“Loki!” Ash calls as he walks in. “That cunt Clarissa said you were down here with Lilly.”
Ash’s disdainful voice sounds over the music, breaking us out of our intense moment. My head snaps up to see Ash stride in, with a scowl on his face and looking sinfully handsome in his black shirt, tie, and slacks.
I’m facing the door, so I see the moment he spots us. He stops, his steel grey eyes widening a fraction as they meet mine. His nostrils flare, and I can’t tell whether he’s pissed as all hell, or turned the fuck on at the sight of us.
“Here you are,” he says, voice as cold as ice and I can’t suppress the shudder that runs through me.
Just then, Jax and Kai step through the door, laughing about something, but coming to an abrupt halt and falling silent as they take us in. Me in Loki’s lap. Clearly naked. Clearly playing with his dick.
My cheeks flush with heat at having all of them here, seeing us like this. I’m still full of the maelstrom of emotions that Loki created with that kiss, those words. It’s almost too much with them watching as well, and my heart starts racing.
“Would you like them to join us, Pretty Girl?” Loki whispers, lips brushing my ear, and I swallow hard, taking in a sharp breath. I feel my inner walls tighten down, wanting to be filled. “I take that as a yes.”
Chuckling, he tips his head to the side.
“Why don’t you guys join us?” he says, raising his voice. “Lilly wants to fuck us one by one, while we all watch,” he adds, and I gasp aloud, my eyes snapping to his and seeing in them a mix of mischief and lust.
I narrow my eyes at him, but I can’t deny that the idea of all of them together, makes me hot as hell, fire racing across my skin at the thought. He arches an auburn brow, daring me to contradict him.
Ironically, Dirty Mind by Epic Boy starts playing.
“Don’t need to ask me twice,” Jax rumbles, deciding for me, and shedding his black gym shorts and tank top, leaving them in a pile on the stone.
His beautiful Viking and Norse tribal tattoos look like they’re twisting and seething in the dim light of the room. One day, I must ask him about them, I muse as he makes his way over to us, grabbing a folded towel on the way. I can see that he’s already hard and standing to attention, his huge cock almost pointing straight up. Jax, my He-Man, erect is a sight that always causes butterflies to come to life in my stomach.
As he reaches us, he drops a foil packet and the towel next to Loki, then he slips in the water, not bothering to use the steps. He leans forward and captures my lips in a searing kiss, and I rock against Loki who groans when my grip around him tightens. Jax releases my mouth with a satisfied smirk, then moves to sit next to us on the bench seat.
My eyes flit behind him to see Kai is now taking his clothes off. I’ve yet to see Kai fully naked, we’ve literally just kissed and fooled round a little, but never taken it any further. To say I’m excited would be the understatement of the year.
I watch, biting my lip, as he first takes off his deep red t-shirt, sexy boy style. It’s got some math equation on it, which he told me is a joke, but fuck if I know what it’s supposed to mean. My eyes eat up every detail of his beautiful torso, my pulse beating faster. He may be the geek of the group, but the boy still works out and is hot as fuck. He’s not as big as Loki, but he’s got a beautiful chest, with both nipples pierced through with nipple bars that glint in the low lights, and my mouth waters at the sight of them.
He toes off his boots, which are untied like the others wear, and then drops his jeans. Unlike Loki and Jax, he is wearing underwear, plain bright orange boxers which make me smile. I can see his hard-on pressing against them, and I’m all kinds of breathless.
He looks me straight in the eye, with a sweet and sexy smile on his lips. There’s no hint of the shy guy I first knew, as he drops his underwear down to the floor.
My gaze unashamedly goes down, following his gorgeous six pack and dark happy trail, until I reach the jackpot. Is that…Glints of silver sparkle along the top of his rapidly hardening dick, catching my eye. I whimper when I realise exactly what it is that I’m seeing.
“I take it you’ve spotted Kai’s jewelry?” Loki asks wryly, and pumps his hips a little, hitting my clit again, a moan slipping out of my lips.
I don’t take my eyes off Kai as he leisurely strolls towards me, completely naked and with a confident grin on his face. His ‘jewellery’ happens to be a Jacob’s fucking Ladder piercing along the underside of his impressive dick, creating a ridge that I am just dying to feel inside me.
I don’t know what they feed these boys, but whatever it is, gives them perfect cocks!
He comes down the steps on the side of the pool into the water and makes his way over. When he reaches us, he stops beside me, and like Jax, he kisses me full on the lips. Unlike Jax’s claiming kiss, Kai’s is a slow and sensual exploration of my mouth, his tongue massaging mine, making my toes curl and a moan sound low in my throat.
He pulls away, ending our connection, but keeps his amber eyes locked on mine, a fire within his setting them alight. He’s not been with all of us like this before, never been present when it’s been myself, Loki, and Jax, and wasn’t at the party that night with Ash.
As if reading my mind, he smiles gently, yet with a fierce look in his eyes, saying in a husky voice, “I’m all in, Lilly.” He holds my gaze for a moment longer, then settles on the other side of Loki and me on the bench seat.
Three down…I look up to see Ash still fully clothed.
“Ash?” I ask, somehow feeling that this moment is what it comes down to. This is important if we’re to explore… whatever this is between us.
He stands there, holding my gaze in those inscrutable steel eyes of his, not giving anything away. After what feels like a lifetime, he starts to unbutton his shirt, revealing his gorgeous ink covered chest. I slump in Loki’s arms, which tighten round me as if he knows how important it was for me that Ash joined us too.
As Ash turns to set his now folded shirt on one of the loungers, I gasp, my breath stilling in my lungs. His entire back is covered with the face of a skull, and it’s the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen. It reminds me of the Day of the Dead sugar skulls, as it’s covered in black patterns and mandalas. It’s impossible to trace all of the swirls and whorls of black ink, but in moments he’s turned back round and is facing me again.
I’m left reeling as he unbuckles his black leather belt, and unzips his pressed slacks, stepping out and laying them on the lounger with his shirt. His dress shoes are already there on the tiles in front. His pants and socks are next, again neatly placed on the pile.
When he straightens up I get a view of his beautiful, sinful body. Unlike Loki’s angelic beauty, Ash never fell from Heaven. He’s always ruled over Hell, with a cruel beauty and an iron fist. What I wouldn’t give to see him lose a bit of that control.
Like the others, he makes his way over to us, stepping in and wading through the water to just behind me and to one side. He grabs my chin in a tight grip, forcing my head to bend at an awkward angle to meet his.
“I hope you know what you’ve got yourself into, Princess,” he warns in a voice as dark as the night’s sky. “We don’t always play nice, and we’ve never shared before, so here’s hoping you can handle us.” His bright grey eyes are searching mine, seeking out an answer.
I give a brief nod, as much as his fingers allow. He holds me trapped in his gaze for a moment longer before leaning down and devastating me with his kiss.
Ash kisses me like I’m the answer to all of his prayers, and as if he’s been searching his whole life for me. At the same time, it’s almost as if he’s trying to drink in my soul, and absorb all my light, leaving only darkness. He leaves me wrecked and shaking as he steps away and sits down further away but still on the bench seat.
Loki gently guides my face back to him, bringing me back with his tenderness. “You okay, baby?” he asks, and I know he would stop, hell, all of them would if I said so.
I nod, unable to speak as excitement and pure sizzling lust rushes through me. They’re all here, we’re all together like this, and it feels so fucking right, like it was always meant to be this way. I can’t explain it, but I know deep down that this is where I belong. Where we all belong.
“Good,” Loki says, his smile making my insides tighten and reminding me that he’s been patiently waiting. “Now ride me, they’re all watching,” he commands, a hint of laughter in his eyes.
“Yes, sir,” I say cheekily, noticing the flare of heat in his gaze at the submissive term.
He urges me off his lap, using the seat to get out of the pool, then holds a hand out to help me up too.
He places the folded towel Jax bought over on the edge of the pool, then sits back down on it, his feet dangling in the water. He pulls me down into his lap once more, my knees on either side of his hips and cushioned by the towel.
Grabbing the condom packet that Jax so kindly left for us, he opens it and slides the rubber along his still very much erect cock. The contrast of his hot, warm body in front of me, with the cool air of the room, has my nipples pebbling to hard aching points.
I grab the base of him, lining him up to my already slick core and sinking slowly down, taking him all the way inside with a groan of pleasure. Once my body is flush with his, I begin to move my hips, teasingly grinding down on him, whilst my hands rest on his shoulders for support. His fingers are grasping my hips, digging in and showing me exactly how he likes it, as he begins to move me up and down making us both moan loudly.
“Fuck, Loki,” I gasp as he hits a particular sweet spot inside of me again and again.
I can feel the burn of my orgasm begin already, filling my body with flickers of electric fire. Having the others here and watching is a major turn on. It’s this knowledge that makes me come harder than I thought was possible. I scream my release, digging my nails into Loki’s shoulders, as wave upon wave of blissful pleasure tears through me, leaving me weightless and floating.
“Oh…goddamn, Lilly, ” he huskily groans.
I feel Loki’s hands tighten on my hips as he pounds into me hard from below, then he too finds his climax, roaring my name, his head bowing to rest on my shoulder.
We stay that way, gripping tightly to each other as we come down from our high.
“My turn,” Jax rumbles behind me, his voice so deep and gruff, it causes shivers to run down my spine, and Loki groans when my inner walls clench round him.
I look up at the sound of swishing water, to see Jax pulling himself out of the pool next to us. He lifts me off of Loki, making a sound of protest leave my lips at the loss of Loki’s still semi hard length. Turning me in his arms, he carries me bridal style across the tiles.
The cool air hits my overheated, exposed skin now that I’m out of Loki’s embrace, and goosebumps pebble across the surface as I hear Loki call, “Where are you taking her, asshole?”
“To the lounge, dickhead. You know pool water isn’t the best lube,” Jax responds, and I chuckle as he carries me to the screened off area at the back corner of the room. I look over his shoulder to see the others following.
We go through the screens, which are an open lattice work so that you can see into the pool area. Jax gently sets me down on what can only be described as a lounger-bed. A huge lounger-bed.
I look up at him quizzically. “This is handy,” I tease, lying back and stretching like a cat.
It has a firm, yet comfy foam mattress and the back part is propped up slightly so that you can relax and say read a book without craning your neck. Or, you know, have an orgy. Cue excited horny butterflies.
“Isn’t it?” Jax says in that rough voice of his, sending tremors running across my body. He has a slight tilt to his lips as he climbs up, kneeling between my spread legs, capturing my gaze in his piercing blue one.
I can hear Kiss Me by Lola Jane beginning to play, which just feels perfect for this moment. I’m completely lost in these boys, and it’s like nothing I’ve ever felt before.
Jax crawls up to me, reaching over to the drawer set beside us, and pulling out a bottle of lube and another condom packet. I can’t help but giggle, I mean, come on!
“Something funny, baby?” Jax asks, a teasing warning to his tone.
“Awfully convenient bottle of lube you’ve got there, Jax,” I giggle out, raising a brow.
“You know me, I always like to be prepared,” he quips back, eyes sparkling as he rolls the condom on, then squeezes a dollop of lube into his palm, coating his enormous cock.
My thighs clench at the sight, like they always do, though I’m still not sure whether it’s with anticipated excitement, or in a bid to protect my poor kitty cat from the pounding she will be getting. You know we love it! Great, now Her Vagisty is talking to me.
“A regular Boy Scout,” I whisper, when he sets the bottle aside, coming to rest over me with a feral grin.
“Nah,” he says, nuzzling my neck, making my back arch, and taking my wrists in his huge hands. “Ash is the one who knows all about knots.”
My widened eyes flit to the side to see Ash lounging on, well, a lounger, watching us. There’s a hunger in his steel grey eyes that I’ve not seen before, reminding me of a trapped tiger waiting to pounce.
“Eyes back on me, Lilly,” Jax growls, raising my hands above my head, and pinning them down in just one of his. “Ash will get his time later. It’s just you and me now, baby.”
My body lights up at his words, both at the mention of Ash, and the thread of possessiveness in Jax’s tone.
He holds my gaze in his piercing blue one as his other hand reaches between us, lining his wide tip to my soaking entrance.
“Fuck, Jax!” I exhale as he slowly begins to push in, the slight burn of the stretch to accommodate his size familiar, yet new every time.
“Open your eyes, baby,” he growls. I hadn’t even realised I’d closed them, the pleasure of him filling me so exquisite that I was lost to the sensation.
My eyelids flutter open, and immediately I’m drowning in a sea of blue, churning with possession, want, need, and something so intense, I daren’t even think it.
“Jax,” I moan as he finally bottoms out, fully encased inside me.
“I know, Baby Girl,” he says hoarsely, lowering his head so that our foreheads are touching, in the same way mine and Loki’s were not so long ago.
He begins to move slowly, undulating his hips in a way that has me wrapping my legs round him, pulling him closer, and crying out for more.
“Shit, you feel so fucking good, Baby Girl,” he gasps out, and hearing how much he’s coming undone, knowing I’m the cause of it, starts the delicious burn of another orgasm deep inside me.
My arms are still pinned above me in one of his big hands, and he leans down, kissing me so thoroughly, that I forget whose air I’m breathing. Then, his other hand comes up to wrap round my throat and squeeze just shy of cutting off my air supply.
Drawing back a little, he looks into my eyes again as he thrusts harder, pounding into me.
“Come for me now, baby,” he commands in a rough whisper and tightens his grip so that for a single earth shattering moment, I can’t breathe.
I come so hard that my whole body lights up, and even my teeth tingle. My inner walls clamp down on him in a vice grip, my hips bucking, making him curse out his own release on a roar.
I vaguely feel his weight drop down onto me, but I’m so lost to bliss that I barely register it. We stay locked together, breathing heavily, until I hear Ash.
“Kai, you next,” he orders, like the arsewipe that he is.
God, he’s so fucking arrogant! But my thighs clench all the same.
My eyes snap open, and I’m about to rip him a new one for interrupting my post orgasm high by being such a cunt, when I see him hand Kai his belt and I go completely still.
Jax rolls off me with a grunt, and I gasp as his dick leaves me.
Kai is waiting at the end of the lounger-bed, the belt folded in half with the buckle end in his right hand. My heart begins to flutter wildly in my chest, like a trapped bird wanting to be freed.
My eyes meet Kai’s honey brown ones, which contain a hardness I’ve not seen before. Instead of scaring me, it leaves me all kinds of excited with breathless anticipation.
“Do you trust me?” he asks in that soft melodic voice of his, soothing away the rough edges his hard eyes had created.
“Yes,” I whisper after a moment’s hesitation. “I trust you, Kai.”
“If it becomes too much or you want to stop at any time, I want you to shout the word ‘red.’ Okay?” he instructs, and I nod. Excitement, and a thread of fear running through me. My nerves feel alight once again, gone is the lazy satisfaction of moments ago.
“Come to the end of the lounger, and turn around so that you’re facing away from me on all fours,” he orders, and there’s a core of steel running through his voice that makes me shiver and my nipples harden.
I vaguely register that Sucker For Pain by Lil Wayne, Imagine Dragons, et al. is playing as I do what he says, and I crawl to the end of the bed, my limbs shaking. I glance up at him and lick my lips, turning round so that I’m looking at Jax, who is still lying on the bed, his eyes boring into mine.
“You okay, Baby Girl?” he asks, brow dipped and face concerned. He seems ready to beat the shit out of Kai if I say I’m not. Kai fucking growls back at him, like a wolf who doesn’t want to share his meal.
I like this Kai, this alpha that’s come out to play.
“I’m okay,” I assure Jax in a soft voice, quivering and a slight tingle coming over my limbs at what will happen next.
Kai strikes my arse gently with his palm, and I jump at the unexpected contact.
“I’m going to use Ash’s belt on your ass three times. Once on your left cheek, once on your right, and once across both. If you take it like a good girl, then, and only then, will I give you my cock. Understood?” he asks, his voice rough, full of desire and lust.
My eyelids flutter as I reply.
“Yes,” I can feel myself already getting wet at his words.
“Yes, what?” he says, tone full of command, winding me up even tighter.
“Yes, sir,” I answer, fulfilling my role as a sub and loving every minute.
“Good girl,” he praises back, giving my arse a final gentle caress, the warmth lasting for a moment after he withdraws his hand. I’m so tightly wound up, I feel like I’m about to explode with pent up need.
I feel the slight whoosh of cool air milliseconds before the sharp sting of leather on my bare backside. I gasp loudly as the shock of it reverberates through me, the pain immediate and intense. My hands clench in the fabric of the cushion, my breathing shallow. My whole body goes tense, yet, I’ve never been wetter, the combination of pain and pleasure a heady mix that leaves me reeling.
“You took that so prettily, my darling Lilly. Such a good girl,” Kai croons with approval, soothing the hurt with a gentle rub of his palm, the pleasure of his touch eliciting a low whine from my lips.
Seconds later, another explosion of pain cuts across my other arse cheek, and this time I cry out, hearing a growl of appreciation sound behind me. I barely get a chance to catch my breath before the third hit cracks across both cheeks.
I’m sweating and shaking, my heart is racing, and I can feel my pussy pulsating like it has its own heartbeat. I’m so turned on right now I’m almost keening, needing Kai inside me so badly.
I hear the belt drop to the floor, the buckle clanking on the stone tiles. Kai strokes my sore throbbing arse, and I hiss in pleasure and pain whilst my body tries to get away and move into his touch at the same time.
“Such a good fucking girl, Lilly,” he says softly. “Look, Loki. See how she’s dripping for us.”
Panting, I glance over my shoulder with hooded eyes to see Loki make his way over from one of the other loungers.
“Jesus fucking Christ,” he curses in his low sexy voice, reaching out and swiping a finger along my dripping slit. I moan low and loud as he puts it in his mouth sucking the juices off.
“Kai,” I beg, my voice breathy, and making his head snap back to me, his eyes sharp.
“Naughty, Lilly,” he scolds. “I didn’t say you could speak. And now, you’ll have to be punished.”
He sighs, but there’s that flash of heat in his eyes that tells me he’ll like this punishment. Probably as much as I will.
He turns back to Loki. “You fill that naughty mouth of hers. Make sure she can’t speak out of turn again,” he orders, his voice firm and unyielding.
“Yes, sir,” Loki teases with a smile and a salute, and Kai’s dick twitches as Loki turns to come to my side of the bed, then climbs on. He kneels in front of me, his hard dick proud, his round piercing glinting in the low light.
“You heard the man, Pretty Girl. Open up,” he says, a devilish smile on his face.
I do as he says, knowing that I’m going to enjoy this punishment very much. He looks up and behind me as if waiting for a signal that I can’t see, before starting to push his way into my mouth.
“Fuck, I forgot how good your mouth around my cock feels,” he groans as he holds still, eyes closed. He wraps my hair round one fist, tugging slightly. The slight pain skittering across my scalp, coupled with my throbbing arse is almost too much, and I groan round him, making his hips jerk.
“That’s better,” I hear Kai say as I hear the rustle of foil, then I feel his hands grip my hips tightly, his tip lining up with my aching pussy entrance.
Without a moment’s warning, he slams into me hard.
I’m wound up so tightly from the belt and his sheer dominance, that I fucking shatter round him, my pussy pulsing and gripping him hard as I come, groaning round Loki’s cock.
Kai gives me no respite, pounding hard into me, his Jacob’s Ladder piercing adding an extra sensation that is making my orgasm roll on and on. Both of his hands have a death grip on my hips, holding me exactly where he wants me in a bruising hold.
Not to be forgotten about, Loki starts moving in and out, giving me a little time to adjust before he starts fucking my face, a tight grip on my hair.
I will my throat to relax as I take him deeper, his auburn curls tickling my face as I suck and lick him like he’s the best fucking lollipop I’ve ever had.
Kai’s sending waves of such intense pleasure through me from my core, that I briefly wonder how I’m going to survive when his movements become jerky, and I feel him get harder right before he thrusts a final time, and with a shouted curse, stills as he orgasms. Seconds later, Loki pours his hot release down my throat with a grunt, and I swallow every salty drop.
He pulls out of my mouth, tugging my head up by my hair, so he can kiss me on the lips, uncaring of the taste of himself that lingers in my mouth. It’s short and sweet before he releases me to flop on the bed, next to Jax, his breathing laboured.
“You are so. Fucking. Sexy,” he pants, arm over one eye.
I can’t even make a coherent thought, let alone say anything in response. My body feels used, spent, and I’m just fucking liquid.
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, his brothers, 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 to Sanctify by 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 seat 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.”
He looks away, his face pained, all hard lines and sharp angles.
“Hey,” I whisper, my hand coming to cup his chiseled jaw, turning his gaze back to me. “I’m broken too. I’ve been to Hell, and I’m not sure I ever left. I don’t need angels, or knights in shining armour. And you don’t need a sheltered innocent princess.”
His churning gaze stays on mine, and I try to let him see the pain that lives in my soul, the shattered pieces slowly turning to ash. Well, they were before I came here…I let the jagged edges show in my eyes so that he can see that I’m just as fragmented as them.
He brings his forehead to mine, heaving a sigh, his warm breath tickling my face.
“Let’s get you cleaned up, Princess,” he eventually says, raising his head and walking us into a waterfall shower. Being true to his word, he cleans me up, lavishing me with all of the care and attention as if I am in fact the princess he calls me and he is my very own dark knight.
