Page 22 of A Seduction Of Death (Umbra Hunters #4)

TWENTY-TWO

Meyer

I gasp, my eyes flying open as my orgasm crashes through me, my back bowing off the bed at the immense pleasure coursing through my body. “Oh, fuck!” My hands move down, fisting the dark curls of the man between my legs as his tongue lashes against my clit, his finger pressing deep into my core, making me go fucking wild. “Shit, Creed, don’t stop!”

His deep chuckle makes me shiver, the sound like a vibration on my swollen sex as his hands tighten on my thighs, keeping them pinned on top of his broad shoulders. “Not something you have to worry about, Lemon Drop,” he murmurs; the coarse two-day growth of facial hair rubs against my soft thighs, heightening my arousal as my body trembles under his attention.

Creed had asked back at the Demon castle if I would be okay with the idea of him waking me up with sex, and I had agreed, the idea thrilling me to the core. But we’ve been so fucking busy, we haven't been able to do it yet. I groan, stretching my arms over my head and lifting my hips, pressing myself into his mouth as he licks and sucks my clit before moving down and fucking me with his tongue, his fingers spreading me wide for him to go as deep as possible.

“More. I need more,” I beg, feeling my pussy clench, craving the slight stretch of Creed's cock filling me.

“More?” he asks, his pinky sliding through my wet lips and down, pressing slightly into my tight hole and making me stiffen in surprise. A rush of nerves and excitement run through me as Creed peeks up from between my thighs, his bright green eyes locking with mine as he arches a brow, and I hesitantly nod. He grins against me, turning to press a kiss to my thigh and pressing his finger deeper inside, making me moan so loud I’m pretty sure they could hear me down in the common room.

“That’s it, baby,” Creed praises, licking his lips as he looks from me down to where his finger is lodged deep in my ass. “Did you know Demons can feel their mate's arousal, especially when they come?” he asks, and I frown, trying to concentrate on his words as his finger presses in and out of me, the pressure building as he stretches my ass and makes my pussy clench in appreciation.

I shake my head because, nope, that's new information, but Nox did mention that his side of the mate bond was stronger and that he would be able to feel me more, especially when we are in close proximity. Creed laughs, sliding his index and middle finger deep into my cunt, curling them up until they hit that spot deep inside that makes my eyes roll back as I release another breathless moan of pleasure.

“Nox is having a meeting in the next room with Victor and three of the Regalis Seniors. So, don't scream too loud. Those pretty sounds are for our ears only, not for some crusty old Hunters who don’t deserve to even look or think about you,” Creed whispers, his grin turning devilish as his tongue lashes out against my clit, finger fucking both holes and making me see stars. “Let’s see how long Nox lasts before he comes in here, and we’re both in trouble.”

“Why—why would I be in trouble? You started this,” I accuse, then release a sharp scream as he pulls back and slaps my clit with his free hand, making me writhe as another orgasm crests, washing over me in waves. Creed hums in approval, slowing his rhythm and stroking me through my orgasm so I don't get overstimulated.

“Shh,” Creed whispers, and I flip him off as I slap a hand over my mouth. How the hell does he expect me to stay quiet when he’s filling my pussy and ass with his thick fingers? My chest heaves, and my nipples harden since my shirt is tucked up above my breasts, something Creed must have done while I was still asleep.

“Oh, you will be in trouble. Since I told you my evil plan, you're now an accomplice. If I go down, you're coming with me, Lemon Drop. Besides, I have a feeling Nox would prefer to spank you than me. I bet this ass looks gorgeous bright pink with handprints all over it,” he says with a wink as I look at him, heaving in breaths of air as I slowly relax back into the bed. Creed’s self-satisfied smirk turns downward as he looks at the door and then snorts in amusement. “Well, that didn’t take long. Should we put on a show for him, baby?” he asks, face diving back into my pussy just as the door opens.

“Is she awake yet? You were supposed to get me when—” The angry words are cut off mid-sentence as Creed and I both freeze. His head snaps up from where he was feasting on me, and my eyes widen as we slowly look over at the opened door, finding Razar, not Lennox, standing there. Razar’s hood is down, his black hair pulled back for once but somehow looking just as wild as it does when it hangs around his shoulders.

“Um,” I whisper, not sure what to say as heat flushes through me. Razar’s stunned eyes slowly rake over where I’m splayed out on the bed, shirt rucked up above my bare breasts, eyes moving meticulously like he’s burning this moment into his mind as his eyes move down to where Creed lies between my spread thighs. There is a tense pause where the air feels like it’s being sucked from the room before Creed smirks at his brother and shrugs, looking at me.

“You care that he’s here?”

My mouth snaps shut as I look from Creed to Razar, who instantly tenses at his brother's words. His hands fist at his sides and I can hear a faint rumble of a growl echoing through the room as he glares at Creed.

Is he scared I’ll say yes? Or that I’ll say no?

“I don't mind if he stays,” I whisper, making Razar still, his chest unmoving as he stares at me with wide, panicked eyes. I worry my bottom lip between my teeth as I wait for his response, wondering if I pushed him too far this time. The overwhelming feeling of desire fills the air, followed by fear and excitement, and I suck in a sharp breath, trying to figure out the emotions I feel coming from him. It's been an adjustment, trying to figure out if it's my emotions or someone else's, but Nox said it gets easier as I get used to it. I don't feel much around Hunters or Rangers, but my guys... Yeah, that's a different story, and Raz is practically drowning me in a pool of lust right now.

“She’s supposed to be resting,” Raz finally croaks out, “Recovering from last night, and I’m supposed to bring her to the dining hall and make sure she clears her plate before joining the Rangers at the training arena,” Raz clips out, eyes darting from Creed to my face, then to my breasts then back to Creed so fast I feel dizzy watching him.

“Right. Do you feel recovered yet, Lemon Drop? Or do you need a few more orgasms?” Creed asks, smirking at me and pressing another kiss to the inside of my thigh before nipping at the sensitive skin and making me jerk. I gasp as Creed's fingers move, the one in my ass making me moan as pleasure lights inside me in a way I didn't know was possible.

“Don't hurt her!” Razar snaps, and Creed laughs, not bothering to look at him as he moves his fingers just the smallest amount, scissoring the ones in my pussy, and I blush at the wet sounds it makes.

“I would never hurt her. Meyer loves my finger in her ass, don't you?” Creed asks, and I nod. “Now… about those orgasms?” Creed prods, bring us back to the conversation.

“I could use another one,” I admit, feeling relaxed for the first time in over a week. Don't get me wrong. Mating Valen had been everything I ever wanted, fulfilling me in ways I had only dreamed of. But the magical exchange and passionate, almost overwhelming love-making hadn't been the soft, blissful orgasms I’m currently having while riding Creed's fingers.

“Oh, I think we could do better than one more, baby,” Creed rasps, voice deepening as he slowly pumps his fingers in and out, lighting up every nerve ending as he leans down and blows on my overheated sex. “You joining or watching, Raz?”

My eyes bug out of my head as Razar purses his lips like he’s actually trying to decide what option he wants, head tilting to the side with a predatory glint in his eyes. The look has me squirming, hips bucking up in a plea to Creed to keep moving, to fuck me harder and faster.

“No,” Razar growls, twisting on his heel and taking two steps out the door. Before my heart has the opportunity to drop into my stomach, I hear a slew of curse words, some in a language I can't understand and, suddenly, he’s back, door slamming shut behind him. “Watch,” he grits out his answer, the singular word doing more to my body than the fingers curled deep in my pussy.

Creed and I watch as an extremely pissed-off, and if the massive tent he’s pitching in his pants, extremely aroused Razar stalks to the corner of the room. He turns, resting a broad shoulder against the wall, glaring at me like it's my fault he wants to watch. I bite my lip, trying to hide my smile as he crosses his arms over his chest and nods at Creed as if permitting us to proceed.

Damn, why does his dominant, completely outrageous behavior turn me on?

“Well, this should be interesting,” Creed whispers, eyebrows wiggling as he winks. “You’re sure?” he asks once more, double-checking that I’m okay with this situation, and I nod, more than sure about this. I want Creed; I want to feel him lick, suck and kiss me all over, but what I want even more is for Creed to fuck me silly while Razar watches.

We’ve been stuck at this odd stalemate after that kiss back in the Demon realm. I know things are changing. He watches me everywhere we go. His hand moves to brush against my shoulder when I walk past. His fingers brush mine when we sit next to each other at dinner, but neither of us has been willing to cross that emotional or physical line drawn between us. I’ve been too scared of pushing him too far, and I think he’s unsure how to move from the odd frenemy relationship we’ve developed into something more. But God, I hope this gives him the shove he needs.

I don't know how to respectfully keep to his boundaries when he doesn't tell me what they are, so I've waited for him to make the first move. I look over at Raz, finding his dark eyes on my face rather than my naked body, and a thrill rushes through me. This is one hell of a first move, and I’m going to cling to it with both hands and pray he doesn't backslide after this.

“One more orgasm, baby. Then I need to be inside you,” Creed whispers, leaning forward and stealing my lips with his, kissing me hard and making me groan into his mouth as his fingers slam into me, pushing me off that cliff far faster than should be possible.

“Fuuuck.”

Razar’s strained word is barely audible as Creed grabs my hips and flips me, tugging my ass up in the air and notching himself at my entrance in under a second. I spread my legs in invitation, my body alight like it's on fucking fire, and I’m about to burst if I have to wait a moment longer to feel him inside me.

“God damn! Just like that, babe. Keep that ass up. Good girl,” he praises, then thrusts forward, impaling me in one thrust, forcing his dick in deep, making me slam my eyes shut and scream his name.

“Creed! Oh, my God, ” I groan as my pussy stretches around his thick intrusion. I gasp, then I feel him reach down, wrapping my long hair around his fist and yanking me back into his chest. I arch my back, lips parting in shock as Creed leans over me, lips pressing against the shell of my ear as my eyes lock with a pair of black-green ones.

“Watch him, baby. Watch as you unravel the Beast.” His words make me quiver as he draws his hips back, making his hard length drag along my sensitive inner walls before he snarls and snaps his hips forward. I scream as he holds himself deep, his cock pulsing and making me whimper in pleasure.

Razar watches, hands clenched, body tense as Creed fucks me, holding my eye contact with ease and making me gasp at the intimate feeling of it all. He never blinks; the only movement I see is his chest rising and falling with rapid breaths, and I frown. No, that won’t do. I need more.

“Raz,” I mouth, wanting him to come closer to the bed. His eyes darken, lips twisting into a snarl, and he takes a single step forward, almost as if he can hear my thoughts and wants to be close to me too. But he stops, shaking his head with a slight growl, and Creed chuckles, his dark laughter filling the room accompanied by the slap of our hips as he fucks me with hard, even strokes.

“Fuck, fuck… Meyer! Shit, I need you to come, Lemon Drop. I need to feel you come undone on my cock,” he rasps as his length swells and throbs deep in my core, his thumb pressing harder on my clit, fingers tightening in my hair as his thrusts grow harder and faster. The sounds of our fucking fill the small room as Creed works my body higher and higher until I feel myself tighten around his thick cock.

Razar’s nostrils flare, eyes wide, and I make sure I keep my gaze on his as I feel myself crash over that edge. “Oh!” I gasp the scream as my fingers dig into the bedding below me, my body clamping down hard around Creed's cock.

“Fuck yes!” Creed snarls, holding me tight and fucking into me like a man possessed. It's all too much, Creed's cock, Razar’s stare… I feel my vision darken and let my eyelids flutter shut, basking in the feeling of my orgasm and the two men watching me come undone.

After a moment, I feel the air shift around me and crack an eye open, gasping in surprise as I look up at Razar, who is suddenly in front of me. I gape up at him, the waves of pleasure Creed has wrung from my body still holding me in their firm grip as Raz reaches out and presses a finger against my lips, forcing me to part them until he has the pad of his finger pressing to my teeth.

The sharp taste of something metallic fills my mouth, and my eyelids flutter shut as I suck his finger into my mouth, flicking the tip of my tongue against Razar’s extremely sharp claw. I shiver at the slight bite of pain, and Razar groans low, the sound making my sex clench around Creed and making him curse as he practically falls on top of me. His hands grip my hips, dick throbbing, hips snapping against me as he shoots ropes of hot cum deep into my sex.

“What the actual fuck, Credence?!”

All three of us freeze, then look to the now-opened door and find Nox standing there with a dark glare on his handsome face, sweat on his brow, and a wet patch on the crotch of his pants. Nox’s expression wavers as he looks at Creed and me, then to Razar, then darkens in an entirely different way. “Why do I smell blood? I swear to Gods I’ll kill you both if you’ve hurt her.”

Nox’s violent declaration makes me gasp and tremble, sucking Razar’s finger harder as another wave of pleasure courses through me. Creed curses and groans, clinging to me as if I’m his lifeline as he glares at Nox for insinuating they would ever hurt me.

“Fuck, babe,” he whispers, running his hand up and down my spine, trying to calm me. “You're squeezing me so damn tight.”

I look up at Razar, watching his dilated pupils expand until his entire iris is inky shadows of black as he gently tugs his clawed finger from my mouth. “Razar,” I whisper, and still as he leans closer, bending so our lips are only a breath apart.

Is he going to kiss me?

Slowly, I dart my tongue out, swiping at the drop of blood still on my pointed canine, and Razar curses, pulling back, looking almost pained as he does while swiping his hand over his face in frustration. He takes a step back, then another, then turns and storms toward the door, cloak billowing behind him.

“Where are you going?” Creed asks, voice heavy with laughter.

“I need a fucking shower,” Razar snarls, slamming the door behind him so hard the framed picture on the wall falls to the ground.

“Huh,” Nox mutters, hands falling to his hips as he stares at the closed door, his anger dissipating as he looks back at me. “I think you broke Raz.” Creed chuckles and slaps my ass, making me squeak and glare at him over my shoulder.

“You know he’s going in there to jerk off, right?”

“Does he even know how to do that?” Nox asks, grinning at Creed, and I scowl at the two of them.

“Stop being mean!”

“Oh, that wasn’t mean, Little Demon. You and Creed fucking when I’m only a wall away from you,” he rasps, hands falling to his trousers and shoving them down. He takes his underwear with them as he kicks off his heavy black combat boots while staring intently at my bare breasts. “Him making you orgasm so many times my damn balls turned blue,” he continues, grabbing his shirt and tearing it off over his head as he prowls toward me. “Me coming in my damn pants as I rushed out of that room to the sound of Victor laughing...” Nox growls, stopping inches away from the bed so he can cross his arms over his thick chest.

I grin up at him, excitement twisting in my belly as I take in the amazing view of the angry-looking Viking in front of me. Tattoos cover almost every inch of Nox’s skin; his long back hair is half down with several elaborate braids twisted throughout, and silver beads are woven into them. His thick cock bobs just in front of me, and I lick my lips, wondering if I can lean forward enough to suck it into my mouth, wanting to taste him.

Sure, Nox can be an overwhelming caveman who likes to get his own way, but damn, he makes up for his irritating ways with the body of a Greek god! Yeah, I’m acting like a damn fool and allowing myself to get a little sex drunk with my guys, but point me to a woman who wouldn’t appreciate a view like this?

“That is what I would classify as mean. Me reddening your ass until you can’t sit right at dinner, that can be classified as mean,” Nox whispers bending down, eyes on my lips as he presses his thumb into my mouth. I stick my tongue out, trying to suck his thick digit into my mouth, making him curse and reach down, yanking me off Creed’s softening cock.

“Hey,” Creed groans, flopping to his side on the bed as a mixture of mine and Creed’s cum drips down my thighs.

“Stop complaining and watch as I show you how to fuck our girl correctly,” Nox tells him, flipping me onto my back and hooking my legs over his shoulders until I’m bent nearly in half. My eyes widen as I realize I have no control over mine or his movements as he notches himself at my entrance. “Do you want this, Little Demon? Do you want me to fuck you until you can’t walk straight?” he asks, and I jerk a quick nod before he slams deep into me, tearing a scream of pained pleasure from my lips.