Chapter 31

I passed out from exhaustion somewhere in the next day's afternoon after traveling for hours without rest.

When I woke next, it was because someone was manipulating my arm to aid me out of my ripped and tattered shirt. My eyes shot open in fear, only to relax when they locked onto Sasuke's, then I allowed him to continue, assisting his efforts. The familiar sound of a bath running nearby, and the large bed I was lying atop, told me we were likely at the inn located at the small village I'd passed through on my way to Kakurega village.

I stood as his long fingers unbuttoned my pants and ran my hands up his bare chest as I stepped out of them. Gorgeous dark eyes searched mine as he guided us backward toward the sound of the bath.

"Where's Madara?"

We passed the threshold of the bathroom, and I ran my hands down his torso to help him out of the remainder of his clothes. Sasuke watched my every move with a familiar heat beginning to lift into his gaze, "Buying clothes."

Once both of us were fully undressed, he pulled me along and entered the bath. It was much smaller in depth and width than those I've grown accustomed to, but I almost liked it because we had to remain close. I scrubbed my hair and skin thoroughly with the floral-scented soaps the inn offered, glad to finally clean myself after a few days of intense sweating and travel. Sasuke did the same in a less frantic manner, and we got out the moment we were done.

After brushing my teeth, I went through the tedious process of combing my long hair. Once the prince was done with his post-bath routine, he simply stood behind me and gently let his fingers roam about my bare skin, eyes studying our reflection in the mirror.

With my hair over my shoulder, I winced as I worked on the last of the tangles, "Are we staying the night?"

He pressed himself against my back, and a bright blush appeared on my cheeks when I felt the hardness of it. Finished with my hair, I sat the comb down and met Sasuke's eye in the mirror, wild arousal dropping in my abdomen. The familiar heat in his gaze only made it easier for me to nod slightly, giving him silent permission to do whatever he desired.

I thought he'd bend me over and go for it immediately, but instead, he turned me to face him before lifting me so I could sit on the counter before kneeling and forcing me to spread my legs enough that he could bring his mouth to my most personal area. My knees bent over his shoulders, my feet touching his back, and I fumbled with trembling hands to catch myself from falling backward.

Wet and hot heat massaged and pressed at the perfect pressure and tempo to turn me into a mindless mess. It didn't take long for the rope in me to begin tightening and coiling, so I breathed out in between pleasured gasps, "T-The bed. Can we use the bed?"

Then I was being picked up. I squealed with surprise, wrapping my legs and arms around Sasuke's head and shoulders as he carried me out. When my back hit the bed, he immediately returned to what he was doing before.

"Sasuke!"

He looked up at me, glowing eyes sparkling with amusement and arousal. My brow furrowed, and I moaned as I relaxed, my back arching in response to his unbelievable expertise. Long fingers came up to flatten against my stomach, running slowly up as Sasuke licked me a few more times before he followed them. The prince danced kisses and small bites up my body, earning small sounds of appreciation from me.

All at once, he sank his teeth into my neck and began pressing himself inside me. My fingers climbed up the back of his neck to tangle into a fist of his hair when he began moving, slowly at first but gradually increasing in pace. My other arm wrapped under his so I could reach up and hold his shoulder. Soft pants and moans of breath began to tug from my lips with each thrust of his hips, a slight rumble growling through Sasuke's chest occasionally.

That rope became tighter and tighter when suddenly the door to our room opened. I squeaked in surprise when Madara casually entered, shutting it behind him before offering me a wink and sitting down a few bags, likely containing a change of clothes for us all. Then he turned and headed into the bathroom. I heard the bath turn on again.

Sasuke slowed, speaking into my skin as he pulled his teeth from it, "I'll keep going."

My face burnt wildly, but I nodded, forcing myself to release the tension in my body that'd formed when the other Uchiha man arrived. He bit back into my neck and returned to his previous pace, earning a surprised moan from me as he resumed building up to sweet release. The coiling and flexing of my muscles continued to tighten, but I couldn't take my eyes off the open doorway of the bathroom until I was forced over the edge not even a minute later.

My nails dug into Sasuke's shoulder as my body clung to his, and his name left my lips in a high, desperate tone. His tongue ran over my skin after I came down from my euphoria, closing the bite he'd created.

We ended up switching positions, him sitting cross-legged under me while I straddled his lap. Strong arms wrapped around me as I positioned myself on top of him. His nails dug slightly into my back, between my shoulder blades, as I sank my teeth into his shoulder, and then we were moving. I could tell he was beginning to get close by his gradual loss of self-control.

Heat enveloped my very being as his blood encouraged my body to begin building toward another climax. My rhythm stuttered as an unbearable wave of pleasure climbed my spine, and I gasped, releasing my bite into his shoulder so I could straighten my spine and let my head fall back. Sasuke took one of my nipples in his mouth, swirling his tongue around it as we continued to increase our speed and effort.

I shuddered at the sensation, suddenly much closer to the edge. I whispered breathily, "H-Harder!"

The man obeyed with vigor, his grip tightening around me to keep me in place as he uncrossed his legs to properly thrust roughly into me. With each movement, his hot breath hit my chest, and I felt him suddenly staring at my face, so I met his eye. Uncontrollable desire and passion blazed in the fiery color of his irises, and I fumbled to adjust my position so I could come down onto him with more force.

"Mmm…Sakura…" Sasuke's voice was low and dangerous as his nails dug further into my skin.

I held his shoulders tightly, no longer able to bite back on my moans as I hypothetically approached the finish line. Suddenly, my back hit the bed, and his knees came under my bottom to arch my lower body upwards. Both of his large hands circled my waist tightly as he pounded into me with zero hesitation, effectively forcing my body to succumb to his.

My hips bucked and pressed into his, and my head fell back in ecstasy as I endured a more powerful orgasm than the previous one. The entire time, I couldn't pull my gaze from Sasuke's. Before I could come down from my high, he straightened his spine and pressed into me as hard as possible before a groan rumbled through his chest, and I felt him meet me in oblivion by the heat pooling inside my lower abdomen.

I panted for breath, a sheen of sweat dusting my freshly cleaned skin with my damp hair strewn messily about the foot of the bed.

Rather than pull out, Sasuke stayed where he was and gently ran his hands down my thighs as he came down on top of me again, pressing slow and sensual kisses up from in between my breasts to my neck. I closed my eyes, sighing happily at his silent affection. He's always been the type to offer physical acts of love rather than words, and I can't say that I mind.

"There's still some hot water left if you need to bathe again." Madara's voice suddenly broke the comfortable silence of the room as he spoke in a playful and teasing tone.

Sasuke didn't acknowledge him, but I looked over to see him walking towards the table that held the shopping bags he'd brought in with nothing but a towel around his hips. A humiliated blush rose to my face when he didn't bother trying to hide his staring, and I tried not to let my eyes wander to his bare, muscular arms and torso but failed. Only when Sasuke began to get hard inside me again did I notice that the rest of my body was also reacting.

The prince said nothing and continued leaving heated kisses and nibbles on my neck and shoulder. Madara chuckled before finally releasing my gaze by turning to sort through the clothing he'd purchased.

Sasuke slowly began moving his hips again, making me gasp, and I breathlessly hissed, still not fully cooled down from our first round, "W-Wait! Not while he can see…."

Rather than stop, the prince spoke quietly into my sweaty skin, "He watched once already."

Suddenly, and I know he did it on purpose, he adjusted the angle of his hips against mine to hit that oh-so-sweet spot that makes my thoughts disappear. A surprised moan tore from my chest, and he rose to hold himself up with one hand, the other holding my hip as he smirked, eyes alight as he watched my tortured face.

Physically struggling, I managed to argue, "But I didn't know until we were already-ah!-done last time."

The topic of our conversation piped up, "Don't pretend my attention doesn't excite you, my dear."

I squeezed my eyes closed, panting heavily as I tried not to moan in response to Sasuke's expertise, "S-Shut up!"

Sasuke's hand slid up my body from where he'd been holding my hip until he firmly held my jaw, encouraging me to open my eyes and meet his gaze. I did, gripping his arm. He didn't say it out loud, and I'm beyond relieved he didn't because it would've been enough to leave me too mortified to function, but the sexual and intrigued glint in his red eyes told me he knew Madara was right. Rather than be angry, though, he seemed amused that I couldn't deny such a perverted accusation.

He parted his lips to speak, and I shook my head quickly, knowing exactly what he was about to say, which made him tighten his hold to keep me still. I writhed under him, still having a hard time ignoring the wondrous movements he was making, "N-No, I don't want to-" "Yes, you do," he cut me off, his voice thick and strained with arousal.

My brow furrowed desperately, and he came down to kiss my lips before speaking against them, "I'm not upset."

He pulled back slightly to search my face, and I frowned, "Sasuke, I don't think I can do this."

I'm scared of it all: being intimate with someone other than Sasuke, being intimate with more than one person at a time, and being intimate with Madara, of all people.

The overwhelming arousal almost completely disappeared within me when Sasuke pulled back to sit on his knees, hands holding my thighs, "Madara." I sat up on my elbows, trembling slightly in panic as I glared at the prince, but my attention was averted by the other person in the room suddenly speaking from behind me.

"Contrary to what you may believe, you can say no."

I had to lay back down fully to see his face and realized he was offering to back off if I truly opposed this. A light-headed feeling washed over me as my cheeks tried to pale and blush simultaneously, and I met Sasuke's eye again, him having halted his movements so I could properly make a choice without the distraction.

Tears rose in my eyes as he offered an encouraging nod. He came forward to intertwine our fingers on one hand, kissing me multiple times before pressing his forehead against mine and peering warmly into my eyes, "It's alright."

Are we really going to do this? Once the three of us cross this line, there'll be no going back…

That's what I was thinking, but I still didn't stop Sasuke when he slowly moved back to sit on his knees and began moving again. I also didn't pull the plug when they both manipulated my body, so I was at the edge of the bed, and Madara slid into my mouth.

What the hell am I doing?!

I nearly had a panic attack when I learned that group sex is incredibly casual and expected within vampire culture. Sure, I swore to give it at least one try if that's what Sasuke wanted, but I never actually thought he would.

My mind had gone blank, but also raced with a million different positive and negative thoughts.

This isn't me. While awake, I've never wanted to be desired by multiple men and surely haven't fantasized about this type of scenario. When Ino told me I should try this sort of thing with these two to see if it'd work out, I was so shaken by just the idea that I was sure it'd never come to fruition.

Here we are, though. And here I am, slowly being worked out of my anxious trembles by the sheer amount of arousal and pleasure being directed my way.

I didn't open my eyes as the pace gradually abandoned its cautious nature. I couldn't. What would I see if I met either of their eyes? I know they're both staring at me because I can feel the burn of their gazes, and I'm ashamed to admit that I like that. When did I get this perverted? This daring?

My eyes shot open when my hand was suddenly pulled up, and I gasped around the object in my mouth as I watched Madara sink his teeth into my palm. His eyes closed a moment later, him being slightly bent forward so he could reach my hand, and my breathing picked up substantially for many reasons.

Sasuke had moved my legs up so my feet rested over his shoulders, and the new angle brought new sensations with it. The exhilarating feeling of being bitten chased away the remainder of my unease, overwhelming me with the stronger emotion of carnal desire. Finally, the angle in which I was lying proved to be very advantageous in that both Sasuke and Madara were free to be easily studied.

My eyes traveled up Madara's front, from the extremely defined adonis belt muscle to the firm abdominals and finally to his broad chest and shoulders. The way his long hair fell messily over his shoulders and into his face didn't hurt, either.

The steady, enjoyable way Sasuke was moving suddenly became much more intense, making my gaze shoot down as I moaned and my insides flexed in response. I locked my gaze onto him, and he smirked, reaching down to massage the sensitive spot right above where he was torturing me as he pressed my legs down and apart.

My throat vibrated around Madara's sex as my back arched, and I reached back with my free hand to hold his hip to ground myself as he continued moving. The organ's just slightly shorter than Sasuke's, but it's also a little thicker. I don't know if that means they're equals, or if it matters to them, or if I should care. All I know is that it feels just as overwhelming as the one I'm familiar with.

A minute passed, and my third orgasm of the day was well on its way when Madara finally closed the bite he made into my palm and straightened his spine, surprising me by not releasing my hand. Instead, he pressed it to his chest, his larger hand holding it there as his head fell back. Even in my overstimulated state, I could tell he was actively avoiding my eye, whether it was for his sake or mine.

I couldn't focus on that because Sasuke bent over me, pressing my knees to my chest and letting my legs fall over his shoulders as he thrusted into me with all he had, burning eyes locked onto mine, demanding that I submit to him. Whether I wanted to or not, my body obeyed, and I sucked in a breath as my insides erupted in an explosion of stinging, vibrating, and pulsating bliss.

The body part in my mouth suddenly thrusted further down my throat, and my nails sank into Madara's skin when I realized he and Sasuke both were about to join me. When they did, I squeezed my eyes closed so they wouldn't roll back in my head due to the sheer strength of the satisfaction.

For a moment, no one moved or made a sound. Eventually, Madara broke the daze by sliding out of my mouth. When he met my eye, my face turned bright red, and I panicked and blurted out the first thing that came to mind, "I-I had a dream like this once!"

Sasuke chuckled, surprising us both, and we looked at him before joining in, happy to have avoided what could've been an awkward moment.