Page 41 of Sugar Baby

I have a feeling they already have.

The air in the room snaps and then Hunter is standing right next to Angel, his blond curls doing nothing to soften his features. A spark of fear thrills down my spine as he takes a seat next to Daddy and slides his hand to cup the back of my knee. I pause the motion of my hips as I watch him take control of my leg and slowly lower it until it’s hanging over his thighs.

I’m distracted from Hunter as Angel lowers his mouth back to my pussy, finally giving me what I asked for. I only have a few seconds to watch as he closes his eyes and goes back to feasting on me, his fingers doing that crooking thing in time with the motion of his mouth. The fire in my core flashes back to full strength with two swipes of his tongue over my clit.

Then my view of him is obscured by blond curls as Hunter leans over me and captures one of my nipples in his mouth. Hot swirls of his tongue over the hardened peak cause me to thrust my chest up into his mouth with a moan. I close my eyes, just wanting to feeleverything.

Fabric brushes against my arm and then my other leg is positioned the same as the first. Daddy’s hands slip down to my ass, cupping and squeezing as a second mouth sucks my other nipple into its heat. Viper. It has to be.

That’s when my mouth disconnects from my brain and words flow out with abandon. “Oh, fuck. Please. Yes, please, I need it. Oh my god. Yes, please, Daddy. My pussy, oh, yes, I can, it’s right there, oh fuck, yes, please. More. More. I need . . .”

I have zero idea what I’m saying; all I know is that I need to come, right now. Right now, or I am going to lose my goddamn mind.

A sharp sting snaps through the nipple in Hunter’s mouth, sending a bolt of lightning to my clit.

I half scream, half gasp as he holds on to the bite and sucks at the same time. My core clamps down as the fire explodes like fireworks, and I grind myself up into Angel’s mouth. My stomach aches as my orgasm drags out for fucking ever. None of them stop. No, they continue drawing out the pleasure that has me soaring so high, I think I’m going to burn out, but then Viper’s mouth turns from sucking to licks and Hunter releases his bite to lap at my tender flesh with his tongue.

Angel removes his mouth from my clit but still continues to pump his fingers in and out of my pulsing pussy. My ass is cupped, but the massaging stops. All I can do is lay in their arms and stare unseeingly at the plain white ceiling as I try to figure out what just happened.

I mean, I know what happened.

But how? Why?

This has never happened before. Ever.

Not with one man, let alone four.

What the fuck have I gotten myself into?

Chapter 17

Hudson

Fuck, she’s magnificent. So responsive.

She’s flushed from the neck up, eyes vacant as she comes down from her orgasm.

The way she begged for us to give her what she’d needed was more than any of us had been expecting. Nothing but surprises from our Emmy.

I smother my grin at that thought.

She isn’t ours. Not permanently, at least.

Just for the night.

And with that thought, I get up off the couch and stand. Xavier follows suit, both of us stepping back from the three of them. Emmy is finally coming back down to herself, and I glance up at Derek. His lips are by her ear, and I know he is whispering words of praise and comfort—it’s his daddy nature. The one that usually comes out after he has made her skin glow red and her tears run dry.

We’re all the same. We’ll tear her down, shred her into pieces, and then put her back together again. Over and over.

Maybe he is feeling it too.

The need to claim her.

If the night were to end right now, I have no doubt that we’d gift her the maximum amount. Everything has been perfect. She is goddamn perfect.

Emmy blinks slowly, then again, her head slowly raising from where it has been lolling on Derek’s shoulder. Her gaze lands on my face, then moves to Xavier’s, then slowly, it moves to Darcy, whose fingers are still inside of her. When she looks down at him between her legs, her mouth forms an O, and his head ducks down as he splays both hands on her thighs once more.

She tries to buck her hips as squeaks and moans burst from her lips, but Derek and Darcy hold her still for a bit of post-orgasm torture.

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