Page 42 of Capricorn Blessed

Hands tug the bottom of my shirt up, forcing us apart for a moment. Kenric returns, plunging his tongue in and out in what I hope is a promise of what is to come.

One of the others unhooks my bra, sliding it down my arms. My nipples pebble. I moan as a mouth attacks each breast. One licking and one sucking. A shiver races up my spine as teeth gently scrape across me, and warmth spreads between my legs.

I clench my thighs together, hunting relief, but a hand land on each leg forces them open.

“Why don’t you do the honors?” I hear Dennis murmur before a hand is sliding under the waistband of my pants and panties. Long slender fingers reach down, running through my folds.

“So wet,” Beorn praises, “but I bet we can do better.”

He plunges one, then two fingers, into me. Pumping slowly. His thumb finds my clit rubbing circles. It doesn’t take long for my orgasm to cause me to cry out into Kenric’s mouth.

“That’s one,” he murmurs, pulling away. “Why don’t we move to the bedroom and see how many more we can get before you tap out?”

I nod, unable to find my voice. Beorn scoops me up, carrying me as Dennis leads the way to my bedroom.

By the time I’m laid on the bed, my clothes have disappeared. Lifting my head, I find the men all standing around, staring down at my body.

“I thought there were more orgasms to come, but I’m still the only one naked.” I pout.

“We’ll get there, but first I want my turn with you,” Kenric states, pulling his shirt over his head. He climbs on the end of the bed, pushing my thighs wide.

“So beautiful,” he says, leaning forward and licking me. “Mmmm,” he hums, sending a jolt up to my clit.

He licks me again, pushing his tongue slightly deeper to collect more of my juices. I start to squirm, not sure if I want to drag him closer or push him away. His hand lands on my stomach, holding me still, and a hand wraps around each of my legs.

My arousal spikes as I open my eyes and see Dennis and Beorn on either side of me, holding me open for Kenric. His tongue finds my center, pressing in and swirling around. I scream, feeling my core start to tighten. The hands grip harder. Dennis’s free hand reaches down, finding my slit. He collects some of my juices before rubbing my clit.

I thrash my head back and forth, my orgasm growing closer and closer. Kenric’s tongue reaches deeper than before, like he’s trying to get every drop he can. Dennis pinches my clit, sending me over the edge. My eyes roll to the back of my head, and I temporarily leave my body.

Kenric sits up, his face shining from my release. “Two,” he says. “Ready for more?”

I’m not sure I can move, but I make a noise in the affirmative.

“What order do you want us in?” Beorn asks.

“All of you,” I answer. “I can’t pick, so all of you.”

They nod in agreement and have a quick discussion about who will go where.

After stripping, Beorn lies down beside me on the bed. He reaches to the side pulling a condom out of the drawer and rolling it onto himself. Kenric helps move me so I’m straddling him. Beorn holds his dick straight up, and I slowly sit fully onto him, groaning as I feel the delicious stretch.

“Lean forward,” Kenric whispers, pushing between my shoulder blades.

I do as I’m told, leaning forward and putting my boobs in Beorn’s face. He takes advantage, pulling my nipple into his mouth and sucking on it. We both groan as I tighten around his shaft.

The sound of a bottle popping open pulls me back to the present.

Something cold touches my ass, and I flinch.

“Relax,” Kenric soothes.

Dennis reaches out and rubs my shoulders.

A finger pushes the lube into my ass, carefully working its way in and out until I feel knuckles. He pulls out, and I groan. It’s quickly replaced with two fingers. He twists and stretches them, making me cry out in my third orgasm of the night.

He keeps adding fingers and lube, slowly stretching me to accommodate his cock without too much pain. After fitting four fingers into me, he pulls his hand out. I hear the lube bottle open again, waiting for the cold, but it doesn’t come.

Glancing over my shoulder, I see Kenric’s fist slicking up and down his dick. He moves onto the bed, straddling Beorn’s legs. He uses one hand to hold me open while the other aims his erection at my puckered star.

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