Bedding the Band

Chapter Eight: Interrupted

OLIVIA

What?

Soren's question rattles through me. I pause in my ascent up Kai's body and hook my gaze on Soren.

He can't be serious, not really.

Except look he gives me says he's dead fucking serious. He doesn't hesitate, and the door closes softly behind him.

"Olivia?" My name is a purr of sound that shoots straight to my clit. How can I be turned on again so soon?

Stuff like this never happens to me. It's fucking happening now. I look up at Kai, hoping for some kind of sign from him.

He's completely relaxed, his soft cock giving a tiny twitch against my leg.

Kai strokes my hair back from my face and kisses my cheek. He says nothing. Even his expression is carefully blank.

"What do you say, sweetheart?" Soren stands behind me, close enough that I feel the heat from his body.

Sweetheart. Princess. Kitten. They say those names like they treasure me. I'm not sure what to make of it.

I'm still laying across Kai, my wet pussy throbbing with every word.

Completely confident in himself, Soren settles between my legs. "If you like what Kai can do, you're going to go fucking wild with both of us loving you."

"Take your time," Kai says.

Damned if I know whether he's talking to me or Soren. I look up at Kai.

"He's fine," Soren reassures me. His fingers work along my ribs and slide between me and Kai to squeeze my breast. "We're used to sharing."

Well fuck. I want to ask what he means. I need exact details.

Because my mind is going wild. Does he mean just him and Kai...or do the others share too?

What about all of them at once? Again, I have a vision of the four of them standing naked around me, worshipping me.

I've never had words open such a Pandora's box of ideas in my life. There's so much to unpack, but right now, I just need them.

I lick my lips and nod.

Before I know what's happened, Kai and Soren have flipped me over so that my back rests against Kai's chest.

His broad hands stroke my breasts. He squeezes a nipple, then rolls it between his thumb and forefinger. Soren's head is between my knees, his eyes focused and so intense that I shiver.

"Open your legs, Olivia," he says, his voice low and husky, and its warmth tickles my slick thighs.

Kai kisses my temple and uses both hands to tease my nipples. My mind snaps, and my body responds with a fervent heat. I'm too aroused to be embarrassed as I spread my legs wide for Soren.

Heat wraps around me, starting at my pussy and working upward. Soren's thick tongue nudges my clit, liquid dripping from inside me at his touch. He holds my folds open with both hands and delves deep.

I arch backward at the sensation and moan.

"That's it, baby." Kai croons in my ears. "Come on Soren's face. Let him taste that sweet pussy."

Soren's thumbs stroke toward my center and I'm suddenly desperate to feel him inside me. I buck my hips upward.

Soren backs away enough to meet my eyes. "You want more?"

I can't talk through the ragged breaths dragging through my lungs.

Soren grins wickedly and rubs his thumb over my clit. "I'm afraid I'm enjoying this sweetness too much right now. You'll have to wait." He glances up at Kai.