Page 90 of Conquered

Kai pulls out, and I groan as I try to breathe normally again. He comes round and leans over, kissing me tenderly on the shoulder, my sensitised skin tingling at the touch. His lips come to my ear, “Thank you, Lilly,” he whispers before he goes to sit down on a lounger nearby.

These boys sure know how to melt a girl's heart.

I see Ash, still lounging like a lazy cat, and raise my eyebrow in challenge. I may be a hot fucking mess, but I said I could handle all of them. I meant it. His gaze sharpens as he sits up.

“You think you can handle me? After all that?” Ash waves his hand in our direction, scoffing. But I can see the desire, the desperate need swirling in his steel eyes.

And suddenly, it hits me. He let his friends, hisbrothers, go first even though he thought that I may be too spent to please him too. He loves them so much that he's willing to put himself and his needs last. He is a true leader in every sense of the word. I may be liquified, and fucking orgasmed out, but I won't leave him wanting.

I blink, pushing up to my knees with a small groan, then allow my eyes to go heavy and a sassy smirk to pull up my lips.

“Of course I can handle you, Ash. You're only a pussy cat after all.” My lips twitch with suppressed laughter when his grey eyes intensify with the gauntlet that I've just thrown down.

The music changes toSanctifyby Years and Years as he curls up, all perfected elegance, even though he's stark bollock naked. He stalks towards me, like a jaguar who's spotted its prey, and is getting ready to pounce. His slate eyes stay on mine, and suddenly, my heart is beating wildly in my chest, my flight, fight, or fuck mode switching on all the way.

Without missing a step, or taking his eyes off me, he grabs the bottle of lube from the bed.

“I think I'm wet enough for you already, wouldn't you say?” I sass as he comes to stand behind me.

I hear a sinful chuckle leave his lips, then one of his hands comes in between my shoulder blades, pushing down hard so that my arse is up, and my cheek rests on the soft mattress.

My natural instinct with Ash is to play the brat, fight him a little, which I know he enjoys. But I’m too fucking spent, my limbs still feeling like I can barely hold them up. So I comply with a low grumble, provoking another deep chortle from him that sends a shudder through me.

“If you think I'm having sloppy seconds,” he says in a low husky voice as I feel a cool glob of lube slide between my arse cheeks, “or I suppose sloppy fourths, then you don't know me as well as you claim,” he finishes.

His words make me bristle, and I look over my shoulder narrowing my eyes at him.Fucking cockwomble!

My ire is short lived, as he reaches down and begins to rub the lube round my puckered hole sending tendrils of heady pleasure reaching over me. I squirm and groan, my head falling back down and my eyes rolling. I’m so sensitive after the others, it’s almost too much. I never used to enjoy anal play, but with these guys, I can't get enough.

I push back as his thumb starts to enter me, the intrusion feeling so damn good a low keen leaves my lips and my fingers curl into the mattress. He pumps in and out a few times, his other hand reaching round, his fingers circling my over sensitive clit.

I'm mewling like a fucking kitten under his touch, and when he pulls his thumb out and starts pushing his lubed up dick into me, I groan like an animal, my knuckles going white.

“Jesus fucking Christ,” he hisses as he bottoms out, hips flush with my sit bones. “The boys said you were tight, but, fuck. Your ass is like a fucking vise.”

He starts to move in and out of me, and the sounds that I make, well, I'd be embarrassed if it didn't feel so good. Like an electric pulse deep inside my very being is sparking. Moving one hand from my hip, he wraps his fingers round my hair and pulls me upright so my back is arched, against his front, my tits pushed out.

His pace speeds up, as he plays with my clit relentlessly, and I buck, crying out, my nails carving lines into the arm holding my hair. The pleasure is overwhelming in the best way, and I begin to shake with the force of my impending orgasm.

“Ash…” I plead, almost crying with the need to come again. One of my hands tangles in his hair, holding hard as he keeps up a punishing pace.

“Open your eyes, and look at them, Princess,” he growls out. “Look at what you do to them.”

And I do as he says, opening my eyes to see Loki, Jax, and Kai in front of us, watching with hungry eyes, all with hard dicks in their hands, seeking their own release.

The sight of these beautiful guys coming undone whilst looking at me, tips me over the edge, into a breath stealing, earth shattering orgasm. My vision whites out, and my whole body goes rigid, as wave upon wave of pleasure washes over me, until I can barely hold myself upright.

I feel the warm liquid of my release gush out of me, soaking the mattress underneath, as Ash pulls out and coats my arse with ropes of hot cum.

“Lilly, fuck!” he exclaims roughly, before we both collapse, his hard body covered in sweat and draped over mine. I hear the other guys curse as they, too, find their climaxes, but I'm too boneless to even lift my head to see.

We lay like that panting, whilst the universe rights itself once more. I can't move a single muscle, my eyes closed, so I don't protest when strong arms pick me up, cradling me against a warm, firm chest. I manage to lift my head enough to look up and am surprised to see that it's Ash carrying me.

“Told you I could handle you all,” I croak out, my voice hoarse from my pleasure filled screaming.

He pauses, his grey eyes meeting mine as he looks down at me, and I get lost in their spiralling depths. There are so many emotions churning in them, it's hard to see what he's feeling. What he's thinking.

“It's not just our dicks you have to handle, Princess, though you did that beautifully,” he adds, a rare smile lifting his lips. It transforms his cold beauty into something awe-inspiring and my breath hitches at the sight. “We're all broken, fucked up, in one way or many. None of us are going upstairs when we die.I just…” he trails off, and there's frustration in his gaze and the skin round his beautiful lips is tight. “I just don't want to drag you down too.”