Chapter 238: Did You Enjoy It? (R18).
Angela rose from the ground the moment Taros stepped closer. She reached for his hands, pulling him toward her as if he did not already know what he was about to do. Her fingers brushed across his face tenderly, tracing every line as though she was memorizing him. His blue eyes pulled her in even deeper, making it impossible to look away.
She leaned in, wanting to kiss him, but before her lips could touch his, his hand gripped her neck firmly. The suddenness of it caught her off guard, sending a shiver down her spine. The way he held her told her he knew exactly how to play this game, maybe even better than she did.
"Get on your knees," he ordered, his voice deep and rough. From the side, Kaito chuckled, and Angela obeyed without hesitation.
She sank down before Taros, her heart racing as her eyes met the hard outline pressing against his trousers. Even with his clothes still on she could see how ready he was. Without a second thought her fingers slipped to his waistband, undoing his trousers with need trembling through her hands. She freed him, her breath catching as her eyes lifted to his face.
Taros was already watching her, the tension in his jaw telling her everything. He wanted this. He needed this. Her hand wrapped around his thick length, stroking him slowly before parting her lips and taking him into her mouth.
A sharp gasp escaped his lips, his head falling back as pleasure struck him. His fingers threaded into her hair, guiding her movements as his voice broke in a moan. "Yes... just like that, sweetheart."
She worked him deeper, her throat tightening around him as she pushed herself to take more. His moans grew louder, raw and uncontrolled, and the sound of it alone almost sent her over the edge. Her body trembled with need, but she held herself back, savoring the way he unraveled under her touch.
Minutes passed in a blur of heat and want, until she suddenly felt Kaito’s hand sweep down her back, brushing the dirt and sand from her skin. Before she could even react, his fingers slipped between her thighs and pressed against her wetness. Her eyes flew wide, her mouth nearly leaving Taros as a cry almost tore from her throat.
Kaito did not stop. His fingers moved with force, rubbing and plunging deep inside her, sending sharp waves of pleasure that clashed with the rhythm of her mouth on Taros. It became too much to hold in, her body arching, her moans vibrating around Taros until he groaned harder.
This had once been nothing but fantasy, something she had only dared to read in secret, but now it was her reality. And the fact that it was her mates—the men tied to her soul—taking her into this wild, forbidden fire made every second more dangerous, more thrilling, more impossible to resist.
"You fucking like it?" Kaito asked as his fingers worked deep inside her, pushing her body to the edge.
"Yes, I don’t want you to stop," she whimpered, her voice trembling as she took Taros back into her mouth. His lips curved into a faint smile and he whispered something she could not quite catch, but his expression told her everything. She was pleasing him more than enough.
Kaito gripped her waist and pulled her backward, shifting her until she was on all fours. Taros dropped to his knees in front of her, watching her closely, his own chest rising and falling hard with the strain of control. He waited, not letting her take him again just yet. He wanted her to feel Kaito first, wanted her body to be filled from behind. The moment Kaito’s cock sank into her, she cried out, her moan raw with need, and Taros leaned closer to whisper, "That’s exactly what I wanted to hear."
Her lips wrapped around him again, her tongue sliding slowly as she sucked him deep. Taros groaned, holding her head, guiding her to take him further down her throat, while behind her Kaito thrust faster, his grip on her hips bruising.
Angela had never felt anything like this. It was overwhelming, far more than being with just one, and she loved every second of it. The fullness of Kaito driving into her from behind and Taros filling her mouth left her trembling with pleasure she could hardly contain.
"Yes, take it all," Kaito groaned as his pace quickened, his voice rough with need. She gasped around Taros, her cries muffled, her body rocking as wave after wave of pleasure built inside her.
"Fuck, Angela," Taros muttered, pulling out of her mouth for a moment as he bent lower, his face close to hers. The small smile on her lips, filled with pure bliss, nearly broke him. She loved it. She fucking loved it. And that made him harder.
"I want more," she managed to whisper, her voice strained as she tried to focus on him, though Kaito’s relentless thrusts made it impossible to think. Her body shook, her nails clawed at the ground, and yet she wanted more of them.
Taros slid back into her mouth, his hand gripping her hair while the other reached for her breasts, kneading her soft flesh as he groaned, "Do you like it?" She nodded with his cock still filling her lips. "Do you want to taste me?" Another nod, desperate and eager, made his body tighten as he hissed through clenched teeth, "You are fucking amazing."
He was already building and she could feel him swell in her mouth, her eyes wet as tears slid down her face. His release came hot and strong, spilling deep inside her throat. She gagged but swallowed what she could, the rest dripping down her chin. He pulled her up and kissed her, his tongue tasting her, as if he wanted every part of her.
"How about I take you after Kaito?" he whispered against her cheek.
"Yes, please," she begged, her voice broken with need, as Kaito’s thrusts grew faster. His knot swelled inside her and his groan filled her ear, words so rough they sent her shattering as she came with him at the same time.
He pulled out quickly, groaning harder as he stroked himself. She thought he had released inside her, but his cock pulsed wet in his own hand. She turned to face him, and without hesitation she took him into her mouth, sucking greedily, not letting a drop escape.
"Damn, she’s wild," Kaito chuckled, running his fingers through her hair. He held her chin and forced her to look up at him. His eyes burned as he whispered, "I’m loving you more with every second."
She opened her lips to respond but her breath caught when Taros pushed into her from behind. A moan slipped out of her throat, muffled by Kaito’s shaft filling her mouth again. Taros widened her legs, gripping her waist tight, pounding deeper, making sure every thrust reached her very core.
Her body shook under the mix of pain and pure excitement. She bit back a scream, afraid of the echo in the cave walls betraying them, but curse words tumbled out between her moans. She begged him not to stop, begged him to go harder.
Kaito leaned closer, holding her arms down, while Taros fucked her harder, forcing her body through another wild orgasm. She collapsed but Taros did not stop until he spilled himself inside her, coating her walls with his heat. Only then did he pull out slowly, leaving her trembling.
Kaito gathered her into his arms, laying her down against him. Her body was spent, her lips weak but curved into a smile when he asked softly, "Did you enjoy it?"
She nodded, too tired to speak. Taros slid beside her, pressing close against her back. He kissed her neck gently, lingering until her eyes fluttered shut and sleep finally claimed her.