothing. I wrap my legs around him as he carries me over to the couch, Merrick right behind him. Soren drops me on the edge of the sofa, and I bounce a few times before I get my bearings. My heart thunders when he leans down into me, pussy clenching in anticipation.

Both men begin shedding their clothes, eyes locked on me. I steal a glance at Braken who, by the look on his face, seems to be enjoying the show. It's like when I watched the three of them fuck. It was the hottest thing I've ever seen, and now I want to repay the favor by giving Braken the same experience.

I make a show of undressing, popping button by button of my jersey as everyone watches me with hooded eyes. Once all the buttons are done, I shimmy out of it, tossing it to the floor. My undershirt joins it a second later, and I revel in the way I hear multiple inhalations. I wore my laciest black bra and panty set, hoping we'd end up at The Vault tonight. Only I thought Braken would be unwrapping me like a present, but instead, I'm putting on a little strip tease for an audience.

I play with the button and zipper of my jeans before opening them, lifting my hips and turning around so they can see my ass. I receive groans when I pull the waist of my jeans over my ass, bending over so they can get a good look. When I turn back to look at them, Merrick and Soren are both completely nude.

Oh my fucking God, I'm going to do this.

I kick aside my jeans, still in my lingerie set as I pull Soren down on the couch and climb onto his lap.

"I think you want my pussy." I look over my shoulder at Merrick and teasingly push out my ass. "And you want my ass."

"Mind-reader," Soren agrees, removing the lingerie so there is nothing between us.

Cock against pussy… waiting.

"Absolutely," Merrick adds as he comes up behind me, takes a hold of my hair, and pulls back to expose my neck for a kiss.

It takes a few seconds to situate myself on top of Soren's cock, his size almost hurting as I do. He stares up at me with a wicked glint in his eye. "Have you ever had two men at once?"

My entire body flushes with heat. Ever since arriving on Heathens Hollow, I've explored in so many different ways, but this is a first, and fear tickles my gut but is quickly replaced with lust when Merrick bites my neck and releases a moan.

As soon as Soren's cock enters me fully, I whine. Fuck, this might be impossible to add anymore. I'm not sure I can take Merrick, too.

I try to angle myself better, dipping down so my gyrating hips can better adjust to the girth. It feels so good, little spikes of pleasure rising up my spine every time I'm spread wider with every thrust.

In the corner of my eyes, I see Merrick head over to the desk to grab something from Braken—a bottle of lube—and I know what's going to happen now.

I feel Merrick's hand on my hip, his grip firm as he positions himself behind me. A drizzle of cool liquid slips down between the curve of my ass cheeks. The feeling sends a shiver up my spine, and my body tenses in anticipation. Merrick's fingers follow the path of the lube, teasing and preparing.

Soren's eyes are locked onto mine, offering a silent assurance that he will be there to guide me through this new experience. He begins to move beneath me at a slow rhythm, allowing me to adjust not only to his size inside me but also to what's about to follow.

Merrick's fingers stroke and tease, and with each touch, I'm a little more relaxed, a bit more prepared. He's patient, letting me grow accustomed to the sensation before he finally pushes a finger inside me. It's strange and different, but not altogether unpleasant. Soren responds by pumping his hips at a slightly faster rate, pulling gasps from my lips that seem to spur Merrick on.

The hand that's been resting on my hip moves up to grip my waist now, holding me steady as something far thicker than his finger presses against me. My heart skips in apprehension, but Merrick's reassuring voice is in my ear. "Trust us," he murmurs as he starts to push in.

Pain and pleasure meld, an intoxicating mix that leaves me breathless. Even as my body protests the intrusion, I can't help the moan that escapes my lips. Soren's rhythmic thrusts don't falter, his eyes never leaving mine, full of dark promises. He reaches up to cup a breast in his hand, brushing his thumb over the sensitive peak and drawing another moan from me.

I clutch at Soren's shoulders, nails digging into his skin as I hold on tightly. Soren grunts in approval, thrusting up into me as Merrick pushes deeper.

When I falter, when it becomes too much, they both still instantly. Our panting fills the room as we all take a moment to breathe. Soren grounds me with a deep kiss that has me forgetting about everything else.

"Relax, baby," I hear Braken say from behind his desk. "Let them fuck you. Learn to love the pain."

The sensation of being so completely filled overcomes my senses, and I'm reduced to little more than whimpers and moans. Merrick's grip tightens on my waist, steadying my movements while Soren supports me from beneath. The burgeoning knot of pleasure coils tighter and tighter within me until I feel like I might burst.

Merrick's thrusts grow sharper, stronger, and from the way his grip tightens on my waist, he's as close as I am. A groan vibrates against my ear. My chest rises and falls rapidly in time with their thrusts, gasping out their names as heat floods every vein.

Soren grips my hip tighter, signaling his nearing climax with a guttural groan. His other hand leaves my breast to steady my shaky legs as the first tendrils of orgasm make themselves known to me.

Merrick pulls back as I feel him climax, his warmth filling me simultaneously with Soren's grunting release. The feeling of them both coming inside me sends me over the edge into the throes of my own powerful release.

As my vision blurs from the overwhelming pleasure, I collapse against Soren, gasping for breath. He wraps his arms around me tightly, holding me close as the final tremors of orgasm shake our bodies. Merrick pulls out slowly, a soft gasp leaving my lips at the loss of him. He kisses my shoulder gently before moving away.

I see him move toward Braken and hear him say, "Now it's your turn to come. Put that dick of yours in my mouth."

Braken chuckles darkly from his perch behind the desk, watching us with a heat in his eyes. "You don't need to ask twice," he says, rising from his seat as Merrick approaches him.

He places his hand on Merrick's neck, guiding him down onto his knees. Merrick doesn't hesitate. He's eager, hungry even, and he doesn't waste time before taking Braken into his mouth.

Soren tightens his arms around me as we watch them together. The sight is intoxicating; the way Braken holds onto Merrick's hair while he thrusts into his mouth. Merrick takes him expertly, bobbing in perfect rhythm with Braken's hoarse moans.

Braken's eyes are half-closed with pleasure as he thrusts into Merrick's mouth, his fingers tangled in Merrick's hair. With his other hand, he clutches the edge of his desk, knuckles white. The sight of such a powerful man losing control under Merrick's touch sends a new wave of desire coursing through my veins.

Soren's fingers slip lower down my body, stroking lightly over oversensitive skin still recovering from my previous climax. He watches me closely though darkening eyes, taking in my reactions.

Braken's breath comes in heavy pants and grunts as he climaxes hard, mouth parted in silent ecstasy.

Merrick continues to service him dutifully until every tremor has subsided. Only then does he release Braken from his mouth, licking his lips as he rises to his feet with a satisfied smile.

"My sexy genies," I murmur as I close my eyes, feeling as if I may never be able to stand. "I can't wait to give more commands."