Page 47 of Twisted Ruck

Chapter Eighteen

Chelsea

I wokelike I had so many times recently, with Dallas' cock still deep inside me. Apart from taking a couple of breaks to use the toilet, we'd been like that all night. Every time one of us would slip back to bed, we'd fuck again and fall asleep like that.

"Morning," he said sleepily.

"Morning," I said back.

I brushed hair out of my eyes and looked over to his face, his eyes bleary. He looked particularly adorable like that. A smoking hot wall of muscle who was vulnerable for the first minutes of each day, before he fully woke up.

Same with the other two guys. Storm in particular. This was the only time he let down his guard. When he was asleep, or half asleep. He always caught up faster than the others. coming fully awake and putting his shields back in place.

"Did you sleep well?" He stroked the back of his hand down the side of my cheek. his hips started to move, slowly thrusting his cock in and out of me. Of course he was hard again.

I never met anyone who was so hard, so often. Knowing I did that to him made my body throb in response. He was constantly aroused because of me. And I was constantly aroused because of him and the other guys.

"I slept pretty well," I said. I half-closed my eyes and savoured the feeling of him moving inside me. At the same time, I was aware of Frost and Storm waking slowly. It was a tight fit, but the bed was big enough for the four of us to sleep. As long as no one stretched out like a starfish. Then they could look forward to an elbow or a knee in the offending limb.

"Whatever stamina pills you're taking, I want some," Frost said.

He popped his head up over my shoulder, so I could see him in the corner of my eye.

Dallas glanced up at him. "No pills, just Chelsea. I don't need anything else to get me going."

"Good point," Frost said. "She does have that effect on all of us. Right, Stormy?"

Predictably, Storm grunted. "Yep. So do you. Why don't you get over here and suck my cock?”

"I was waiting to be invited," Frost said.

"You don't need to be invited," Storm said. "Just dive right in."

"I'll remember that for next time." Frost's face disappeared under the covers.

I rolled Dallas and me over so I was straddling his hips. That gave me a better view of Storm, his eyes rolling back in his head in pleasure. He pushed the covers aside, revealing Frost, his mouth covering Storm's cock.

I was already aroused, but seeing that made me even hotter. I loved that they cared about each other and wanted to be physical with each other. The bond between them was becoming tighter and tighter because of it. In turn, that was bringing our little family closer together. And watching them was better than any porn ever made.

"Like what you see?" Storm asked, looking at me through one open eye.

"I like it very much," I said. I could have watched it all day.

"It feels fucking good," Storm said on a sigh.

"Tastes good," Frost said, lifting his mouth off Storm's for long enough to speak.

Storm eyed him. "I bet your ass feels good too." It was as tentative as I'd ever seen him. Not willing to be pushy for once. This was something that, if they did it, Frost would have to be completely on board. Otherwise, it wouldn't happen. At least, not today.

In typical Frost fashion, the blonde prop smiled. "I bet it does. Do you want to find out?"

"Hell yeah, I do," Storm agreed. He rolled his upper body over just enough to open the drawer beside the bed and pull out the tube of lube we kept in there.

At this point, we might as well keep it on top of the table. He opened the lid and gestured for Frost to roll over onto his side.

While I slowly rode Dallas, I watched Storm squirt lube onto the tips of two fingers and smear them carefully over Frost's rear hole.

Frost lay still, except for his eyes, which rolled around, looking at me, then trying to look at Storm."You will be gentle with me, won't you?" he asked.

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