Page 36 of Huge Games

More slow licking sends my mind to a place where I feel like I'm hovering above our bodies, watching from outside myself. "Please," she gasps again.

"Maybe you should let her." Dornan kisses Celine's ankle, and her eyes focus on him, glazed with torment and desperation.

"Shall I let you come?" I ask her, already knowing the answer.

"Yes."

I hold my thumb above her clit and angle my cock into her pussy so I can push in with one thrust. She comes around my cock so violently that I see stars, fucking into her through wave after wave of beautiful contractions, watching her body twist and arch, stretching her breasts and making her hips writhe. "That's it, baby." She's done so well, put up with so much, and waited so long.

And now it's my turn.

"I want her on her front," I tell Elias.

Celine blinks up at me, surprised. Without any more instruction, Elias and Dornan drop her leg binds and begin to unfasten her wrists. They encourage her to turn over while I wait at the end of the bed, observing her being refastened on her front. Dornan and Elias are preparing her for me like a sacrifice at my altar.

Her ass is so tempting, curvy and round, with little divots at the top of her hips. Even with her legs pressed tightly shut, I can still see the swell of her sweet pussy pressed tightly together like a clamshell. She lays with her head turned to the left; her eyes focused on the middle distance. She doesn't help Elias and Dornan by spreading her legs. Instead, she waits for them to yank them apart using the binds, making a soft moaning plea as they do. Iclimb between her legs, spreading her ass cheeks so I get a clear view of everything that's mine. Hooking my thumbs inside her entrance, I spread her wider, groaning at the sight of all her pink, wet flesh.

"Shall I fill you up, Celine?" I ask, "Or leave you like this, gaping for us all to appreciate?"

"Fill me," she whispers. "Please."

"Such a good girl."

My cock slides into her so well at this angle. I cover her whole body with my weight, pressing so deep inside her that I bottom out, and she whimpers. Brushing my lips over the shell of her ear, I relish the shiver it induces. "Is this what you wanted, Celine? You wanted three men to own you. Have we given you what you need?"

"Yes." The word is strangled, as though her throat closed involuntarily halfway through uttering it. "Yes."

"I think you can come again," I say, even though I'm close and holding back will be a challenge.

"No." It's said on a gasp as I thrust into her hard. My hand pushes beneath her hip, searching for her clit. When I find it, all I do is press slightly above it as I thrust, knowing that indirect pressure is the most likely thing to get her off after so many orgasms. Damn, she looks and feels so good stretched out and captive on the bed. "Do it," I tell her. "Let go."

And as though my words are the trigger, she clamps around me, her body straining and spasming, and I see stars flashing before my eyes. My balls draw up, and I release like a tidal wave crashing on the shore, groaning long and deep.

Celine takes my weight as I collapse over her, burying my face in her sweet hair. Our bodies are slick, and I have a cramp in my left thigh. She's panting, and her heart is racing so hard, I can feel it against my skin.

All my reservations about getting involved withsomeone new so fast after leaving Germany slip away. Finding someone who enjoys my kink has helped me shrug off all the tension I brought home with me.

But as I reach out to loosen Celine's wrists, and Elias and Dornan crowd around to kiss and touch her and tell her she's a goddess, the connection I crave retreats inside me.

12

ELIAS

"I don't want to go home yet," Celine moans, echoing my feelings. This room at Molly's isn't exactly Caribbean-Island five-star luxury, but the bed is soft and warm, and I'm dog-tired. Dog tired with a permanent raging hard-on thanks to Travis's kinky fuckery.

I swear, I never thought that bondage would get me so hot, but watching him control Celine, teasing her until she almost broke from pleasure, has opened my eyes to a whole new world of sex play.

"I don't want to leave either. It's fucking cold out there, and it's warm in here." I pull Celine closer to my body, and she hitches a lazy leg over mine, pressing her sweet pussy against my skin.

Jeez.

There is no way I'm leaving this room right now.

"I should go. I have an interview tomorrow."

"You're our ride," Dornan points out as Travis tries to rise from the chair he's slumped into. Travis flops back.

"I guess we could crash. I'll shower here, then I can throw my clothes on at home after I've dropped you guysback."