Page 15 of Reign of The Beast (Immortal Passions #2)

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~Mia~

He’d finally given into it.

I’d picked up on Jaxon giving Ryker a look, a tiny affectionate gesture, here and there over our time confined to the safehouse. It had been clear that the friendship they’d built in my absence had evolved into something more.

But Jaxon had lived his life a certain way, repressed by arbitrary rules and expectations.

I knew a lot about that with my own life. It had you cutting off a part of your identity, afraid to get to know it for fear of drawing outside the lines.

The problem with that way of thinking and approaching life was that you didn’t just end up forcing that denial onto yourself, you imposed it upon others unwittingly also.

Now, though, he was embracing it.

And it was glorious.

Craning my neck, I groaned as I watched him spit on his cock, spread his saliva all over his thick, bulbous head and down the length of his shaft, then ease into Ryker’s ass .

A delicious rumble of a growl came from him as he sank deeper, his claws dropping in his excitement and digging into Ryker’s hips.

Ryker’s eyes flashed and he cried out in bliss, quickening his thrusts and fucking me harder, deeper, rougher.

Lucian’s powerful grip around my waist was the only thing that kept me from jerking up the table with every brutal thrust. He rose to the intensity coming off the other two, slashing his tongue back and forth over my clit, sucking the sensitized nub into his mouth, nibbling, and hell knew what else.

I came, exploding into his mouth, grinding my pussy into his face, riding out my orgasm for all it was worth.

“Fuck,” Ryker exclaimed as I clamped down hard around his cock, pulsing around him violently.

Lucian’s grip shifted to my thighs and he held me up when I started to collapse against his mouth, spent from one hell of an orgasm.

Ryker reached over and grasped the back of my head, weaving his fingers into my hair. Then he shoved me down onto Lucian’s dick.

I welcomed it, sliding my mouth all the way to the base, swirling my tongue around his shaft nice and easy.

My stomach clenched, need rising again already, at the guttural sounds from the three of them getting off on me, on each other.

“Don’t stop. Give her more,” Jaxon said, his breathing choppy.

In the next moment, Lucian’s wild tongue was back.

I screamed and bucked, struggling against it with my pussy way too over-sensitized right now.

He only gripped me tighter, forcing me to deal with it, to take what he was giving me.

I had begged him for everything .

But this was beyond my wildest expectations.

Every part of me was on fire, burning for him, for them.

Ryker ground into me with his cock, swiveling his hips as he hit that sweet spot deep inside me. He concentrated there, driving me out of my mind. My head flew back, Lucian’s cock slipping from my mouth as I screamed out in desperation.

Desperate for what?

For them to ease up?

Or for more?

I didn’t know.

I wasn’t capable.

In that moment, all that existed was need. I was caught in a delectable pleasure spiral and I couldn’t find a way to break out of it even if I’d tried.

I wanted it all.

I didn’t care about the submission anymore. It didn’t matter.

I just wanted to feel.

I needed them to take me higher and higher.

To push me.

To absolutely shatter me.

All of a sudden, the swirling pleasure assaulting my pussy stopped.

Lucian lifted me off him, Ryker’s cock slipping from me.

He spun me around, my back to his chest, then slammed me down on his cock.

“Shit!” I cried as he made me take him so deep.

His arms wrapped around me, confining mine down by my sides as he controlled the rhythm, grinding into me like Ryker just had, torturously slow and incredibly sensual .

“Watch,” Lucian whispered in my ear, shifting us to face Jaxon and Ryker.

A thrill rolled through me as I took in the scene.

Ryker bent at the waist, grasping the tabletop in a white-hot grip as Jaxon impaled him on his cock. His face was twisted in sweet agony, his glazed eyes showing his utter rapture of being filled and dominated by someone as formidable and as powerful as Jaxon.

I threw my head back against Lucian’s chest and he chuckled darkly. “A delectable sight to behold, isn’t it, beauty?”

“Yes,” I breathed.

“Watching the man so used to dominating you, being commanded and used so roughly and wholly by your mate.”

“Oh my God,” I uttered on a needy, whispered breath.

“He’s reveling in every second of it. He wants it harder.” Lucian thrust up inside me, making me cry out. “Rougher,” he went on, suddenly employing his vampire speed.

I screamed, bucking against his hold, struggling to take the intensity as he abused my pussy in the most glorious way.

I could hardly breathe, hardly think.

All that existed was the incredible friction and pleasure skyrocketing faster than I’d ever experienced before.

“Please!” I cried.

He hadn’t laid another finger on my clit since we’d shifted to this position.

And I needed it.

I needed it badly.

But he didn’t give it to me.

Did he want me to beg more, was that it?

Because I would. I really would now .

I’d thought submitting like that and letting somebody own me in such a profound way would make me feel shame and like it had taken something away from me, my power and dignity.

But I’d been wrong.

It hadn’t.

It was empowering beyond belief.

And incredibly freeing.

“Lucian,” I gasped, barely able to speak with the reverberation of his vampiric thrusts.

I turned my head, nuzzling his chest.

Our eyes met, mine imploring and desperate.

His were on fire.

A sly smirk formed on his lips. “Almost time.”

I frowned. Time?

In the next moment, he slowed his thrusts and wrenched my thighs open as wide as they could spread, eliciting a shocked gasp from me.

I trembled as he spread my pussy lips apart, holding them open.

Jaxon shoved Ryker forward.

He grasped his cock and aimed it at my exposed pussy.

And then Ryker came, spurting all over me.

I bucked against Lucian as his hot cum hit my clit, my gaping pussy, oozing deep inside, and painted my folds. The sensation, the dirtiness of it, sent me hurtling over the edge.

Lucian ground down on my G-spot and I came violently, screaming and screaming and screaming to high heaven.

Jaxon pulled from Ryker, then stood beside him in a burst of wolf speed, then shot his cum all over me, this time painting my breasts, then filling my mouth.

It was too much .

I came again and again.

Too much pleasure. Too much intensity.

They wouldn’t stop.

I didn’t want them to.

My body was overcome by the utter insatiability they’d sparked to life in me, the depth of my need.

Everything slipped away as I passed out enveloped in pure bliss.