Page 79 of Claimed By the Damned

“So, we are all just moving into Drake’s room then?”

“That’s the plan if we can ever get this damn thing inside,” Zeke laughed.

She shook her head as the guys tried once more to get the mattress in through the door. Over the next several minutes, there was a lot more cursing and yelling at one another before they finally managed to get it into the room.

Once they were clear of the door, Amara followed them into the room to see that they had already removed Drake’s old bed and had replaced it with not one but two king-sized mattresses on a custom bed frame. The headboard seemed to be bolted to the wall as well as padded. The whole thing took up the entire far wall and didn’t even leave any room for nightstands on either side.

Amara leaned against the door frame while Knox ripped off the plastic, and both Drake and Zeke began shaking out the sheets and comforters. They had also gotten several new fluffy pillows.

She could understand why they had made this decision. It was getting a little old, listening to them fight about who she was going to sleep with every night. However, she had expected that they would just come up with some kind of schedule or something. She didn’t think they would go to this extreme. This way though, they didn’t have to choose who she slept with.

Once the bed was made, the three of them turned to her, proud grins plastered on their faces. She returned their smiles before running toward the bed and launching herself into the middle. She giggled as she bounced. “Works for me. Very comfy,” she told them approvingly. “Now you guys just get to fight over who sleeps next to me.”

Knox’s grin turned mischievous as he kicked off his shoes and tugged his shirt over his head. “We have other plans for the new bed first.”

“Oh! Is it naked twister?” she teased.

Knox climbed onto the bed, pulled her underwear down her legs, and settled his face between her thighs without answering her.

“Something like that,” Drake said as he and Zeke began taking off their clothes.

A deep gasp escaped Amara as Knox circled her clit with his tongue. She watched with hungry eyes as both Zeke and Drake climbed onto the bed, scooting until they were on either side of her. Drake took off her shirt and flung it to the door, and each of them latched onto a nipple. Her chest arched against their mouths, and her entire body erupted in goosebumps.

Knox slid a finger inside her at the same time he sucked her clit into his mouth. She moaned, and the moan only served to fuel the guys’ desires. Zeke nibbled on her nipple while Drake’s tongue flicked against the other. The double sensations were almost too much to handle. Between them and what Knox was doing to her, she knew it wouldn’t take long for her to orgasm. She could already feel it in her lower abdomen.

Reaching for both Zeke and Drake’s cocks, Amara wrapped her fingers around them. Drake growled against her breast while Zeke jerked. She began sliding her hands up and down.

Another finger was added by Knox, and she tipped her head back and moaned as her pussy stretched to accommodate them. His fingers expertly rubbed the right spot, causing her breathing to become pants.

“Oh god, please don’t stop,” she begged them. She was right on the edge of her orgasm, and between everyone’s moans, it was intense.

One more flick of Knox’s tongue and it sent her over the edge. She screamed and quivered, and a fine sweat broke out down her spine. They rode it out with her until she slumped against the mattress, barely aware when Drake picked her up and Zeke slid underneath her.

Drake laid her back against his chest, and Zeke reached around, lining up with her ass. Then, Drake hopped off the bed, headed to the dresser, and dug around a minute before he tossed a bottle to Zeke.

Anticipation curled her insides as Zeke put on lube and slid inside of her. While Knox unzipped his jeans, Drake crawled back onto the bed. Before she knew it, Knox was settled between her and Zeke’s legs, and he pushed inside of her.

The sensation of being so full, stretched until she couldn’t stretch anymore. . . All three of them moaned.

Drake placed each knee on either side of her head and touched the tip of his cock against her lips. “Be a good girl and open.”

She listened to him, and he shoved inside. As the other two began moving inside her, Drake slowly fucked her mouth, careful that she could still breathe.

The way Drake groaned . . . It made her pussy clench. She loved knowing that she could make him feel that good.

As she clenched, Knox hissed through his teeth and began picking up the pace. She’d never get used to this, having her mates all there and fucking her. This would never get old, and she looked forward to sharing this with them for the rest of their lives.

They were the only people in the world who made her feel safe, loved, and cherished. The only ones who respected her. Within the course of just a few weeks, they had become everything to her, and she loved them with every fiber of her being.

“Such a good fucking girl,” Drake cooed as she moaned against his cock. She could tell by his pace that he was close, and by the groans of the others, they were too. She wasn’t far behind them. Any second now, she would -

“Oh god,” she screamed against Drake.

“Fuck,” he growled, cumming instantly in her mouth. She swallowed every drop as she rode out her orgasm.

Zeke grunted beneath her as he came inside of her, and Knox’s hands tightened around her as a low rumble vibrated out of him. He stilled inside of her after he came, and they all panted as they slid out of her.

Collapsing on the bed, they were completely breathless, sweaty, and spent.

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