Chapter 90 Heat in The Shadows
Chapter 90 Heat in The Shadows
The morning air in London felt heavier than Denver or New York. It carried a hush that slipped into Selene’s bedroom like velvet, wrapping her in warmth before she even opened her eyes.
What woke her wasn’t light or sound, but touch. Adrian’s mouth traced the curve of her shoulder and John’s hand slid over her hip, thumb brushing the dip of her waist. Kostas’s voice, low and rich, stirred the air at the foot of the bed.
“Still sleeping?” he murmured, though the smile in his tone said he already knew she wasn’t.
Selene stretched, deliberately, her body arching into their hands. “If I was,” she whispered, “you would have ruined it.”
Adrian chuckled against her skin. “Then it’s a good thing you weren’t.”
Their rhythm was instinctive by now — no words needed, only glances exchanged over her body. John leaned down to kiss her mouth, soft at first, while Adrian’s lips traveled lower and latched onto an engorged nipple greedily . Kostas shifted on the mattress, and spread her thighs wide, his gaze fixed on her engorged and glistening labia and clit , like he was memorizing every bit of her .
“Three of you,” Selene teased, though her voice broke when John deepened the kiss. “It’s unfair.”
“Three kings,” Kostas said, his accent wrapping around the word, “and one queen. Fair is for peasants. We worship you our queen, our job is to make sure you never doubt how much we love you and our life and our babies .” He then dives in and begins to lick through her folds and he slips a couple of fingers into her and she arches her back as the amazing sensation of having 3 eager mouths and 6 hands caressing her body . Gasping and moaning at the assault of pleasure .
John quickly lifts Selene up and and Kostas lays down and Selene climbs onto his huge cock and empales herself while Adrian kneels above Kostas head and Selene leans forward and takes him in her mouth. John kneels down behind Selene and she gasps around Adrian’s cock as she feels Johns tongue licking her ass .
She feels him shift and his huge cock pushes gently into her stretching her to the limits and he and Kostas begin to move in sync thrusting gently into both her holes , the sensation of being so full is mind blowing as always and Selene increases the speed of her sucking and licking Adrian’s cock . The room is filled with the sounds of skin slapping against each other and sounds of pleasure. Kostas whispering dirty words of encouragement and endearment in Greek . It’s doesn’t take long before all four of them explode into a sweaty but fulfilled and tangled mess.
The Afterglow
The air is heavy with heat, the sheets damp, her body trembling from release. She is sprawled across John’s chest, glowing, her hair tangled over her shoulders.
Kostas brushes it back gently. “You look like you were carved out of fire and are just perfection Selene” he breathes.
John kissed her temple. “Or like you’ll burn us down if we ever let go.”
Selene laughed weakly, voice still hoarse. “Then don’t let go.”
For a while, there was only the quiet thrum of their breathing, four hearts beating in an unsteady rhythm as they lay there in the aftermath of their throes of passion. Adrian gently caressing her belly lovingly.
The Turn
It might have stayed that way — bliss and nothing more — if Kostas’s phone hadn’t buzzed against the nightstand. He checks it with a soldier’s reflex. His jaw set.
“They’re outside,” he says at last. “Bianca and Sienna. The detective says that he followed them into London and they made their way here and are filming and taking pictures of the house. He wants to know what he should do?.”
Adrian sits up sharply. John mutters a curse. Selene lays still, the satisfaction in her body cooling into resolve.
Selene
“They want a show,” she said, her voice low but steady. “Fine. We’ll give them one. But it will be on our terms not theirs, they think they can show up here and there will be no consequences for what they are doing or what's been lost , well they are about to find out .”
Her eyes gleaming with the kind of fire no climax could quench. It wasn’t lust anymore — it was power. She stands up and grabs a robe and walks into the sitting room and her men follow her curious to see what she has in mind .