Page 26 of Claimed By 3 Mountain Men

"Oh, God," I moan, gripping the rock even tighter.

"I take it you like that?" he asks, though there's no need for a response. My body is betraying me, arching closer to him, silently begging for more.

He chuckles, and I can't blame him. I'm shaking.

His hands anchor me against the rock as he slowly, agonizingly, slips two fingers inside of me. I moan out loud, I've never felt anything like this.

His head between my legs, his lips and tongue moving against my skin with a slow, steady rhythm. His fingers still inside me, pumping in and out, as his other hand holds my legs down and in place.

His dark hair is tousled as his tongue flicks and swirls against my clit, his fingers moving faster now, his concentration solely on pleasuring me.

The pleasure intensifies as my climax builds, like a storm brewing in the distance.

I want him inside of me.All of him.

"Ben," I pant, my voice hoarse with need. "Please."

Looking up at me with hooded eyes, he smirks again. Oh, how I hate him right now for making me feel this way

“Tell me what you want," he growls, his voice a low rumble that sends shivers down my spine.

"I - I want..."

Ben groans, and I feel his cock twitch against my thigh. The sight of him, staring at me as we look at one another ignites something dark and desperate within me. His fingers continue to methodically move in and out of me. His thumb now presses against my clit, moves in a slow, languid circle.

"Wait, I'm going to come," I pant, my nails clawing at the rock beneath me.

"That's it, baby," he growls, his fingers picking up speed. “Don’t fight it.”

The water laps at my legs, almost as if it’s jealous of the attention he’s giving my body.

I've never been one to do this sort of thing, but something about Ben Truitt brings out the wild in me. "But I want youinside of me," I say with a moan. Saying it out loud, uttering my dark want is almost enough to send me over.

He smirks, biting his lip. His fingers continue to pulse in and out.

“Not yet, baby,” he murmurs.

Before I can protest further, his mouth returns to my clit, like he's starving, like he's been waiting for this moment too.

I swear I'm going to combust.

His fingers are relentless, his tongue even more so. I can't help it as my back arches, my orgasm crashing through me in waves. "Ben!"

He doesn't stop. He pushes deeper inside of me, groaning, and I feel his cock twitch against my thigh.

"Shit," I pant, my nails clawing at the rock beneath me.

"That's it, baby," he growls.

I feel a rush of pleasure searing through my body, every nerve ending buzzing with ecstasy. My muscles tense and release in waves, my entire being consumed by the sensation of him. A shudder runs through me as I reach the peak of bliss, unable to control the overwhelming release of pleasure.

As my orgasm subsides, I collapse back onto the rock, boneless and breathless.

As my climax starts to subside, Ben finally removes his fingers from me, bringing them to his lips and tasting me, his eyes never leaving mine. The primal look on his face sets my core on fire once more. I'm left panting, my chest heaving.

After what feels like an eternity, I manage to catch my breath. "Oh my god...”

Suddenly, a branch cracks in the distance, startling us both. Ben pulls away from me, and we both look around, suddenly aware of our nakedness in the middle of the lake.

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