Chapter Thirty-Nine: Zeke's Date (Part Two)
Wednesday
Emerald's POV:
Deciding on a pair of black Yeezy, I tied them. Getting up and giving myself a once-over again, I walked out. The moment I was in the room, there was a knock on the door and Zeke and Sam walked in.
Seeing them both had me still in my tracks; they only had on a pair of basketball shorts, their rippling muscles and delicious washboard abs on display. The curling sensation in my belly was back and hitting straight to my core making it wet in anticipation.
At that moment, I forgot about being shy, knowing they could smell my arousal; their eyes turned pitch-black when my core tightened, and they looked at me like some juicy steak. But I didn't care, all I wanted to do was run my hands down those rippling muscles, be that little sweat droplet that glided smoothly down those amazing abs and disappear in that delicious v-line. And, oh, those muscular thighs, how good would it feel to do the same thing I did with Azreal yesterday with them. I would be a sandwich between them, with Zeke in front and Sam at the back, squished between hundreds and hundreds of pounds of pure exotic Alpha muscle.
Goddess! I'm never going to be ungrateful again, I am blessed with hunks for mates.
"Angel, if you don't stop, we might never want to wear clothes again,” said Zeke, breaking me out of my daze, my cheeks tinged red. Ugh! If I didn't care about being shy then, I sure as hell was now. I basically eye-raped them. Ragging female hormones!
"Oh um, sorry I didn't mean, I mean..ugh," I mumbled out.
I heard them chuckle.
"It's okay, love, we're always awestruck whenever you're around. Even in pyjamas, you leave us speechless,” said Sam winking.
I rolled my eyes, but didn't stop my smile from spreading on my face. As I said, Sam was the cheekiest.
Laughing, Zeke strode towards me and kissed my head.
"You look great angel. Perfect for what I have planned..." well, at least I got the outfit right, "... I'm going to shower and then we'll head out quickly."
I nodded, he kissed my head one more time and walked into the bathroom. Then suddenly, I was swept into a pair of muscular arms. I couldn't help the squeak that left my mouth.
"I didn't know you could sound like a mouse, baby. It's cute though,” said Sam, as he made me straddle his legs on the couch while he nuzzled my neck.
Huh? Mouse? Rude, I was surprised, that's all.
I didn't realize our compromising position until I held onto his shoulders and propped myself up. As I straddled him, I could feel his growing member right beneath my core, and our faces were only inches away. You could tell he’d come back from a workout, with all the sweat and male musk scent around him, but did I care at the moment? Not one tiny-flying mushroom bit. He was gorgeous! My hands unconsciously went down his body, gliding from his pecs to his delicious abs. As I went lower, he grabbed my hand, breaking me out of my daze.
"Be careful there, baby, don't start something you can't finish. Plus, I can't have you all tried like yesterday. Zeke would kill me if I ended up putting you to sleep,” Sam whispered in my ear.
I choked on my saliva; he knew! He knew what happened yesterday. With the way his black lust-coated eyes also dug holes into my eyes, I did not doubt that I was right, plus he upfront admitted it. I blushed and looked down, squirming in his lap but stilled, immediately realizing what I was doing. A groan left his mouth, and he held my hips in a firm grip.
When I looked up to explain, his lips came crashing down on mine. Nipping my lower lip, coaxing me to open for him, to which I obliged, he dove his tongue right in, subduing mine and kissing every corner of my mouth. I didn't even know when my hands went toward his hair, and I tugged on it, eliciting a scrumptious moan out of him. I felt his hand hold my waist while the other went to my left breast, squeezing it and then pulling on my nipple. Breaking the kiss, I threw my head back and let out a little moan as he trailed open mouth kisses down my neck, stopping on one of my marking spots, sucking on it hard and nibbling with his teeth. All of a sudden, I felt a presence behind me: Zeke,
"Angel, I'm gone for five minutes, and here you are all hot and bothered and without me..." from the corner of my hooded eyes, I saw his charcoal black eyes look at me, then Sam, "...brother, this isn't fair, I thought we agreed we’d get her like this together!” Zeke said.
"Can you blame me, Z? Have you seen her?" asked Sam, never taking his head away from my neck.
Why were they talking so much and not paying attention to me? Seeing my growing frustration, Zeke chuckled and grabbed my head and kissed me hard, holding the front of my neck with one hand while the other went closer and closer to my core as he gilded it down my neck, to my breast and then stopped mere centimetres from the waistband of my jeans.
I whimpered and unconsciously ground against his front and Sam's growing bulge. The tightening in my belly was getting too much to handle, making me whimper.
"What do you want, angel, tell us?" whispered Zeke.
He knew what I wanted but wasn't doing it!
Ugh!
"Tell us, baby. What did Azreal do yesterday? Hm?" asked Sam, with both his hands now on my breasts, squeezing and caressing them.
Oh, Goddess! This felt good. If only Zeke's hand went a little lower, everything would be so much better.
Seeing my flushed face and sweat dripping from my forehead, both chuckled but never once stopped their hands from roaming my body.
"So shy,” said Zeke.
"You'll have to learn to open up, baby. We'll give you what you want today, but next time, until you ask, you won't get it,” whispered Sam in my ear.
Before I could say anything, Zeke popped open my jeans button, and his hand went straight to my clothed core; however, he didn't take off my panties and kept his hands outside on top.
I whimpered.
Why did it feel wrong but so right?
"Tell us if you need me to stop, angel,” said Zeke.
But before I could tell him I didn't want that, he parted my pussy's lips on top of my panties and rubbed circles.
Oh, holy moly! Goddess! It was like being struck by lightning! I let out a loud moan and threw my head back. Zeke chuckled and went for my lips again, not once his hands stopping his movement. I felt Sam's head dip down to my breasts. My nipples were rock hard and probably peeked out from my shirt despite wearing a bra. I felt him take one of my clothed nipples into his mouth, sucking on it as he pinched and pulled on the other. Both of them weren't touching me directly, but by Goddess, it felt so freaking amazing. Suddenly, I felt a pinch, and as euphoria hit me hard, I let out the loudest moan ever.
"Found it!” I think I heard Zeke say.
Zeke pinched and rubbed my clit over my panties again, never stopping his calloused fingers from roughly rubbing me. I couldn't help but grind against his hand with the growing pleasure. Sam had started sucking on the other nipple but was rougher now, pulling it between his teeth and stretching it out. I was about to combust, emotions ran everywhere.
"Let go, angel," Zeke whispered in my ear, leaving my mouth and kissing down the front of my throat.
As if on command, I let out a small scream in ecstasy, cum gushing out of my core, soaking my panties and dampening Zeke's fingers. I heard both of them groan. Sam let go of my nipple and brought his mouth down on mine for one last kiss; he kissed me ravenously. Letting go and seeing I was dazed, he sat up straight and chuckled. I felt Zeke take his hands out of my pants, and then he did something I didn't expect. He licked his index and middle fingers. I blushed; you could see they were dampened with my juices.
Licking them, he let out a manly moan and said something like I tasted excellent. Blushing, they both laughed and helped me off Sam's lap. When my feet hit the ground, my legs became jelly and threatened to give out, Zeke quickly held me from behind.
"You okay there, beautiful? he asked, you could see the smirks on his and Sam's faces.
Ugh! As much as I wanted to be embarrassed, I was at an all-time high of satisfaction to give a care about anything else.
By Goddess, these quads were talented with their body parts.
"Um, I'm okay now. Should we leave?" I asked, trying to divert the topic.
"You sure you wanna go out like that, baby?" asked Sam.
Huh? What did he mean?
He pointed toward the mirror, and I checked what he was talking about. I had changed not even twenty minutes ago. But the moment I saw the person in front of me, I was dumbfounded.
My smooth french twist was undone, my lip-gloss was smudged all around my lips, I was harbouring a major hickey in one of my marking spots, I had two saliva blotches near my nipples, and you could see a wet patch on my jeans. It looked like I got hit by a truck, well, not a truck but a truckload of pleasure.
Squeaking, I quickly ran into the walk-in closet to change. I heard them laugh from outside. Sam yelled, " Have fun!” and went into the bathroom, while Zeke yelled he'll meet me downstairs.
Ugh! Dumb Alphas!
Quickly dressing in a pair of dark blue jeans and a plain black v-neck full sleeve t-shirt, I fixed my hair and makeup and was out the door. Not before spraying a bum-load of perfume trying to mask my arousal scent.
These quads will be the death of me.