Page 115 of Reluctant Queen

He lifted his finger off me, towel in hand as he quickly wiped their cum off my body. The whole experience was so sensual and tantalizing that I sobbed, almost begging for release. Then his lips met mine in a bruising kiss. He kissed me like I was the only thing in this world that mattered and I sunk into it.

“Do you want it hard and fast?” he mumbled across my lips.

I nodded and whimpered, “Please. Please fuck me. Please fill me. All of you.”

As soon as the words left my lips, Fame’s starving power filled me, telling me that when I’d accepted his word, it had brokered a deal and started to flood my body.

I was more than happy to embrace the power that was making me feel strong again, building me back up with its yummy goodness.

Death’s hands suddenly grabbed me, sliding me over to him as he lifted my body up. “What my mate wants, my mate gets.”

He slapped my ass, and I cried out, almost panting like a dog for the sexual attention.

“More,” I panted.

He chuckled as he held me close to his front while he lay down on the bed, never being more than an inch away from my face. He sheathed himself in me in one swoop, cutting off my cry of pleasure with a mouth-plundering kiss that woke up my muscles and caused my hunger to come out in full force.

I sucked down his power, that sweet kiss of death running down my throat and settling in my belly as I clenched my muscles around his dick and began to ride him. This time, he cried out, but I dug my fingers into his scalp, not letting him move one centimeter as I swallowed down his power with an all-consuming hunger.

I felt a lubed-up dick work its way into my ass, and I cried out, breaking my kiss with Death as he started to thrust in and out of my pussy.

I pushed up off Death's chest and leaned back, wrapping one arm around the man who was working himself deep into my ass. He slapped my ass so hard that it was going to leave a mark, but as soon as he did it, I felt the power of swords clashing and warrior cries in the wind, and I knew who it was.

My arms wrapped as much as they could around his thick, corded neck as I turned his face to mine, searching for his lips.

“Little goddess,” he whispered my nickname like a prayer and gave me the most sensual, toe-curling kiss. Then he and Death started to pound into me at the same time.

Con came up to my side, sliding his hand up my body as he whispered against my skin. “I fucking love you, Lillian.” He sunk his teeth into my neck. I growled at the pain, but he quickly licked the spot, soothing it.

War pushed my body forward, and I felt Con settle in behind me. A slick finger slid up next to Death’s dick, working its way in. Death started to moan as his brother kept pumping in and out, stretching me out to make room for something bigger.

Con worked two more fingers in before I felt the head of his dick slide in right next to his brother’s. We all moaned at his entry. They paused for a second to let me adjust, but as soon as I sighed, they all started to push into me, filling me so full I thought I would explode, filling me so good my eyes closed as I saw stars.

I felt fingers run through my hair, and the feeling caused me to clench. Three sets of grunts around me let me know what I was doing.

“Open up, princess.”

I opened my eyes and found Fame in front of me, his face, for once, an open book. His face shone with pride and love, his eyes soaked in all-consuming lust, his mouth parted in his own plea. “Please, princess, please let me cum inside of you.”

I smiled as I gave him my answer. “Always.” I licked my lips as I dropped my mouth open, his hard cock sliding right in where it belonged.

I was now at the point where I needed to let go of control. I needed to enjoy the ride that my mates were putting me through. I lifted Fame's hand and put it on my head, giving away the last shred of control.

He put his hand on the back of my hair, gripping me hard, and started to pump in my mouth. I licked and sucked at him as much as I could. Saliva dripped past my lips, and my body bounced with the thrusting of my other three mates.

There was a freedom in letting go. At being allowed to just feel and experience what was being done to me. At being so full you just had to accept it. Also deciding to trust them like this, knowing that they were going to make this excruciatingly good for me, and letting them take the reins. I liked it more than I wanted to admit.

It was exquisite to be able to let go and only hear the slapping of skin, the pleasure-filled moans, the gasps of breath, grunts of pleasure and pain. It was the music of our union, and I got a front row seat.

I knew I wasn't going to last much longer, I could feel all of us getting too close to that explosion of carnal joy, so I ran my teeth lightly against Fame's dick, while at the same time clenching my pussy and ass muscles around them, and that was all it took.

Fame roared as his cum shot down my throat as I licked around his dick like a popsicle, not wanting to miss one drop. Death and Con cried out as they came so hard that I felt our combined cum spurt out of me, making a mess out of all of us. War bellowed his release so hard the wall shook, filling my tight ass so much that when he pulled out, his cum immediately dripped out of me, running down my leg in the most gratifying way.

Suddenly my last horseman's magic called to me, the taste of claiming and owning filled my mouth, I swirled it around like fine wine before I let it slip down my throat, coating everything it touched with its essence. The Lust magic from all of their cum settled into me like a cozy security blanket, telling me everything was all right. Everything was okay, more than okay.

Four bodies crashed down around me, and my heart filled with so much love it was about to burst as I felt each of their hands find pieces of my body to hold onto, wanting to be as close to me as they could.

“Fucking Hell, little goddess. I think you broke me.” We all chuckled at War’s declaration and one of those dopey, silly, happy smiles crossed my lips as I looked at the ceiling and hiccupped. Oh no. I chuckled to myself. Guess who’s power drunk?

For once in my existence, I was excited for the future. I was excited to share it with these four men lying here with me. I looked down at my moving mate marks, strong and vibrant, smiling when I felt everlasting love and gratitude fill me. Reaffirming how much they felt for me, felt for our future. I picked up each of their hands, one by one, and used the last bit of my strength to kiss the lily flower mating mark on each of their wrists, thanking both God and the Devil for bringing these men into my life. My mates.

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