Page 38 of Storm of Stars (Pride of Praxis #2)

My eyes widened. “That’s not possible,” I replied, an edge of thrill and panic lacing my words.

Zaffir gripped my chin in his fingers and forced my eyes to his. “Did you forget that your Wildguard is known for rising to challenges?”

I shook my head, biting my lower lip with a smile.

“Thorne, take off her pants,” Zaffir ordered, without ever pulling his eyes from me.

“Gladly,” he replied. I could practically hear the smirk in his tone. A few moments later, his fingers hooked in my clothing, and pulled it down until the cool air brushed against my sensitive skin.

I felt Thorne’s hands slowly traveling up my bare legs, leaving goosebumps in their wake.

My core was wet and waiting, practically begging to be touched by my Wildguard.

Ezra’s mouth found my earlobe and his tongue and teeth took turns tasting my skin.

Briar’s fingers continued their gentle and sensual exploration of my hardened nipples, while Zaffir locked my eyes in place.

Thorne’s fingers trailed along my thighs, then gently he pressed them open.

My core was exposed to them, and I felt my body trembling with anticipation of Thorne’s fingers working me.

His fingers rose, gently tracing tempting lines along my inner thighs as his touch climbed toward my center. I moaned at the anticipation.

“Stop” Zaffir said, and with that one word, he commanded us all. Thorne and Briar’s hands slipped away from my skin, Ezra’s kisses ceased and I felt a whimper escape my mouth.

“Give us two, Brexlyn. Then you can have us,” he promised in that dark, infuriatingly sexy tone. Then with a single kiss to my lips, he took a step back and his eyes trailed down my body toward my glistening center.

My other Wildguard sat around me, their bodies close enough for me to feel their presence, but not close enough to touch me, and my skin was desperate for them. I felt Briar shift so she could see me more clearly, her dark eyes hungry and warm.

One by one, they lowered their gazes to my core. And so I gave them the show they were asking for.

My fingers inched toward my center. Which was so needy and desperate, I knew it wouldn’t take long to give them their first orgasm that they required of me.

The first swipe of my fingers through my wet center elicited a moan from my mouth that was echoed by the others.

Yeah. It wasn’t going to take long at all.

I pressed my fingers onto my clit, applying the perfect pressure.

I felt the climax cresting as my thighs shook.

My breathing began to hitch, coming faster as I chased my orgasm.

When it hit, I felt my body tense and then release, my fingers still on my center and I felt the pulsing of my climax rush through my skin.

“Fuck,” Thorne whispered, licking his lips like a starving man looking at his next meal. I needed his mouth on me.

“Good girl,” Zaffir praised.

“Very good,” Ezra echoed, his lips hovering dangerously close, yet not close enough to my ear.

“One more, Brexlyn, then you get us,” Zaffir promised. And I nodded, a pliant, desperate girl lost in sensation and desire.

I slid my fingers into my wet channel, and I could still feel my walls pulsating with my first orgasm.

I could hear how wet I was. My own release coating my fingers.

I let my head lull back as I pleasured myself.

Feeling their eyes on my body, watching me as I made my body sing with lust, was like an aphrodisiac.

Within a few minutes of feeling my fingers curl within my body, I felt another climax begin to crest.

“That’s it, baby,” Briar whispered.

“She’s close,” Thorne replied.

“That’s our girl,” Ezra praised.

Their words spurred me forward and I slid my free hand to my core, pressing onto my clit as my other hand slammed into my pussy.

“Coat those fingers Brexlyn,” Zaffir ordered, and it was those words that set it off. My body convulsed around my fingers as my second orgasm slammed into me, hard and fast. I was breathing hard, my skin already shining with a thin sheen of sweat, and they hadn’t even touched me yet.

I knew I was going to be ruined tonight. And I knew I was going to love every second of it.

“That was perfect, Brexlyn,” Zaffir praised again and then he nodded to Thorne who crawled forward, pulled my hand from my center and drove his tongue into my still throbbing pussy.

I cried out, my still sensitive body feeling every movement of his mouth on my skin, but then Ezra swallowed the sound by kissing me.

I felt fingers return to my breasts. Delicate, gentle fingers. Briar.

I was in bliss. Pure. Perfect. Bliss. Thorne’s tongue devoured me as Ezra and Briar worshiped my body with their hands and their mouths. I opened my eyes and found Zaffir watching the scene unfold in front of him with dark hungry eyes.

“How does she taste, Thorne?” Zaffir asked, his eyes never leaving mine.

“Like a fucking five course meal,” he answered between swipes of his tongue in my center. I bucked my hips, pressing into him.

“Make her come,” Zaffir replied.

“Aye Aye,” Thorne responded before tossing each of my thighs over his shoulders and pulling my center ever closer to his mouth. He closed his mouth around my sensitive bundle and sucked, the pressure built and made my whole body tense.

“Oh, fuck,” I gasped as my third orgasm found me. I felt weak, and pliable, but I wanted more. I wanted everything they were willing to give me.

Thorne sat back, licking his lips. “Delicious,” he said with a wink before sliding out from between my legs. Ezra took his place, pulling me off the crate and tossing me to the ground. Quickly, he ripped his pants down and freed his cock. It was thick, stretched and taut.

“I”m going to fuck you now, Bex,” he said, lining up with my slick channel. I nodded, which got cut off by a scream as his cock filled me.

“You’re fucking perfect,” Ezra whispered. “You were made to squeeze my cock.”

And the way my body held onto him, the way he pulled back and slammed into me, hitting me in just the right spot, made me really believe that was true.

Zaffir stepped closer, he had pulled his cock from his pants and was quietly stroking it. I watched him with what I can only describe as positively feral eyes.

Ezra’s gaze drifted to him too. Both of us, drooling over his perfect body as our bodies joined.

“Ezra,” Zaffir said, looking down at him. “Think you have the skillset to multitask?” He stepped closer bringing his hardened cock close to Ezra’s face. His meaning was clear and I felt my core tighten around Ezra in anticipation for it.

“Oh fuck,” Ezra cursed. “Our girl really likes that thought,” he said, slamming into me with one quick hard thrust before slowing to a more casual pace.

“You want to watch Ezra take me down his throat, Brexlyn?” Zaffir asked, his eyes burning with need and power.

“God, yes,” I replied.

“You heard our girl, open up,” he said. Ezra met Zaffir’s eyes, then his jaw fell open, his tongue jutting out. Ezra’s cock pressed in and out of me as Zaffir lowered his onto his waiting tongue.

Then, with a quick and punishing pace, Zaffir slammed his dick into Ezra’s mouth.

All three of us groaned. I watched as Ezra welcomed Zaffir’s thick cock down his throat, and with every thrust into his mouth, Ezra matched by slamming himself into my core.

It was a sinful, erotic display and I had never felt so completely deprived of my surroundings and lost to feeling.

Briar leaned down, kissing my mouth, her tongue swirled with mine and I gripped her hair, holding her to me. She breathed into me. “God, your mouth,” she whispered, smirking down at me.

“Wanna see what else it can do?” I whispered, meeting her gaze.

She leaned down, took my bottom lip in between her teeth and bit.

The tiny slice of pain only heightened everything around me.

Briar pulled back, just enough to relieve herself of her pants.

Then she was straddling my face and lowering her wet and glistening core to my mouth.

I couldn’t see Zaffir fucking Ezra’s throat anymore, but I could hear it. The grunts, the moans, the delicious wet sounds. And my core was tightening around Ezra’s cock as another climax was building.

The first swipe of my tongue through Briar’s pussy was like tasting something forbidden and perfect.

And the sounds it pulled from her were downright delicious.

I wrapped my hands around her hips, pulling her down until she was suffocating me with her core.

I wanted to lose my senses to her. She slid her center across my mouth, riding my tongue like she too was lost in me.

I felt a mouth close over my hardened peaks, and with Ezra’s cock in my pussy, and Zaffir’s slamming down Ezra’s throat, I knew it was Thorne. I released one hand’s hold on Briar’s waist to tangle it in Thorne’s hair. Keeping his mouth on me as he licked and nipped.

I didn’t know where I ended and where they began.

I heard Zaffir groan as his climax found him, and that must have spurred Ezra on, because he was slamming into me with fervor now.

Pulling yet another climax from me. I clenched around his cock, and he cursed, spilling himself inside of me.

I moaned, and cried out, the sound muffled by Briar’s pussy.

I let my hand drift from Briar’s waist to her clit and rolled beneath my touch as she bucked on my tongue.

Her release found her, and her taste exploded on my tongue.

Sweet and perfect. I drank her up, lapping at her release until she carefully rose from my face as Ezra slid his cock from my center. I instantly felt empty.