Page 100 of Ten Hammers

“How… do… you… feel?” Diesel pushes the words out around labored breaths as he inches further in.

Surging pleasure floods my body as my need to orgasm hits.

“Stop,” I gasp. “Oh, My God, stop.”

Both Diesel and Axel freeze.

“Sorry, Peach,” Diesel says, starting to pull out. “Does it hurt badly?”

“No, I love it,” I glance back at him, at his worried expression, and the sheen of sweat on his brow. “I want more. So much more. I want all of you.” I’m babbling and moaning the words as his cock continues to slide out. “But I’m going to come if you keep going and it’s too soon—”

With a groan, his hips thrust forward, and his cock slides its way back inside me, deeper this time. So deep I can’t speak anymore. It’s too good. Holy fuck.

“Sorry, baby,” he says. “Your words made me go a little feral, there.”

I murmur something unintelligible, but I want him to know it’s all okay, so I do the only thing I can think of, and capture Axel’s mouth in a kiss.

“I think she’s ready for more,” Cruz says.

“Yeah?” Diesel asks.

“Ready for me, Sweetheart?” Axel whispers against my lips.

My senses are in overload already so I can’t manage an answer. But whatever they see in my expression has Cruz and Axel grinning.

They help me rise up so my hands are braced against Axel’s chest. Then, as Diesel holds my hips in place, keeping his cock buried inside me, and Cruz holds my upper body steady, kissing my shoulders, neck, and sliding his hand into my hair, Axel guides his cock inside me.

My breath hitches.

“Breathe, Darlin’,” Cruz says, kissing my jaw.

Axel’s breathing grows labored as soon as the tip of his cock slides into me. “Holy shit, that’s tight. Does it feel good, sweetheart?”

I open my mouth to answer, but as Diesel’s hips flex and Axel pushes deeper, I have to look to Cruz, knowing he’ll tell them.

“Yeah, it feels good,” he says. “Give her more.”

They do. They both at once give all of themselves to me. My eyes fly wide open, and I stare at Cruz, my lips parted in a silent cry of pain so delicious my brain doesn’t know how to handle it.

“Ready for me to thrust a little?” Diesel says.

“Yes,” I manage to gasp. “Thrust. Thrust a lot.”

Axel laughs, but I mean it. I push back against Diesel’s cock and hear his hiss of surprise.

“Fuuuuuck,” Axel says. I glance down at him, and there’s a look I have never seen before in his eyes. His pupils are fully dilated, his lips parted. Sweat glistens all over him.

He’s enjoying his date.

It’s a silly thought at the moment, but it makes me deliriously happy as it strikes me. And my body reacts as wildly as my heart does.

I fuck them. Axel’s eyes slam shut so I lock eyes with Cruz as I work my hips. Axel and Diesel are both making sounds that can only be described as desperate whimpering.

It’s so sexy. But I want more.

I can’t speak, all sound is caught in my chest, but I can convey my desire through my eyes.

I want more, Cruzie. Please.

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