Page 31 of Run for Us

“Good. Now I’m going to take Shore’s ass, and we will all fuck together.”

I keep my hand moving up and down Kasen’s length and look over my shoulder, watching Rip kneel, spread Shore’s ass cheeks, and spit right between them. It’s primal and raw and so fucking hot that my pussy clamps tight around Shore’s length.

“Holy fucking fuck,” Shore gasps out, his fingers digging into my hips as Rip pushes into him. Once Rip moves, I feel his thrusts pushing Shore into me, and it’s something I never imagined I would experience.

“His cock will not suck itself, pretty girl,” Rip murmurs.

He winks at me, and I turn back around, taking Kasen into my mouth and moving at the same rhythm as the men. Knowingthat Rip’s movements are setting off a chain reaction of how we are all moving has my orgasm tearing through my body so fast I see stars. Every ounce of my essence feels like it’s projected outside my body, causing invisible fireworks to erupt around us.

Kasen is the first to come after me, and I swallow down everything he gives me. He pulls back and tilts my chin, making me look up at him. His deep-brown eyes are intense. Holding my stare, he swipes his thumb across my lips as I maintain my grip on his thighs to steady myself.

Shore is next. He begs Rip to fuck him harder, and he holds me tight to his body as he comes. And as if knowing everyone else is now sated and happy, Rip bucks his hips—one, two, three times—before a strangled noise rips from his throat.

“You want us now, right?” Shore asks, and I chuckle.

“I always wanted you, Shore. I just had to work on myself first. But yes, this means I’m ready for there to be anus. I don’t know how it will work, but I’m ready to see where life takes me.”

“We have a girlfriend!” Shore whoops, and we all laugh.

Reaching out my hand to Rip, I smile as he takes it in his. “Are you okay?”

He nods. “More than okay, pretty girl.”

Kasen stands and helps me to my feet, picking me up and throwing me over his shoulder. “I call dibs tonight. You snooze, you lose.”

He doesn’t wait to hear any arguments. He takes off running with my naked ass over his shoulder, and I laugh the entire way.

My scars might be a reminder of my past—one I never want to forget—but they are also a reminder that we only live once. I want to live my life and be happy. Right now, I’m doing exactly that, living a simple life in Bluebell with three men who see me and want me just the way I am.

The End