Page 109 of Winter's End

“I’m going to take your ass, baby.” He caressed Drew’s muscular cheeks and lined his newly shiny cock up; Drew leaned over to give him better access. He stilled, and I stopped sucking Logan to give them the time they needed.

Drew shuddered when Shane entered his tight hole, his face slack-jawed at being so full. Shane gripped his shoulder and his thrust pushed Drew’s body so deeply into mine, I would feel him for the rest of the week.

I had only done this once before. It had felt incredible then, but now that we wereall‘all in’, it felt even more amazing. Who could go back to boring missionary sex with one man now?

Not this girl.

Unperturbed by the newly formed sex-chain, Logan pressed himself back against my lips, and I opened wide to take him in. He fisted my hair in one hand and drove into my mouth, causing tears to form in the corners of my eyes. The orgy partyhecreated was turning him on so badly, he was desperate to cum.

I let him use me, relaxing my throat so he could bottom out; tears continued to leak down my cheeks, and I lost myself in the sea of sensuous sex. Shane’s thrusts into Drew that pushed him deep into me and the sound of their breathy groans and sexy-as fuck grunts. Logan’s breathy pants as his thrusts become frenzied. Travis’ thickening cock against my back.

Where was Cam?

Another large body settled into my other side—there he was. My sexy boxer’s naked form cuddled into mine. His fingers trailed along my hips and brushed my clit between Drew’s movements. The fresh sensation snapped firecrackers off behind my eyes; my orgasm hit so hard and fast I wasn’t prepared for the blast of euphoria that rocketed through my chakras.

I arched out of Travis’ hold and cried out around Logan’s cock as he swelled against my tongue; bursts of hot, salty cum filled my throat, and I guzzled them greedily.

Shane’s rhythm faltered and his frantic thrusts stuttered as he exploded with his release. Drew instantly followed him with his own ragged cry.

The room went quiet, save for the sounds of hoarse breathing and blissful sighs. Logan climbed off the bed and Drew gently pulled out of me, his cum leaking onto the sheets.

I sagged against Travis. My body was a pure puddle of orgasmic ecstasy, but I couldn’t ignore the sword sticking into my backside.

And Cam—I wanted Cam to share in this moment with us. An impromptu bonding experience that would set the course for the rest of our sexual chemistry. I wanted them all to share in it.

I wanted them all to shareme.

Drew and Shane moved to the armchairs on the other side of the room, and watched me with sated, half-lidded gazes. Logan leaned against the wall, his stare not breaking for a single moment.

They were waiting to see the finale. They were in this too.

Sorry, my tired, broken body. We had to do this. For science.

“I need you, Big Guy.” I begged; the words barely coherent in my goopy pile of bliss. “Take me.”

My gorgeous blue-eyed GQ model pursed his puffy lips and palmed his glistening erection. His stare darkened into one of a hunting predator.

“I’ll take you, Little Violet.”

I turned my head to Travis, drinking in his mussed-up sex hair and dancing eyes. “You too.”

His face held surprise, but he quickly shifted me out of his arms and pushed me up.

“Hands and knees,” he ordered, motioning Cam to lie down on the bed beneath me.

His taut boxer body did as Travis directed, and I wasted no time sinking down on Cam’s solid length when he moved into the perfect position. His groan resonated through me when I rose and sunk back down, rocking my hips into his pubic bone.

I was so sensitive; we wouldn’t be able to have another group-sex session for a little while, but I wasn’t stopping until we’d all connected bodies, hearts, and souls.

Travis’ hand pushed at my spine, bending me over, and lined up behind me. His lubed piercing forced its way through the ring of muscle before penetrating deep inside, taking my tender ass for the second time today.

Fuck me, he felt good.Theyfelt good. I was on Cloud 9, over the moon, in seventh heaven … and whatever other cliché could fit this feeling of completeness.

I didn’t know if it was possible to come again, but I needed my men to walk away with pep in their step. I knew Cam liked to be tied up … but would he enjoy being choked?

Tentatively, I wrapped my hands around my dark protector’s throat and squeezed lightly. His eyes widened, but then fluttered closed in pleasure. I pressed a little harder; in response, he bucked his hips upward, driving into me with such force, I would have toppled off if Travis wasn’t holding me steady from behind.

Choking was a ‘yes,’ then. We were going to explore all the possibilities with that little tidbit later.

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