54. VANYA: PLEASURE OVERLOAD

I loved the fact that Ezra and Obsidian were bonding, but I hated the fact that they were using my body as their playground to do that. Obsidian was giving Ezra ‘lessons’ on how to torture me, although he called it pleasure.
It was pleasurable all right, but every time I came even close to exploding, Obsidian would pull away and Ezra would start asking questions.
After the third time of Obsidian pulling away, my eyes darted over to Devrim who had been silently watching us from his spot on the chair. Our eyes locked and held. I was sure that he could see exactly how frustrated I was.
His lips twitched, but he stood, gripped Ezra by the scruff of his neck, and pulled him away. Once Ezra was off the bed, Devrim took his place, leaning down to brush his lips along my jaw up to my lips.
“Please,” I begged him. “Please.”
“I’m not the one in control, rosebud.”
I slipped a hand into his hair and pulled on the strands until a low groan fell from his lips. “Then take control.”
Devrim’s eyes darted over to Obsidian who was still between my legs but had thankfully given up his torture on my pussy. His dark eyes darted between Dev and me. I know the moment he got one of his wicked ideas because he smirk at us as he sat up on his knees.
“Take control, Dev,” he growled.
Devrim hesitated. He was used to being in charge of the pride, not of us. Between the four of us, Obsidian always took charge, but he was handing it over to Dev and instead of jumping at the opportunity, he was hesitating.
Since he didn’t want to grab hold of the opportunity Obsidian was dangling in front of him, I took it.
Placing my hands against Devrim’s chest, I pushed him onto his back and moved to straddle him. My lips captured his as I moved my hips, seeking the pleasure that both my mates had denied me.
Devrim growled and grabbed my hips. His lips parted beneath mine, tongue slipping into my mouth and searching for mine.
I moaned, thinking I had the upper hand, but Devrim flipped us over, making me gasp and blink up at him in surprise.
“Nobody said you can take control, rosebud,” he muttered, frowning.
“You never let me control anything.”
“That’s not true,” Ezra called, making my eyes snap to his. “You’ve been in control of everything for the last week which is why I’m suffering from a very bad case of blue balls.”
Obsidian laughed, surprising all of us. “Don’t lie to her. You’ve been jacking off in the shower every chance you get.”
Ezra’s face reddened. “No I haven’t!”
“Okay.” Obsidian climbed off the bed. “Since you claim to be suffering from blue balls, I’ll teach you exactly what blue balls feel like.”
He jerked his shirt over his head and dropped it to the floor, kicked off his shoes and unzipped his pants and nodded towards the chair by the bed where Devrim had been sitting.
“Take a seat, Ezra. You’re not allowed to touch yourself or come until I give you permission,” Obsidian ordered. “All you’re allowed to do is watch as we fuck our mate. You can take some notes if you want. I’m sure that you still have a lot to learn.”
“Fuck you,” Ezra hissed at him, but he surprisingly obeyed Obsidian’s order.
Devrim frowned at Obsidian when he crawled onto the bed. He moved all the way up, settling on his knees next to my head. Ignoring him, Obsidian pulled his cock from his pants and smirked at me.
“Wrap that pretty lips around my cock, sweets. I want to hear you moan around my cock as Devrim fucks you.”
A shiver raced down my spin. I pushed myself up on my elbow and turned sideways to face him. My eyes locked with his for a few seconds before they dropped to his pulsing cock. Leaning forward, I wrapped my hand around the base of his cock and flicked my tongue across the tip to gather the pre-cum.
His hand slipped into my hair as I wrapped my mouth around his length and took him deeper. A groan fell from his lips, making my pussy clench.
I was so focused on him that Devrim had completely slipped from my mind until he placed a hand on my thigh. I was ready to part my legs to make space for him but his hold on my thigh stopped me from moving.
Obsidian’s hold on my hair tightened.
My focus was being divided by Obsidian and Devrim. I wanted to watched Devrim to figure out what he was doing but I also wanted to keep my eyes on Obsidian so I could see how he reacted to my mouth.
But Obsidian pulled away, giving me a smirk in answer to my protest.
The moment he slipped off the bed, Devrim rolled me onto my back and settled his hips between my legs as he leaned over me to capture my lips in a slow kiss. I slipped my hands along his arms, up to his shoulders. Digging my nails into his skin, I tilted my hips, eager to have him inside me, but the men had other plans.
Devrim pulled away. Sitting up on his knees, he flipped me over onto my stomach and pulled my hips up. I settled on my elbows and knees, ass in the air, expecting him to enter me from behind.
Like Obsidian, doggy style was his favourite position.
A gasp fell from my lips when something cold dropped onto my as and slowly dripped down my between my asscheeks.
I glanced over my shoulder to find Obsidian seated next to Devrim with a bottle positioned over my ass. My stomach twisted with unease when his eyes locked with mine. I knew that look all to well and I wasn’t sure how I felt about it at the moment.
“Relax, sweets.” He gave the bottle a squeeze. “I’m not going to fuck you here tonight. I’m only going to start preparing your ass to take me.” Obsidian slipped his finger along my ass and then dipped it in between my asscheeks to spread the moisture around my hole. “There’s still a lot to do before I can fuck you here.”
If it wasn’t for Devrim’s hold on my hips, I would have pulled away.
“Are you paying attention boy?” Obsidian questioned Ezra.
“When are my lessons going to start?”
Obsidian growled. “It already has.”
Ezra scoffed.
“If you want to start shit then you can go sit on the roof until we’re done like you’ve been doing,” Devrim hissed.