Ever Cynical

Chapter 65🌶️- Keep the Glasses

Kieran POV

I sat staring at my computer, going through financials. I admit it was easier in this format than on paper, but I was still adjusting. Anais and Jothan had offered to help me with it, but I felt it was important that I at least know how to do it myself. Erik was at the other desk that had been added to my right. It was angled slightly so that we could both see the door, but not take up an awkward amount of room. He too, was buried in his computer, apparently building our website. Whatever that meant. He was nearly as much of a tech whiz as Anais. Jothan, the lucky bastard, got to share the Luna's Office with our Queen. I sighed, and Erik looked at me over his glasses. Seriously, he was already hot enough without them. They were thin and black-rimmed in a rectangular shape, and seriously hot as f**k.

I missed my Luna.

Maybe I should just knock out the doorway between our offices, make it an archway so we were never fully separated. Was I being too obsessive? Maybe...

"You need some help, Kier?" He asked, and I reluctantly tore my eyes from him. The door between our office and the Luna office opened softly. I didn't look, figuring Anais or Jothan needed something. We had decided with four mates, leaving our channel open all the time was just too much information, though we agreed that if we took trips, which would always be in pairs, any bedroom fun would be fully open. To my surprise, a hand slid over my shoulder and around my neck. I could smell my queen and Jothan. I dared to look at Erik and his eyes were wide. I could see Jothan walking his way, in a suit?

Listen, Jothan is ridiculously attractive. Not to be vain, I know I am too, and obviously Erik is a delight to the senses, much the same as our beautiful queen. But Jothan has this ethereal and yet oh so masculine quality that drives every single one of us mad with lust. So put him in an elegant suit... s**t, I was never one for formal wear, but maybe I'd have to find some excuse for it to make a regular appearance because, damn, he looked fine.

"Just watch, mon coeur." Anais whispered seductively in my ear. Jothan was wearing some silver-rimmed round glasses of his own. Okay, is it a glasses conspiracy? I giggled. "Shh Keir." She smacked my arm. My other two mates stiffened. Oh right. Probably popped wood instantly. Oops.

Sorry, not sorry, actually. I was missing them all too much and the last couple days had been nothing but damn work. If this was a naughty break, I was going to make the most of it. We all probably needed it.

Jothan gently pushed Erik back in his chair, running a hand down his chest. Erik's eyes were wide as he briefly looked at me. Jothan was naughty, but it was clear he preferred Anais. Not that it bothered us, that was just how he was. We accepted him as is. Our love was unconditional. Jothan gently moved Erik's chin until his chocolate eyes met his turquoise ones. He leaned down and passionately kissed our bear, making Erik whimper with need. It was f*****g hot, and my body was already hard and at attention.

Keep your walls completely down, mon amours, came Anais' voice to all of us. We blushed collectively, and had I not been so turned on already, I would have giggled. Totally.

And then, Jothan kneeled. The angle of Erik's desk allowed me to see everything. Holy f**k. He unbuckled Erik's belt and unzipped his jeans, before pulling his massive c**k out. A purr left his chest from Therus, who was quite pleased. Nexus had essentially dominated all of them, so this act was a subtle way of showing equality. I know that's strange, but it is what it is. When Jothan went to take off his glasses, Erik grabbed his wrist, his eyes molten pools of desire.

"Leave them on, babe." Erik said huskily, rubbing his thumb over Jothan's full bottom lip. "I like it." I could see a small smirk on Jothan's face just before he licked the pearl of precum from our mate's tip. I suddenly realized that Anais was lazily making circles with her fingers all across my biceps and shoulders. I shivered. We could all feel everything, and it made it hard to actually focus and watch as Jothan took Erik into his mouth, one hand pumping the base of his c**k while the other fondled his balls, and probably tickled his ass. Watching Jothan was incredibly erotic- the man was beautiful and every movement sensual. Erik's hands found their way into Jothan's hair as he began to hold his head and f**k his mouth.

After about five minutes, Erik pulled Jothan up from the floor and off his c**k, turning him to face the desk and bending him over it, pulling his expensive trousers to his knees. Jothan grinned at us as Erik spat in his hand and swiped it over Jothan's tight rosette before sliding a finger in. The expression on our bear's face was of lustful delight and surprise, his cheeks flushed from Jothan's attentions.

"Holy s**t, Ana, did you prep him?" Erik said, swallowing hard. Anais giggled and nodded, making all three of us harder. Jothan's c**k was seeping precum as Erik penetrated his ass, moaning loudly. Erik pounded him like the beast he was, but with utmost consideration, made sure Jothan felt good, too, pumping his c**k with the hand that wasn't grasping his alabaster hip. It wasn't long before we all felt their orgasm, c*m spurting from Jothan on the floor, and more sliding down his legs when Erik pulled out.

Erik ran lightly over to our Keurig station, which housed baby wipes and paper towels, grabbing a few for quick clean up before he and Jothan fixed their clothing. Jothan settled on Erik's lap with a smirk. Erik, clearly in his feels, had a hand on his hip and nuzzled his neck.

I have this thing about baby wipes in pretty much every room. Easiest thing to clean almost anything up with, I kid you not. Anyway.

With my Fae and bear mate looking over my shoulder at Ana, a captive audience, I turned my attention to our Queen, still leaning against me from behind.

"Your turn, mon coeur." Anais whispered in my ear.

Oh s**t.

She remembered.

Anais POV

My hands slid down to Kier's lap, where he was pitching a pretty painful looking tent. I unzipped his jeans and released his c**k from its denim prison.These men made me so damn horny it was getting absurd. I walked around his chair and

sat on his desk, my knees basically in front of his face as one shapely leg crossed the other. I'd made sure to obtain a pair of black stiletto pumps with red bottoms that screamed f**k me. He couldn't help but reach out and stroke my smooth pale skin, in awe, apparently. I let him admire my legs for a few minutes before moving to stand.

When he went to scoot back, I shook my head, only turning his chair enough that our mates could see everything as I slid slightly under his desk.

I was wearing a tight, stretchy black office dress that clung to my body all the way to my knees, with a round low-cut neckline that revealed the creamy swells of my breasts and had short, capped sleeves. I wore nothing but panties underneath, and my own pair of tortoiseshell round glasses. I actually used them when my eyes were tired, and I had a lot of code to read. All that tiny print. I'd painted my lips crimson red too. My hair was in a low bun, held in place by two black chopsticks.

As I kneeled, I looked up over my glasses at my beloved Kier and pouted slightly.

"Sir, what can I do to make it up to you? I didn't know my error was so... serious." I said in a sultry tone. It was so difficult not to smile and break character. He sucked in a deep breath, his c**k beginning to weep with his desire. His brilliant emerald eyes burned into mine. Oh boy. I know what this means. Erik and Jothan both laughed, immediately understanding what that look, plus his insistence on aftercare, meant for our future. I could not see him going full dom, he was just too nice. But light domination, both him and his wolf were going to love it.

"You've been very naughty, Ana." He said in his raspy, sexy voice, just a hint of Ri'dubh on the surface. He gestured to his proudly erect c**k, now demanding my attention. "I think the least you can do is relieve my stress, hmm?" He demanded, grinning wickedly. I nodded and opened my mouth. He held his arousal and slid the head into my mouth, groaning with pleasure. I could feel my core gushing in response.

Soon I was working him up and down at a sensual and rhythmic pace. But there was a surprise waiting for my true alpha. I clicked the little switch in my hand, activating my vibrating tongue ring. Erik gasped and Jothan's grin widened as Kier jolted, his c**k hitting the back of my throat. Perfect. His breathing became erratic as his hips took over and he f****d my face. Normally he was much more gentle, but the vibration had sent him into a frenzy.

They all seemed to forget that I didn't need them to be gentle, if what they really wanted was to be rough.

My lipstick was smeared on my cheek and all over his c**k, but neither of us cared. He was gripping my hair and pumping, wet slapping noises filling the quiet space. And then I slid my hand that was playing with his balls, now soaked with drool, to his ass, circling sensually. This was about his fantasy. If he wanted to come in my mouth, I was all for it.

Apparently, he had other plans. I felt his balls tighten, but he pulled away, panting, his emerald eyes blazing as he looked down at me, stroked his thumb across my smeared lipstick, and said "good girl." I shuddered, and gushed again. My panties? Destroyed. He pulled me to standing and bent me over his desk just like Erik had to Jothan. They were grinning, and Erik was gently kissing Jothan's neck affectionately. He was such a cuddler.

Keir smacked my ass, hard, after pulling my skirt up around my waist and ripping off my underwear. Good thing I don't buy fancy s**t. He lifted the mangled garment to his face and inhaled deeply as his hand sensually massaged the reddened skin. And then, he jerked my hips up slightly and slammed his c**k into my core all at once. I love it when he does that. His hips gyrated wildly. He was already on the edge of orgasm when I had him in my mouth, and I could feel his manhood twitching in preparation. Just the thought of it made my c*m, screaming his name as he roared and unleashed his seed. He didn't pull out, we just stayed there panting as we caught our breath. I could see Erik moving, probably to get wipes so Kier could do his aftercare.

"You need to buy stock in that lipstick, mo shíorghrá. It's my new favorite." He grinned. "And I love the glasses."

This is why sharing dreams is important, guys.

Everyone's missing out if you don't.