Page 16 of Three Cranky SEALS and a Christmas Menace

She bit Waylan’s lip, reaching out to his cock, she gripped with such strength she worried she might have hurt him, but there was nothing else she could do. The invasive pain of her having her butt hole stretched this way ruined her.

Tears slid down her cheeks. Her clit pulsed in the confines of the clamp. Her nipples cried for their mouths. Wetness just continued to ooze from her.

Myles stood up. Her eyes flew open as she felt his naked cock on the flesh of her ass, and then he was using the wet head of his shaft to push the butt plug deeper into her.

Waylan continued to stroke her pussy, all around the clamp, dipping into her folds. Holden stood up and came toward them.

She had no idea how this was possible, but suddenly everything inside her aligned. She came with such brutal force she thought she was going to pass out. Her orgasm seemed to drain her. Taking everything from her.

She could barely keep herself upright; her limbs were weak and unable to hold her up any longer. She thought she was going to fall when Waylan released her, but it was Holden who caught her in his arms, scooped her up, and carried her to the bed.

He went down with her, nestling his weight between her thighs. He lowered his head and kissed her.

“Holden,” she sighed, kissing him back with as much fervor as she did Waylan and Myles.

Was there any going back after this?

Chapter Thirteen

She loved them.

With her whole heart and soul and everything inside her. She loved them since the moment she saw them for the first time. And this had been a mistake.

If they didn’t want to see her afterward, how was she going to survive? Stopping them now before the damage was done seemed impossible. She needed them like she needed air.

Uncaring that her desperation was showing, she clung to Holden, kissing him back with urgency. When he lowered himself down her body, and Myles and Waylan came in at the sides of her, she reached for them and kissed them the same way. It wasn’t enough. She wanted to crawl inside them. No, she wanted them inside her.

“Please,” she begged. “Please.”

All coherent thoughts of hers fled as Holden’s breath fanned against the clamp at her pussy. Her back arched as he slowly loosened the grip on her. Blood rushed to her clit with the force of a runaway train.

Her head lifted off the bed, and she tried to scoot away as Holden engulfed the whole of her clit between his lips. He suckled on her, pulling just enough to draw some pain from her swollen clit and then kissing her so tenderly, she opened her legs wider for her him. He tested the texture of her labia between his index finger and his thumb, all the while lapping at her clit as if he were trying to empty her of her soul from her body and into his.

Her undulated. A thousand sparks lit off her skin. Wetness continued to stream out of her and into his mouth. Her body tensed. She couldn’t stop herself from the delicious turmoil happening inside her.

She came inside his mouth with a thundering force that stripped her of everything, leaving her wild, shuddering, and wanton for more. Yet somewhere along the line, her modesty begged her to draw back. This was too much. Too intimate.

She was losing her heart all over again.

Holden ran his knuckle down her slit while he suckled on her clit, not caring that she was still pulsing from her orgasm, her flesh contracting with the same force as when she came, and now he was building another one inside her. Fast and furious.

Waylan and Myles, on either side of her, licked all around the clamps on her nipples, sinking their teeth into the ample flesh around her tensed areola, driving her to the point of utter frustration.

She writhed against the bedcovers, her body twisting and shaking as they touched her so intimately, so blatantly, daringly, she forgot her name.

“Now,” Holden said. He lifted himself up onto his arms and used one hand to unearth his cock, and then he was rubbing thehead of his shaft up and down her pussy, soaking the bulb of his thickness with her liquid arousal. He’d dip inside her, then back out again. Over and over until he created a pool of fresh wetness at the entrance of her pussy.

He played between her folds, only pushing in a little at a time. He was driving her nuts. She wanted them all now. Immediately.

Waylan and Myles removed the clamps from her nipples. They worked so fast that she only momentarily felt the tormenting rush of blood reenter the peaks of her breasts. They bit off the tiny stoppers on the vials. If she expected them to just drink the eggnog from the vial… that’s why they were called edible nipple clamps; she was wrong.

They tilted the festively glittering tubes over her, letting the liquid cascade over her engorged nipples.

This time Holden pushed in deeper than ever, jolting her out of her reality into some sort of sublimity she didn’t fully understand. She cried out in pain as he stretched her body to accommodate his size. She wasn’t big enough for them.Theywere too big for her. Holden was going to break her.

He pushed in all the way, right there to where she felt the earth move inside her.

She gasped, squirming on the bed, sobbing as Holden’s cock took up every inch of her body despite there still being a plug in her butt.

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