Page 71 of Four Times Taken

This shit was better than any porn I've watched. I could be the voyeur, engaged in the mist fogging up the room from the collective heat burning through their bodies, the smell of sex, her sweet pheromones combined with ours, creating a concoction strong enough to intoxicate us, knock someone out. It's heady, the sense of being in the middle of fantasy and reality, knowing that she's close enough for me to have her when I want but holding myself back to focus on her talent. No one had to train her to prepare for this moment; she's a natural.

Matt jerked himself off, and I pulled myself up from the chair, making sure he knew who was next. Lily's body jerked as if electrocuted as Ryan and Ethan pumped her full of their load, their grunts stirring jealousy in me as I experienced a severe case of 'FOMO.' She flopped forward onto Ethan, wheezing as he swept her hair off her face and kissed her forehead. Ryan rolled off to the side, stroking her back. I'm glad they're the ones I'm sharing her with. There's no doubt in my mind that they all care about her, and it filled me with warmth.

"Are you okay?" he whispered to her as her body dealt with the aftershocks.

"Mm-hm." She nods, wrapping her arms around him, her eyes closed in complete satisfaction. He catches my eyes, and I nod him off to the side.

"Are you up for one more round? Your man's ready for you," Ethan told her. She gasped and turned to face me. Her lids were heavy, drowsy, but still her pupils expanded as she smiled at me.

"I'll get us some water," Ryan said before jiggling her ass, kissing it, and jumping off the bed.

Lily rolled away from Ethan and beckoned me over with a finger. Between her legs, her pussy was red and swollen and filled with cream. I ripped a condom packet with my teeth, careful not to damage the condom itself, and I slipped it on before lying next to her.

"How are you feeling?" I asked, cupping her breast as she stretched and sighed.

"Grateful." She sighed. "And scared."

"Scared?" I crooked my brows. "Why?"

"I don't know if I can handle another orgasm. I'm exhausted," she admitted.

Oh crap. I tried to hide my disappointment. All of this had been for her pleasure; mine came as a result of hers. She took a sip of water when Ryan brought it to her.

"Would you rather go to sleep?" I asked her.

"No." She smiled, and my cock twitched in excitement. "I won't turn down an orgasm. I just can't move."

That made me laugh as I rolled myself between her legs. She moaned already, even though I hadn't done anything but press our bodies together. Feathering my lips across hers, I grinned. "That works for me. You put in a lot of work just now, didn't you?" I asked.

She nodded. "So much work." She panted as I kissed her chin and made my way down to her neck. Her arms swept around my back, and I smiled.

"So just lie there and let me take care of you." I kissed her shoulders. "Let me make sweet love to you, my love," I rasped.

My kisses moved to her breasts, and she sighed. "Okay."

I'm soft on her nipples, knowing her sensitivity must be running in overdrive. She shuddered with each gentle kiss. My fingers found her clit, and I tapped it lightly a few times, making sure not to rub it yet, not until she's ready. I knew when she's ready by the way she rubbed herself against my fingers, needing that friction, so I provided it, a little more pressure, building up until she released that guttural, sexy, desperate moan of hers. I worked her until she cried full-blown tears, thrashing around in the bed, screaming, "Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck! I can't stand it! Oh my... shit, Eric! Fuck, yes. Uhn!"

"That's my girl." I lifted my mouth from her breast to speak. We're both wheezing as I pushed into her while she orgasmed.

"Yes, yes! Fuck!" she gasped. "I love you so fucking much," she repeated until her voice faded into a whisper. She tightened around me as I fed on her moans, crashing my lips on hers and siphoning the air from her lungs.

"Fuck. I love you, Lily," I broke the kiss and groaned. My hips grew frantic, my hand moved to cup her beneath her head, and I drove myself deeper until her eyes flew open, and her mouth hung in the air. "Shit, Lily. I'm close. I'm so fucking close!" I gasped, using my dick like a dagger, slipping inside her with full force.

Her cries blended with my grunts and in the corner, I heard Matt explode his release. It triggered my own; there's no holding back. Even I sobbed along with Lily as my orgasm crawled from my fucking back, bubbling through my pelvis, down to my toes, and shooting right back up to my dick, and I busted within her. She wrapped her arms around me and pulled me closer, tightening around me as her own orgasm found her.

"Well, damn. Is this invite only? Or can anyone join?" An unfamiliar voice whistled long and low, causing me to jerk out of her and spin around, my heart in my fucking mouth.

Light filled the partially dark room, and I rushed to cover Lily with my body. My brain could hardly compute what's happening, and I'm grateful the other guys rushed forward.

"Who the fuck are you?" Ethan yelled.

Chapter 45

Lily

How the fuck could life change from one blink to the next? A second ago, I was hanging in disbelief that a human being could ever experience so much pleasure all at once. And now, I'm staring the devil in the face. A dream come true had morphed into a nightmare. My body was still buzzing as if my soul was trying to separate itself. Three of my men charged toward the doorway like wild wolves, while Eric remained next to me, protecting me with his body. I had pictured this night ending a bit differently.

After that last fuck, I had imagined falling asleep with Eric still inside me, wrapped around his body, despite the heat, as the other men slept wherever they laid their heads. I hadn't imagined a blood bath, but that's exactly what was about to happen if I didn't speak.

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