Page 54 of Mountain Mens' Curvy Obsession

“It seems we have similar fantasies,” Chance manages as I cup his rock-hard balls and play with them. A split second later, I take him in my mouth, while tightening my grip on his brothers.

On and on it goes, the tension rising and the air thickening between us as I feed on their gruff moans and revel in the sound of their ragged breaths, while the veins on their magnificent cocks pulsate against my tongue.

Booker finally hisses and pulls out of my mouth before his release. He rolls his eyes as he takes a step back and holds the tip of his cock. “Not yet.” He looks down at me. “Make yourself come, Anya. I want to watch.”

“We all want to watch,” Nico adds.

Without hesitation I smile as they help me up and guide me to the bed. I turn around to face them, reveling in every inch of sculpted muscle and sheer masculinity, the overhead lights casting an amber glow across their rippling pectorals.

“Like this?” I teasingly ask as I lay on the bed and part my legs so they can see everything.

“Precisely like that,” Nico instructs me.

They’re stroking themselves, watching me with dark hunger in their eyes as I circle my swollen clit with two fingers. The other hand is up, focused on my breasts, massaging and kneading, as I prime myself for what I know will be an explosive orgasm.

“Look at that; she’s so fucking wet,” Chance manages, admiring my glistening pussy as I glide two fingers inside.

“Oh, this is nice,” I moan, pressing the bottom of my palm against my clit, while I use my fingers to prime myself for them.

The pressure builds quickly. This is so hot. So shameless. Making myself come while my lovers watch me is hotter than I could have imagined. I come so hard and so fast. I’m finger-fucking myself like a savage, crying out their names.

“I need you all inside me,” I mumble, quivering from the inside out. “Right now. Right fucking now.”

Nico gets on the bed and rolls me over. With two swift moves, I end up riding his cock, Booker takes me from behind. I scream in sweet pleasure as they stretch and fill me to the brim. The sting is delicious and quickly subsides into mind-numbing pleasure.

“Don’t forget about me,” Chance says as he climbs on top of the bed. He holds on to the bedposts for balance as I take him in my mouth.

An avalanche of overwhelming sensations unravels.

I lose my mind and turn into my purest self, a sizzling hot beast in desperate need of release. My pussy clenches as I ride Nico, while Booker fucks me from behind. Their hands hold me steady while my clit is pressed against Nico’s groin, and each rocking motion brings me closer to the edge.

With my mouth full, I hear my muffled screams as Chance deep-throats me into madness.

I come again, my orgasm gushing as my men pound into me in decadent unison. My breasts bounce with each decisive thrust.

“God, you’re so fucking hot when you come,” Booker growls and slaps my ass.

The sting sends white sparks to my eyes, and I ride the wave like there is no tomorrow.

Chance stiffens and shoots his load down my throat. I guzzle every drop and swallow, never breaking eye contact, while Nico and Booker fill me with their seeds as well. I feel them, deep inside me, hot and heavy, as the world around us dissolves into a quiet kind of nothingness.

“Jesus, Anya. You’re incredible.” Chance pulls out and caresses my face, bending down to kiss me. I’m still coming, violently shaking, as Booker gives me the last of his thrusts.

I collapse into Nico’s arms as he and his brothers shower me with kisses. I welcome every touch, every gentle stroke, every finger running through my hair.

“There’s a lot I don’t remember yet, and I know it will eventually come to me,” I say after basking in the golden afterglow as beads of sweat drip from my temple. “But I do know one thing.”

“Hm, what’s that?” Nico asks me.

“This is a dream come true.”

Before long, we’re at it again, fucking like ravenous beasts, unable to keep our hands off one another. It’s wild and all-consuming. Addictive as hell. I welcome every thick inch inside me, I beg for a new release every damn time.

Because when I’m with them, everything else disappears.

The painful past. The future and its many unknowns.

All that remains is the present, and the present has our bodies tangled, sweaty and heated.

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