Chapter 103 More than one

Chapter 103 More than one

Seraphina’s POV:

The room was a haze of scent and sensation, my body was still buzzing. As Malakai hovered over me, I felt the bed dip, another set of hands on me. My senses completely hijacked by the two men who had consumed my world. I was still gasping, my body trembling from the aftershocks of Malakai’s tongue, when I felt the brush of another set of lips against my skin. A different rhythm, a different heat.

I didn't know if it was Soren or Cassain, but it didn't matter. Both men were doing wicked things to me, their hands and mouths mapping the landscape of my body with a possessive urgency. The pleasure was a tight, coiling spring in my stomach, winding tighter with every touch. I let out a helpless whimper, my hips arching off the bed.

"Please," I begged, my voice breathless and raw. "One of you better take me right now."

A low, dark chuckle vibrated against my ribs. "It seems like you forgot who is in control, vixen."

"Please, please," I panted, my hands fisting in the sheets. "I can't take it anymore."

Then came the sharp bite of teeth on my nipple, the sudden, searing pain mixing with the overwhelming pleasure to send a jolt straight to my core. I knew it was Cassain immediately; he was always the strategist, the one who planned every move to drive me absolutely insane. He knew exactly how to unravel me.

They kept torturing me with pleasure, alternating between Malakai and Cassain, keeping me teetering on the edge, begging for release.

"Malakai," I cried out, my voice trembling. "Cassain, please."

Cassain leaned down, his lips brushing against my ear. "You are so pretty when you beg, little shadow."

All at once, the darkness was gone. The blindfold was lifted, and I could see them. Cassain’s intense green eyes locked on mine, and Malakai’s dark, predatory gaze burning into my soul. They were working in perfect, synchronized harmony, and I was their willing sacrifice.

I felt Malakai lifting me, his strong arms cradling my weight as he maneuvered me. I was suddenly suspended, hovering over Cassain, whose erection was hard and throbbing, pressing against my wet, aching center.

"You’re going to ride him," Malakai commanded, his voice a low, gravelly rumble. "While I take your pretty little ass."

I gasped as I lowered myself onto Cassain, taking his thick length inch by inch until he was buried deep inside me. The feeling was absolute perfection, and I began to ride him, matching his rhythm, my body hungry for more.

Simultaneously, I felt the cold slick of lube being applied to my back entrance. Malakai's finger gently pushed inside, stretching me, the intrusion delicious and strange. I moaned, my body arching as he worked me open, loving the way it made me feel so completely filled.

"Oh, god," I cried out, my body rocking into Cassain as he kissed my neck, thrusting into me slowly, deliberately. "That feels amazing."

Malakai added a second finger, scissoring them open, thrusting in and out of my ass as I rode Cassain. The sensation was overwhelming, a perfect mix of fullness and pressure that sent my mind reeling.
"Malakai," I whimpered, my hips bucking against him.

He lined his erection up with my other hole, the tip nudging against my tight entrance. He didn't rush. He took his time, sliding in inch by inch, stretching me wider, filling me up completely. I screamed out as he entered me, the sheer magnitude of the sensation sending me over the edge.

I was so full, my whole body buzzing, every nerve ending alive. I was on the brink of an explosive, mind-shattering orgasm.

I slid down from Cassain, my body glistening with sweat, and looked into his eyes as they filled me up. I leaned in and kissed him, drowning out my moans with the intensity of the kiss, my body convulsing around him as I came, exploding on his cock.

They weren't far behind. Malakai groaned deep in his chest as he came, filling me to the brim with his cum, and Cassain followed moments later, his body shuddering as he released inside me. We were a tangled, breathless mess of limbs and spent passion, locked together in the afterglow of our shared release.