Page 85 of Ice Cold Hearts
I shift from resting on my elbows to supporting my weight on my hands. The loss of their hands pinning my wrists down makes me feel empty. At least it does until Oliver slides under my body and sucks my clit into his mouth. The feel of his tongue, coupled with the next two slaps on my ass, makes my whole body shake.
“Fuck,” I gasp. “Just like that. Don’t stop.”
Alexei sighs disappointedly. “Clearly, you haven’t learned your lesson, Kitten, since you’re still trying to tell us what to do. Ian, why don’t you fix that problem for us?”
Ian shifts so he’s kneeling before me. My heart races as he slides his shorts down over his hips. He grabs a fistful of my hair and whispers my name when I take him in my mouth. I love the feel of him. I love the sounds he makes when I trace my tongue over his length.
I moan around Ian’s dick as Alexei presses a finger against my back entrance. He eases his finger inside me, sending pleasure tingling throughout my body.
“Good girl, taking us all like this,” he says. “You like having all three of us to yourself, don’t you? Filling you like the dirty fuck toy you are.”
He fucks me with his fingers as Oliver fucks me with his tongue.
“Take me,” I say, pulling away from Ian. “Take me like you want to. Stop being such a gentleman.”
Ian grabs my hair and takes my mouth for his own. I moan around his cock as Oliver sucks my clit into his mouth. Every thrust of Alexei’s fingers brings me closer and closer to finishing, but it’s not until he slaps my ass for the tenth and final time that I come hard. My body shakes as the orgasm racks my body.
“Ten,” I whisper after releasing Ian with a Pop.
“That’s my girl.” Alexei stokes the feather down my spine as I recover.
“On your back, Kitten,” Alexei orders.
I roll to my back obediently. The pleased smile he gives me makes my heart race. Generally, I don’t listen to arrogant men who tell me what to do, but my body feels like it was made to follow his commands.
Alexei leans over and traces the feather across my collarbone, between my breasts, and down to my hips.
“Here’s what’s going to happen,” he says, continuing to trace the feather over my body. “Ian is going to fuck your tits, Oliver is going to get to feel every inch of your tight, wet pussy, and I’m going to feel every moan you make as I take your perfect mouth.”
The thought of them having me this way makes my core ache with need. I want them in every way imaginable.
I love you.
I love you all more than I could ever begin to explain.
Those words are about to burst from my lips and make everything harder. I bite the inside of my cheek to keep them from sneaking out.
I must have been quiet for too long because Ian says, “We don't have to. You can use your safe word or tell us what you want instead.”
“No,” I insist. “I want it. All of it. I need you to make me yours.”
Ian smiles. “You already are.”
Wordlessly, he holds his hand out, and Alexei tosses him a bottle of lube from a nearby drawer. Ian puts some into the palm of his hand and strokes himself. I shiver from the chill as a few drops from the bottle land on my chest.
“Cup those tits, Kitten,” Alexei demands.
Ian straddles my waist and lets out a low groan as his dick slides between my breasts.
“You have no idea how long I've wanted to do this,” he says.
I laugh self-consciously. “I hope it lives up to the hype.”
Ian reaches down and caresses my hair then smiles tenderly. “Do you really think you could ever be less than perfect to me?”
Once he finds a rhythm, Oliver eases into me. Even though they haven’t said a word to each other, they’re perfectly in sync. It feels incredible being able to please them this way, but something is still missing. I turn my head to search for Alexei, and he’s at the edge of the bed waiting for me. He devours me with his eyes. Most men would be jealous watching his friends fuck their girlfriend, but Alexei’s face is all desire. He strokes my hair tenderly.
“You are so beautiful.” He smiles. “Are you ready for me, Kitten?”