Betrayed By One. Bound To Three-Chapter 81: Keep Quiet.

Selena

The first thing I felt was the slow, insistent press of two steady fingers sliding through my folds, parting through slick skin that was already embarrassingly wet.

My eyes fluttered open to the early morning darkness that covered the woods, bringing me to the realization that I had slept off after last night’s escapade.

I was naked, wrapped in a blanket, my skin still damp with dew and the remnants of last night’s mess, except Edris didn’t mind.

While Ronan and Kael were sprawled across each other, Edris was the closest to me, he lay curled behind me on his side, one arm banded across my waist to hold me still, the other hand working between my thighs with lazy, practiced strokes.

I stifled a moan, as the wind blew across Edris’ finger, through my folds, sending a jolt of electricity through my body.

His chest rose and fell against my back, like he’d been awake for a while just watching me sleep. His fingers curled inside me, dragging against that sensitive spot that made my hips twitch before I could stop them.

Shit! Now he’ll know I was awake.

"Shh," he breathed against the shell of my ear, so quiet it was barely audible. "Be quiet, Mate. Ronan and Kael are still asleep. I want you all to myself before they interrupt."

A shiver rolled through me. I bit my lip hard, trying to swallow the moan building in my throat.

His thumb circled my clit with maddening gentleness while his fingers kept pumping, moistened by the juices streaming down my pussy.

The wet sounds were obscene in the silent woods. Every glide made last night’s cum leak out around his knuckles, slicking my thighs and the clothes beneath us.

I nodded frantically, but my body betrayed me. My back arched, pressing my ass back against the hard line of his cock. He was already rigid, hot against my skin, leaking at the tip.

I brushed my thumb past the tip just to be certain. I felt a tingling sensation at the pool of my heat, at the thought of how horny he was for me.

Instinctively, my fingers began to work their way around his full length, pumping and stroking the tip as Edris moaned in my ears, his cum spilling through web spaces between my fingers.

I gathered some of the cum at the tip of his cock, my fingers moving slowly over my body, starting from my thighs, gliding up to my pussy, where I lingered for a moment, briefly interlacing my fingers with Edris’ fingers as they stroked deeper, before dragging them higher along my stomach, tracing the curve of my breasts, and finally bringing them to my lips to taste him. Edris let out a low growl as I tasted him. "You said not to wake—"

"I did," Edris cut in, chuckling silently, the vibration rumbling through his chest. "But fuck it," he whispered. "Just take it. Let me wake you up properly."

He added a third finger. The stretch stung sweetly, pulling a tiny whimper from me before I could lock it down. His free hand slid up to cover my mouth, firm but gentle, while his thumb stroking my cheek like he was soothing a skittish horse.

"Quiet," he reminded me, "or I stop."

I shook my head frantically, "no, please... don’t stop." My hips rocked into his hand on their own, chasing the pressure.

The early morning air was cool on my bare breasts and my nipples tightened to aching points. Edris’s mouth found the curve of my shoulder and bit down lightly, just enough to ground me.

That was when I heard the shift behind him. Through my blurred vision, I watched as Ronan stirred on my other side.

His big body rolled closer, one heavy arm draping over my hip. He scrunched his nose like it had been harassed by the stench of sex that had now filled the air, and his eyes cracked open.

Sleepy, then sharpening instantly when he saw where Edris’s hand was buried between my legs.

"Couldn’t wait, brother?" Ronan’s voice was gravel rough from sleep, but already hungry.

He didn’t whisper. He didn’t have to. He leaned in and dragged his tongue along the side of my neck, tasting salt and last night’s sweat. "She’s dripping for you already." He frowned, "I’m jealous."

Edris’s fingers never stopped. "Told you to stay quiet," he murmured, still covering my mouth. "You know your moans are like alarm clocks for your mates."

Ronan grinned against my skin. "Too late brother, she’s ours to take." His hand slid down my stomach, found Edris’s wrist, and pressed his brother’s fingers deeper into me.

I moaned behind Edris’s palm, beads of sweat gliding down the crevice of my body.

Ronan’s cock was already hard, nudging insistently against my thigh. He shifted until the thick head slipped between my folds, right alongside Edris’s fingers.

"Move your hand," Ronan ordered softly.

Edris did, but only long enough to let Ronan push inside me in one slow, relentless glide. The fullness punched the air from my lungs. Edris’s fingers returned immediately, stroking my clit now while Ronan began to rock into me, shallow at first, it’s flesh tickling the hair around my clit, then deeper, grinding against the spot his brother had already primed.

"Fuck," Ronan groaned low. "Still so tight after last night."

I tried to stay silent. I really did. But the dual sensation, Ronan’s cock stretching my pussy and Edris’s fingers working my clit had my thighs shaking. A tiny whimper escaped, sending an invitation to Kael.

He’d been sleeping a few feet away, face down on the edge of the blanket, but the wet sounds and the low voices pulled him up.

He rose onto his elbows, dark hair falling across his forehead, eyes locking onto the sight of me pinned between his brothers.

His expression didn’t show an ounce of surprise. Instead, his cock was already hard when he crawled closer on his knees.

"Can’t let you two have all the fun," he said, voice low and rough. No accusation.

Edris finally took his hand from my mouth. "She tried to be good," he told Kael, almost proud. "Almost."

Kael didn’t answer with words. He simply knelt in front of my face, fisted his cock, and brushed the leaking tip across my lower lip.

I opened for him instantly.

The taste of him, salt and musk and the faint pine from the woods flooded my tongue as he slid deep. He held my hair gently, not forcing, just guiding my rhythm while Ronan fucked me harder and Edris kept circling my clit with slick fingers.

They fell into it like they’d never stopped from last night. Ronan thrust up into me with long, powerful strokes, each one driving me back onto Edris’s chest.

Edris shifted behind me, his own cock now slick with lube he must have grabbed from the pack while I was lost in sensation. He pressed the blunt head against my ass and pushed in his full length.

The stretch was blinding. Too intoxicated having all my three holes filled at once, Edris in my ass and Ronan in my pussy, while Kael filled my mouth.

I couldn’t stay quiet anymore. A muffled cry vibrated around Kael’s length. My whole body shook between them.

The woods felt alive with the wet slap of skin, the low grunts of the men, my mates, the drip of cum and arousal onto the blanket.