Page 320 of Coded Connections Duet
When Grey finally takes some of his weight off me, Misha’s fingers find my clit again, and Oliver latches onto my nipple with his mouth, sucking hard, teeth grazing just enough to make me cry out. I’m surrounded, overwhelmed, theirs completely. Every thrust pushes me higher, the pleasure edged with too much, until I’m babbling nonsense, tears leaking from the corners of my eyes.
“Come on my cock, Princess. Show me who you belong to.”
I sob as the fourth orgasm rips through me, and I clench around him so hard he roars my name, then buries himself deep one last time and comes with a guttural sound, pulsing inside me until I’m overflowing, and the warmth seeps out with each breath he drags from me.
I’m a ruined, perfect mess.
He stays inside me for a long while, softening slowly, forehead pressed to mine, both of us breathing like we’ve run a marathon.
“Happy birthday, Princess,” he whispers against my lips.
“Best one yet,” I rasp.
Misha chuckles, kissing my shoulder. “Wait till you see the piano tomorrow.”
“And the puppy,” Oliver adds, sleepily tracing a heart on my hip.
I laugh, breathless and wrecked and so in love with these three men it hurts.
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