Page 134 of Scavenger's Oath

My lips part in a sharp inhale, cheeks burning, but I obey. The rug feels rougher on my knees as I lower myself between Myles’s legs again.

The heat of embarrassment licks between my thighs as I kneel before him. Now with two massive men watching. Men who could crush me without even trying… but whose hands have only ever made me feel worshiped.

My heart beats out of my chest as I glance sideways to Zane, gripping the doorframe with white knuckles. His jaw is tight, eyes black with something dark and restrained.

And God help me, that look is intimidating. I trust them all with my life, but this situation makes me realise my vulnerability.

Phoenix obviously notices me looking to him. “Zane,” he starts, voice steady. “Come in. Close the door behind you.”

Zane doesn’t move at first, like he’s holding himself back by a thread. Then he steps inside, softly closing the door, boots heavy against the floor, until he’s standing close enough for me to feel his heat.

The tension spikes like lightning.

“Knees spread. Mouth on his cock,” Phoenix directs me.

Myles pulls his cock out again and it pulses when my eyes fall on the piercings climbing up the underside. I wrap my lips around the head and twirl my tongue.

“Fuuuck… Ivy…” he breathes, voice strangled.

His thighs tense as I suck him back into my mouth, running my tongue over his piercings. He tastes like want and power, and I glow from how easily he lets me take it from him.

Then I feel Phoenix behind me, his hands gripping my hips, pulling them back and bending me forward until my hands touch the rug. I whimper around Myles’s cock, eyes fluttering shut.

“Don’t stop,” Phoenix murmurs from behind me. “I wanna taste this little pussy while your mouth is full.”

I barely have time to register what he said before he spreads me open, controlling my every movement as he buries his face between my thighs.

“Oh—god,” I gasp, the sound muffled by Myles’s cock.

Phoenix groans into me, tongue swirling my clit with slow, practiced circles as his fingers tease my entrance.

Myles groans above me. “Goddamn, watching you likethis… your lips around me, your ass in the air—fuck, little doe, you’re unreal.”

I meet his eyes, whimpering around his thick cock, trembling as Phoenix slowly slides two fingers into me.

“You taste so fucking sweet,” Phoenix murmurs against me. “Perfect little cunt already soaked. You want us that badly, baby?”

Moaning an affirmative sound, I rock my body back and forth on his fingers. Zane exhales hard and I hear the sound of a zipper. I feel them watching, hungry gazes dragging over my skin like a slow caress, studying how my body reacts.

“That’s right,” Zane praises. “Look how needy you are. Just begging for our touch.”

Then Phoenix adds a third finger. Whimpering at the stretch, I try to pull further away from him now.

“Breathe, Ivy,” Phoenix says, rubbing a warm, steadying palm over my lower back. “You can take it.”

The words send heat spiralling through my core. My trust in him anchors, even as the ache deepens and his fingers curl.

“You’re doing so well,” he whispers, breath brushing my ear, “letting me stretch out this tight little pussy.” Then his tone changes from soothing to commanding. “Myles. Hold her.”

Myles obeys, both hands snaking into my hair and grabbing fistfuls. Moaning at the onslaught of sensations, I completely miss the threat in what Phoenix said.

So when he adds a fourth finger, I jerk forward, pulling off Myles’s cock as my scream tears the air, strings of saliva dripping from my mouth.

But Myles’s grip in my hair keeps me from getting far and Phoenix’s thick fingers keep pushing in, stretching me mercilessly while I’m held in place.

“Relax, baby,” Phoenix comforts, voice thick with something primal. “I know it’s a lot, but I need to stretch you or whatwe’re about to do is going to hurt… a lot.”

Tears well in my eyes and spill over as I search for Zane.