Filed To Story: Cursed Legacies Series Free PDF by Morgan B Lee
By the time he begins kissing down my neck and kissing my nipples, I’m gasping for breath. I realize Baelfire and Everett are on either side of me as Crypt works further down my body—and I jolt when my Nightmare Prince’s tongue teases my clit in a light circle.
Baelfire’s lips are pressing along my throat, branding me with his heat while Everett’s cool fingers skim over my tits, teasing my nipples with a chill that leaves me gasping. Bael groans and turns my face so he can kiss me with feral hunger—and an instant later, Everett is the one kissing me gently.
Meanwhile, Crypt does absolutely fucking wicked things with his tongue. He laps and groans and feasts on me, his tongue delving deeper to hunt for every last taste of me as he grips my thighs.
“Should’ve known you were divine,” he breathes, sucking on my clit before pinning me with hunger-darkened, silver-flecked purple eyes. “You always did taste like ambrosia.”
In between the way I’m being devoured, I manage to catch a glimpse of Silas. He’s sitting at the end of the bed beside Crypt’s sprawled form, watching with dilated pupils as I begin to pant and arch my back from the pleasure they’re giving me.
When I reach for him, gasping again from one of Everett’s rough pinches to my tits, Silas moves around to take my hand. He kisses the back of it almost reverently, but then lets it go to glance at Everett.
“Where are they?”
“Bottom drawer,” Everett says, going back to kissing me as Crypt moans and finally pulls away from the way he’s been mercilessly teasing me down there.
I want to ask what they’re looking for, but my question is answered a second later when my gorgeous matches stop their barrage of kisses and I see that Silas is holding the tube of lubricant and one of the unopened butt plugs that Kenzie dropped off while my quintet was gone.
My new heart jolts as I realize they’re going to do this with me. I’m going to have two of my matches fucking me at once, and just that thought has heat breaking out all over my spine as I try to swallow.
Gods, yes. I’m so fucking excited. And my heart is still doing weird shit in my chest, but I’m going to pretend that’s normal.
“On all fours, love,” Crypt murmurs, his gaze sparkling.
I smile and turn to get on all fours, showing off my ass. All four of them groan in the most delicious fucking harmony. I hear a bottle get popped open before suddenly, Crypt emerges from the Nether directly below me, facing up so he can watch me face closely.
“I’m putting it in, sangfluir,” Silas says, his voice hoarse.
I nod, breathless. A moment later, something cold but well-lubricated gently presses against my back door. Silas isn’t trying to press it in. He’s just teasing me with it—prepping me.
Crypt must like the look on my face because he hums. “Give her more, Crane.”
Silas presses harder, and then harder. There’s resistance, but he’s still not pressing hard enough to fill me with the plug. I try to feel out whether I like this and decide I do. A lot. I’m ready to be done with the toy so I can have one of my matches back there.
“Just stick it in,” I insist, frustrated by all the teasing.
Crypt tuts. “We don’t want to harm you, darling.”
If they’re treating me like glass because I just got my heart back, I’m over it. The next time Silas presses against my ass with the plug, I press back against him until it pops in. He inhales sharply, and Everett and Baelfire both groan.
“Look at that,” Baelfire growls. “Fuck, our goddess looks so damn good.”
“How do you feel?” Everett checks.
“Like I want fucked in both holes,” I say pointedly, looking at him over me shoulder. “And I want you in my ass first.”
His cheeks flush and he swallows hard, but he moves behind me to squeeze and rub my ass cheeks, his bare chest heaving up and down. Crypt turns my head to kiss me while Everett toys with the plug in me, twisting and moving it in and out as he makes sure I’m really ready.
And I am. So fucking ready.
“Fuck me,” I demand, breaking away from Crypt’s lips to arch my back impatiently.
“You’re right. She hates edging,” Everett laughs, clearly talking to Silas—but his voice is breathless and thick with want.
A moment later, I finally feel the plug being removed. I shudder in anticipation as cool air touches the stretch left behind—and then I feel something warm and much thicker than the plug rubbing against it.
I jolt and groan.
“Yes.”
“First, more lube,” Silas tells Everett, handing him the bottle.
I feel more cool liquid dripped around my back end before equally cool fingers rub and tease and toy with my ass—but I still feel the head of Everett’s cock teasing, wet now from lube as he rubs it against me.
“If you want both of us, it may be easier to start with Crypt,” Everett finally manages.
Crypt doesn’t hesitate. He leans up to kiss me while simultaneously lining himself up with my pussy and thrusting up. I gasp at how fucking hard and thick he is before his piercings drag out and back in.
“Fuck, darling,” he groans, dropping his head back to the pillow as he reaches up to pinch and squeeze my tits. “Godsdamn me, your cunt is heavenly.”
I swear when he thrusts again—and already, I feel that tingling release slowly building inside me. I want both of them in me when I come, so I look over my shoulder again and see that Everett is transfixed watching from behind like the other two as Crypt slides really fucking deep and back out.
“Everett,” I rasp, needing more.
His arctic gaze moves to me and turns unexpectedly blistering before he moves forward again, gripping one of my hips in one hand and using the other to guide his straining erection back to my ass.
“Fuck, let me in,” he groans, rubbing and pressing himself against me. “Fuck you’re so godsdamned tight, I can’t…”
“Easy does it, Frost,” Crypt manages.
He’s too busy struggling to fit into me to respond, but just the sensation of having Everett trying to enter my ass while Crypt is slowly pumping in and out of my pussy makes my breathing ragged. I rest my forehead against Crypt’s, wanting to grind and push until I get what I want.
My Nightmare Prince brushes my hair from my face, peppering kisses across my cheek, jaw, and lips. “Bear down back there, love.”
I’m not sure what that’s supposed to mean, but I try.
The tip of Everett’s cock pops in, and he lets out a strangled swear. Crypt also inhales sharply, his hands gripping my tits harder as he feels the elemental slowy move into me.
My mouth drops open. Oh, my gods. That feels…different.
Different, but really fucking good.
My elemental goes perfectly still, still panting. “Am I hurting you?”
“No. More,” I demand, already trying to press back against him. “Fuck, I like this.”
“Thank the fucking gods,” Everett groans. “Hold still, Snowdrop. Tell me if you’re hurting, and I’ll stop.”
“Don’t stop. Just fuck me,” I huff, aware of how much I’m soaking Crypt’s cock from the sheer pleasure of even this much.
Everett works his way into me slowly, pulling out and pushing back in and occasionally stopping to add more lubricant. Crypt is no longer moving as my elemental makes progress, but he’s gazing up at me like I’m the center of his existence.
When Everett gets even deeper, I gasp, clenching on accident. Crypt jolts, thrusting instinctively, and we all groan as new sensations wash over us.
“Look how beautiful she is stuffed full like that,” Silas groans from the foot of the bed.
When Everett is all the way in, I’m actually fucking trembling at how full and fucking incredible I feel.
“Are you okay?” Everett chokes.
I shake my head.
“Words, darling.” Crypt rocks into me again like he can’t help himself.
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