6kv Chapter 313: Sing For Me
Chapter 313: Sing For Me
She’d understood. She understood now.
She turned back to the water and held out her hand toward the bank. "Blindfold," she said.
A beat of silence. Then Lucan produced a strip of dark cloth from somewhere, because Lucan always had something, and he waded in first, the water swirling around his thighs. He reached up and tied it carefully over her eyes, his fingers gentle against her temples, his purr running low and constant against her senses. The silk soaked in river water clung to her lashes like a fucking promise. His purr wasn’t just sound; it vibrated under her skin, settling low in her belly where her swollen womb carried four cubs, fuck knew whose, didn’t matter, they were theirs. His slick fingers tied the knot snug, plunging her into velvet darkness. "Good?" His breath ghosted hot against her earlobe, thick with that possessive rumble.
"Good," she breathed, the word trembling.
The world went dark and warm, and sensation exploded.
Victor approached first, a fucking mountain of heat behind her. The water surged as he waded close, his massive thighs bracketing hers. Hands like bear paws seized her hips, yanking her back flush against a chest broad enough to block the sun. His growl ground against her spine, primal and claiming. One thickly muscled arm locked across her tits, pinning her, the rough hair on his forearm rasping against her swollen nipples. "Mine," he snarled into her neck, the word vibrating against bone. His other hand slid down, blunt fingers parting her soaked folds from behind, finding her clit swollen and slick. He rubbed rough circles, making her gasp, arching her back against him. The thick, blunt head of his cock nudged against her asshole, not pushing in yet, just claiming the space, hot and insistent. "Feel that, little queen? Feel how fucking hard you make me?"
Hands smoothed up her waist from the left, and a warm mouth found the curve of her neck. Voss. Teeth grazed, sharp enough to sting, patient and deliberate. One hand slid up her inner thigh while the other anchored her hip. His mouth latched onto the curve of her neck, not a kiss, a fucking claim. Teeth scraped. One hand palmed the heavy swell of her left breast, thumb finding the tight peak of her nipple. Milk beaded instantly, hot and sweet. He groaned, sucking it greedily, tongue swirling. His other hand slid up her inner thigh, fingers drenched with river water and her own arousal, parting her folds from the front. Two thick fingers plunged into her cunt, curling deep, finding that spongy spot inside. "Soaking wet for us," he murmured against her neck, voice thick with hunger. "Always so fucking ready." His fingers pumped, slow and deep, stretching her, preparing her, while Victor’s hand worked her clit from behind.
Felicity was moaning, "Haah- fffuck."
Ivan came in from her right, the bulk of him displacing the water. Rough palms, calloused from weapons, seized both her tits. He squeezed, hard, possessively, making her cry out. Then his head dipped, mouth closing over her right nipple. He sucked hard, pulling the milk out in thick streams, a low, satisfied groan rumbling in his chest. His other hand slid down her belly, over the taut curve of her pregnancy bump, fingers diving straight between her legs alongside Voss’s. He found her clit, already swollen from Victor’s attention, and pinched it hard between thumb and forefinger. "Sing for me, Felicity," he growled against her breast, tongue flicking the tortured peak. "Sing loud, little sun"
Damien found the other side of her. The amber warm smell hit first, then that familiar hitch in the air. His mouth found her left breast, suckling gentler than Ivan but no less demanding, drawing the milk with long, slow pulls that sent shivers down her spine. His hand slid between her thighs, fingers tangling with Voss’s and Ivan’s in the slick mess of her pussy. Three sets of fingers now, Voss pumping deep inside her cunt, Ivan pinching her clit, Damien rubbing frantic circles just below it, adding friction. The overlapping sensation made her legs buckle. "Fuck! Too much!" she gasped.
Victor caught her. Of course he did. Held her up effortlessly, his arm tightening across her chest. "Take it," he commanded, voice gravel. "Take what your alphas give you." His cockhead pressed harder against her asshole, a relentless, demanding pressure.
Lucan appeared in front of her in the water, heat radiating before touch. His hands cupped her face. Then his mouth was on hers, swallowing her gasp. His kiss wasn’t gentle; it was deep, possessive, tongue thrusting against hers, tasting her moan. His purr vibrated against her lips, a counterpoint to Victor’s growl against her spine. One hand slid down her neck, over her shoulder, tracing the swell of her breast Ivan was mauling, then lower, joining the tangle of fingers at her core. Four hands now worked her pussy and clit. Lucan’s fingers joined Voss’s inside her, stretching her wider, fucking her with relentless rhythm. She felt impossibly full, stretched to the brink.
Exile moved behind her beside Victor, silent as death. His hands slid beneath her, lifting her hips slightly, adjusting her angle with precise, devastating intent. Victor took the silent cue. With a grunt and a surge of power, he shoved his thick cockhead past the tight ring of her asshole. She screamed into Lucan’s mouth, the stretch blinding, white-hot. Victor pushed deeper, inch by brutal inch, filling her ass completely, his groan shaking her entire frame. "Fuck, you’re tight," he snarled, hips grinding against her ass cheeks.
Exile’s hands guided her hips back down slightly. Now, Voss and Lucan withdrew their fingers from her weeping cunt. The thick, blunt head of another cock, one of Exile’s, pressed against her dripping pussy. It pushed in, stretching her wide open alongside Victor’s invasion of her ass. Double penetration. She was split wide open, stuffed impossibly full, cock in her ass, cock in her cunt, fingers still working her clit, mouths sucking her tits. Stars exploded behind the blindfold. She couldn’t breathe, couldn’t think, just felt the overwhelming, brutal fullness.