“Not quite animals.” Dante stands and discards his clothes.
Wyatt still sits with his hands clasped between his knees, looking at Drew. I swallow. Maybe he’s not in the mood to play tonight. Just because my libido has finally kicked into overdrive doesn’t mean his has. Maybe he doesn’t want the audience.
Dante rounds the couch to me, gloriously naked. Fuck, it’s hard to remember a time when I hadn’t seen all of him.
I bite my lip as he draws me in close and tips my chin up.
“What’s your safe word, pip?”
Oh, fuck. I swallow hard and he watches my throat work. My pussy clenches. “Mercy, boss.”
“If you need things to pause?” Finn rounds the couch and stands at my side. His cock hard and straining.
“Yellow.” My insides are on fire.
He smiles and cups my cheek. “What if you can’t talk?”
“Hum or tap on someone three times or snap my fingers.” My eyes close as Dante brushes the back of his hand over my stomach.
“Do you want all of us, trouble?” Wyatt stands and all my attention shifts to him.
“Yes, sir.” I don’t want to be coy. I don’t want to be made to do things tonight. Just fuck them, be with all of them, until the edges of the world blur and the night seems like it will last forever.
Wyatt shrugs out of his shirt and takes off his pants. He glances at Drew. “You going to join in or have your fun after?”
Drew smiles. “Oh, I’ll have fun watching you fuck her until she can’t even breathe from coming so hard.”
Dante cups my breast and trails his thumb over my tightened nipple. My lips part on a gasp at the electric bolt to my pussy. When my gaze lifts to his, he smirks.
“This won’t be a one and done, pip.” Dante leans down and kisses me. An open-mouthed, carnal, needful kiss that makes my toes curl. When he lifts, I try to follow, but he’s too far away. “We’re going to fuck every hole and then shift and do it again and then once more. You’ll be sore and achy tomorrow, in a good way.”
My heart stalls in my chest and my breath catches. Fuck.
“Do you consent to be used by us, trouble?”
My gaze meets each of theirs. Never in my wildest dreams did I think this could happen. But I definitely won’t say no.
“Yes, sir.”
Dante
Sara shivers against me. My cock grows painfully hard.
There are logistics to make this work, so all of us can be inside her, fucking her.
“My bed,” I offer, knowing she still feels awkward about Tom’s room.
“First the couch.” Finn draws her close to him and leads her around the couch. He lies down with one leg hanging off the side. “Ride me, flower. Sink that pretty little pussy down on me.”
She straddles him and lines his cock up with her entrance. Her gaze doesn’t leave his as she sinks down over him. Fuck. I stroke my cock as she lifts off him a little before pressing all the way down. Her lips part and her head falls back.
The pleasure on her face is almost enough to make me come. Wyatt grabs the lube Finn brought out for Drew and slathers it on his cock, while we watch Sara slowly ride Finn’s cock. His hands flow up her body to cup her breasts.
She whimpers as she presses into his touch.
Wyatt kneels behind her and spreads her ass cheeks. He whispers against her ear, “You like it rougher, don’t you, trouble?”
He fucks into her ass in one deep thrust. She moans loudly at the invasion. I walk around the couch and Drew moves to a chair where he has a view of their cocks thrusting into Sara’s holes, filling her.