Broken Knights (Gifted Academy #4) - Michelle Hercules Page 0,56

dives into my folds, unraveling me with his tongue.

Morpheus grabs the edge of my sweater and pulls the fabric up, helping me out of it. I took my bra off earlier before I went to bed, so the cool air turns my already hard nipples into pebbles. Rough hands cover them, different hands. Two fingers pinch my chin and turn my face to a pair of soft and ravenous lips. The taste of cinnamon fills my mouth as Morpheus’s tongue dances with mine. Soon my head becomes light and my body tingles. I’m spinning on sensory overload, and I don’t know anymore who’s touching what part of me, but I’m surrounded by all of them. Well, I know Bryce is still busy in between my legs, as the pressure keeps building and building down below.

But greedy me wants more, so much more. I pull away from the kiss and breathlessly say, “If someone doesn’t fuck me right now, I’m going to combust.”

“I got this,” Morpheus whispers against my lips.

Just then, Bryce sends me soaring into outer space. I cry out, clutching his shoulder as the climax hits me suddenly. Morpheus’s arms go around me, covering my breasts as he kisses the back of my neck. The waves of pleasure keep coming, shattering me into pieces.

Bryce finishes his torture by placing a kiss on each of my inner thighs. Then he unfurls from his lower position, and not a second later, Morpheus lifts me in his arms.

“Where are we going?” I ask.

“Not far.”

Two steps are all he needs to reach the mega mattress that Phoenix and Rufio put together.

A bubble of laughter floats up my throat.

Rubbing the back of his neck, Phoenix says, “I know it’s not great, but it’s the best we could do with the limited resources available.”

“Hey, this is camping, not a five-star hotel,” I say. “You can put me down now, Morpheus.”

He drops me at the edge of the four mattresses they pushed together to make one. I doubt they’ll stay like that once we start… Oh God. My brain is trying to ruin everything again by thinking too much. I put a lid on it and let my emotions take control. I prefer where they’re headed.

I’m still wrapped in Morpheus’s arms, so I untangle from them and walk to the middle of our love nest. My eyes have adjusted to the gloom, and I can see that so far, no one is ready for me.

Pouting, I put my hands on my hips. “How come I’m the only one naked here?”

I swear to God, I’ve never seen four guys undress so fast. One blink of the eye and I’m surrounded by the most gorgeous, sexiest men I’ve ever met, all wearing their birthday suits and rocking raging erections. My mouth waters.

“Dude, if you don’t make your move, I’m going in.” Phoenix tells Morpheus.

He walks over, watching me with eyes that glow golden in the dark. His shadows aren’t present, but his demigod essence is radiating from his body in luscious waves. I can feel them against my skin, caressing, probing. I don’t know if I’m imagining things or if Morpheus has learned a few new tricks.

He reaches for my hair, running his fingers through the strands. “What do you want me to do, Daisy?”

Oh shit. Does he want me to spell it out? Before I lose my nerve, I pull him to me, gripping the back of his head and sealing my lips to his for a searing kiss. I let the furnace that was brewing in my center expand until I’m burning from the inside out.

We fall to the mattress together in a tangle of limbs. His erection is already pressing against my entrance, but instead of thrusting inside of me, he turns me around and lifts my hips off the mattress. In this new position, I can have my fun with all of them at the same time. I don’t need to say anything out loud. Our minds are connected, our desires in sync.

A condom wrapper is torn. I’m glad someone here is thinking straight, because I’m not. Holding on to my hips, Morpheus hammers into me all the way to the hilt. I cry out from the pain and pleasure. Rufio drops to his knees in front of me while Bryce and Phoenix position themselves on each side of me. Rufio grabs a fistful of my hair, tilting my face upward. Our gazes lock, and for a fleeting moment, his eyes turn electric blue,