Chapter 65

We lazed there for I don't know how long while the brothers swam and goofed around and body surfed. Dermott's chest began to vibrate, and the sound rose until I realized he was humming an old Irish love song - or lullaby - I wasn't sure which. The tune was familiar, but I couldn't recall the words. Again, when had I last stopped to listen to music? I'd gone to concerts as a fundraiser and attended with potential donors, I had music playing as a soothing background in my office, but how long since I'd actually done nothing but listen? It was a sobering thought.
On the other hand, the longer I lay there in his arms, the more I stopped thinking about anything but Dermott. I could hear his heart beating, smell the rich, hot blood pumping beneath his skin. I wasn't hungry, except for another taste of him. While his arm around my waist still supported me in the water, his other had crept upward to cup my breast, reminding me - as if I needed it - that we were swimming naked.
"Are you turned-on, Jess?" Dermott pinched my nipple, making me moan. "I know I am."
"Very much so." The slickness between my thighs had nothing to do with the sea. My breasts and pussy ached for his touch.
"I'd turn you around and slide into you right here and now." he murmured, nuzzling my ear as he spoke. "But I don't have any protection with me."
"The odds - " I started to remind him that the risk was miniscule, but he'd moved out deeper, shifted my weight in his arms so that I was lying flat on my back on the surface of the water. Both of his hands supported me, leaving nothing to ease the need of my distended nipples or clit.
It was Theron who stepped over to me first. He moved up between my feet and gazed at me, his eyes glowing amber in the moonlight. "May I?"
I turned my head, trying to look to Dermott for approval, but the position didn't allow for it. He nipped the side of my neck I'd turned up to the waterline. The slight sting morphed into pleasure as he licked the spot. "If you're comfortable with it, love. I'd adore the sight of him eating your sweet cunt."
Just the words made me quiver with need. With a tentative smile I nodded at Theron, who grinned as he drew my ankles over his shoulders and stepped forward. Because of the difference in the depths, my body stayed fairly level, even as he kissed his way up my inner thighs until his breath was hot on my mound.
His two brothers came up on either side of me. Christos laid his palm over one of my small breasts while Elek leaned down and licked the nipple of my other.
The onslaught of sensations made me shriek, and instantly they all stopped. Elek laid a palm against my belly. "Should we stop?"
It took me two tries before I could speak. My mouth had gone completely dry. "No. It's...nice."
Nice didn't begin to cover it. Theron licked my pussy in one long swipe, letting me know that cat shifters did indeed have raspier tongues than other species. The feel of that rough surface gently gliding along my sensitive tissues was indescribable.
"Mmm. You taste fantastic. Even with an extra helping of salt."
For a second I had no idea what he meant, I was that lost in the sensations of having four sexy, immortal males paying homage to my body.
"A little seawater just adds spice," Elek said, leaning back down to suck one of my nipples between his lips. He angled his head to the side, making room for Christos to treat my other breast to the same fervent attention.
Theron licked my slit as if it were the best thing on earth and he was starving. Between that and his brothers sucking and rolling my nipples between their lips, I was climbing toward an explosive climax in seconds. I wanted this to last - it was the most purely sexual experience I'd ever had - but I knew it wouldn't. Theron moved his lips to my clit while sliding two fingers into my clasping channel.
"Yes!" Was that me, screaming my pleasure to the stars? I could barely believe it.
"That's it, leannan. Come for us." While Elek and Christos sucked at my breasts, and Theron fucked me with his fingers, Dermot lifted my wrist, bit down and sucked lightly.
That cascaded me over into orgasm. My pussy clamped down on Theron's fingers while my spine arched, driving my breasts deeper into Elek's and Christos' mouths. Dermott didn't take much blood but continued to graze my skin with his teeth, and kept a tight grip on my waist beneath the waves.
When the climax finally eased, Theron licked my mound and thighs until I was sure every drop of my juices was gone. When he lifted his head, the others did as well, and with gentle hands the four of them eased me to an upright position and moved me into a shallower spot where I could stand. Dermott and Elek each wrapped a supportive arm around my waist when my knees wobbled.
"I think we should take this up to the house for round two," Christos said. He walked ahead of us, with Theron right behind me, one hand occasionally grazing my ass.
"That's up to Jess," Dermott replied. "Are you ready for more, love?"
Was I? I watched Christos' fine, sculpted ass as he stepped from the water. "Yes."
"Good." The frank sexuality in Dermott's tone made me shiver. "Pool, bed or living room floor?"
It was Christos who answered before I could. "Pool's closest."
He bent to gather up our discarded clothing, and my fangs lengthened. I was definitely going to sink my fangs into those rock-hard glutes at some point before the evening was over. "Closest works for me."