Own Me (Romance on the Go) (4 page)

Chapter Six

I woke to someone sucking on my breast and hands sliding over my thigh. I peeled my eyes open, immediately feeling the ache in my body from my earlier activities. I saw it was Aram who was licking at my chest. His head was bent low, his tongue swirling over my areola and the engorged peak of one breast. I turned my head and saw Ibrahim watching me as he moved his fingers over my flesh, edging closer and closer to my pussy.

I don’t know how much time had passed, but for someone who’d just been thoroughly fucked, I was surprised that my body heated all over again. Aram lifted his head and moved up my body. He captured my mouth with his, and I raised my hands to spear them through his hair. But before I could do the act, he had both of my wrists secured in his hand and moved them above my head. He kissed my jaw, running his tongue up and down, his teeth gently grazing my flesh.

Ibrahim spread my legs and caressed my inner thighs, his thumbs swirling over my skin. I became wet all over again. I didn’t know where Boden or Eeron were, but I was lost in this moment regardless. Ibrahim’s warm breath puffed against my pussy, and I felt his desire with every flick of his tongue against me. I lifted my hips in invitation, desperate to feel his hot, wet tongue slide against me harder. To my disappointment, he moved up my body and started kissing the other side of my neck. Feeling both of their mouths on me, and their tongues lapping at my pulse, was enough to make me beg softly.

“Shhh. You are ours for right now. Let us make you feel good.”

I didn’t know which one spoke, that’s how aroused I was, intoxicated. I mewled, wanting more than the teasing touches they offered. “Please.” I didn’t know what I was asking for, but I knew it was more than what they were giving.

“What do you want, sweetness? Tell me, and maybe I’ll give it to you.”

I turned and looked at Ibrahim, his midnight hair ruffled, his light colored eyes promising dark pleasures. “I want to feel you, want to feel both of you fucking me.” Never had I thought I would say those words, especially not in a situation like this. But I felt wild, free tonight, and I was letting my inhibitions go.

He smiled at me wickedly and bent down to gently bite my earlobe. I groaned, wishing they’d let me touch them as they were touching me.

“Come here, Athena.” Aram let go of my wrists, grabbed onto my waist, and flipped me onto my belly. I turned my head and felt Ibrahim take my wrists and hold them in a loose, yet firm grip behind my back. I turned my head the other way and stared at Aram. I could see just how hard he was, and my mouth watered to taste every inch of him. We all must have been thinking the same thing because Aram moved to the side of the bed just as Ibrahim helped me to my knees and pushed me toward Aram’s waiting cock.

I licked the length of him without any hesitation. His balls were heavy beneath his shaft, and I ran my tongue further down to swirl around the soft skin. I sucked one testicle into my mouth, moving it around and then letting it go to do the same to the other.

“Fuck yeah. Suck me, Athena.”

I sucked on the other one a little harder, then made my way back up his length, my tongue making a wet trail along the way. Ibrahim was behind me, his teeth nipping down the length of my spine until he gently bit one of my ass cheeks hard enough I hissed out. But it felt good. I lifted my ass, loving how his fangs scraped seductively against me. I sucked Aram into my mouth, lapping at him like I was crazed, starved for his cock. I was so hot and ready. My pussy cream lubricated my labia and made them move erotically against each other. My nipples rubbed along his legs, the hair teasing my sensitive tissue so that I was pressing closer to him, needing more.

Ibrahim covered my back with his chest, his erection pressed against the crack of my ass. The tip of his cock teased my clitoris, and I wiggled against him.

“Hold onto the headboard, Athena. Hold the bars tight and don’t let go while you suck Aram, and I fuck you.”

I did as he ordered, shivering at his dark command. Ibrahim didn’t wait, didn’t tease me for agonizing moments. He shoved into me so quick, so hard that I was pushed forward, right onto Aram’s erection. His cockhead nudged against my throat, and my eyes watered. The double penetration made me grunt in response.

“Suck me, sweetness. Suck the cum out of me.”

Oh God.
Ibrahim started pounding into me, his mouth already at my neck, his teeth in my skin. I cried out around Aram’s cock, feeling him explode inside my mouth immediately. I swallowed his cum greedily and used my pelvic floor muscles to squeeze Ibrahim’s dick tightly. He groaned behind me in response.

“So good, Athena. Your little mouth on my cock feels so fucking good,” Aram murmured, feathering his hands over my hair. He pulled away from me, his semi-hard shaft slipping from my mouth. I sucked in air and gripped the bars tighter as Ibrahim fucked me fiercely.

He pushed me onto my stomach, and the burn of my hands being wrenched from the wrought iron bars momentarily dimmed the pleasure he caused. That discomfort vanished as soon as he covered me with his body, his cock never slipping free, his mouth still latched onto my neck. He drank from me for another second before he removed his fangs and ran his tongue along the wound. I shivered in response.

“Yeah, baby. Take my cock. Fucking squeeze that pussy around it.”

“Oh.” I bit my lip. “Yes. I’m going to come.” The feeling of my blood slipping down my neck made me acutely aware of who and what I was actually fucking. I squeezed my eyes shut and cried out in ecstasy. I lifted my ass, hearing the dirty good, wet sounds of his cock gliding in and out of my clenching pussy.

The noises he made behind me were animalistic, wild and full of pleasure. He gave one loud groan before he filled me with his seed. I shuddered as some of it slipped down to coat my labia.

I felt like I was floating, like the world had left me and I no longer had a body. Slowly, the high faded, and I fell back to reality. The bed dipped, and I heard the door open and close, and then I let myself become comatose.

****

The image of sweaty bodies, hard cocks, and blood dripping down pale flesh slammed into my mind, and I sat up, sweat covering every inch of me and my heart thundering. Breathing heavily, I ran a hand over my face and blinked in rapid succession. The room was pitch black, and I closed my eyes, trying to calm my racing heart. The dream had been so real, so graphic that I could have sworn I had been there, touched each of them, come for them.

I wiped the sweat from my brow and swallowed. “God. What a dream.” I chuckled almost hysterically and reached over, blindly trying to find the bedside lamp. I pulled on the chain, and a soft glow filled the room. After a few seconds my vision adjusted, and I rubbed my eyes, willing my heart to calm down.

“What’s wrong, baby?” I felt a hand run along my back and looked over. I smiled and lay back down, moving closer to the warm body beside me. He wrapped his arms around me and kissed the top of my head.

“Nothing. I just had that dream again.”

He chuckled seductively and kissed the top of my head. “Oh. You mean the dream about getting fucked by four vampires?”

I felt my body heat in response.

“Yeah. The same one.” I lifted my head and stared into his eyes. His hair was ruffled, his eyes heavy with sleep.

“I can’t believe you still think about that, baby,” he said in his deep, serrated voice, the same one that had me shivering.

“You liked it just as much as I did.”

Boden smiled, and his fangs flashed white in the muted glow filling the room. “You know I fucking liked it. Who would have thought you were kinky, wanting to get fucked by four vampires as you pretended to be the helpless little human.” He rose up and pressed a kiss to the side of my neck, his fangs gently pressing against my flesh.

“That was so long ago.”

“Not that long,” he said, his mouth still at my throat.

“Decades, Boden.”

“And it still feels like the first time with you every time.” He pulled back, and I saw the sincerity and love in his face. “Maybe we should do that again, see how you feel about it all this time later.”

“Mmm,” I said and closed my eyes, arching into his touch. I opened my eyes and looked at him. “Who knew a vampire as old as I could get off by pretending to be a human while four potent vampires took advantage of me?”

He chuckled softly.

Having the gift of immortality could also be a curse. But I had all four men in my life, the only men that had ever meant anything to me. We’d been through a lot, and had been together a long time. And although time could change people, could change things, everything was still so exciting being with them. I thought of what I had done all those years ago, submitting to my immortal lovers, and my body heated from the recollection, and my pussy became wet, clenching in need.

“I think you’re seriously contemplating doing that again, baby,” Boden murmured, sidling closer to me so that his masculine scent made my body flare with hunger for him.

“Where are the others?”

It was rare that we didn’t sleep in the same bed together, but there were times we needed to be alone, to have time away from the others.

As if my thoughts commanded them to enter, the door swung open and in walked Aram, Ibrahim, and Eeron. I instantly smelled the whiskey on them, could see they were tipsy, aroused, and my body immediately heated even more for them. I was always ready for these men.

And then I smiled as they got undressed, their focus on me … always and
only
on me. I spread my arms above my head and arched my back. I didn’t need a fantasy to fill my life, but when I had four men, four vampires ready and willing for me, what girl wouldn’t take advantage of that?

“We ache for you,” Eeron said.

“We’re starving for you,” Aram spoke next.

And Ibrahim just grinned.

They moved toward me in unison at the same time Boden ran his tongue up my neck.  Oh yes, this was going to be another experience that would wake me from sleep, even years later.

The End

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