Page 59 of Too Many Beds

Animalistic sounds spill out of me and my hole pulsates around him, my dick dribbling with what’s left in me. Drained and groggy, my arms curl around my head. I smile up at the ceiling while Ambrose stuffs more cum inside me. Grunting, he chases his pleasure, using my ass to milk himself dry. When he pulls out of me, he shoves the spilling cum back in my ass, leaving as much inside me as he can.

Keeping my legs lifted, Ambrose moves out of the way for Vance to go to town on my ass with his tongue, slurping and sucking on my hole. He’s like a starved man working his way through a large buffet, humming between each swallow. He keeps diving back in for more until I’m nearly cleaned out, licking his lips as he backs away. Mitch grabs him by the hair, licking inside his mouth to get a taste of our essence. Struggling to keep my eyes open, I let myself drift off happily.

Large arms wrap around me from both sides and a blanket tugs over us, warming me up.

“This is what you need now, isn’t it, princess?”

“Mhm,” I say, somewhere between an awake and dreamlike state.

“Whatever princess needs, princess gets,” a deep voice whispers in my ear.

It doesn’t matter who says it, the words apply for all of them anyway. I can feel it in all their warmth and the sweet kisses peppering my skin.

I don’t want to run away anymore either. Not from who I am or the men who are willing to accept me for all of it. So I’ll lie here with them and be their little princess for as long as they let me.

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