“I want this.”
“And we want you,” Killian promised.
“Stand up, baby,” Hiro ordered. They shifted and helped me to my feet. Gentle hands stripped my clothes away, leaving me naked before all of them.
“You’re so beautiful,” Theo murmured, leaning in for a deep kiss.
“I think you’re all a bit overdressed,” I teased breathlessly. Heat pumped through me, and my thighs were already slick with need. One by one, they stripped their shirts away, tossing them to the side. I swallowed hard, soaking in the feast in front of my eyes. All of my mates were built so differently, yet none were less beautiful than the other. Theo’s deep tan, Hiro’s golden hue, and Killian’s pale skin were all lickable. Damien’s bulky frame, carved with muscle, didn’t detract from Joshua’s more subtle strength or Ryder’s lithe beauty.
I reached out, intent on touching what my eyes were drinking in, but Hiro caught my hands in his grip. “No, baby,” he scolded. “This is about us making you feel good.”
I scowled. “Is it ever about me making you feel good?”
Chuckles broke out from several of my mates. “Oh, Nix, this is going to feel just as good for us,” Theo promised, heat in every word. “We just need to make sure you’re ready for us.”
Damien scooped me into his arms and pressed me against the hot skin of his chest, giving me a chance to scrape my nails across his abs and down his back as he carried me up the stairs. Damien growled playfully, biting my shoulder lightly while my other mates trailed behind. “You’re just begging for trouble.”
“Oh, I absolutely am.” I nodded emphatically, lapping at his nipple and making him hiss. He tossed me onto our large bed, making me bounce. Before I could right myself, hands were all over me. My wrists were held above my head and my legs spread wide as six pairs of hands touched and teased wherever they could reach.
“Such a good girl,” Hiro cooed, as he stroked a finger over my folds. “Already soaked for us.” There was no hiding it, not that I would have wanted to. That fantasy always made me needy, and here they were, promising to bring it to life. I was already desperate for my mates, my Phoenix crying out inside me at the need to claim them and make us all one for the first time.
Joshua took one of my breasts, his tongue teasing the nipple into a stiff peak, while Damien claimed the other. It was Ryder who seized my mouth, his kisses deep and drugging, his tongue dancing with mine. A cry slipped from my throat as I felt a tongue lick across my core, and Ryder chuckled.
“Missed her taste, Kill?” he asked cheekily, before stealing my mouth again.
“Every bloody day,” Killian replied, his tongue thrusting into me hard as a finger circled my clit, tapping lightly. I writhed under the sensations, his scruff scrapping over my thighs with every lap. So many hands, so many mouths, my brain was at the point of short-circuiting when Damien threw open our mental connection. All of our pleasure was amplified back at me and, with a scream, I shattered around Killian’s tongue. “God, Annie girl, you taste incredible.”
“How should we do this, hm?” Damien mused, reaching down to squeeze my ass in his large hand.
I panted through the aftermath of my orgasm, angling my head as Ryder’s teeth found the sensitive skin of my throat. I blasted an image down the mental link, the same image Hiro had painted for me the day he and Joshua had taken me together.
“Fuck!” Ryder cursed, nearly falling onto me, but Hiro’s fast hands grabbed him. His eyes were wide as a dirty smile twisted his lips. “Our girl is good at visualizing,” he told Hiro with a chuckle. “Nearly had me coming just with that.”
“It’s the link.” I shivered as Theo plucked at the nipple Joshua had relinquished. “It makes everything so much stronger. Intense.”
“Like this?” Joshua growled, before sliding two fingers deep inside me. I arched with a cry, chasing the orgasm he promised, but he slid his fingers out just before I reached the edge, making me swear. Joshua merely chuckled, repeating the gesture, driving me crazy as he shared his own need with me through the link.
“Let’s change it up a little,” Hiro decided. “Ryder? You up for bottoming?”
“Aren’t I always?” The cheeky man flashed a smile, and Hiro groaned, shaking his head. He leaned in and took Ryder’s