Chapter 466

Violet Purple was on the floor heaving, her chest rising and falling in tandem. That had been nothing short of amazing. She felt so good she could literally die from happiness.
But her men were never short of creativity, because before she could fully catch her breath, Griffin reached for her and lifted her off her feet. He carried her effortlessly to the couch and sat down, settling her to straddle him. That was when she realized he was naked.
Then Griffin shifted her hips over his throbbing length and eased into her. Violet gasped, mouth open, as he filled her inch by glorious fucking inch until he was buried to the hilt. Griffin groaned with pure need, her channel gripping him so tightly it was as if her body refused to let him go.
“Oh my God!” Violet cried out, her nails digging into his shoulders. From this angle, he stretched her so good it hurt deliciously. Nᴇw ɴovel chaptᴇrs are published on.net
“You feel that, don’t you?” Griffin rumbled, his voice deep and gruff, arms locked tight around her waist and eyes darkened with lust.
“Yes, I feel that—fuck Violet was still speaking when Griffin slapped her ass, drawing a sharp yelp from her lips. The sting only aroused her more, a jolt of lightning tearing through her spine as her body clenched tighter around him. She was so sensitive, every nerve on fire.
“Please?” she begged, breathless, even as her eyes searched for her other mates.
“Yes,” Griffin growled, voice thick with heat. “Go on, take what you want, little mate.”
Violet began to ride him, and God, it was the best feeling in the world. At first, she rocked her hips as hard as she could, each movement sending ripples of ecstasy up her spine. Her breath came in soft, surprised gasps that echoed through the garden like music.
Then Griffin’s lips brushed her ear, his voice low and molten. “Go harder, love. I’m yours to use.”
His words sparked a fire inside her, and Violet began to bounce on his dick, letting the motion completely consume her. She couldn’t stop moaning. Thinking had long left her, and all she could feel was the ecstatic, overwhelming sensation of Griffin inside of her.
His eyes were fixed on her, watching her own her pleasure with so much adoration it could make one weep. Her head was thrown back, eyes shut, lips parted, chest heaving and breasts thrust forward as the familiar fire of pleasure built up inside her.
When Griffin moved his hand to her breast, squeezing with tenacity, the pleasure-laced pain shattered her. Violet roared his name as she came undone, her body shuddering as she broke into a million pieces.
“Yes, God.” Griffin groaned as he stiffened.
Violet felt his release spill inside her, hot and sticky. Then she collapsed against him in a sweaty, breathless mess, holding him like she’d die if she let go. She kissed him hungrily, their lips moving in sync, and their tongues tangling.
A minute passed before Griffin slid out of her and turned her over, guiding her onto all fours around the armrest of the couch. He moved behind her, kneeling on the cushions, positioning himself once more.
Violet’s breath hitched not because she could feel Griffin’s length pressing against her entrance, but because her other boyfriends had been watching the live action play out with hungry eyes and hard clocks. Yes, they were naked.
Then Griffin slammed into her with such force it knocked the breath out of her lungs. Goddess alive. Her eyes rolled to the back of her head. He just hit a spot she never thought he could reach.
He began to move and there was nothing gentle about it. Griffin’s grip was tight around her waist, his hips pounding into her fast and fierce as if he were claiming every part of her. Violet was unable to speak, gasping for air. She was slowly losing her mind here.
From her peripheral view, she caught one of her men move until he stood right in front of her.
“Roman Violet gasped, struggling to anchor herself against the sensations tearing through her. But the moment her lips parted to speak, he filled her mouth with his cock instead.
Fuck her life.
Violet moaned in surprise; she hadn’t seen that coming at all. Roman threw his head back and groaned in satisfaction, eyes shut like he’d just tasted heaven.
From behind, Griffin slammed into her harder, forcing her to take Roman even deeper down her throat.
“God Roman cried out, his hand now buried in her hair and controlling her movement. “Yes, go on
“I think she’s a greedy little mate who wants more.” Griffin’s laughter had a sinister edge as he thrust harder, like a man possessed.
Violet’s only response was moaning and screaming around Roman, nearly choking, but craving every second of it. In that moment, she was nothing but a vessel for their pleasure and her own, utterly consumed by the overwhelming, out-of-this-world sensation.
“I—I think I’m going to come,” she managed to mumble around Roman, her voice trembling with need. The animalistic growl that rumbled from Roman’s chest told her he wasn’t far behind either.
The combined onslaught of Griffin plowing through her while Roman fucked her mouth sent Violet falling into a depth of pleasure she’d never known. Blood rushed through her ears, and her vision edged with black. She felt Roman swell against her tongue, right on the brink of release only for someone to pull him out. Seconds later, another cock slid past her lips, and that was when her orgasm hit her, tearing through her body, mind, and soul.
Violet was on Alaric now, sucking and licking him as she rode out her orgasm. From the side, she heard Roman grunt, finishing himself with rough strokes. Out of the corner of her eye, she caught Asher on the couch, watching her with that dark, hungry stare, his hand working himself slowly. The sight was sinful, maddening, and so wickedly erotic it shoved her straight into a second orgasm, her cries swallowed by the fullness of Alaric in her mouth.