CHAPTER 236
Clara’s POV
Their hands never left me. The slick heat between my thighs hadn’t dulled at all. If anything, it grew
sharper, thicker, stretching every breath into a demand. They weren’t waiting anymore. Their restraint had broken, but not into something wild. It broke into purpose.
Four men, four mates, all moving around my body like it was the only thing in the world that mattered. I
didn’t need to tell them what I wanted. They knew. Their bond to me wasn’t a metaphor. It was real. It
pulsed through them like blood. And now that I had opened myself, now that I’d said yes, they came in like
a tide.
Ronan sat back against the headboard and pulled me into his lap. His hands gripped my hips with reverent
force, guiding me down as his chest heaved beneath my fingers. His eyes were fixed to my face, but his
teeth were clenched tight.
He was shaking with it, not from nerves but from hunger, every line of muscle coiled and tight. I rose up,
one hand behind me to steady on his thigh, the other bracing against his chest. When I lowered myself, his
mouth dropped open in a silent sound.
I felt him slide inside–c**k thick, hot, the stretch so sudden it tore a breath from me, but not pain. It was
what I’d needed. What I’d been made to take. I sank fully onto him, my legs braced wide over his lap,
Ronan’s hands stroking over my thighs as if even now, even as I rode him, he needed to memorize me.
Then Darius pressed against my back, his mouth finding my shoulder, his hands sliding around to cup my
breasts. His voice was low in my ear, breath hot. “You’re taking him so fucking well.” He ground against me from behind, his d**k sliding between my cheeks, slick with his own arousal. I rocked once, my hips
moving against both of them, and he groaned, a deep, helpless sound like he was on the edge already.
Killian knelt in front of us, one hand fisting his own c**k, the other stroking along my jaw. “You look
wrecked already, baby. You gonna let us all fuck you tonight?” didn’t answer with words. I leaned forward,
wrapped my hand around the base of him, and took him into my mouth.
He hissed through his teeth. “Shit. That’s it. That’s fucking it.”
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Lucien came behind me and lifted one of my thighs. He crouched low and his mouth replaced his fingers,
tongue dragging across the slick mess where Ronan’s c**k stretched me. He licked slow, tasting
everything, and I nearly choked around Killian’s d**k. His tongue lapped up my slick, circled where I was
joined, then dragged up to swirl around my clit. I jerked forward, muscles locking, moaning around the
c**k in my throat.
“Nnnh–guhh-!”
Ronan tightened his grip on my hips. “She’s close again. I can feel it.”
Lucien didn’t stop. He gripped my thigh harder and tongued me through every motion. I sucked harder on
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Killian’s ck, using rhythm to stay grounded white Ronan thrust up into me, deep, slow, deliberate. Every
motion was matched. Every breath taken into someone’s mouth. Every inch of me was used, filled, tasted.
I came hard, the orgasm ripping through my body in a wave that left me shaking. Ronan held me steady, Killian pulled back so I could breathe, Lucien never stopped licking. Darius growled behind me, rutting
against my ass like he couldn’t wait anymore.
“You ready for all of us?” he rasped. “Because we’re not stopping now.”
Killian pulled me off Ronan’s lap and laid me back across the bed. Lucien pulled my leg over his shoulder
and slid two fingers deep inside me to stretch me again. I gasped, but it wasn’t pain. It was fullness. He
opened me with practiced precision and then nodded to Darius.
Darius climbed over me, lined himself up, and slid inside. The stretch was deeper this time. I tilted my head back and moaned through clenched teeth, hands fisting in the sheets as Darius filled me.
“That’s it. Take me. Take all of us.”
Lucien moved beside me, guiding my hand to his c**k, and I stroked him as Darius fucked into me, slow
and deep. Killian’s mouth closed over my n****e. Ronan knelt at my head, brushing his fingers along my
lips.
My mouth opened automatically. His c**k slid inside, warm, pulsing. I sucked him in deep and let him fill
my mouth as Darius filled my p***y, Lucien’s fingers still teasing my clit, Killian’s tongue moving down my
belly again.
I couldn’t keep track of them. They moved like one body. Like my pleasure was the only goal. They shifted
places. Took turns. One inside me, one in my mouth, one kissing every inch of exposed skin, one gripping my hips while the other thrust into me so deep I cried out.
And still I wanted more.
I wasn’t done when I came again. I wasn’t full when Darius groaned into my neck and spilled inside me. I wasn’t finished when Lucien slid in and began to fuck me with deep, steady thrusts while Killian took my
mouth and Ronan kissed my thighs.
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