Page 193 of Crucible
Even the rough, guttural sounds Seth makes pushes me closer and closer to that ever-looming edge. Luckily, Seth comes before I do, and then he shoves me away like I mean nothing to him as he stands.
Two down, one more to go. Exhaustion clings to me already. A bitch really needs to work on her stamina.
Collapsing onto my side, I don’t even attempt to escape when Thorin folds himself against my back. He wraps a hand around my throat anyway because he knows that could change, and I close my eyes as he lifts my leg and enters me slowly. I can feel him watching my face as he takes his sweet fucking time. I can feel the other two watching us from where they lounge on the ground, enjoying their afterglow.
When I crack my eyes open, I see Khalil and Seth’s pinned to where Thorin and I are joined. Each time Thorin pushes in deep enough that I feel his balls, Seth stops breathing, and Khalil’s nostrils flare. When Thorin retreats, they watch the way my lower lips part and how their combined cum coats his length, easing the way for him when he plunges back inside of me.
I gasp when the tip lodges against that fleshy spot inside of me at the same time Khalil reaches over. The moment the rough pads of his fingers touch my clit, I erupt on Thorin’s cock with a strangled cry.
Thorin doesn’t make a sound when he comes, but I feel his cum joining Seth and Khalil’s, so I turn my head toward him and find him watching me like he’s afraid I’ll disappear if he stops for even one moment.
I did kind of do exactly that this morning, so it’s not an irrational fear.
A few minutes later, we’re all still lying in the meadow, resting silently while birds chirp from their nests in the trees nearby and butterflies flit overhead, and I find myself tracing their flight pattern to stay awake. Every so often, I hear the soft thud of rabbits moving around the meadow.
After ten minutes, I hear Khalil or Seth shift in the grass nearby. Also hearing it, Thorin’s head pops up from his doze,and he groans when he lifts my hand to check the watch on my arm and realizes that we’ve been here too long.
Feeling him finally free his soft cock from inside me, I peer over my shoulder and meet his warm, blue gaze.
“How was that, my wolf?”
Slowly, I let my smile free like a secret I’d been holding onto for too long and roll onto my back as I give a languid stretch. “That was perfect.”
Leaning forward, Thorin bites my bottom lip before licking the abused spot and kissing me. “We got to go.”
It’s spring, which means more visitors in the Cold Peaks—hikers and campers will come out in droves, especially to visit the nearby lake. I hadn’t meant to make Thorin, Khalil, and Seth chase me this far from the cabin, but I can’t bring myself to regret it now.
They needed this as much as I did.
A chance to re-stake their claim and prove to themselves that they’ll catch me no matter what, so I can fucking breathe again without the weight of their suspicion and insecurities.
The four of us right our clothing quietly since none of us actually took the time to undress, and then Khalil grabs and shoulders my pack before we start back for the cabin.
“Did you really have to throw her down so hard?” Thorin gripes at Khalil, and we both groan.
Have I mentioned the pissing matches between the three of them have been non-stop? Before, they were a united front against me, and now that I’m theirs, they’ve moved to staking their individual claims.
Since I know why Thorin is complaining, I respond before Khalil can. “I’m not pregnant, Thor. Give it a rest.”
“You’ve been here two months, and you haven’t had your period.”
“Have you forgotten all the shit that’s happened in that time? There are any number of reasons why it didn’t come,” I snap.
“You mean like letting us come inside you whenever we want?”
I ignore that, and Khalil and Seth start walking a little faster to get away from us. This isn’t the first time Thorin and I have had this argument. “Besides, I’ve only missed one. It doesn’t mean anything.”
“Okay,” he says smugly.
“Itdoesn’t.”
“Okay.”
I growl at him and start walking faster to get away from him, but my legs have other plans, wobbling like jello since they worked me over good, and I stumble around like a fawn that’s just learned to walk.
I can feel Thorin eyeing me. “You okay?”
“Fine.”
