There was something nudging at her panties, hot breath blowing over the sticking fabric. Her pleasure spiked with the nuzzle of something hard against her clothed pussy. The tiniest of stimulation that should not make her drip and spew that much but did. And then someone was pressing hot open-mouth kisses to her pussy, directly over her needy clit. The moan that was strangled from her throat, muffled by Casper's lips, was involuntary. The resounding chuckles from her men was embarrassing as hell, but they didn't give her the time to think about her shame.
No, they attacked.
A gasp was wrenched from her throat when her thighs were parted wide open and another mouth began to suckle at her inner thighs, a wet, hot tongue licking over the muscle and tendons. It worked alongside the tender licks to her clothed pussy, and another hand was drawing slow, smooth circles over her inner thigh. Holy shit. A moan tore from her throat as sparks of pleasure surged over her skin. Amber squirmed, rocking her hips against the unknown people and those fingers tightened and the mouths left her skin.
And the wave of pleasure subsided.
"So impatient," Ezra tutted, "so needy." And her mind jumped, trying to pinpoint his location. Was he the one going down on her? What were they doing? No, her brows furrowed, there were too many hands, it wasn't just one person it was—She didn't have much time to think because MinJae was moving to press kisses down her neck, sucking gentle on her skin as he toyed with a concealed nipple. His thumb drew smooth circles over her sensitive nub, turning soft peaks into hardened, engorged nipples.
"Good?" Casper asked softly, breaking away from her lips for a quick breather and she blinked dazedly into his eyes, noting the swirl of colours. The dance of cadmium and turquoise, the spark of ultramarine and mint. The colours of his soul.
"Y-Yes."
And it was then when MinJae moved, giving her a full view of the men going down on her.
Sieon. Her heart jumped at the swimming desire in his eyes as he nosed her clit, licking her covered folds with tiny strokes of his hot tongue. Hikaru and Oliver flanked his sides, the two watching her as they stroked her inner thighs, pressing her thighs far apart. Ezra watched them from the back like a hawk, pumping his cock with a caged fist.
And their eyes, all of their eyes, they were dripping lava and burning fire that melted her skin and turned her heart into a gooey mess. Holy shit. Her cheeks flamed at the sight, fingers trembling as they found their way to her eyes. She couldn't look. Not with how they were so close to her secret areas, not with how they were all looking and touching—
"Don't be shy love," Casper said, voice husky and deep. "Look at them, look at what they're doing," he commanded; his voice edged with power. And she quaked from his words, her chest curling and tightening with her embarrassment. Her only freed hand digging into the sheets.
"I-I can't."
"You can."
He pulled her up then, pushing her to the edge of the bed in one quick swoop with strong, muscular arms. And there was nowhere to hide, not with Casper's arms caging her tight against his body and MinJae's kisses down the column of her throat. They'd pushed her thighs so far apart that she could see her hard, swollen clit tingling and begging for attention, feel the sensitive nub rub against the fabric of her panties. And her soulmates were at her feet, knelt on the floor on their knees. It was as if they were offering a prayer to their goddess.
Sieon descended over her engorged nub, his tongue rolling and lashing over the powerhouse of pleasure as Hikaru and Oliver nipped and lapped at her inner thighs. Oliver toyed with her folds, dipping thick fingers into her whenever he could, pumping into her clenching flesh until sparks soared and wails ripped from her throat. And Hikaru seemed to fight with Sieon for a taste of her on his tongue, catching her nub between his lips whenever he got the chance to push Sieon out of the way.
It was erotic, having the three men knelt at her feet like that, working over her skin, battling to take a hold of her pleasure. And a shudder pulled through her body at the look in their eyes. It was lewd, sinful. The way they glanced up from under long lashes, the way they worshiped her skin, the way they seemed to submit to her. Or maybe she was the one being dominated here. And her chest heaved, sweet shallow pants escaped her lips.
She couldn't quite describe the newfound pleasure that tore through her skin along with a rope of flowing gold. It tugged at her soul, pulling it from her body until it felt as if she had passed on into a realm of nirvana. And all she could see was the colours of bliss and ecstasy. Only she wasn't dead, only heavily pleasured by the people she loved.
Too good, it was too good and she was going fucking insane.
"She's completely soaking the sheets just with foreplay."
Oliver was breathless as he released his fingers from her folds, her cunt making a loud squelch that jerked her heart. He grinned, giving her a view of the strands of her cream on his fingers, glossy and slippery with her want. Embarrassing. But the shame was starting to ebb away as the pleasure took a hold of her mind, for whenever the fear grew too strong MinJae and Casper would sooth her with kisses and coos that distracted her mind. Kisses that made her head fuzzy and her cheeks hot.
"Good," Ezra drawled, thumbing at the head of his cock as he watched her with lidded eyes, spreading pearlescent droplets of need over soft, velvety flesh. "We don't want her first to hurt." He pressed a finger to his lips, smoothing out the flesh. "She looks so fucking hot like this, all fucked up and needy for an orgasm." Amber bit her lips then as another moan escaped her throat, and now she understood why the reservoir of her pleasure seemed to fill continuously and never break.
They were edging her.
"It doesn't really taste like anything, her cum," Sieon said smacking his lips as her hips trembled from another approaching high. It dropped the moment he left, stilled waters that should have spilled from her dam but didn't. He leaned back to lick at his lips with a tic in his brow as he tasted her on his tongue. "It just smells so damn good it fucks with my mind; I think it tastes sweet but it's really just her natural scent." Amber watched as he gave her slit a long lick as if to prove his point and she wheezed. She was going insane.
"It's the soulmate shit," Ezra replied. "It wants us to bury our noses into her pussy and please her as much as we can." He kicked him then with a foot on his back, folding his arms haughtily. "Get to work kid. Use your tongue properly, she's not ready yet. Lick over the entire length of her clit like you would a cock and suck on it."
"What the fuck?" Sieon glared at him, making a face. "How would I know how to give head to a guy?"
"You touch yourself, don't you? Then you'll know what the fuck I'm talking about?"
Were they arguing while this was going on? Her lips twitched. Seriously? And then fingers were tugging at the edges of her panties, slipping it off her hips in her moment of distraction. The fabric pulled away along with a thick sticky strand of her cum and cool air greeted her folds, resulting in another thick gush of her arousal. Hikaru and Oliver hovered over her, staring at her exposed cunt and watching as it trembled and pulsed with need. And then her bra was clipped off, pushed aside by Casper's fingers.
"D-d-don't stare so much," Amber whimpered out and all eyes darted to her body. Shit, she shouldn't have done that. She squirmed as their gaze roamed over her skin, dancing over her chest to her parted thighs, slow and languid like honey down her skin. Those eyes that were maddened with lust, softened and grew tender and warm when they met her eyes. Sweet honey over cups of dark, bitter chocolatey sin, wolves in sheep's skin.
"How else am I going to remember this moment?" Oliver teased softly, a smirk on his lips. "I want this in my memory forever." He stroked her then, running his fingers over her hip bone. "I want to know everything about you, I want you in my dreams, I want to be able to see you even when I close my eyes." Her cheeks flamed at his words, going redder than it should be able to. He wanted to carve the memory of her naked in his head. And somehow, it was a strangely romantic gesture to her twisted, corrupted head.
"W-we can do it again." Amber stuttered out, wriggling under his touch. "You don't have to memorize me now." Her hips jerked, twisting and writhing in the air. She needed more, she wanted more. All they had done so far was to bring her ache, and her pain to a greater level. Tears burned at the back of her throat. "J-just touch me," she whispered and Oliver's lips stretched.
His fingers danced over her labia, massaging her sensitive skin as Hikaru dipped his fingers into her warmth, pumping them in and out of her. This time, their touches were soft and quick, fleeting and ephemeral. They came and went, never lingered long enough for the pleasure to spike. They refused to touch her exposed clit, extending her pleasure as they openly spoke words of pure sin and lust.
"She squeezes me, she's so tight it's difficult to move my fingers," Hikaru commented softly, gently swirling his digits in her folds. "It feels like I might hurt her."
"Use your wrist, she's wet enough for it to be fine. Make sure you don't use your fingernails," Oliver whispered back. "Like this."
She gasped as Oliver took hold of Hikaru's fingers, speeding up quickly and the pads of his fingers were digging into a spot in her that made her legs tremble. A spot that made liquid pleasure flow through her and flames lick at the base of her spine and her feet. A spot that forced moans out of her throat, sounds that she desperately tried to hide with a hastily bitten tongue. How embarrassing.
"Nuh uh, let us hear your voice," MinJae murmured, stroking her lips with his thumb. "It's not fair if you keep it all to yourself." Casper was playing with her breasts, skilfully rubbing her nipples until they grew tight and strangely sensitive. He seemed to like her nipples the most, his fingers would tweak them until they twanged with pleasure.
"You're still jealous that I got her screaming in the studio?" Ezra chuckled and MinJae simply pouted at her, revealing the red underside of lush lips.
"It's not fair that you let Ezra hear you, what about me?" He asked sweetly, feigning innocence. "You don't like me?" She desperately shook her head. Of course, she likes him. Of course. MinJae moved pushing her men aside with a soft 'shoo'. He flounced to the spot between her legs, kneeling to lay his head against her inner thigh "I'll give you a reward if you let yourself sing, okay?"
"M-Min Jae, what are you—"
"Open your eyes, and look at me," he growled.