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I moan, reaching for his cock. The moment my hand comes in contact with his hot skin, he hisses and jerks back.
He shakes his head. “Not yet, baby.”
1 blink at him, my body still coming down from my orgasm.
Fuck, I can’t think when they touch me.
All I can think about is them. Jake’s lips as he brushes them against mine. Aiden’s hands as he caresses the lips of my pussy and Zaid’s tongue as he licks the rim of my asshole.
“Oh, fuck,” I whimper.
They all chuckle, the sound rumbling through me,
“That’s the plan, baby,” Aiden adds, his breath against the inside of my thigh.
They move and my brain short–circuits. All I feel are their hands, their mouths, their breath against my skin. My mind fractures into pieces, breaking apart under their
ministrations.
They gather every shard of me, claiming them like I was always meant to belong to them.
Maybe I was.
Jake and Zaid leave me, their warmth a sudden loss. But Aiden replaces them, kissing me, my scent strong on his lips and nose. He grabs me, placing me over him, letting me straddle his hips.
I can’t hold myself up and I fall against his chest.
He smiles, pulling away from my lips to look me over. “You okay?”
I nod.
“It’s not too much?”
I shake my head, no this will never be too much. I’m so completely useless, and he has to
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use his strength to lift my hips. I feel his cock at my pussy and I whimper. My nails bite into the skin of his shoulders.
He keeps us there, teasing, not entering me. The anticipation is killing me. That first slide of cock inside me is always the best. It feels amazing and my body is begging for it.
He looks at me, eyes serious. “We talked about a lot today. But there was one thing that we all agreed on, that we all wanted to prove to you tonight.”
I feel Zaid’s hands slide up my spine and I almost break.
“You want to know what that is?” Aiden’s nostrils are flaring, and he is struggling to not just thrust inside me.
I nod, knowing he wants to say this before he fucks me.
“That you’re ours.”
My chest expands with the emotion.
Aiden looks directly into my eyes as he tenses, his teeth gritted. “You’re mine.”
He thrusts into me, slow but not any less intense. A moan leaves my lips, my head falling back as I breathe to catch every inch of pleasure. He stretches me out, but it doesn’t hurt.
I adjust, only feeling the satisfaction of feeling full. I gasp, cold lube dribbling down my ass. Oh, my god.
The head of Zaid’s cock pushes at my hole, and his hand reaches in front of me. He grasps my neck, pulling me toward me, arching my back until his lips are right at my neck
“You’re mine,” he says, and his teeth scrape over my skin, and he thrusts me into me.
A terribly guttural moan escapes me and I’m full. They feel huge inside me. I’ve forgotten what it feels like. It’s too much, god, it’s too much, and I lean back into Zaid because I
can’t stay up on my own.
My eyes are hooded, blood rushing through my head. Stars dance in my head and I feel like any movement could cause me to orgasm.
The bed dips and the sharp pain of intoxication aches in my chest. I turn to see Jake
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making his way toward me. Heat blooms in the pit of my stomach as I watch the way he
takes me in.
His eyes are slow, assessing. He follows the curve of my ass first, where Zaid is buried deep inside me. Then he follows the arch of my back, right to my hard nipples.
I’m wound so tight I feel I might snap.
He reaches for me, gathering my hair and fisting it in one hand. His grip tightens when I exhale his name. He hisses, getting close enough that he rubs his cock across my lips, painting me with his pre–cum.
Fuck, I’m going to come from this alone.
He presses just the head of his cock in my mouth, and he moans, but his eyes never leave mine. He looks directly at me, his chest heaving as he says the two words I’ve been waiting for.
