No one spoke.
Luka passed me a wine bottle, and I gulped it greedily.
My head floated.
My core still strummed with need.
As John spun the empty wine bottle, colors and warm lights were fuzzy. It was lovely.
Orion reached his hand out and stopped the bottle so it landed on me.
No one argued.
John’s voice was rough with desire as he asked me, “Truth or dare?”
“Truth,” I whispered huskily.
“I dare you to take off all your clothes,” John ordered, ignoring my choice. The outline of a dark crown formed atop his head, and a glittering cape of darkness was draped across his shoulders.
Ever so slowly, I tugged off my shirt and pants.
The men held their breaths.
Low-fi music swirled.
Leaves rustled, and night creatures called to each other.
Naked, I tipped back the enchanted wine bottle and chugged. Sticky wine spilled down my neck and across my chest.
Unashamed of my muscles and scars, I sat up straight and spun the empty bottle again.
This time, no one stopped it.
It landed on Luka.
“Truth or dare?” I asked hoarsely.
Luka’s dark eyes were hooded with desire as he said, “Dare.”
I whispered, “I dare you to also get naked.”
He stared at me intensely as he pulled off his clothes and revealed the fine-line tattoos that covered his lean, muscled chest. Silver metal glinted below his waist, and Orion looked at it appreciatively.
Luka spun the bottle.
It landed next to me on Corvus, and the flame above our heads flickered.
My stomach knotted as Luka’s expression darkened and his voice filled with steel. “I dare you to lick the wine off Aran’s body until she’s clean.”
He didn’t give him a chance to choose.
Corvus didn’t protest.
The king of fire turned to me and leaned forward. “May I, Aran?” He tried to sound polite, but the deep, scratchy baritone of his voice made the words depraved.
I nodded, unable to remember how to speak.
Fingers buried in my curls and yanked my head back so the column of my neck was exposed. His tongue left a scorching trail across my skin as he lapped at every inch of my neck, then moved lower.
He took his time on my chest, licking and suckling on my nipples for what felt like hours.
I mewled with need and ground against him. Lifting my hips desperately.
He was relentless on my breasts and didn’t touch me below the waist. “Be patient, darling,” he said roughly.
Wetness dripped between my legs.
He kept tormenting me.
When my skin was clean and shiny, Corvus released my nipple with a loud pop. He looked down at my tender, reddened flesh with satisfaction, and his pupils were blown wide, lips glistening.
He settled back down in the circle like nothing had happened.
I crossed my legs and squirmed.
He spun the bottle, and it landed on Orion.
“Touch yourself, sweetheart.” His quiet, lyrical voice mixed with the low-fi music and caressed my skin.
My face flushed, and I ducked my head in embarrassment.
“Look at me,” Orion whispered, and I looked up.
His pretty brown eyes were intense, long lashes fluttering as he softly ordered, “Part your legs and show me your pretty pussy.”
I obeyed.
He let out a low noise, and the men shifted to adjust themselves.
“Now touch yourself,” he said loudly, and the men froze around us.
It was just the two of us.
I obeyed.
Pleasure coursed through me, and I panted as I climbed toward release.
“Stop,” Orion said.
I stopped.
“Good girl,” he praised, and my stomach clenched. Warmth unfurled inside me and spiked to a dangerous level.
He crawled forward, leaned his head between my thighs, and dragged his tongue across my sensitive flesh like I was a lollipop.
I moaned in ecstasy.
He backed away and returned to his spot in the circle.
The men re-animated, none the wiser.
Orion spun the bottle, and Scorpius reached out to stop it so it landed on him.
His grin was depraved. “Flip over and lie on your stomach.”
Arousal made everything hazy, and I eagerly complied.
“Prepare her, Corvus,” Scorpius ordered.
Strong fingers wrapped around my hips and hoisted my ass up into the air. A warm tongue licked from core to ass.
I spasmed and moaned.
He lapped at me mercilessly, then lifted me higher and feasted on my core.
Luka leaned over me, and his wet fingers slowly probed my other hole as Corvus tormented me with exquisite pressure that pushed me close to the edge, but he pulled back before I came.
It was horrible, it was earth-shattering, it was torture, it was divine.
After what felt like hours, but could have been years, Luka announced, “She’s ready.”
I was rolled onto my side.
Silver eyes stared into mine, scarlet flames dancing off his shoulders, as he pressed his thick cock into me with painstaking slowness. He was so wide that every inch forward sent fire blazing across my clit.
I cried out as I came.
Corvus swore under his breath and shoved his tongue deep into my throat while I convulsed around him. He kept entering me slowly, and my orgasm kept coming.
As I convulsed and whimpered against Corvus’s mouth, John kissed the side of my neck and whispered, “Be a good girl and relax for me.” Even slower than Corvus, he entered my ass from behind.
The fluttering trailed off into little zips of pleasure as I came back down to reality.
However, the double pressure had my need sparking hotter.
John finally entered me fully from behind and held himself still. Corvus didn’t move, his wide cock splitting me open from the front.
Ice spread across my hands as I clutched flaming shoulders.
Scarlet danced off bronze fingers as Corvus plucked at my nipples torturously. He was merciless, calluses tormenting my raw flesh.
I spasmed on his dick, and he smirked down at me with male satisfaction. “Feeling good?” he asked smugly, his voice like broken glass and whiskey.
“I’ve had better,” I taunted, the effect ruined by my breathless voice.
He grinned like he knew I was full of shit, then leaned forward and bit down on my collarbone.
I yelped.
“Don’t be a brat,” he ordered roughly, then said around a mouthful of nipple, “not while you’re gushing on my dick.”
I mewled at his words.
“Fuck, you both sound so pretty,” Scorpius groaned. He, Orion, and Luka stood above us, watching, and all three of them were stroking themselves.
Corvus chuckled, vibrations traveling down his wide cock. “Did you just call me pretty?”
Scorpius smirked. “I wasn’t talking about you.”
John’s cock pulsed inside my ass as he realized what Scorpius meant and jolted.
Scorpius leaned over and grabbed both John and me by the throats, his long dick jutting across his cut abs. He squeezed until my head spun with dizziness, then he let up.
John and I gasped for air, and Corvus laughed roughly. “Don’t play with them too much.”
The cock in my ass swelled, and I squirmed.
Just when I started breathing normally, Scorpius licked his lips and muttered, “Too late.”