Niall pushed the back of my neck again, guiding our mouths together, and I kissed my Dead Man, pressing my tongue between his lips.
I felt his resistance to Niall’s involvement give way as he grabbed me, dragging me closer like he was letting himself loose and suddenly I was in his arms, my legs wrapping around him as he ripped me away from Niall and strode across the room with me, laying me on the couch.
I felt Niall follow, sensed Jack’s eyes on us too, but it didn’t feel wrong, it was how it should have been, and that made a strange kind of sense to me.
Mateo kissed me villainously, weighing me down as he nudged my legs apart with his knees. I moaned as his hand slid under my top and into my bra, his thumb carving over my nipple as my skin came alive for him.
Mateo knelt up and I saw a possessed creature gazing back at me, darkness crawling all over his flesh. He unbuckled his belt, whipping it off with one movement and I frowned as he latched it around his throat and cinched it tight, twisting it around so the long end stuck out at the back.
“Hold onto that,” he barked at Niall. “And if I go too far, then pull me off of her.”
Niall didn’t even question that statement as he grabbed onto the end of the belt and yanked on it with a smirk, making Mateo spit a curse.
“I said if,” Mateo growled.
“What’s too far?” Niall asked and I was pretty curious to that too.
“Sometimes fucking makes me murderous,” Mateo said and my toes curled up tightly, those words only turning me on ten times more.
“I want you so bad,” I panted and Mateo and Niall’s eyes snapped onto me, making me feel like a monarch in the room.
I pulled my dress up and slid my hand between my thighs, pushing into my panties and feeling how wet I was for them.
“Dead Man,” I begged, reaching for him and he grabbed my wrist, rearing forward and pinning it above my head before tugging my other hand up to join it. I gasped as he yanked my panties aside and pushed two thick fingers inside me, my back arching and a loud moan falling from my throat.
Niall stood above him, watching every move he made and I met his gaze as my hips started to buck in time with Mateo’s hand.
“Rook,” Jack growled as he came into view on the other side of the couch and my gaze ran down the firm lines of his pecs to the tightness of his abs as he watched me with undisguised want in his eyes.
The three of them looking at me like that had me so turned on that I was losing my train of thought, my mind going in every direction as Mateo’s thumb rolled over my clit. I was falling to ruin already, my breaths coming heavily as my three sinners watched, and with a few more pumps of Mateo fingers, I was a goner, a cry tearing from my throat as pleasure radiated out from my clit. Mateo continued to drive his fingers in and out of me as I came down from the climax, then he tore my panties clean off of me, shifting forward on his knees and tugging his pants down.
His free hand locked around my throat half a second before he drove his huge cock into me, filling me completely and making my pussy stretch for him. I garbled something against his mouth as he reared over me, a groan of pleasure leaving him before he drew his hips back and started fucking me. Really fucking me. He didn’t hold back, keeping me still as he took and took from my body, every drive of his hips demanding I keep up with him and I loved his ruthless claiming. I responded to every thrust by raising my hips to meet him and he cursed in his beautiful language while Niall cinched the belt around his throat a little tighter.
Mateo growled at him, but he seemed completely possessed as he held me down and fucked me harder, more furiously than I’d ever been touched and I gasped and begged for more as his fingers closed tighter around my neck.
I realised I couldn’t breathe around the time I was about to come again, forgetting about oxygen in favour of the pleasure Mateo was offering me. His eyes darkened to nightshade as he watched me choke for him, a twisted smile lifting his lips as he filled me with every drive of his hips. And it seemed like the best place in the world to be, hovering between ecstasy and death.
He circled his hips, grinding against some perfectly delicious spot inside me and Niall yanked the belt tighter on his throat, making Mateo struggle for air and his fingers loosened on my neck.
I dragged down a breath just as my clit put on a firework show and I moaned and moaned as Mateo continued to pound into me. I was a fisherman lost at sea, whizzing away on a little piece of driftwood as the storm took me and hell did I wanna be swallowed by the ocean.
My climax went on and on as Mateo kept fucking me, fighting against the strain of the belt as Niall pulled it harder and harder, a jester’s smile on his face as he toyed with the man fucking his wife. It was different to how it felt with him, but not any less intoxicating. My body felt made for these men and as my gaze slid to Jack, I had a crazy thought or ten about doing this with him too.
Mateo’s hand tightened on my throat again and he looked down at me, all savage as he came close to his own release, his eyes burning from the inside out like two doorways to hell.
“That’s enough, let go of her,” Niall commanded, but Mateo’s grip didn’t ease. I didn’t mind, I liked the kiss of pain and struggle for breath, but at the same time it was probably best I didn’t up and die, even if it would have been worth it.
Niall yanked backwards on the belt as Mateo failed to release my throat and stars burst in front of my eyes as he clung on. Jack grabbed hold of Mateo’s shoulder and the two of them hauled him off of me, throwing him to the floor while I sucked in air and touched my throat with a manic laugh leaving me.
Mateo lunged at me again and I reached for him, wanting to give him the release he’d given me, but Niall smashed a fist into his face, knocking him back to the floor and pressing a boot to his chest.
“That’s enough playtime,” Niall warned as I ran my hand between my legs, the aftershocks of pleasure still skipping through my flesh.
Jack leaned down, scooping me into his arms and carrying me out of the room.
“Hey!” Niall barked. “Where do ya think you’re going?”
“Wash,” Jack replied, kicking the door open to the bathroom he shared with Mateo and walking me to the large shower unit.
He placed me down and peeled off my dress for me. I unbuckled his pants and he let me tug them off along with his boxers, revealing the leviathan that lived between his thighs. He turned me around, pushing me into the shower and switching the water on, grabbing a sponge before lathering it up with soap and immediately rubbing it all over my body.
I turned to face him, my heart thundering from his touch as he worked methodically over my bare skin, his huge cock becoming even huger as it hardened. I tipped it a salute and Jack chuckled, gripping my chin between his fingers and leaning close to speak to me.
“I enjoyed watching you come for him,” he whispered, giving me his words through our powerful mind connection. “But I would enjoy it far more if you came for me. I want your pussy throbbing around my fingers and my name on your lips, would you like that Rook?”
I nodded, getting hot all over again as he crowded me in against the wall and I felt his Kraken cock rise up from the depths of the sea to come and sink my ship.
“Do these men make you happy?” he asked roughly.
“So happy,” I whispered.
“Do I make you happy?” he asked, and I nodded.
“Then I’ll stay here for you, Rook. I’ll stay as long as you want me.”
“Then you’ll have to stay forever,” I breathed and he closed the distance between our mouths, sealing that promise with a kiss. A kiss I wanted to keep in my pocket for the rest of time.