“My clit,” I said insistently, a demand that was nearly a plea. He was ignoring it on purpose, teasing me as much as I was teasing them.
“If you want your clit played with, then you have to let us free,” Risk replied.
“It’s not polite to gang up on me,” I said breathlessly. I should’ve kept tormenting them to prove a point, but I was so damn needy that I couldn’t wait.
With a small wrist movement, I loosened the bindings around Risk’s and Tomb’s arms, and they immediately broke out of the hold. Tomb reached out, grabbing hold of the webbed rope, and flipped me right side up, making me giggle as I spun.
The blood from my head must’ve all rushed down to my pussy, because I started throbbing there as moisture gathered between my thighs. In front of me, Crow licked his lips, my arousal shiny on his scruffy jaw. The obvious sight of my juices on his face made heat rise to my cheeks.
“Look at that,” Tomb said, reaching out a hand to skim his knuckle against my cheek. “Our mate is blushing.”
Risk smirked. “If that’s making her blush, we clearly haven’t been doing our job lately,” he said wickedly. “I think she needs to be reminded of the many, many other filthy things we like to do to her.”
Oh gods. I bit my lip, his words making me blush even harder.
My three mates shared a look. Fuck, I loved that. I loved when they spoke to each other without words, and I could practically hear the dirty things they had planned for me.
“Sit back on your swing, Wid,” Tomb instructed with that deep, gravelly tone of his that I adored.
Swallowing hard, I gripped the ropes on either side of me and thickened the portion I was sitting on while letting the rest of my webs loosen around my men so they could slowly undress in front of me. It was one of my favorite views.
Risk stepped forward with some of my webs looped around his arm, but when I opened my mouth to ask him what he was doing, Crow sealed his mouth to mine, swallowing my words. My eyes closed in bliss as his tongue stroked against mine. “Can you taste yourself on me?” he asked against my lips. “I fucking love how you taste. I could lick you all day.”
He wasn’t exaggerating either. The Between gave us plenty of opportunities for my mates to spoil me with every kind of sexual thrill they could offer.
He deepened the kiss, turning my head so that he could get me right where he wanted me. I was so into it that I didn’t even feel Risk loop webs around each of my ankles and stick the ends to the wall until my legs were suddenly pried open, leaving my pussy open wide as I hung in the air.
My eyes flew open, and Crow stepped back, and I looked at all three of my mates as they circled around me. Gods, the view of their muscled bodies was enough to make me bite back a whimper.
“Mmm, that’s better,” Risk purred as he looked at me, spread before them.
I felt Tomb’s hands slide down my shoulders to my waist as he stepped up behind me, his big hands clutching the globes of my ass as he squeezed. “Much better,” he said huskily, his lips pressing against the top of my ear.
“Please,” I said before I could stop myself.
“I do love to hear her beg,” Risk mused.
“What do you want, Motley?” Crow asked, his hand stroking up and down his impressive length.
“All of you,” I answered honestly.
He and Tomb circled around me again, until it was Tomb standing in front of me and Crow’s hands were running up and down my spine. Crow’s hands came to my hips, and he nipped my ear. “Lean back,” he said, and I did, letting my back rest against his chest.
Tomb made a rumble of appreciation as he stared in rapt attention at me spread before him. “Like a feast laid out,” he murmured.
“Please, Tomb,” I said, feeling needier and needier by the second.
My gargoyle stepped forward and dragged his cock up and down my slit a few times before finally lining up with my entrance. He was big, and even after all this time and all the times we’d had sex, I still tensed as he entered me because of his size. He was thick and long and so fucking hard. With every inch, he sunk into me, his cock vacillating from skin to stone, back and forth until I was writhing and whimpering.
When he was finally all the way in, he let out a ragged breath. “Fuck, baby. You’re clenching on my cock already.”
I was. I couldn’t help it. My entire body was squeezing him from the inside out.
“Well, that won’t do,” Risk tsked. “She’s going to be much fuller than that in a second, so we’d better loosen her up a bit.”
I looked over with heavy lidded eyes as Risk stepped forward, his proud cock jutting up, and he pressed a thumb against my aching clit.
“Yes,” I breathed, so relieved and excited to finally be touched there that I nearly wept.
“Give me your touch, and I’ll give you mine,” he said with a devious gleam in his eye.
I didn’t waste any time. Tomb had started to rock into me, and I wanted to come so badly. I reached down and gripped Risk’s cock, and he rewarded me by using his expert touch to circle my clit, his thumb and fingers feeling hot as fire where they brushed against me.
I struggled to keep my eyes open as I watched Tomb’s dark length move in and out of me while Risk strummed the point of my pleasure. It was sexy and stimulating, but then I felt a slick finger probing me from behind.
I bit my lip hard, my fangs
