I Belong To My Three Forbidden Masters

Chapter 119: Chapter 119

Lysander’s pov

”No, no. I can’t wait! I need it now.” I completed the words with a whine.

I rotated my hips to ease the ache in my cock but nothing was working.

I was still sitting on the cold stone floor, my back pressed against the pillar, my shirt torn open to expose my burning chest. The aphrodisiac was coursing through my veins like fire, making my skin flush hot and my pulse hammering wildly in my throat.

I stripped off my pants and boxers leaving nothing on, I bent my head, unable to look at him anymore.

”Please...master.”

Drake dropped to his knees in front of me, his massive hands cupping my face to lift my face till I met his gaze as he whispered, ”Lysander... You are so goddamn beautiful. I don’t know what it is about you, but you are so pretty, little bird.”

”Seeing you like this, so needy and full of want for me- it is such a pretty sight to see.”

I trembled underneath his touch, my entire body humming from the heat still surging through my blood.

His broad fingers grazed the small of my lower back, and a helpless shudder rippled down my spine. I didn’t know how to handle the sudden, overwhelming swell of emotion in my chest.

All my life, under Darius’s roof and at the academy, people had mocked me or targeted me because of my soft, delicate features. But hearing my mate call me beautiful made something deep inside my soul unlock.

”Drake...” I started to protest, my voice trembling. There was no need for him to flatter me when I was already burning alive, desperate to lose myself in him.

He placed a long, cool finger over my lips to shush me, his gaze softening into pure velvet. ”I wouldn’t say it if I didn’t mean it. You are beautiful, Lysander.”

I froze for a moment, completely stunned by the sincerity in his deep voice. I didn’t want to freak him out by gawking at him like an idiot, but I really couldn’t help it.

He just called me... beautiful?

I mean, beautiful was one thing. Paintings and ocean views were beautiful.

But me?

”I think you’re sexy too,” I blurted out, the words tumbling out of my mouth before my hazy mind could filter them.

Drake blinked at me, a rare look of surprise crossing his striking features as I sat there staring up at him on the floor.

”I mean... I know you are,” I babbled frantically, my face flushing a deep, fiery red as I squirmed beneath his weight. ”You’re hot as fuck... and your body is... perfect.” I gnawed on my lower lip, desperately trying to break eye contact out of embarrassment. I made the mistake of looking back up at him and flushed even harder.

Drake was trying so hard to fight the amused grin spreading across his lips, so I buried my face straight into the crook of his broad neck to hide my embarrassment.

”Is it...?” Drake rumbled, a low chuckle vibrating against my cheek.

”Yes,” I croaked out, my tongue darting out to circle the throbbing pulse point at his throat.

”Does my body turn you on, little bird?” He purred, his voice dropping an octave into pure temptation.

I nodded frantically against his skin. ”Yeah...” I peeked up at him through my lashes, watching as he forced a little scowl he wasn’t buying for a second. ”I mean... I do.”

Drake let out a low, dark laugh, and I couldn’t help the helpless grin spreading across my face as my fingers played with the dark hair at the nape of his neck. The aphrodisiac was completely stripping away my filters, making me float in a sea of pure need right there on the floor of the room.

”Okay, fine,” I breathed teasingly, my hips shifting against his thigh. ”Call me beautiful again.”

”Anything you want, beautiful,” he murmured, kissing the words down my throat, his hot lips trailing down to my chest. ”You’re so fucking pretty.”

He traced the curve of my pectoral muscle with his warm tongue, making my breath hitch.

”Delicious...” Drake growled softly against my skin. ”So sweet I could sink my fangs right into you.”

A soft, helpless purr escaped my throat as his lips covered my erect nipple, sucking it rough and wet until my back arched off the floor. ”Your mouth feels... amazing, Drake.”

”You like it when I kiss you everywhere, beautiful thing?” He flicked the peak with his tongue, then lightly tugged it between his teeth.

”Ah... yes!”

My length was leaking a sticky, clear mess all over my stomach, the intense physical craving turning me into a wild, shameless animal. Moving over to my other nipple, Drake licked and sucked on it for minutes, grinding his heavy hips down against mine until we were both panting, our dark, ragged groans filling the quiet space.

Then, he bit the curve of my chest, sucking harder and harder until a needy whine tore from my throat. I was squirming and whimpering beneath him, completely intoxicated by the fierce, possessive mark he was leaving. When he finally released my skin, a dark, vibrant purple mark bloomed where his lips had been.

I lifted my head slightly, catching him staring intently at the fresh mark. I looked down at my own chest, watching the deep bruised color contrast against my pale skin.

”I like it,” I whispered, looking up into his burning red eyes.

Drake lowered his lips to my abs, kissing, sucking, and nipping his way down toward my navel, leaving three more dark purple claims across my stomach. I ended up loving every single one of them far more than I cared to admit. I was completely out of it, floating in a cloud of pure, overwhelming pleasure.

My head was tipped back against the concrete pillar, my eyes closed, my lips shivering as the waves of heat crashed through my body. I didn’t even register what he was doing until I felt the cool breeze from the archway hit my hips.

Drake grinned to himself, continuing his slow descent down my body, leaving more lingering marks along my pelvis. Naturally, he had to stop to swallow my cock into his warm mouth for a few intense minutes, unable to help himself. He sucked me off with a fierce, ravenous rhythm that made my hips buck wildly.

It felt impossibly good, but then he forced himself off my length with a wet pop, pressing hot, lingering kisses down my inner thighs.

”Flip over for me, beautiful,” Drake breathed, sitting back on his knees and gently rolling me onto my stomach.